Chapter 22 The Dragon Gate Inn is in turmoil
A total of more than 20 dark guards walked into the inn, and the person at the head was Gu Yan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The atmosphere in the inn froze for a moment, no one spoke, there was not a single sound, everyone was motionless, like a static painting.
Then with the coquettish laughter of the shopkeeper, everything became vivid again. Xiao Er took the lamp to dispel the haze in the room, and the shopkeeper stepped forward with a smile to greet the guests, but the shopkeeper was still standing behind the counter, but he was no longer like a ghost, and his eyes were no longer glowing with green light.
Gu Yan ignored the proprietress and looked at the old man and asked softly, "It seems that you have seen Your Excellency somewhere?"
The old man chuckled and said: "I am a person from the rivers and lakes, where I don't meet, maybe there is, but most of them are Pingshui meet." ”
Gu Yan was thoughtful and did not speak.
The old man looked at the thin shopkeeper and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, bring me two pots of wine, good Fenjiu, don't mix water, don't give money if the wine is not good." ”
The shopkeeper's tone was a little gloomy, and Mu Ran said: "The shop is small and profitable, and there is no reason to eat for nothing." ”
The shopkeeper hurriedly came over and said: "The guest officer can rest assured that although our store is small, it is a sincere businessman, and we will never do anything that lacks virtue by mixing water in wine." ”
As she spoke, the shopkeeper lifted two medium-sized jars from behind the counter with her hands and feet.
The old man took the wine jar, one in each hand, and then shook his sleeves slightly, and a piece of silver naked flew out of his sleeve, which just landed on the counter in front of the shopkeeper, and swirled drippingly, "This is the room money and the wine money." ”
The shopkeeper quickly put away the silver and smiled.
The old man walked upstairs leisurely with two pots of wine, and sighed unintentionally: "It's hard to get drunk all night, and you can see a golden knife in every inch." It should be a guest from the fairy family outside the mountain, why bother painting a dungeon with a volute?"
The shopkeeper's smiling face stiffened imperceptibly, and the shopkeeper looked at the old man's back with deep eyes.
Not long after the old man went upstairs, the door of the inn was pushed open from the outside again, and an elderly Taoist man in a cyan robe walked into the lobby alone.
Gu Yan's pupils shrank suddenly.
There are seventy-two deacons in the Demon Suppression Palace, and there are also thirty-six deacons, these one hundred and eight people are not commensurate with their original names, take Ye Sin as an example, it is true that he was born in the Ye family, but his real name is not a "sin" word, most of the seventy-two deacons are like this, and the thirty-six deacons are modeled after the Xudu Prefecture, from the first Jizo King to the Ten Palaces of Yama, which is called by this codename.
This time the person who came was the twenty-third rank of the archdeacon, and on top of it were the judge of rewarding good, punishing evil, and judge of yin, and the four of them were called the four great judges.
Whether it is the four major judges or the entire thirty-six archdeacons, they are all real masters of ghosts and immortals, just like the two pots of wine that the old man just took away, without the slightest water.
At this time, there was only one thought left in Gu Yan's mind, didn't Ye Sin lie to me, the hall master of the Demon Suppression Hall really wanted to come to the northwest in person?!
The inspector's gaze scanned around the small inn, paused slightly on the shopkeeper and his wife, and finally rested on Gu Yan's body.
Gu Yan squeezed out an unnatural smile on her charming and natural face, and said stubbornly: "The little woman Gu Yan of the Northwest Secret Guard Mansion has seen the inspector and judge. ”
The inspector spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, "It's a coincidence, I can meet you Xiao Huang minions here, if it were according to the old man's temperament a few years ago, he should have slaughtered all of you and thrown them outside to feed the wolves to vent his hatred." Little girl, don't be in a hurry to deny it, there are some things that we both know, the swords and swords of the big people above, the old man can't understand it, and he doesn't want to understand it, the old man only knows that killing people to pay for their lives is the most straightforward truth in the world. ”
The old man's words can be said to have lifted the fig leaf, pierced the window paper, and left no emotion.
Helplessly, the situation is stronger than people, and this beautiful female secret guard can only dare to be angry but dare not speak.
Upstairs, through the gap in the window, Xu Beiyou and the old man looked at the scene in the lobby.
The old man held the wine jar in one hand, drank it slowly, without taking into account the drugs in the wine that could charm the master of a product, and said softly: "What are the rivers and lakes? Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and beyond the temple are the rivers and lakes. It's not an accident that the dark guards and the people from the Demon Suppression Hall are gathered here this time, maybe there will be some scattered immortal characters who will also have a foothold, if you want to have a three-point foothold in this world, a point of confidence, then you must first go into the rivers and lakes, now you go downstairs, see more and listen more. ”
Xu Beiyou nodded and went downstairs honestly.
He could naturally appreciate the master's good intentions, if it weren't for his Xu Beiyou, an old man who had experienced countless magnificent waves, a master who should have been otherworldly, would care about the rivers and lakes at the bottom?
Just like the goshawk in the sky, he never cares about the infighting between two litters of ants.
Xu Beiyou walked down the stairs into the lobby on the first floor step by step, first looked at the shopkeeper who was smiling like a flower and the shopkeeper who was as thin as a human skin skeleton, and then his eyes swept over the more than twenty secret guards sitting in a corner, and finally fell on the old Taoist nicknamed the inspector and judge, and did not dare to stay too long, and swept away.
The old Taoist raised his eyelids, not caring about the peeping of this little person.
Xu Beiyou found a corner and sat down, and asked Xiao Er for a plate of beef and a bowl of water. It's also funny, under Han Xuan's teaching, Xu Beiyou never drinks alcohol, nor does he love tea, only drinks water.
Xu Beiyou ate a bite of beef, drank a sip of water, and after eating a plate of beef, he just drank the water in the bowl.
At this moment, the door of the small inn was pushed open again, and a man and a woman walked in.
The man is not very old, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, he was born a talent, and a splendid white dress sets him off to the wind of the jade tree, holding an ivory fan and a fracture fan, the most critical point, he and Xu Beiyou are barely half acquaintances, it is the noble son of the imperial capital who hired Xu Beiyou as a guide, Duanmu Yu.
The woman who came with Duanmu Yu was not the woman who rode on the purple dew that day, but a little girl who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with two pigtails tied with a red head rope, dressed in festive red clothes, and a pair of embroidered shoes embroidered with bright red lotus flowers on her feet, like a porcelain doll.
The inspector, who had been half-clasped with his eyes half-closed, opened his eyes sharply after the two entered, and they were full of light.
Gu Yan and the rest of the secret guards had already gotten up from their seats and said respectfully, "I've seen the eldest prince." ”
With a snap, Duanmu Yu unfolded the folding fan in his hand and shook it gently, and the fan pendant carved from mutton fat white jade was dazzling in the dim light.
This noble son with an unspeakable family background finally showed the detached posture he should have, and the humility and courtesy he had in front of the woman that day were like two people.
Rolling yellow sand, Longmen Inn, for a time it was clouds in all directions.