The wild fox in the north controls the desert, and the south chokes the swallow and looks at the Central Plains.

Zhangjia slogan called the first capital in western Beijing, six rivers and two waters, has always been a place for soldiers, but also is also a stuffy fur and cattle and sheep distribution center, there is a prosperity in the north.

Longmen Inn is the head inn in Zhangbei area, standing in the fortress for hundreds of years, suffering from countless bloody rain and bloody winds, the country has changed the dynasty and it is still there, after several generations of repair and expansion, Longmen Inn now covers an area of more than ten acres, four courtyards before and after, three rows of big houses, the houses are two-storey attics, the first row for travelers to eat and sharpen, the back two rows of houses for accommodation, the last yard to do stables.

The sun was in the west, and the King of Kunlun and his entourage arrived at the Longmen Inn, when people were sleepy and tired, and they had to eat and drink first after entering the hospital.

The guys are complimentary, and they are busy with the brushes, leading the horses, and arranging the rooms.

No one noticed that in the courtyard of the second row, a gray-faced guy at the door of the firewood room was staring at every guest who came in.

This guy is Zhang San.

The prince stays, for the Longmen Inn is also a big deal, the shopkeeper has experience, these dignitaries and nobles travel, often have many female dependents, and are extremely picky, the north of Beijing is windy and sandy, and there are a lot of baths.

Therefore, two boiling water men were recruited temporarily, and Zhang San was already full when he signed up, but the steward saw that Zhang San was young and nimble, so he actually kicked out one and was admitted exceptionally.

Zhang San changed into a handyman's clothes, and made some charcoal ash to paste his face, most people who are not very familiar with him can't recognize him.

By holding firewood back and forth, Zhang San looked for the traces of his master Wu Liang among the people in the palace.

Zhang San was taken aback, and the moment he saw Wu Liang, he almost dropped the firewood in his arms to the ground.

Wu Liang's appearance was a little embarrassed, he was escorted by two guards, his hair was scattered, like a prisoner who had just been raised in the prison, he was almost handcuffed and shackled, in front of Wu Liang was the captain of the guard of the King of Kunlun, Zhang San had seen it in the hunting ground in the western suburbs before, and he was a little impressed.

Behind Wu Liang was Tang Jingtian, the young head of the Tianshan faction, who glanced around Wu Liang intentionally or unintentionally, obviously taking care of him.

It stands to reason that without the pilgrimage, the characters in the rivers and lakes will have nothing to do with the palace when they go back to their homes, and according to the current situation, the Tianshan faction is obviously already one with the Kunlun Palace, and it is no longer limited to the previous superficial relationship.

Thinking of the previous recruitment of the king of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Zhang San quickly figured out the key to it, most likely the king of Kunlun also had some ill intentions and won over the support of the Tianshan faction.

Behind Tang Jingtian, there are Wu Qiongyao and the Glacier Heavenly Maiden, Wu Qiongyao's appearance has not changed, and the Glacier Heavenly Maiden is still wearing a veil all the time, but she is a little worried.

Behind the two women were more than a dozen guards, and their uniforms were embroidered with the word "Kunlun", which seemed to be the king's own soldiers.

These people are the forwards, and then the one who entered the courtyard was the majestic King Kunlun, with a very loud voice, and the whole courtyard could hear it as soon as he spoke.

Behind the subordinates was a row of guards, and after the guards were Tang Xiaolan and a few disciples of the Tianshan Sect, who seemed to have been detained.

This group of people is in their early 100s, and arranging the room is a big job, but fortunately, there is already a fast horse in front of the news, and the inn is ready.

Others Zhang San didn't care, just stared at which room his master entered.

The third room downstairs in the second row, according to the inn, is the third room of the ground word, but the guard is really strict enough, the house followed up by two guards, and there were two standing outside, Tang Jingtian's room is on the main floor of this room, and you can feel it when there is wind and grass.

Coupled with Tang Jingtian's eyes before, Zhang San can basically determine now that Tang Jingtian has definitely obeyed the orders of the palace, and is now responsible for guarding Wu Liang.

After a long quarrel, everyone entered the room, and the courtyard was quieter, but the prince said that he was too tired, so he didn't eat in the front yard, and the wine and food were delivered to their respective rooms.

Now the guys are even busier, the banquet of flowing water is sent up, this room wants this for a while, and that room wants that for a while, and they are busy with their feet not touching the ground.

