Seeing this, the bearded man was so frightened that he suddenly knelt down, and bowed his hand to Qingfeng Dao Chang and said, "Dao Chang's surname, forgive the reckless ...... of the next brother."

Qingfeng Daoist shook his head and said, "I can't talk about the name of the Gao surname, and the stinky Taoist priest is not fake." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

When the bearded man heard this, his face couldn't help but turn white, and he hurriedly said: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding." He said as he lowered his head and smiled.

Looking at the appearance of the bearded man, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but smile secretly, knowing that the Qingfeng Dao long sword technique was powerful, this bearded man was so bearish, and secretly thought that he was also a master who bullied the weak and was afraid of the hard.

Could this be the rivers and lakes, he seems to have appreciated it again.

Qingfeng Dao Chang wiped his fingers with the wooden sword and said, "I heard that you robbed that son's horse?"

The bearded man's face suddenly turned like earth, his body couldn't help trembling, and he smiled: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I just changed with him, I didn't rob, I didn't rob." ”

Qingfeng Dao Chang glanced at him and said with a smile: "Oh, it's just a change, so are you willing to change it back." With that, he shook the wooden sword.

The bearded man's lips trembled at this time, and because he had more beards, he could only see the beard trembling slightly, and he replied without thinking about it, "Of course, of course, horses...... The horses are just outside the inn. ”

Qingfeng Dao Chang withdrew the wooden sword, didn't look at the bearded man again, and slowly walked towards Zhuo Yifan's side.

The bearded man sweated profusely, and with a look, the three of them lifted the body of the young man under the table and fled out.

Qingfeng Dao Chang walked over, sat down in his original position again, picked up the glass of wine on the table, raised his neck and drank it.

Zhuo Yifan looked at him a little blankly, as if he hadn't seen him before.

After a glass of wine, Qingfeng Daochang's face was a little calmer, and he muttered, "This wine has changed back to its former taste." ”

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he looked at him in a daze, picked up the wine glass that was poured on the table, drank a glass too, and said with a smile: "Not only has it changed back to its original taste, but it is even better than the previous taste." ”

Qingfeng Daoist stared at him and said slowly, "Yes, it seems that you are in a good mood." ”

Zhuo Yifan said softly: "If you lose your horse and get it back, of course you are in a better mood." ”

When Qingfeng Dao Chang heard this, he didn't speak, and Zhuo Yifan understood that the interest in drinking came, so he fell silent.

In this way, the two drank silently, like two strangers who had never met, and this kind of behavior made others very interesting to watch, but unfortunately not many people dared to look at them.

When the two were drinking, Zhuo Yifan suddenly found that on the chest of Qingfeng Daochang, the copper coin worn by the red rope had one more and became three.

His face couldn't help but be a little shocked, and he wondered if this was a sign of his murder. He drank quietly while looking at his copper coins, and was also a little curious at this time, I wonder if his killings were recorded by months or days?

But he didn't ask, because he knew that he had better not ask what others didn't want to say.

Time passed, and I don't know how long it took, but the flask gradually became lighter, and finally not a drop of wine could be shed.

Qingfeng patted his chest and said with a smile: "It's really enjoyable, but it's a pity that when the wine is drunk, people have a parting opportunity." ”

Zhuo Yifan looked at him blankly and said, "You want to leave?"

Qingfeng Dao said: "Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, there is no endless song in the world, and gathering and scattering is always an opportunity." ”

He spoke easily and walked quickly.

Zhuo Yifan suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness, a moment ago they were two people who didn't know each other, but at this moment he felt that he had known him for a long time.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun had already slipped out of the main entrance of the inn, and the blazing temperature gradually dissipated.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the guests coming in and out of the door, he shook his head, drank the last glass of wine on the table, and walked out very calmly.

The sky gradually faded, but Zhuo Yifan didn't plan to rest in this inn, for some reason, he would rather sleep on the street than stay in this inn.

He walked out of the house and saw his white pony in the broken hut. He couldn't help but smile, secretly thinking that this bearded man was still a trustworthy person.

He left the town and rode his horse, riding his lost white horse. Shouldn't a well-fed man rest?" he muttered, and he shook his head again, for he didn't, and he thought it was the life of a pig.

Maybe that's not what he really thinks, maybe he wants to run away. A person, an unarmed man, haunts this town, has a life to eat here, not necessarily a life to stay here, maybe this is what he really thinks.

I don't know how long I've been riding on horseback, but the twilight has become vast, the stars are faintly visible, and the earth is quiet, and I seem to be able to hear my heartbeat.

At this time before, after he had eaten a full meal, he had taken a hot bath comfortably, and lay on the bed to have a private meeting with Zhou Gong's daughter, but now he didn't even have a place to stay.

Except for the thin nebula in the sky, there is no endless black curtain, and there is not even a single bird calling and a warbler.

He was a little melancholy, and there was no one around him at the moment, and if he rested there, if he was devoured by wild beasts in his sleep, it would be worse than dying at the hands of men.

As he was thinking, there was a sudden commotion of the horses, reflecting the stars, and he saw several ghostly black shadows drifting towards the depression of the mountain.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan hurriedly grabbed the horse rope with one hand, and comforted the horse's neck with one hand, and the white horse gradually calmed down.

Zhuo Yifan felt a little strange, if it was a ghost, the horse might not be able to feel it, he decided that it was a person who floated away, not a ghost, and even if it was a ghost, he planned to go and investigate.

The mountains in the night are like huge monsters, they are different shapes and postures.

I don't know how long I walked, there was already some mountain breeze passing by, Zhuo Yifan began to have some surprises, where there is a mountain breeze, there must be an exit to the outside world.

Following the direction of the night breeze, Zhuo Yifan rode away. I didn't run a few steps, but I saw two or three fires about a mile ahead, and some black shadows shook in the firelight.

Zhuo Yifan was another surprise, he suddenly felt very good to have someone to accompany him in this vast night, at least he would not be eaten by wild beasts.

With that, he shook the horse's rope, and the white horse ran towards the place where there was fire.

The white horse did not run very fast, because the distance was not far, and the light would soon arrive.

When I got closer, it was the site of an old house, the top of which was gone, only a few scattered ruins, corroded and fallen walls, and rattling in the wind.

Zhuo Yifan pulled the horse to a broken stump and tied the horse rope to it. Looking at the beating fire, he slowly leaned in.

Zhuo Yifan found that there were four fires here, and there were four or five people in each fire, and the distance between their fires was not far away, as if they were deliberately placed in this way to form a pattern of taking care of each other.

There are three fires, and the people sitting around each of them are dressed in the same clothes, as if they are one sect, and these three fires are three sects.

The last and middle fire pit was only three people, and they were all dressed differently, but it was the same as one of the three fires, presumably three people were the leaders of the three sects.

As soon as he approached, those people suddenly stood up alertly, and the three leader-like figures looked at him with cold eyes.