He walked alone on the street, and when the cold wind blew, he woke up a lot, but he wondered why Yun Feiyang didn't say goodbye.

Thinking about it, he was a little depressed in his heart, he and Yun Feiyang were just two sides of each other, and it was only a day to say that they were acquainted.

But on this day, the two drank and talked happily, and he had already regarded each other as confidants and friends in his heart, and he just hoped that the two could often chat happily together.

It is also that he has no friends since he was a child, Yun Feiyang is bold and bold, young people are already familiar with each other quickly, Yun Feiyang left, Zhang San was naturally a little dazed.

At this time, it was already evening, it had just rained, the weather was a little wet and cold, Zhang San's mind was a little heavy, and he just wanted to find a place to sleep first.

He staggered along the street for more than half an hour before he found an inn. Zhang San stepped forward to call the door, and after a long time, he saw a forty or fifty-year-old husband poke his head out and asked, "The guest officer stays in the hotel?" Zhang San nodded, pushed the door and went inside, the husband smelled him all the wine, frowned and stopped him, just wanted to say a few more words, but Zhang San pushed him away, went straight to the counter, and said: "Open the room and go to the room, the sooner the better!" The husband looked Zhang San up and down for a while, then shook his head, carried him up to the second floor, and helped him to a guest room in the middle.

Zhang San touched the edge of the bed and sat down, and the husband asked, "Can the guest officer ask for some water to wash?" Zhang San

"Hmm", and the husband said: "Wait a minute, guest officer." "Turn around and get out of the room. After a while, the husband came in with a basin of water, but saw that Zhang San had already collapsed on the bed with his clothes and snored loudly.

The husband was also a little sleepy, and when he saw Zhang San sleeping, he put the basin on the ground, went out of the room and closed the door, and went downstairs to sleep alone.

Zhang San slept until midnight, thirsty, wanted to find water but couldn't open his eyes, and heard a slight sound in the haze, as if someone had pushed the door into the room.

Zhang San woke up suddenly, and saw a black shadow standing in front of the bed in the dark, and turned around the room for half a circle. He was about to shout, but the man went out of the room in a whisper and left with the door.

Zhang San thought to himself which room the guest got up at night, but when he came back, he went to the wrong room. He was going to sleep again, but he couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and touched the table, and was about to pour a cup of tea, when someone in the next room said, "Bad luck, I went to the wrong door just now." "The sound insulation of his room is not good, it is the middle of the night at this time, it is extremely secluded, Zhang San has been deaf and clear since he practiced Wu Jingyi's internal strength method every day, so even if it is a very small sound, he can hear it clearly.

I only heard another person say, "We can't leave the two of us behind." The previous man said: "This is natural, rest assured, there was a drunk sleeping in that room just now, and the room was full of alcohol." Zhang San's heart tightened: "It turns out that they are talking about me." The other said, "It's good to know, it's better to be careful." Zhang San was a little tired from standing, and just about to take a step, he listened

"Bang dang" frightened him, and when he looked down, he realized that it was a basin that was trampled on the ground by himself.

He sighed, lowered his basin, and walked back to the bed to sit down. At this time, he tried to listen to the movement of the opposite room, but he could not hear it at all.

Zhang San laughed at himself: "Zhang San, Zhang San, people just went to the wrong house, but you care so much, you are too childish." After a while, Zhang San gradually felt sleepy again, and was just about to fall asleep, when he suddenly heard the sound of fighting from the opposite room, and then it became bigger and bigger, and he moved his blade.

Zhang San listened carefully and made sure that there were only two people on the other side, and the sound of this blade was so familiar, it was like a bamboo stick of a beggar gang.

When he thought of the beggar gang, he felt a sudden shock in his heart, and felt strange: "How kind of fight did you get into a good way?" He was new to the rivers and lakes, and he didn't want to meddle in things, but first, the other party was good just now, and this would start a fight; second, one of the two had said it before

"You can't leave it out. The more noisy he became, the louder he became, and the third was that he decided that the other party was a member of the beggar gang.

He had several encounters with the beggar gang, the first time was when he was besieged by the disciples, and the second time was when he rescued Miss Chen, he saw Mo Sheng and the fat and thin beggars, and they all felt that the disciples of the beggar gang were arrogant and domineering.

