For the next two days, Feng Qingyun spent the next two days with Ah Gunu squeezing on the back of Lightning.

There were several opportunities on the way, Feng Qingyun couldn't help but want to sneak attack Ah Gunu, but the poisonous mother-in-law actually ran faster than a donkey with her weird light skills, and she was tightly guarded three feet in front of Ah Gunu all the way, which made Feng Qingyun very jealous and didn't dare to easily reveal her killing intentions.

Since he couldn't find a chance to make a move, Feng Qingyun could only brag all the way, and found a lot of game barbecue along the way to please the greedy Agunu.

Gradually, Ah Gunu's vigilance against him relaxed a lot, and he even wanted to bring this clever little Taoist priest back to Miaojiang to serve him

For two days, the poisonous mother-in-law and Ah Gunu kept a high level of vigilance, except for stopping to eat and drink, they were almost non-stop on the road.

Finally, in the early morning of the third day, we arrived at the only town at the junction of Lingnan and Miaojiang: Luoxia Town.

It is said to be a town, but in fact there are only some broken low walls around it, and the fang market in the town is very lively, and there is an endless stream of vendors coming and going, and it is strange that the city lord does not see any officers and soldiers patrolling.

Although this Luoxia Town is a small city in the Shenwu Dynasty, but because of its remote location and very sensitive location, in addition to the caravans that come and go, few residents live here.

Therefore, the government did not even set up a county office, and over time, the merchants in this town began to manage this place spontaneously.

Up to now, Luoxia Town has completely relied on the Miao people and several large chambers of commerce in the Central Plains to maintain law and order, and most of the shops and industries in the town are also run by these chambers of commerce themselves.

The three of them entered the town, passed through the noisy flow of people, and Feng Qingyun was dragged into the largest restaurant in the town: Luoxia Inn.

Walk into the store and take a look, the hall is not only sitting Han dressed businessmen, there are actually a lot of Miao businessmen, these two groups of guests are in the south and the north of each other, naturally the restaurant is divided into two, the glass of wine talks, but also does not affect each other seems very harmonious.

As soon as Agunu put her ripe peach on the stool, she slapped the table and shouted:

"Little Er, what good wine and good food, hurry up!"

After a while, a table of wine and food was served, of course, this remote town can't make any delicacies from the mountains and seas, stir-fried wild vegetables, braised beef, shredded radish, steamed potatoes, and a pot of fragrant rice, all of which are full meals.

After only a few bites, he stumbled his mouth, spit it out, slapped his chopsticks, and said angrily:

"What kind of food is this, it's unpalatable, and your craftsmanship is far worse than that of the little Taoist. ”

It's no wonder that along the way, Feng Qingyun took care of Akunu's three meals a day, what spicy grilled river fish, wild egg fried rice, wild boar fresh bamboo shoot soup, etc., fully demonstrated the exquisite cooking skills of the self-cooking otaku in his previous life, and raised Akunu's mouth.

Now the ordinary craftsmanship of this small shop in the township can still be eaten.

"Miss Agunu, it's so polite, it's my great blessing that the little Taoist can cook for such a beautiful goddess as you. ”

Hearing this, Feng Qingyun nodded and replied while pouring tea for Ah Gunu.

"Even if you are sensible, I don't think you will go to your seniors, when I kill that little slut of Duolan, you will go back to Miao Jiang with me to be a cook, and serve me in the future, and I will marry you two Miao girls as daughters-in-law when I go back, okay?"

Hearing Feng Qingyun's sycophancy, Ah Gunu's expression was arrogant and proud, and he asked with a smile on his face.

Feng Qingyun pretended to hesitate, the expression on his face was a little expectant and a little embarrassed, and he said:

"This is a good thing, I'm afraid that my elders will not agree..."

"Hahaha, the little Taoist priest thinks about good things. ”

Seeing Feng Qingyun's appearance, Ah Gunu couldn't help but laugh at him a few words, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was very cheerful for a while.

