Chapter 9 Fortune Inn

Qin Fei'er woke up in the evening, and when she got up, she saw that the two girls on the ground were still sleeping with their mouths open.

Qin Fei'er kicked her two legs and shouted: "Get up! I'm going to sleep to death! Why don't you go get me face wash!"

Madame Qin rolled over from the bed.

"Mom, you can sleep again!" Qin Fei'er said.

"I didn't fall asleep, I just didn't want to get up, and I felt pain all over my body. She said.

"Then you lie down for a while, I'll go to see if Brother Mo is up, and you can come down after I order a meal." ”

"I slept after eating in the morning, and I still feel that my chest is very stoney, I don't eat, you can eat." ”

"That's good!"

At this time, the two little girls also brought hot water and served her to finish grooming. Walking out of the guest room together, Qin Fei'er went next door to see Moyu first-the quilt was overturned there, but the person was not there.

I had to go downstairs, and the downstairs was full of guests, and it was time to eat.

Qin Fei'er swept around with her eyes, but didn't see Mo Yu.

"Where will it go?" Qin Fei'er muttered in her heart, "It can't be that in the morning, I said that there was an accomplice seeking revenge to scare him away, right?" Thinking of this, Qin Fei'er laughed herself.

"Brother Mo must look good when he escapes, but it is impossible, he has such a strong martial arts. She decided to take a look out into the streets.

So he said to the two little girls: "Caixia went upstairs to guard his wife, Caiyun is waiting here, as long as there is a vacant table, hurry up and take the place first." ”

"Yes!"

After the explanation, I walked on the street, and the lights on the street were just on, although it was just a small town, because it was close to Lin'an, it was also very lively.

The one in front of me who is slender and personable, looking east and west, is not Mo Yu!

Qin Fei'er happily crept up and was about to pat him on the head to startle him.

Before her hand touched Mo Yu's hair, Mo Yu had already grabbed Qin Fei'er's wrist with her left hand backhand, and when she pulled it, Qin Fei'er stumbled forward, and then Mo Yu's right hand had already swung it.

"Brother Mo, it's me!" Qin Fei'er screamed.

Seeing that it was Qin Fei'er, Mo Yu forcibly transferred the palm power that was about to fall on Qin Fei'er to the ground, and the stone bricks on the ground suddenly cracked into two.

Qin Fei'er touched his wrist, which was pinched by Mo Yu, and said aggrievedly: "Why are you using so much force, people just want to joke with you." ”

"I always feel like someone is following me. Mo Yu lowered his voice and said, "From the morning when we went to the inn until the evening, I left the inn." I just deliberately went out for a walk, trying to lure him out, but he was very cunning and not fooled. ”

Qin Fei'er heard someone following, and grabbed Mo Yu's arm nervously: "Then what should I do?"

"He's not afraid to come, but it's just upsetting that he hides his head and tail like this. Forget it, go back to the inn first. ”

The two returned to the inn, where Caiyun was sitting at the table, anxiously stretching her neck to look out.

Seeing the two of them come in, he said happily, "Miss, you are finally back." If I don't come again, Xiao Er will tell me to get out of the way and wait for other guests to sit. ”

Qin Fei'er's apricot eyes glared: "Which junior said it?"

Caiyun pointed to a shopkeeper who was walking over with a plate.

Qin Fei'er reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the shopkeeper, and as soon as he pressed hard, he couldn't stop rushing to the table.

"May I ask what the young lady commands?" the shopkeeper hurriedly said with a smiling face.

"Did you bastard tell my girl to get out of the way and let the other guests sit?" Qin Fei'er asked.

"I think your people haven't arrived yet, so let the other guests eat first, there are too many guests waiting. The shopkeeper smiled bitterly.

"Fuck you! Doesn't Miss Ben pay you?" Qin Fei'er slapped the shopkeeper and staggered forward, and the plate in his hand flew out.

I saw Mo Yu inserting diagonally in a sitting position, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he caught the plate, and the dishes on the plate were not spilled.

"Good!" "Good Kung Fu!"

Mo Yulu's kung fu won a lot of applause.

Mo Yu handed the plate to the stunned shopkeeper and said, "It's okay, you go get busy!"

"Thank you, Childe! Thank you, Childe!"

The shopkeeper here is still bowing his head and bowing his waist to accompany Qin Fei'er.

Mo Yu said to Qin Fei'er: "Forget it, it's not a big deal." He looked at Caiyun again and said, "It's all your mouth." ”

Caiyun looked aggrieved, but he didn't dare to speak.

Qin Fei'er really listened to Mo Yu's words, sat down and ordered, and stopped making noise.

"Brother Mo, are you drinking?" Qin Fei'er asked.

"Drink, do men still smell manly if they don't drink?" Mo Yu laughed.

"Then I'll give you a pot of three catties. ”

"It's too much, just a pound, it's not a man if you don't drink, but it's not a man if you're drunk. ”

"Brother Mo, you are so interesting, you know a lot when you are not old. Qin Fei'er said with a smile.

"My eldest brother said it, I didn't say it!" Mo Yu laughed.

