The inn in the mountains, the tension is high.

Yang Ao and a group of shirtless men opened a posture and were about to make a move, when they suddenly heard someone in the store shouting loudly, and both sides were stunned.

Especially those fat and strong men, all of them have black lines and look at each other.

- Let's be honest, from childhood to adulthood, fists, feet and swords, I have seen a lot of persuasion scenes, but I have never seen such a persuasion through the door.

——What do you mean? Dare the love drama team to roar a big play, before the protagonist shows his face, first come to a "stuffy curtain guide"? Are you stupid to be a grandfather? In case you don't come out after you finish yelling, where will your grandfather's face go?

Everyone was amazed, and the door of the store was opened.

A piece of light, like mercury, immediately covered the open space in front of the inn.

I saw a figure flickering, the green shirt swayed slightly, the folding fan shook gently, and a young man dressed as a scholar stepped out of the door and went straight to one of the two sides.

Look closely at the man, and the birth is very white. He wore a glittering crown of gold and jade hair, and the embroidered gold sashes on both sides blocked the sideburns, making the white and red face even more handsome. The forehead is not combed with bangs, the heavenly court is full, and the jaw is round.

Look at the faint eyebrows, open and stretched, full of hearty atmosphere. Two black grape-like lying silkworm eyes, slightly flying, as if smiling but not smiling. The bridge of the nose is snow-white and straight, and the tip of the nose is a little upturned, with a unique playfulness and arrogance. The lips are well-proportioned and plump, with a moisturized and healthy blood color.

Looking at this appearance and temperament, it is really comparable to Pan An, and it is difficult to hook him with the shouting just now.

When the leading brother saw a handsome young man coming, he was still old and old-fashioned and stood directly in front of him, his lungs were about to explode, and he shouted angrily: "What kind of god should I be, it turned out to be a doll wearing open crotch pants." Get out of the way!"

The boy frowned slightly, flipped the folding fan to cover his cheeks, and avoided the stinking spitting stars. He was wearing an azure tunic with sleeves and a jade belt around his waist, which set off his white skin like snow, as if it was carved from that beautiful jade.

"What's the matter?!, the deaf ears?!, the lord told you to dodge!" The leading brother roared angrily, and slashed with his sword. But seeing that the young man didn't answer, he snapped the fan and turned to a block. The sword fans intersected, and a few sparks appeared with a "dang" sound, and the long sword actually seemed to be slashed on top of steel, and it bounced back. The big man couldn't avoid it, and the long sword that bounced back hit his face, and he immediately cut a cut, bleeding like an infusion, and screamed in pain.

And the folding fan, but not a single mark was left, I don't know what kind of material forged, it can be so tough.

Seeing that the boss had suffered a loss, the dozen or so accomplices next to him immediately turned their swords and besieged them like hungry tigers. I saw sparks splashing everywhere, the sonorous sound of blades hitting was endless, and the azure figure was like a slippery silk scarf, shuttling back and forth among a group of shirtless men, and from time to time I heard a howl of pain, like killing a pig.

No one could see the young man's path and moves, and he felt a gust of wind with a green shirt folding fan wandering around. In less than half a sip of tea, the big men were all lying on the ground, moaning. If you look closely, some of them have folded their shoulders and their faces are pale with pain, some are covering their red and swollen knees, hissing in their mouths, and some are simply on all fours, motionless, only breathing, not breathing.

With just a folding fan, it took no effort to subdue a dozen sword-wielding men with broad shoulders and round waists in one fell swoop.

The eldest brother covered the blood on his face and looked at his brothers who were rolling on the ground, and his heart was filled with fear. But he still held on to his already majestic face, and asked in a low voice: "Whose doll are you?

"Oh, you're still looking for someone else to settle accounts like this?" the young man turned on the folding fan again, shaking the breeze while sarcastically saying, "I tell you not to bully the less, but you don't listen, you have to use the sword and sword to find your own guilt, hum!"

Before the leading brother could respond, a big man on the ground with a broken arm shouted when he heard this: "Grandma's little turtle calf is too early! Do you know who we are?!"

"A bunch of bastards!" the boy turned his head and sneered, quite playful.

"You ——" The big man swallowed a hot sweet potato, blocked his throat, and his face turned red.

The young man was a little proud, glanced at Yang Ao beside him, shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "Who you are, the master naturally knows." But bullying others with power, winning more with less, this kind of unkind and unjust trick is not the style of the Black Tiger Hall!"

Black Tiger Hall is a cottage, adjacent to the intersection of the Panshan Post Road and the Mabang Plank Road, originally by a group of green forest heroes gathered up, entrenched on the mountain, to do some business of blocking the road and robbing money. This time, a leader and more than a dozen minions were sent to Laojun Cave to buy some daily groceries, but who knew that the leader was greedy for a cup last night, and slept until the day was already three poles before leaving, and he went drunk all the way to the rope, and in the evening he simply touched this inn and settled down. I wanted to go to bed early and get up early, and I would go back quickly tomorrow morning, but I just wiped my body and fell asleep after being full of wine and food, and I met Yang Ao to invest in the store.

