At this time, He Zhentian and his son had also drawn out their long swords and circled around the restaurant. This small restaurant is an exclusive and lonely shop, built against the mountain, near a pine forest, and has no neighbors. The three of them stood in front of the store, looking out in all directions, and there was nothing unusual.

In front of He Zhentian's horizontal sword, he said loudly: "Friend of the Western Regions, He Zhentian is here to die, please show up." After a few calls, only to hear the echo of the valley: "Show up, show up!" The three of them knew that the enemy was watching on the side, and this was the place they chose to start, although they were worried in their hearts, but they knew that there was a break immediately, but they settled down. He Baoting shouted loudly: "I, He Baoting, are here, you are here to kill me! Stinky thief, son of a bitch, I don't expect you to dare to show up! What is sneaky is exactly the work of the three indiscriminate thieves up and down the rivers and lakes!" After scolding for a long time, no one came out, He Baoting wanted to scold again, but was stopped by his mother, Mrs. He said to the father and son: "This place is very strange, since people insist on playing the trick of catching cats and rats, then no matter how you scold, it will not appear." He Zhentian thought that his death was coming, and his heart suddenly became open-minded, but the enemy did not show up, so he asked him to hang his heart again, his heart was anxious, and he said with a blue face: "Bao'er, what your mother said is reasonable, our every move is under the noses of others, and it is futile to run." But it's always good to have a little hope, so let's just leave and live one more day. When He Baoting heard his father say this, his heart was full of resentment and sourness, and he felt that there were mixed tastes. Taitou looked at the sky and thought in his heart: "Could it be that I, He Baoting, am really going to die here?" Rao is situation is critical, and he still doesn't believe that there is no way to live.

The trio rode their horses further south, and settled in the evening at an inn in a small town. He Zhentian was just about to enter the store, but was stopped by his son and said: "Dad, let's not harm people's lives again, the family of the rice seller at noon, has Daddy forgotten?" He Zhentian smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect He Zhentian to be majestic all his life, but in the end he ended up with a lost dog." Mrs. He patted He Baoting on the shoulder and said, "My child is simple-hearted, but it's so late, if you don't live here, where can our family of three live?" He Baoting just shook his head, Mrs. He made a promise, and said: "I will go in and let your father tell others about the room with the head, in case something happens to the store, we can also take care of it." If it doesn't work, let the monk kill him with a knife, he won't kill the good indiscriminately. He Zhentian nodded, held a sword in one hand, put his arm around his son's shoulder with the other and said, "Listen to your mother." "Although his voice is not loud, he has a majesty of his own. He Baoting's mother was fine since he was a child, but he didn't dare to disobey his father's words, and no matter how reluctant he was at the moment, he had to nod and agree. The couple looked at each other and smiled, and walked into the store with their son. In fact, where would the two of them care about other people's lives at this moment, they had already prepared for the worst: "Most of the death will be tonight, according to the bitter temper, the store will be killed first, the couple will not sleep all night, as long as they hear the sound, they will immediately pull their son Baoting and escape." ”

The inn is not a big place, only a few people who look like the countryside eat. When the shopkeeper saw the three of them coming in, he got up to greet him, He Zhentian took out an ingot of silver and was about to give it, but was stopped by his wife, took out a small piece of broken silver from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper and said, "Put some rice, stir-fry vegetables, and the rest of the room is empty." The shopkeeper took the broken silver, checked it with his hand, glanced at He Zhentian, and turned around and walked towards the back hall. He Zhentian saw his smiling look, his face was embarrassed, and Mrs. He said with a smile: "Master forgot, we are fleeing, and we should save some flowers on the silver." The three of them picked up a table by the door and sat down, and soon the shopkeeper came up with three bowls of rice and two plates of stir-fried vegetables. He Baoting frowned when he saw this meal, but he couldn't care much about the hunger in his stomach, so he grabbed his chopsticks and was about to eat. He Zhentian stopped him and was about to say to the two: "Don't be poisonous." But then he thought about it: "It's easy for people to kill themselves, so why bother poisoning." He Baoting looked up at his father, He Zhentian smiled and said, "Eat slowly." Mrs. He knew what she was thinking, so she only smiled and used chopsticks to eat.

