Chapter 1: From the Clouds
Loulan Town is not a small town, just an inn, a very dilapidated inn, and there is only this inn within a radius of 100 miles.
There is yellow sand in front of you, and behind you, the surface of the inn is also solidly paved with a layer of yellow, the desert that is already inaccessible gives the occasional passerby a kind of illusion, there is no inn in front of you, just a slightly undulating sand dune.
"The long yellow sand is really like iron, and the ancient road is melancholy!"
An old man who was nearly half a hundred years old, with shabby clothes, even a few fist-sized holes, a rusty stick, and a mouth kept muttering, walking towards the yellow sand in front of him.
"Uncle Gu, where are you taking me?"
Behind the old man, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy followed unhurriedly, looked at the yellow sand in front of him, and then turned back to find the footprints passing by, and he didn't know when and where they were swept away by the wind.
"Little master, since you know, why do you have to ask me again!"
The young man nodded thoughtfully, stopped talking, shook his body, and followed the old man's footsteps.
In Loulan Town, Li Jun was dressed in white, playing with a feather fan in his hand, sitting at the table, like a fairy coming to the world, not stained with dust, looking at the golden outside the inn, and sighed helplessly.
"If only there was a snowfall!"
Xiao Er, who was wiping the wine jug, heard the words of the boss Li Jun, and seemed to think of something extremely terrible, and the wine jug that was being wiped almost fell off.
Xiao Er didn't know what was going on, as soon as he heard his boss's prophecy, his heart trembled unconsciously, and he remembered that once, the boss sat in that position and said softly, "It would be nice if the west building of the inn was blown by the wind." ”
Xiao Er didn't care, the west building is the most solid place in the whole inn, but when he got up the next day, he found that the west building of the inn was empty, where was there any west building, and I don't know where it was hung by the wind.
"No one speaks, it's so uncomfortable, and I don't know when the master will come back!"
muttered a sentence in his mouth, as if he was considering, whether this inn should be sold, the staff outside the town two hundred miles ago had mentioned it to himself, but it was not possible to think about it, if he wanted to sell it, he had to come to my town inn to discuss it a few times, and maybe he could knock him a few times.
Just as Li Jun was pondering, he suddenly saw two figures looming a few miles ahead, blinked vigorously, for fear that it was an illusion, and couldn't help but rub it, making sure that it was walking in his direction, stretched out his arms, and said lazily: "It's business!"
Although this sound was lazy, but in Xiao Er's ears, it was like a thunderous explosion, and he hurriedly put down the wine jug in his hand and ran to the door of the inn, ready to greet the guests at any time.
Not long after, an old man and a young man, two figures came to the door of the inn, and they were the two uncles.
"Uncle Gu, it's so broken, there is no ...... our king"
The young man said, as if he realized something, and then closed his mouth tightly, touched the colored short stick on his waist, looked at the old man in front of him dodgingly, shrank his head, and unconsciously lowered it. After feeling that the old man did not mean to scold him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
In the inn, Li Jun raised his eyebrows, his face was a little unsightly, he looked around, and pouted, well, it seems that he did say the same thing as that kid!
"Two guest officers, the tip is still ......"
Li Jun didn't overdo it, poured the wine full, and raised his head to drink.
Xiao Er was also stunned.
The two people in front of him were dressed Xiao Er unconsciously pouted, the old man was all over his body, and there were no valuable ornaments, and even the clothes had a few fist-sized holes, and even looked very embarrassed, the young man was slightly better, dressed in purple, but it was still a little clean, the only thing that made Xiao Er feel that the two of them were customers was that the young man had a colorful stick inserted in his waist at random, well, it should be worth some money.
"Little Er, a guest room, now have two bowls of noodles and a pot of Du Kang. ”
Uncle Gu clicked on the cane twice, and a hoarse voice came out, but he still didn't look up, the corner of his eye scanned the surroundings of the inn, and when he saw Li Jun who was drinking, the corners of his mouth were unknown, so he found a vacant seat and sat down by himself.
The feather fan in Li Jun's hand almost fell.
"Two of you, just one room, there's only one bed in it!"
Xiao Er is a little confused, two big men, just one room!
"Yes, hurry up and prepare, I'm already hungry!"
The boy was a little impatient, if there was not an accident on the way, how could it be......
"Uh, two, we both pay first and then serve, so you need to ......"
Xiao Er said, glancing at the corner of his eye, but only saw Li Jun's back, and saw that the boss was already pouring wine at some point, and he didn't care about his own meaning at all, so in desperation, he could only speak hard.
"How many copper plates?"
Xiao Er eased his mood slightly: "There are twenty copper plates in the store, eight copper plates for two bowls of noodles, and seven copper plates for Du Kang." ”
The young man in purple was stunned: "How come?" We passed by the last inn, and there were only 12 copper plates in the hotel, and there were only five copper plates for two bowls of noodles, and Du Kang was only four. ”
Xiao Er's face suddenly straightened, and he said in a deep voice: "The guest officer came out of this inn, and walked fifty miles to the north, and Du Kang with four copper plates was there!"
The purple-clothed young man's face was a little unbearable, he hung his head, hesitated to take out thirty-five copper plates in his arms, and reluctantly handed them over.
quickly put away the copper plate, Xiao Er did not delay, turned around and walked to the back kitchen.
Li Jun looked at the desert outside, fanned the feather fan, rubbed his eyes, and said helplessly: "It seems that there is no peace again!"
"Uncle Gu, this dilapidated inn is dirty and messy, and it is still pitted, when I come back, I must demolish this inn!"
The young man's anger did not subside, and he let out cruel words, looking at Uncle Gu, but his voice became smaller and smaller.
"When you come back, you won't be able to demolish this inn!"
Uncle Gu finally spoke, but he was still hoarse and ugly.
"How so?"
The young man was a little surprised, he knew the ability of Uncle Gu in front of him, he used to be one enemy of a thousand, and as soon as the magic stick came out, he drank back a thousand enemy troops.
"Look at the boy on the left, I can't beat him!"
Uncle Gu said lightly, his fingers lightly tapped on the tabletop, memories shuttled and intertwined, and a figure passed in the depths of his eyes.
"Ahh......h
The young man was even more shocked, and he didn't dare to want to demolish the inn anymore, even the wine glass in his hand was shaking, and the wine was tumbling, almost overflowing.
He can't be the boss here!
I don't think I offended him!
Don't look at him, I don't look at him anymore!
The young man thought silently, quite apprehensive in his heart, because he saw that Li Jun was walking in their direction.
"You two are from the clouds, huh?"