After a night of running, Shen Linfeng and his group of five people did not arrive at the foot of Qishan until noon.

However, if they wanted to climb the mountain, they had to pass through a village called Yanagida Village.

As soon as they reached the entrance of the village, Shen Linfeng and others led their horses on the street, the rows of houses in Liutian Village were built very neatly, and the streets were clean and free of any sundries.

After turning the corner, I saw a wisp of fragrant smoke slowly rising from a courtyard.

Jin Mengyao smelled this aroma and suddenly shouted: "It's steamed buns! Yes, steamed buns just out of the pot!" As soon as he finished speaking, the person had already rushed towards the courtyard.

Shen Linfeng was worried that she would be reckless and stop scaring people, so he hurriedly followed behind Jin Mengyao, but as soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, he stopped.

It's just because Shen Linfeng saw a wooden board hanging next to the door, with two black characters written on it: "Inn!"

"Yo, I didn't expect that there would be an inn in such a lonely village?" Sun Dahai said incredulously while holding the horse.

"After a long day's journey, I happened to be hungry too! I just made do with a bite to eat here, and when we were full, we would climb the mountain. ”

"Hmm!"

When everyone entered the courtyard, there was only an older couple, and in the center of the courtyard there were a few rough tables, chairs and benches, and the old man was squatting on the ground to add firewood to the stove, and the old woman was standing in front of a table and kneading the dough vigorously.

Jin Mengyao pouted and walked to Shen Linfeng's side with a look of loss, and said, "It's really boring, they only have steamed buns here." I don't even cook dishes. ”

Shen Linfeng didn't mind much, so he directly found a place to sit down, and shouted, "Uncle, get us ten steamed buns." ”

"Okay, wait a minute!"

When the old woman saw the guests coming, she hurriedly carried a worn-out copper kettle and poured them a bowl of hot water in turn.

"We are poor and remote here, and we don't have any good food, so we ask a few good men to take care of it. ”

Shen Linfeng said with a smile: "What did the old man say, I waited for the middle of the night to travel, and it is already very satisfying to be able to eat a few hot steamed buns with you." ”

The old woman glanced at Shen Linfeng slightly, and continued: "This son has a dignified appearance and extraordinary instruments, and he is really different from other people in the rivers and lakes!"

Shen Linfeng was about to speak, but Zhang Ting suddenly interjected: "Yo, I said old man, listen to what you mean, you have a lot of people in the rivers and lakes here?"

The old woman knew that she had said the wrong thing, so she hurriedly said perfunctorily: "Look at what you said, where can we see any people in the rivers and lakes in this poor mountain and remote area, but a few of you, why don't you come here ......?"

"Old man, we came here to go to Qishan!" Shen Linfeng did not deliberately conceal it, and directly told the truth.

The old woman's complexion changed slightly, but she still had a smile on her face.

"Young man, this strange mountain has been abandoned for many years, what do you have to go?"

Zhao Ting always felt that there was something wrong with this old woman, and before Shen Linfeng could speak, he opened his mouth to interrupt: "Old man, are our steamed buns ready?"

The old woman smiled awkwardly: "Yo, look at my brain, patronizing to talk to you." ”

She turned around with a smile and shouted, "Old man, bring fifteen good steamed buns to this table." After speaking, he smiled at Shen Linfeng and said, "I look at this little brother very well, and I gave you those five steamed buns." ”

"Thank you, old man. ”，

The old woman turned and left.

It didn't take long for the old man in front of the stove to stand up slowly, he wiped his hands on his apron carelessly, and then took out fifteen steamed buns from the cage drawer. He hobbled to Shen Linfeng's table.

"Good steamed buns, please use them slowly!"

After speaking, when the old man was about to put the steamed buns on the table, the afterglow of his eyes inadvertently swept Shen Linfeng on his side.

"Ah......h

The old man let out an exclamation.

Everyone didn't know why, and they all looked at him in unison.

The old man's hand holding the steamed bun kept trembling, and he faced Shen Linfeng and asked, "Young man, dare to ask your honorable name?"

"Junior, Shen Linfeng!"

"Shen Linfeng?" the old man's mouth kept chattering.

"Shen Linfeng, Shen, Shen ...... Last name Shen?"

"What's wrong with you, old man?"

"Young man, I take the liberty of asking, your mother's last name ......"

Shen Linfeng didn't care, and replied casually: "My mother's surname is Tang!"

"But it's called Tang Yushu?"

Shen Linfeng stood up directly from the table in surprise.

The old man saw his reaction and knew that his guess must be right, and he said with a smile on his face: "Your father should be Shen Junshan, right?"

"Senpai, how do you know?"

The old man looked at Shen Linfeng with a surprised face.

"Like, like, so similar......"

Jin Mengyao was already impatient to listen, mainly because this old man just spoke, why did she still hold that drawer of steamed buns, she was already hungry, and now she felt even more uncomfortable when she smelled the aroma of steamed buns.

"Hey, I said old man, can you put down the steamed buns and let us eat them first?"

The old man grinned when he heard this, but he still didn't put the steamed bun down.

"Ouch!"

Somehow, as soon as the old man's wrist was loosened, the whole drawer of steamed buns instantly fell to the ground and was covered with mud.

"Wife, wife!"

The old woman hurriedly ran out of the house when she heard the sound, and when she saw the steamed buns on the ground, she said reproachfully: "Can you still do it this dead old man?"

"Leave these steamed buns alone, go quickly! Get a few more fresh steamed buns, and remember to stir-fry a few good dishes." ”

The old woman's face was inexplicable, the old man saw that she hadn't moved for a long time, just looked at himself in a daze, he nodded at Shen Linfeng, and said, "You wait a while, I'll come when I go." Then he dragged the old woman back into the house.

Shen Linfeng looked at the steamed buns scattered all over the place and was at a loss, Zhao Ting bent down and picked up a steamed bun, broke it and sniffed it.

"There's a problem!"

"What's wrong?"

Xia Ziyan was obviously already suspicious, and as soon as Zhao Ting finished speaking, she took off the silver hairpin on her head. When the silver hairpin was pulled out of the steamed bun, everyone was stunned.

"Steamed buns are poisonous?"

Xia Ziyan nodded.

Shen Linfeng asked puzzledly, "But, why did he give us poisonous steamed buns?"

Everyone looked at each other, obviously not inviting Chu in their hearts.

Sun Dahai slammed the steamed bun on the table and said angrily: "Damn, Lao Tzu almost died just now?"

"Hmph, these two old things look honest, but I didn't expect to dare to open a black shop. After these two people came out, Lao Tzu cut them down directly. As he spoke, Zhao Ting's ghost head knife had been slammed into the ground.