After dinner, the three of them came to the room, and the shopkeeper saw that the three of them were in a room, so he persuaded He Zhentian to book another room, He Zhentian just shirked, and the shopkeeper squinted at him, shook his head and left. That night, the three of them sat in the room, and although they were sleepy, they did not dare to sleep. At midnight, He Baoting's eyes were sleepy and couldn't help sleeping, the couple was distressed, so they persuaded He Baoting to sleep on the couch, He Baoting refused, insisted on standing up, who knows how long it won't take, or fell asleep on the table. Mrs. He put on a quilt for her son, her eyes were full of pity, and He Zhentian saw that his wife was also fighting with her upper and lower eyelids, and said in a low voice: "I will help Bao'er to the couch, you will sleep here, the enemy may not come tonight." The couple put He Baoting on the bed and lay down, but Mrs. He refused to sleep, but said, "Drink more tea and it won't get in the way." This night, in order to resist the sleepiness, the couple had drunk a lot of tea, and when He Zhentian grabbed the teapot, he found that there was no water. He Zhentian sighed and wanted to greet the shopkeeper, but he estimated that the shopkeeper had already fallen asleep at this time, so he said to his wife, "I'll go get some water." Mrs. He was afraid of a mistake, so she beckoned him not to go, He Zhentian smiled and said: "If people want to kill us, it's the same everywhere, I'll go out and take a look, you can take care of Bao'er." He didn't wait for his wife to answer, but took up his sword and went to fetch water.

He Zhentian came to the lobby, saw that it was pitch black, and there was no abnormality, his heart was wide, he walked to the front table with a candlelight, pinned the sword to his waist, picked up the teapot on the table and shook it, and when he saw that there was water, he picked it up and prepared to leave. He Zhentian had just taken two steps when he heard a "bang", he was shocked, turned around and put the teapot on the table, held the hilt of the sword, and listened attentively. After a long time, there was no movement, and He Zhentian tiptoed towards the place where the sound was made. At this time, his heart had already raised his throat, and when he got closer, he saw a person lying on the three tables in front of him, He Zhentian knew in his heart that most of them were store companions, so he secretly sighed. Ordinary restaurant inns need to change husbands at night, and they are generally taken care of by store partners. First, there is someone in the lobby to take care of, and second, it is convenient to open the door for business the next day. He Zhentian has friends all over the world, and he has a lot of friends in the business field, so he naturally understands the rules of this industry. At this time, he already knew that the person at the table was the shopkeeper, so he couldn't help but smile, and secretly scolded himself for being cowardly. Just as he was about to turn around and walk away, he suddenly heard the sound of water droplets, which was very clear in the night. He Zhentian stopped again, stood for a moment, and the voice sounded again. He Zhentian guessed seven or eight points in his heart, and beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead. After a while, when the voice sounded again, He Zhentian approached the shopkeeper slightly with the candlelight, and when the lantern shone, his heart suddenly felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly, only to see that the shopkeeper's eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, and his body was full of blood.

He Zhentian's heart was in turmoil, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: "The enemy is coming!" At this time, the surrounding darkness was abnormal, and the sense of fear rose sharply, He Zhentian's eyes were wide open, his head and face couldn't stop sweating, and he wanted to go back to the room to inform his wife, but he seemed to be enchanted, and he couldn't move. On the ground, a chill hit, He Zhentian was excited, hurriedly turned around, and shone the lantern, but at some point there was a man standing opposite. He didn't have time to take a closer look, holding a lamp in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand came out, which was a move to "smash the yellow dragon" and stabbed the man in the chest. The man sideways avoided. He Zhentian's horizontal sword slashed, and the man sneered "hey" and went around to He Zhentian's left side. He Zhentian slapped his left hand back, stabbed back with his sword, and the man deftly avoided it. He Zhentian has been angry for a long time, and he will open the He family's swordsmanship, and hit directly horizontally, all of which are desperate for his life. The man had empty hands, just dodged, and did not return the move, and when He Zhentian stabbed out more than 20 sword moves, he sneered: "He family's swordsmanship, but that's it!" stretched out his fingers, and with a sound of "Zheng", He Zhentian only felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and the long sword fell to the ground. The man flew up with one leg and kicked He Zhentian several somersaults in a row, hitting the table. He Zhentian covered his chest, took a sip, and said, "Your Excellency's name?" The man sneered: "With this little thing in your Dewei Martial Arts Pavilion, you don't deserve to ask my name." But today I am here to destroy your door, and I have to let you know that Lao Tzu is from the Western Regions. ”