The two of them just talked and laughed, and they didn't notice that there were people sitting at a table in the corner, old and young, men and women, monks and Taoists, led by a thin middle-aged man, who had been staring at them coldly.

The dish is coming. Qin Fei'er said to Caiyun: "You take two dishes upstairs to the room and eat with Caixia." ”

"Yes, Miss!"

The shopkeeper was coming out with the wine Qin Fei'er wanted, and someone at the table in the corner shouted, "Little Er!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly trotted over and asked, "What do you have to do with the guest officer?"

Then the man at the head asked, "Are you taking our wine?"

"No, it's the 'daughter red' that the girl over there wants, you don't want wine?"

"Let me smell this wine, okay?" said one of the old men, who took the flask from the second-hand child, tore off the stopper, fanned the spout of the pot with his hand, and said repeatedly: "Not good!

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "The guest officer is really joking, how can there be wine that is not intoxicating?"

After speaking, he took the wine jug and stuffed it and brought it to Qin Fei'er.

Qin Fei'er poured a large glass for Mo Yuman.

Mo Yu took a sip and praised: "Good wine!"

"This is Jiangnan's 'daughter red', although I don't know about wine, but this wine is quite famous. ”

"My eldest brother said that you should drink wine slowly in order to taste it, and the better the wine, the more you must taste it. He took a sip slowly.

The two of them chatted and ate, Mo Yu really drank slowly, and it took a drink for a long time.

By this time, most of the guests had already gotten up and left. Only the table in the corner was left that neither drank nor left. Only one of the women stood up and walked upstairs.

"Ahh

Qin Fei'er was taken aback, stood up and was about to rush upstairs.

Who knew that the rest of the people in the corner had already gathered around, and the man at the head shouted: "Yesterday in the Yellow Sand Valley let you and others escape, and killed my three brothers, see where you are fleeing today?"

On the stairs, the woman grabbed Mrs. Qin's neck with one hand and dragged her downstairs.

The wine glass in Mo Yu's hand had already come out of her hand, and before the woman could react, the wine glass had already smashed on her head.

It is said that with this throw of Mo Yu, the woman will be seriously injured if she does not die.

But for some reason, the woman did not fall down, although her head was dripping with blood.

Qin Fei'er was surrounded by a monk and a teenager in the middle.

The young man shouted, "Little slut, return my father's life." ”

Qin Fei'er said: "Which prince is your father? Miss Ben doesn't know." ”

"My dad is 'Sai Zhang Fei' Zhang Feng!"

"It turned out to be that ugly monster with a bigger temper than his ability!"

The boy was furious and pounced on him with a short knife.

The monk is together, one is using a long sword, and the other is using Buddha dust.

Although Qin Fei'er's palm technique is exquisite, he is extremely difficult to fight with one enemy and three enemies, and several dangers are full of dangers.

Seeing that the old Buddha dust swept towards Qin Fei'er's wrist, Mo Yu hurriedly rushed to the rescue.

Usually his length is at least five or six feet. How to only take one step out today.

And Qin Fei'er's wrist has been swept out of several blood marks by Buddha dust. She cried out in pain.

I saw an old man smile sadly: "Little brother, is the 'daughter red' with the addition of 'Soul Splitting' delicious?"

Poisoned! Moyu's surprise is not trivial. "Since you want to force me to kill me, Young Master Ben will not show mercy!"

With a "choking" sound, Moyu's long sword was unsheathed.

Everyone saw a flash of the sword, and the old Tao hadn't seen how the sword was stabbed, and his neck was already gurgling with blood.

The monk also made a sword, but his sword was not called a sword in front of Moyu, but only scrap iron.

The monk fell. He still holds scrap metal in his hand. Left chest sword. With this sword, Mo Yu went straight to the heart.

Mo Yu knows that tonight is more auspicious and less auspicious, so when he makes a move, he must kill people and leave no room for the other party.

"This little thief is so good that he has been poisoned, all the brothers go up together and kill him!" shouted the lean man at the head.

Who in these gang didn't want to kill Mo Yu, but no one was afraid of the long sword in his hand and didn't dare to step forward.

"It turns out that Uncle Zhuge died under your sword, and he will pay for it with his life!" the young man swung his sword and pounced. It is the newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers!

When everyone saw that the young man did not care about life or death, they all hurried to help.

Seeing people of his age coming to find death, Mo Yu suddenly couldn't do it, although he knew that being merciful to the enemy at this time was cruel to himself, but he still couldn't do it.

He took the sword style and replaced it with his left palm and slapped it at the young man's jade pillow point.

But he forgot that he had been poisoned, that he had only swatted a dead fly, and that there were four more people who pounced on him.

It was a moment of hesitation, and Mo Yu's back of the head had already been hit by a heavy palm, and at the same time, several long and short swords beckoned towards him.

Mo Yu felt like he was falling into an infinite abyss, and his eyes were getting darker and darker. I only heard a voice drinking: "Bring the antidote!" and I didn't know anything!

Preview of the next section: Chapter 10: The Tears of a Woman