Dou Changan's incomprehensible anger did not improve after getting off the boat, and he sat aside with a face like a door god.

There are several glazed wine jars on a cabinet at the door of the restaurant, and the boy in the plain robe is lively, clears his throat and says: "Little second brother, first serve two pots of authentic Jiangnan osmanthus wine." ”

After that, the purple-clothed maidservant handed the shopkeeper a silver ingot of white flowers, and the wine guy saw that the money was open, and his waist was almost bent to the ground, thinking that he had really met the God of Wealth who came to scatter wealth, and as soon as he made a move, it was ten taels of silver, which was his salary for several months, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice, in front of this plain-robed boy, those rich children who were dressed brightly and beautifully, but were reluctant to break a few copper plates, were especially dwarfed.

The wine guy quietly looked at the four people at the table, except for the middle-aged man who tied a bun of strange hair, the other three were all extraordinary, especially the elegant boy in a plain robe, the plain robe was elegant but could not cover the heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

"Eh, little second brother, if you want to go down to Yangzhou from here, which way is more neat?" Long Haotian gently put his elephant fracture fan on the table, without the taboo of not being able to show his wealth, and saw that the eyes of the poor and poor shopkeeper were about to fall to the ground.

The shopkeeper said again and again: "Childe is going to Yangzhou? ”

"Jiangnan Dao?" Long Haotian hissed, waiting for the following.

The shopkeeper comprehended, collected money for people to eliminate disasters, and naturally had to point out a broad avenue to others, stretched out his hand and pointed straight out of the door, and said with a smile: "Go straight along the south of the city, there are two roads out of the south of the city, one is Jiangdong Road, and the other is Jiangnan Road." ”

Long Haotian nodded and quipped: "Thank you, little second brother, Kang for showing the way." ”

"With a gesture, the guest officials come to our restaurant to rest, the small nature has to be good to serve, if you are sluggish, the shopkeeper can pick my skin and fry my bones. The shopkeeper was just about to prepare the wine and food, suddenly patted his head, leaned into the ear of the plain robe boy and said: "Oh, son, you see I'm so busy that I'm so busy, the authentic osmanthus wine brewed in this city has been sold out, and the new batch of authentic osmanthus is still on the way to Jiangnan Road, don't hide it from the son, in fact, the next table is drinking inferior osmanthus, the small one originally wanted to take out the authentic osmanthus treasured by the store, but I don't know why I forgot to let the shopkeeper accidentally knock over yesterday, not to sweep the son's Yaxing, or son, you try something else?"

Long Haotian deliberately glanced at Dou Chang'an, and found that he was closing his eyes to recuperate, and he didn't seem to be drinking, so he waved his hand and said, "That's it, I have to hurry anyway, just serve a pot of good tea and a few side dishes." ”

"Okay!" Xiao Er hurriedly went to prepare tea and side dishes, for fear of neglecting the distinguished guests at this table.

Outside the door, a group of green shirts with swords walked straight into the restaurant, led by a strong bear-like green shirt, and they sat down at a table of eight immortals next to everyone.

Dou Changan seemed to be aware of this and opened his eyes slightly.

After ordering the wine and food, the strong green shirt put the long sword horizontally on the bench, looked around and said, "I don't know if Senior Brother Tong has arrived in Yangzhou City." ”

On the left hand side of the man who was as strong as a bear, an eagle-nosed green shirt frowned and said, "If nothing goes wrong, it should have arrived." ”

The man in the green shirt, who was as strong as a bear, said again: "This trip to the Muru Temple, we will separate the front and back feet from Senior Brother Tong without the master's teaching, will we see the clues in other sects?"

"Then it depends on whether Senior Brother Tong has this ability, so that the other four major sects will believe it. The hawk-nosed man said.

Bai Yun was about to turn his head when he heard the three words of Muru Temple, but Dou Changan gave him a look and signaled him not to make a fuss and show his feet.

Bai Yun had no choice but to silently turn around and continue to eavesdrop on the conversation in Tsing Yi.

This trip to Muru Temple gathered the five giants of the righteous path today, Muru Temple, Jixia Mountain, Qingxuan Sword School, Fuxue Villa, Huayin Gate, which sect is the disciple of this line of sword and green shirt?

At this time, the shopkeeper who had prepared the tea carried the teapot, poured tea for the four of them with a smile, and then trotted back to the kitchen to prepare side dishes.

Dou Changan dipped his fingers in the tea in the cup and wrote four words on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Qingxuan Sword Sect.

Although Bai Yun was slightly stunned, he didn't make any movement after all.

While talking to his fellow disciples, the eagle-nosed man did not forget to pay attention to his surroundings vigilantly, and lowered his voice: "I received a flying pigeon message from the Tianlong Society last night, and asked us to meet in the Hazy Moon Room of the Drunken Flower Pavilion tomorrow night, shall we go or not?"

"Why don't we go, right? Tianlong will be known for being ruthless and insidious, if he sets a trap and serves us in a pot, it will be troublesome. The man in the green shirt, who was as strong as a bear, looked worried, and picked up the teacup and didn't put it down for a long time.

The thin green shirt with a face as white as frost said, "Go." ”

Sitting next to the white-faced green shirt was a young man in a green shirt with beautiful eyebrows, probably the youngest disciple in this line of green shirts, he had not said a word since he sat down, but then he raised his head slightly, and looked at the thin green shirt with a little surprise.

