Bora Inn, shopkeeper Zhou Baolai is a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a mustache and small eyes, but the whole person exudes a shrewdness.

"Guest officer, but you want to stay in the hotel?"

Zhou Baolai saw someone coming in, and hurriedly walked out of the counter to greet the guests.

"Is there still a room?"

"There are two middle rooms and one upper room, I don't know if the guest officer wants to ......?"

The shopkeeper dragged a long note, and then looked at the guests who came in.

"A medium room is all you need, and then you can have some food. ”

It was Qin Ling who had just arrived in Panfeng Town, it was not too late, he always had to find a place to rest for a while, Qin Ling patted a small piece of silver on the table in the inn hall, and then casually found a table and sat down, putting the iron sword aside.

"Guest...... Sir...... This ......"

The shopkeeper did not go to prepare to eat, but stood in place and was ready to say something, but he couldn't say clearly, and his face turned red.

"But what's wrong?"

Although Qin Ling, who was sitting on the stool, had his back to the shopkeeper, he could still feel the movement behind him, and he was a little puzzled, so he turned around and asked.

"Don't hide it from you, the guest officer, there is really no food here, and you have to run some big restaurants to eat. ”

"Huh? Why is that?"

Qin Ling was a little puzzled, why didn't the inn provide food, no wonder the shopkeeper only mentioned the store when he first came in, but not the top.

"The two young people in the store went home to visit relatives a month ago, but they didn't expect to come back, and they didn't know what happened. ”

The shopkeeper's Qiang explained with a smile, as if he had thought of something, and said mysteriously in front of Qin Ling.

"Panfeng Valley, I don't know if the guest officer knows?"

"I heard that there seems to be a colorful tiger?" Qin Ling touched his chin and asked.

"Yes, I hurt a lot of people in the town, and the little two family in the store are in a village at the end of Panfeng Town, I don't dare to ask!"

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed, and it seemed that he was also afraid of the big tiger that hurt the names of many people.

After a moment of silence, the little two in the store went home two months ago, and then disappeared, two months for so long, this big tiger is still safe and sound for so long, and the senior brothers in the Iron Sword Gate should also have someone to take over this task, but it still hasn't been solved, originally I was going to solve this big tiger by the way, earn a little contribution points, and now it seems that things are not as simple as they seem.

"Prepare a room for me first, and I'll go out and get some food. ”

After saying a word to the shopkeeper, he grabbed the iron sword on the side, got up and walked out the door and left the inn.

Although the town is not big, there are a lot of shops, all kinds of organs, but there are fewer open at night, only a few taverns and inns, as for the Qinglou gambling house, there is no place in the town, most of the people in the town are poor, if there are these shops, it is estimated that they will not be able to open, the town is a total of a few miles, according to Qin Ling's footsteps, it will not take long to walk from this end of the town to that end.

Standing on the street, blocked by the eaves, looking around left and right, bending his knees and bounced, the whole person was ejected, and landed on the roof of a one-story earthen house on the left, and looked around, and there was a small building not far away that was still brightly lit.

Swept in that direction, and when I was about to arrive, I saw the door of the first floor of this restaurant wide open, and stepped on the sharp corner of the eaves and fell to the first floor.

"Bafang Restaurant...... Why?"

Qin Ling glanced at the name of the restaurant.

At the door, there was a man dressed in a gray and white cloth shirt, a light cyan cloth hat, and a white cloth towel on his shoulder.

The shopkeeper's eyes were very sharp, and he was smart, and before Qin Ling fell to the ground, he walked in the direction of Qin Ling with a smile on his face, one hand towards Qin Ling, and the other hand towards the door of the restaurant.

The shopkeeper should have seen such a situation often, and he was not surprised to see Qin Ling falling from the eaves.

"Guest officer, please inside~"

"Well, good. ”

Just as Qin Ling walked towards the restaurant with Xiao Er, just as one foot stepped over the door, a childish voice came from behind him.

"Brother Shi, when will you accompany me to find A-Niang!"

Qin Ling looked sideways, and saw a little girl in a big red jacket hugging the calf of the shopkeeper who had just greeted him, the clothes on her body were slightly patched, and the little girl was five or six years old, and her face was attached to the shopkeeper's clothes.

"Jiu'er, my brother will accompany you to find A-Niang later, my brother is very busy now, okay?"

"That's... Then brother will be busy first. The little girl looked up and thought about it, looking a little disappointed.

The shopkeeper leaned down slightly, touched the little girl's two braids, the little girl raised her head and looked at the shopkeeper, she looked very sensible, and then let go of the hand holding the shopkeeper's calf.

The shopkeeper probably realized that there were still guests entertaining, so he raised his head and smiled at Qin Ling embarrassedly.

"Guest officer, please come in first, I'm sorry......"

"No problem. Qin Ling looked at the shopkeeper and the little girl and said.

The little girl also looked at Qin Ling with the shopkeeper's gaze, looking at each other, the little girl was timid, and hurriedly hid behind the shopkeeper, and then cautiously showed half of her face to look at Qin Ling.

Qin Ling saw that this little girl's series of actions were really cute, and he no longer kept a straight face, smiled at the little girl, and then walked into the store.

After entering, the first floor inside is very spacious, with eight square tables, facing the main entrance is a counter, standing a delicate young man dressed as a scholar, looking directly at the counter, holding a brush, recording something, and an abacus in front of him.

"Guest officer, the first floor is the hall, and the second floor is the wing, do you want to go?"

"Let's go to the wing!"

"Okay!"

After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper led Qin Ling to the second floor, there were three wings on the second floor where the lights were on, the door was covered, and the one by the stairs had a loud voice coming from inside, mixed with the sound of wine glasses clashing, it seemed very noisy, as for what was said, it was not clear what to say, and the other two wings were empty, and the door was wide open.

"That's it,"

Qin Ling pointed to the wing room a little farther away, this wing room was close to the innermost and relatively quiet, he had been cultivating in the Iron Sword Gate for several years, and he still hated the environment that was too noisy.

The shopkeeper walked in first, took off the rag on his shoulder, wiped the table and stool, and then lit the oil lamp on the table.

"What do you eat, guest officer, we have side dishes and wine and meat here, but this donkey meat is a special ...... here. ”

Seeing that the shopkeeper began to take the trouble to recommend dishes, Qin Ling interrupted the shopkeeper.

"Serve three or four dishes, just hurry up. ”

"Okay, guest officer, please wait a minute. ”

The shopkeeper pushed open the door and walked out, and then closed the door lightly.

Qin Ling began to look at the side room, there was not much clutter in the side room, there was a round table in the center, which was slightly larger than the square table downstairs, and the surrounding area was not the kind of long bench downstairs, but a boxy wooden chair.

The innermost is a closed window, surrounded by two wooden shelves on which are placed two long-necked porcelain vases, on which there are no windows, and the wick of the oil lamp on the table burns silently in a dark red hue.

It's not bad, it's simple but it's also pleasant.

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