Chapter 22: Demons in the City

Dare to love, the firewood room is for him?

Everyone looked at the coachman, and the stunning woman frowned again, and stopped talking. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The little girl looked up with a little face, as if this was a matter of course.

The shopkeeper stayed for a long time, and his abacus was rotten, so he had to pinch his fingers and frown: "Firewood room, then you have to pay three dollars of silver for a night." ā€

"Shopkeeper, are you a black shop...... the little girl's mouth opened slightly, her willow eyebrows raised, and she was about to slap it with one palm.

"The Shopkeeper's ......"

The coachman walked to the counter with a smile, threw the wine gourd on the table, and said indifferently: "Excuse me, fill the gourd for me." Two taels of wine, half a catty of water. ā€

"This, this little brother, you ...... Do you want two taels of wine and half a pound of water? Did I hear you right?"

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes, his expression was extremely exciting, although selling wine must be mixed with water, but this initiative is the first time to see, besides, the water is so large, it is simply detrimental to the golden sign of "Four Seas Inn".

Who knows, the coachman has not spoken, but the little girl is not happy, tilts her head and glares at the coachman, and says angrily: "You drunkard, if you drink less, you will die, I will not pay you for the wine again!"

The coachman ignored her, patted the shopkeeper's shoulder, and said, "The shopkeeper, you heard me right, what I want is two taels of wine and half a catty of water." I don't have the money to pay you, but from now on, I'll chop wood for you every day, and fill it with wine money and firewood house, how about it?"

The shopkeeper's little eyes blinked, and the old man didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and finally slapped the counter, and the old god said in the ground: "A few guest officers, you don't want to live in vain, do you......?

The stunning woman's face suddenly turned red.

"Phew!" The little girl pointed to the silver collar on the counter, shook the little golden bell in her palm, and said disdainfully: "Hugh has to scrape, this circle is half a catty, it has been bet on you, can my eldest lady still shorten your room money?!"

"Held?"

The shopkeeper took the silver collar, and the secret feeling was almost the same, the expression on his face changed suddenly, and he smiled, and said: "It's not impossible to chop firewood to pay for wine and house, but the shop has hired a woodcutter in the past two days, don't be embarrassed by this little brother......

"The shopkeeper is slow. ā€

The coachman turned and walked away, strode out, and dragged a thick-backed broadsword from the ox-cart, and the murderous intruder entered.

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he quickly shrank his head and wanted to hide under the counter, but found that the shopkeeper had already hidden inside, and there was no room for two people inside, and the shopkeeper kicked the shopkeeper out, and his mouth was still screaming: "Kill, kill......"

"Shopkeeper, we won't short your money. A gentle voice sounded, and the stunning woman couldn't stand it anymore, and glanced at the little girl.

The little girl shouted angrily: "Drunkard, what do you want to do?"

"I ...... I can chop wood, I can boil water, I can cook, I can do anything. ā€

The coachman took the knife in his hand, and searched around the shop, and when he saw a large log in the corner, he took three steps and two steps, rushed over, and lifted the man's tall log and threw it into the sky, and slashed it a few times. Suddenly, I saw the cold light flickering, sawdust one after another, and when I looked again, there was a pile of firewood on the ground, which was three points thick and the length was the same.

"Good knife skills!" the girl at the table by the window clapped her hands.

"Awards, awards. The coachman put the knife in his arms, and arched his hand at the girl with the hilt of the knife.

The little girl rolled her eyes and looked up at the beams with her chin tilted.

"Wow, my deadbolt!"

The shopkeeper rushed out with a strange scream, and when he got closer, he looked at the cold thick-backed knife in the coachman's hand, looked at the pile of firewood, and shrunk his neck, but secretly calculated in his heart, leaned less, and said categorically: "You need to chop 300 catties of firewood every day, and you need to be consistent with this, and you can't steal and play tricks." ā€

"That's it!"

The coachman laughed, baring a row of snow-white teeth. The little girl glared at him angrily, and the stunning woman seemed to sigh slightly. Seeing that the matter was over, the second daughter entered the upper room.

Later, the coachman led the big green cow to the backyard of the inn.

The inn is not big, there are three entrances before and after, the front is the wine shop, the middle is the inn, and the back is the miscellaneous courtyard. There is a dense bamboo forest planted around it, and you can hear the sound of knives and axes shallow through the forest. Across a small stream, the courtyard wall covered with green vines suddenly appeared, but it was only half a person high, and even a dog could climb into it with a strong jump.

"Pounce, pounce......" The sound of knives and axes became clearer and clearer.

The shopkeeper pushed open the back door, and the coachman ushered the cow in.

As soon as Fang entered, he saw a person with bare arms, wielding a black knife and chopping wood. The man's back was broad, muscular, bronzed, and shimmered in the sun. The knife was quite weird, the tip of the knife was extremely warped, the blade was extremely narrow, and every time it rose and fell, I didn't hear the sound of the wind, only to see an inky arc that couldn't help rolling.

Come to think of it, he is a powerful high-roller.

Turning to the front to see, I was disappointed, only to see that this person was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with white skin, eyebrows like flying clouds and snow, nose like a jade stick upright, mouth like a cherry blooming, if it wasn't for a flat chest, and then put on a woman's clothes, it would definitely be a beautiful and enchanting good appearance.

When this person saw the coachman and the shopkeeper, he didn't speak, let alone say hello, he just cared about chopping wood. Looking at it casually, there are piles of firewood in the corners of the courtyard, and I am afraid that they will not be used up for several months, no wonder the shopkeeper just now is not cool at all.