Kankan's identity was revealed, and the leader was annoyed and angry, glared at the young man and gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

The young man raised his folding fan, looked up and smiled, as if he hadn't heard it at all, but nodded to Yang Ao and his party, and ordered the shopkeeper in a non-negotiable tone: "You! Hurry up and arrange, one of my three rooms will be vacated for this young lady, and we will share two rooms." ”

"Guest officer, but ......" Xiao Er was still hiding in the door, a little embarrassed, and replied: "But didn't you say before that the room must be empty, and you have to give ......"

"Don't be wordy!" The young man interrupted, folding the fan, and his face turned gloomy, "Do you want you to be the master of my room?!"

"Hey, yes!" Xiao Er was helpless and went in to Zhang Luo.

The leader of the Black Tiger Hall was already angry, and he didn't care about the bleeding on his face, so he opened his mouth and scolded: "Little rabbit, you wait!

The young man was a little impatient, shook the folding fan, and said with a haha: "What's the matter? It's not enough to be happy? The young man remembered that you are from the Black Tiger Hall, and you have already shown mercy just now, and you still want to fight?"

Seeing this, Yang Ao, who had been unable to intervene beside him, pulled out the bladeless broken sword, stepped forward and stood side by side with the young man, intending to fight.

But seeing the lights flickering at the door, a woman with flowers and branches called out in a coquettish voice, pulling two old men in purple out of the door.

"Hey, the water really washed the Dragon King Temple! Hehehe, my inn has a small signboard and a thin face, all the strong men please calm their anger, don't hurt the harmony!"

Hearing the sound, the woman slanted her temples, without powder, but she was gorgeous and sultry, and she only had a light shirt on her body, revealing half of her pink shoulders, as if she had just gotten up from bed, and she had not had time to make up. Listen to those words, and he should be the treasurer of this inn.

There were two elderly men standing beside her, but they were burly, wearing purple robes, long hair and agile hair, and their eyes were sharp, and they knew at a glance that they had a high level of sword power cultivation.

But seeing that these two old men were at least a year old, they clasped their fists respectfully, bowed their heads and said, "Son! I'm too late, please forgive my sins!"

The corners of the young man's mouth curled, and he waved his folding fan and said, "No need to be polite." Hey, you can clean up the rest of the things!" After speaking, he pulled Yang Ao and got into the house.

Left behind a group of big men with broken hands and legs, and the pestle was full of ignorance outside the door.

......

The shopkeeper put on his shoes, hurriedly tidied up the room, shook his head and sighed and went back to the room to rest.

There are three rooms in total, all of which are earthen kangs. At the end of the head, the one that was originally empty is now for Yang Ruoqing to live alone, the one near the gate is occupied by Zhang Bo and the two old men in purple, and this one is the young man in green shirt and Yang Ao together.

The room was small but warm.

The flickering lamps and candles emitted a red-hot glow, reflecting the beds, tables and stools, all of which were coated with a layer of déjà vu. This quiet atmosphere made Yang Ao can't help but recall his childhood, snuggling in his mother's soft arms, listening to her in the candlelight, with a faint country accent, humming a long ballad softly.

Yang Ao was suddenly in a trance.

Like a flat boat that has gone through hardships and rapids, coldly jumps into the gentle river, with the speed plummeting, looking at the ripples of the microwave, the originally tense heart gradually relaxes, and people are also a little dizzy and sleepy.

But this trance made him very uncomfortable.

The candles flickered, and the young man in the green shirt found a small jar of wine out of nowhere, as well as two small goblets of wine, two pairs of silver chopsticks, and three or four plates of dried fruits and vegetables. The wine jars, wine glasses, and dishes are all of the finest celina, and the color is almost the same as the boy's clothes, so it should be a fine product for your own use.

Open the altar seal, a strong fragrance overflows the room, which is intoxicating. The young man's hands moved frequently, poured a full cup and raised it in front of him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and persuaded: "Come! You and I meet in the water, and it can be regarded as fate." If you don't dislike it, but drink this cup!"

Yang Ao looked at the other party's flickering smile, and then turned to stare at the glass of wine that had just been poured and was still shaking slightly, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

The other party is a righteous helper, his martial arts are treacherous, he doesn't look like an ordinary person, and he vacates the room without asking, and generously helps, which seems to be a little too enthusiastic. It is said that the rivers and lakes are sinister and the people's hearts are unpredictable, but he has no defense against us?

This glass of wine, to drink, or not to drink?