At this time, when they saw that they were fighting among themselves, they wanted to find out. I was just about to get up and go outside the door of the two to find out, and I listened

There was a "click", followed by another sound, and it was the two of them who broke out of the window one after the other. Zhang San ran to the window and could see clearly through the moonlight, two beggars downstairs, one in a light cloth shirt and one in a black cloth linen clothes

"Crackling" hit in one place. Both of them use bamboo sticks, and they are not very old, both in their thirties. The martial arts are not low, the two of them have fought back and forth for more than ten times, and Zhang San knows that the martial arts of the two of them are far above the fat and thin two beggars a few days ago, especially the beggar in a light cloth shirt, I am afraid that compared to Mo Shenglai, he is only higher than Mo Sheng.

The two can have a tie at the beginning, and when they are forty or fifty,

"Light cloth shirt" has gradually gained the upper hand, he recruited to force, a bamboo stick dances like a net, there are stick shadows everywhere, Zhang San secretly praised: "Good stick!"

"Black cloth Mai" retreated again and again,

The "light cloth shirt" suddenly made a move

"Sunset afterglow", this move connects the dots with the tip of the stick, attacking the opponent's head, chest, and abdomen, and calling

"Black cloth linen" can prevent the top but not the middle, and the middle but not the bottom. Seeing that this stick is about to be hit,

"Black cloth Mai" suddenly slammed the bamboo stick on the ground, and his body took off, which made him think of a way to jump over

"Pale cloth shirt". Behold

The "light cloth shirt" suddenly changed its move, and the bamboo stick swept downward, hitting the opponent's bamboo stick, and the two sticks intersected.

"Black cloth Mai" only felt that the force was uneven, and his body was planted backwards. Don't want to

The "light cloth shirt" also has a back move, flying up and kicking it

"Black Mai" kicked him out of his chest and fell heavily to the ground. Zhang San secretly praised: "Wonderful move!",

The "light cloth shirt" stepped forward and waved his bat

"Black cloth Mai", shouted: "What else do you have to say, it will be you today!"

"Black cloth Mai" begged for mercy repeatedly,

The "light-colored cloth shirt" seemed to be a little soft-hearted, and his tone was not as tough as just now, and said, "Are you worthy of the helper and Elder Deng!"

"Black cloth Mai" said something, and it was introduced

The "light cloth shirt" took a few steps forward, but as soon as he leaned down, he screamed miserably and fell to the ground on his back, his expression very painful.

Zhang San only saw his face clearly at this time, this person's square face with Chinese characters, although the moonlight was dim, a big black mole among others was particularly conspicuous.

He kept rolling on the ground,

"Black cloth Mai" sat on the ground and rubbed his chest, and after a while,

The "light-colored shirt" writhed a few more times in pain, and then did not move. Young

"Black Mai" made sure that the other party was no longer moving, so he reluctantly got up and walked over and reached out to probe his breath.

During this period, he looked around, Zhang Sanyi shrank back, hid in the shadows, and wanted to come

The "light cloth shirt" is dead, I see

"Black Mai" carried the corpse cleanly and neatly, and quickly disappeared into the night. According to Zhang San's character, he probably had to go down to find out about this matter, but he didn't have a good impression of the beggar gang, and he thought that these two people were just a private fight between ordinary disciples of the beggar gang, so he secretly said in his heart at the moment: "It's better to take care of the beggar gang's affairs." Then he turned and went back to the bed, untied his clothes, and went to sleep.

Zhang San didn't sleep well this night, got up early the next day, came to the window, saw that the sky was gloomy, frowned, and went downstairs to the lobby.

He was drunk yesterday, slept until midnight but was woken up, dazed and fell asleep again and not steady, when he got up, he only felt hungry in his stomach, he wanted to take advantage of the morning, to the lobby to have a breakfast, but he didn't expect it to be full of guests.

He was born in the mountains and didn't know that this time was a good time to catch up with the morning market, and it also happened that the weather was bad on this day, and the villagers saw that there was no business to do, so they gathered in groups to the inn and hotel to eat a hot meal.