Looking at Ah Gunu's coquettish and smug smile, Feng Qingyun scolded in his heart, old ugly girl, you can laugh, you still want to harm my Duolan girl, wait for the master to find an opportunity, I will kill you first.

As he spoke, Feng Qingyun caught a glimpse of five people from the rivers and lakes who walked into the inn and sat on the table at the other end of the hall.

"Haha, this opportunity actually came. ”

Feng Qingyun was secretly happy in his heart, because these people were very familiar.

Chen Jiansheng, who has a white face and long hair, Li Meng, a black-faced man, and Wu Qinghou, who has short hair and a capable man, Feng Qingyun looked at it at a glance, these are all defeated generals under his own hands.

The next moment, Feng Qingyun couldn't help but wonder, why did these three people travel together again, could it be that they were friends in private.

Looking behind the three of them, there were two older men accompanying them, one of whom was in his early twenties, and he was also a monk from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple who he had seen in the Grand View Garden before.

The other is a fresh face, this person looks thirty years away, wearing a cyan Confucian robe, with a mustache, a pair of triangular eyes, if it weren't for the long sword in his hand, showing his identity as a swordsman, just looking more like a mean teacher.

Feng Qingyun quietly gathered the internal force between his ears, his eardrums trembled slightly, and his hearing suddenly soared, and he could hear the conversation between the few of them clearly.

"Come on, come on, I've been on the road for a few days, and my mouth has faded out of the bird! Today, I, Li Meng, am the east, and everyone is not drunk and will not return, hahaha. ”

"Brother Li Meng is bold, the little monk thanked him first, my family treats my junior brother lightly, although he is a lay disciple who does not need to be drunk, but his internal injuries have not healed, it is better not to drink. ”

"Li Meng, you fool, this trip is paid a lot of money by Fawang Temple, please join forces with your two caravans, go to Miaojiang to find the precious intermittent grass, this thing is the key to treating Brother Hou's meridian injury, the caravan will set off at three o'clock in the afternoon, you don't want to drink and miss the business." ”

That Chen Jiansheng was still as arrogant as ever, with a cold and stinky face, but the meaning of his words made Feng Qingyun understand why their two families came together.

"Hahaha, Brother Chen is right, I'll drink less. That intermittent grass is a purple-grade precious elixir, which has the miraculous effect of healing the broken meridians of martial artists, and my Black Wind Gate's medicine collection caravan has also been coveted for a long time. It's a pity that the intermittent grass grows in the most dangerous depths of Miaojiang, and there are not many caravan masters in my Black Wind Gate, and I never dare to go deep into those few Jedi.

Fortunately, today, there is Xue Jianping, one of the four famous swords in Lingnan, and the monk master of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and there are two great masters in the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm. ”

Although Li Meng is a simple person, he admires the master who is stronger than himself the most, and smiled awkwardly, but his words are very respectful.

"Chen Shaoxia praised falsely, the bhikshu on behalf of the people of the Fawang Temple, thank you for the high righteousness of Heifengmen, Chen Shaoxia and Xue Daxia, if you can get intermittent grass and heal Wu Qinghou's injuries in Miaojiang, it can be regarded as my bhikshu owing you a favor. ”

The bhikshu Zen master clasped his hands together, glanced at the pale and sickly Wu Qinghou beside him, bowed politely to everyone, and said.

When Nawu saw the senior brother of the monk bowing, he also hurriedly got up, bowed to everyone, lowered his arrogant head, his face was quite ashamed, and he thanked him bluntly.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought about it.

Standing up, he pretended to be surprised and patted the table, pointed in the direction of Wu Qinghou's table, and said to Agunu:

"It's such a coincidence that I met an acquaintance from my hometown.

Miss Agunu, I'm going to say hello, so that he can bring me a message back to the master, and say that I won't go back in the future, and I will go back to Miaojiang with you to marry a daughter-in-law. ”