The firewood room is also busy, four cauldrons, Zhang San is responsible for filling the fire under the stove one by one, if the firewood is not enough, go to the door to pick up firewood, no need to split, it is ready-made, this work is not tired.

The other guy was to fill the water, teapot, basin, and bath bucket and carry it to the door.

In addition to the two of them, there are three who specialize in delivering water, and the beaten water is delivered from room to room, and they are staring at this trip and that trip.

After the meal, it was already dark, and thirty-two large lanterns were lit in the courtyard, four courtyards, eight in a row, not to mention that it was as bright as day, and the people of the palace slept in two rows of houses, but there were all guards in four courtyards, and four in one courtyard.

This kind of prevention is definitely out of the reach of ordinary thieves, plus the head of the Tianshan Mountains is here, even if it is a green forest hero or a demon cult bandit, if you want to make waves, you have to weigh it first.

However, Zhang San is not an ordinary thief, nor is he a good man in the green forest, he has made up his mind to save the master, so he has been calculating, every time he holds firewood, he will hold such a small handful, and hurry to get it after filling it up, in order to monitor the movement in the yard.

"You take a few more, so you are not afraid of dying of exhaustion, but you are really stupid, no wonder you came here to be a man. The old guy who was working with him to get water muttered.

Zhang San didn't pay attention to listening at all, he nodded, and as soon as he saw the captain of the guard of the King of Kunlun enter the third room, his heart was raised.

Fortunately, after a while, the captain of the guard came out, and he didn't hear any sound of torture, and his heart was a little calm.

Looking at the old guy who was still muttering about his stupidity, Zhang San smiled and said, "Brother, if you don't do me a favor, I'll add some water, you burn, I found that I was a little bad at serving this fire." ”

The old guy glanced at Zhang San, and three words popped out of his mouth, "Learn a little!"

After saying that, he went to pick up firewood, and after two trips, it was a pile, and it seemed that it could burn for at least two quarters of an hour, and then he saw the old man sitting firmly in the middle of the four stoves, picking up the wooden petals around him and throwing them into the stove pit one by one like darts, so uncomfortable.

Seeing Zhang San's face surprised, the old guy looked proud, as if to say, "Just ask if you accept it?"

Zhang San stretched out an admiring thumbs up with his left hand, and gently shook a large teapot with his right hand, the teapot had four small characters on it, "No. 3", just Zhang San had already placed the exclusive sweat medicine of the thief, and shook it well at the moment, and the guards waited for it to just drink it, and they would definitely put it down when they drank it.

Delivering the teapot to the door, the guy who delivered the water ran away, and Zhang San's heart also followed the kettle, silently thinking in his heart that there would be no accidents.

The world is wonderful, as people often say, what are you afraid of, Zhang San is afraid of accidents, afraid of accidents, and soon heard Tang Jingtian's voice say: "Water is sent here first!" and then the sound of the guy going upstairs.

Zhang San couldn't chase out the door to see, others were still waiting for water, so they could only scold in their hearts and then fetch water.

If you can't make a plan, you have to make another plan, Zhang San's mind is turning, and the idea is on the head of the guy who delivers the water again.

"Brother, do you want to rest for a while after running for so long, let's change, and I'll help you send a few trips." Zhang San asked, carrying the wooden bucket and moving over the shoulders of a guy waiting for water.

When the guy turned around, both of them were stunned.

Everyone was dirty, and Zhang San didn't pay much attention to what that guy looked like before, just like that guy didn't look at Zhang San much.

At this moment, they looked at each other at close range, it turned out to be an acquaintance, this guy was actually a woman in red on horseback who he met in front of Baoding Mansion, but he changed into men's clothes at this moment.

If you don't know Zhang San from a distance, Zhang San and the woman were the ones they saw when the two horses were pedaling by mistake, and the distance was very close, just like at this moment, so Zhang San recognized it at once, and the woman also recognized Zhang San.

"No, I don't. The woman said coldly in a hoarse voice.

Such a peerless beauty ran to the inn to be a husband, and she didn't believe it if she killed Zhang San, no need to ask, she must be the same as Zhang San, and she has other plans.

"This mountain looks at that mountain high, and nothing can be done. The old man who boiled the water glanced at Zhang San with disdain, and Zhang San could only smile bitterly.

The woman carried the barrel and left, Zhang San continued to fetch water, lobbying the next guy to deliver water, this guy was running with sore legs, and when he heard Zhang San say that he wanted to change it, he couldn't ask for it, so he immediately agreed.