The other three Tsing Yi also set their eyes on the white-faced man at the same time.

The white-faced man pondered for a moment, weighed the pros and cons and said: "On the Fengling ferry of the Muru Temple Meeting, we and the Tianlong Society will each take what they need, and the Tianlong Society will never act rashly, and smart people understand the truth that the lips are cold and the teeth are dead, if we lose a hair of hair, it will be harmful to them." ”

On the table, Dou Chang'an wrote the four words of the Qingxuan Sword Sect with tea, but Bai Yun was like being struck by lightning, as one of the five giants in the world, the Qingxuan Sword Sect was known for its heroic righteousness, and it would secretly collude with the Tianlong Society.

At this time, the shopkeeper who ran back to the back kitchen and was busy walked over again, holding three plates of colorful and fragrant side dishes in each hand, and skillfully pushed them on the table, and all six side dishes were served.

Although this restaurant is not as good as the big inn, but it occupies a good place, the business is booming, and there are only two or three miscellaneous guys in the store, so they are naturally very busy, Xiao Er wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with a towel on his shoulder, and said respectfully: "These are the special dishes of this store, please use them slowly." ”

The shopkeeper strode to the table in the green shirt: "Ladies and gentlemen

I'm sorry, I don't know what to do now, the business is so good, the drinks in the small shop are all sold out, why don't you pour a pot of good tea to quench your thirst?"

The man in Tsing Yi, who was as strong as a bear, slammed the table, and the store was suddenly silent, and dozens of surprised eyes gathered on the man in Tsing Yi at the same time: "I don't know how to say it earlier without alcohol, are you dumb? Let our brothers wait here for a long time, is it deliberately playing us as monkeys?"

The shopkeeper trembled with fright, and hurriedly bowed down to apologize.

The man in the green shirt, who was as strong as a bear, glared at the panicked Xiao Er, and had no idea of messing around, he snorted heavily and then lifted his long sword, and left the restaurant with the rest of the green shirts.

The silent restaurant returned to noisy, some of the guests who had poured wine and were ready to watch the excitement shook their heads in disappointment, while Bai Yun watched the back of the green shirt go away, if it wasn't for Dou Chang'an to suppress the gods, Bai Yun would have rushed up to dig into the bottom and ask clearly.

After the figure of the disciple of the Qingxuan Sword Sect was completely submerged in the sea of people, Dou Changan let go of the hand holding down the gods.

"Senior Dou, why don't you let me ask clearly?"

The middle-aged man took a sip of strong tea and said unhurriedly: "Young man's blood and blood can just make cakes in his ass, but are you really stupid or fake stupid, reckless action will only startle the snake, tomorrow night when you touch the drunken flower building to find out the truth and truth, won't it be clear?"

Probably thinking that what the middle-aged man said was reasonable, Bai Yun calmed down a little, knowing that Shicai was almost ruined, he shook his head and said, "I really didn't expect that the dignified Qingxuan Sword Sect secretly colluded with the Heavenly Dragon Society. ”

The plain-robed boy who had been drinking tea put down the teacup, grabbed the ivory bone fan and said, "I don't think things are so simple. ”

Dou Changan said: "This river and lake, people's hearts are unpredictable. ”

Bai Yun was unreasonable, simply turned his head to look out of the door, and thought of the fortune teller with the surname of Gongsun for no reason, for some reason, the closer he got to Muru Temple, the more he felt that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, and a familiar white-clothed figure outside the restaurant passed by in a flash, and was soon covered by the bustling pedestrians.

The blazing light in Bai Yun's eyes was like a torrent, and he was ecstatic to raise his sword and chase out of the door.

In the vast sea of people, the young man was like a reckless deer running wildly, rummaging through the entire city but could not find the figure that flew by countless times in his heart.

The boy stood in the middle of the crowd dejectedly.

Look through the autumn water.

People came and went, but no one seemed to notice the exhausted teenager.

At first glance, he felt that the woman was like a fairy descending to earth, making people fascinated, he thought that the gods had always been cold by nature, cold as frost and did not eat the fireworks in the world, but he did not know that on Longtou Mountain, she fed him the only elixir jade dew pill to recover his body, and in a battle on the outskirts of Xiangyang, she was seriously injured in order to save him, and almost died.

The boy stood motionless in the street, stunned.

He clenched his fists and shouted hysterically, "Zhang!

The shouts were instantly disturbed by the hustle and bustle of the long street

Engulfed in, some pedestrians stopped slightly, and some cast strange glances.

Only then did he understand what it meant to be a city and a person.

He turned around and dragged his tired body slowly down the street back to the inn, laughing at himself, "How can Yuruo appear in this town? ”

"White clouds. A cold voice was the gentlest voice in the sky, coming from the noisy long street, like green smoke rising and gently brushing the lake.

Bai Yun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned around.

It's like a world away.

At both ends of the crowd, a young man with a sword and a woman dressed in white like snow stared at each other.

The two lines of sight looked at each other through the sea of people, and no one took a step.

The woman dressed in white as snow and ice finally took the first step and walked towards the boy, with each step, the unreachable distance between the mountain and the sea was one step closer, and the hurried pedestrians seemed to be blurring at this moment, and there were only two people left on the long street of Nuoda.

However, the distance of twenty steps is farther than the distance from Jixia to Jiangnan.

The woman in white walked up to the wooden young man and smiled deeply, "Are you calling me?"

(End of chapter)

[Search this site:97]