The coachman tied the ox to the stable and pulled a pile of hay for it.

The shopkeeper came out with a long axe and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper is the most stingy, if the guest officer doesn't make a effort, I'm afraid it's ......" shook his head and said nothing.

The coachman pushed away the axe handed by the shopkeeper, patted the big knife on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the reminder, it's just that I've never been used to using an axe, and this big knife is still easy to use!"

After speaking, he strode towards the chai courtyard.

The shopkeeper chased after him, pointed to the young man in the courtyard and said: "This person has been here for three days, he is a stuffy gourd, and he can't beat a fart with three sticks, you do your job, ignore him." ā€

The coachman said, "Who is he, and what does he have to do with me?"

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands and said astringently: "It's a big deal, he came before you and occupied the firewood room." From now on, you have to work with him and be in the same room......" look a little unnatural.

"I see!"

The coachman glanced at the shopkeeper, felt a little resentful in his heart, and said secretly: "The shopkeeper is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and a firewood room is split in half, and it costs three coins of silver!"

Not angry, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, he had to bear it secretly, lifted the wine gourd and poured it violently, walked to the courtyard and chose a place, and chopped firewood.

You need to split 300 catties of firewood every day, if ordinary people can't split it all day and night, but this coachman is very human, with divine power, but in two hours, he has already chopped all the 300 catties of firewood, wiped a handful of sweat, looked sideways, and saw that the black knife was still chopping, so he put the big knife behind his back, hugged his fists and smiled: "Qingyang, I have seen this brother." ā€

"Click!"

The knife was broken, and the young man seemed to have not seen the greeting of the coachman, and picked up the firewood and piled it up in the corner of the courtyard, and piled it up very neatly, even if there was a little strange, he would arrange it finely.

Sure enough, it was a stuffy gourd, Qingyang smiled silently, picked up a few pieces of firewood, and prepared to repair the tattered ox cart.

"Hey, drunkard, it's time to eat!" At this time, a small head appeared on the second floor of the next courtyard, and it was the little girl, holding her toes and waving to Qingyang.

Qingyang smiled and walked quickly towards the next courtyard.

The courtyard is connected to the inn, separated by several back doors, and the courtyard wall is very different from the miscellaneous courtyard, as high as five zhang, and half a foot thick. At this moment, the sky is not yet dark, the sun is still hanging in the western sky, the shopkeeper is already closing the door in front and back, and at a closer look, it is an iron rod and an iron cable, and the control is extremely tight.

Qingyang asked, "It's not dark yet, aren't you going to do business?"

The shopkeeper replied: "The city has not been peaceful lately, so it is to close early. Later, you walk through the front door. ā€

Qingyang wanted to ask again, but the little girl couldn't stop on the second floor, so she had to speed up her pace and go up to the second floor.

The little girl led the way, turned a few corners, came to a private room, and pushed the door.

In the upper room, there are inner and outer rooms, the outer room is hospitalized, and the inner room is lived.

Qingyang walked in and stood behind the outer door.

There was a cold fragrance coming from the inner room, which was the unique fragrance of the stunning woman, and I wanted to come to her inner room.

The little girl walked in, closed the door reflexively, walked to the window again, looked east and west for a while, then covered the window, lit the candlestick, and then took two cold steamed buns from the table and handed them to Qingyang.

Qingyang took it, took a bite, and said, "When I came here just now, I saw a dog next door. ā€

"Gollum. ā€

The little girl swallowed her saliva, her eyes showed the light of hope, and she didn't know what she was thinking, so she pretended to be serious and let go of her throat, and said softly: "We are not robbers, we don't, we don't steal dogs." ā€

"Hmm......" Qingyang almost swallowed the steamed bun, quickly grabbed the teapot on the table and poured it for a while, smoothed it out, and said, "Those robbers will come every night." ā€

"You still need to say it. ā€

The little girl glanced at Qingyang, snatched the steamed bun in Qingyang's hand and nibbled on it, and said while gnawing: "They saw the eldest lady's heavenly appearance, how could they not come? Hmph, none of them are good things, they deserve to die." ā€

Qingyang watched her eat with a smile, handed over another cup of tea, and said with a smile: "I don't know if they have enough silver on them." ā€

The little girl took a sip of tea, her lips clicked, and her big eyes were bright and starry: "I have long been optimistic, they have something wrapped around their waists and walk very heavy." The most is the one who carries the cloth bag, and when it falls into a pit, there must be a lot of silver. He wiped his mouth.

Qingyang frowned and said, "What if he is carrying not silver but weapons?" subconsciously touched the thick knife on his shoulder.

"Phew!"

The little girl curled her index finger, struck Qingyang hard, and said angrily: "If that's the case, then sell your knife to the house for money!"

"Shhhhh......hhhhh ā€

"Oh. The little girl quickly covered her mouth, her eyes widened, she gritted her teeth, and said mysteriously: "At night, once the thief comes, you are responsible for protecting the eldest lady, and I am responsible for chasing the murderer for silver." ā€

"Good. ā€

Qingyang thought for a while, and then said in a low voice: "The courtyard wall is five zhang high, I'm afraid I won't be able to fly in." ā€

"Are you stupid to drink, won't you get a rope to hang on the wall later?" said the little girl, rolling her eyes.

"Oh. Qingyang touched his head.

"Knock, knock. ā€

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. The little girl raised her eyebrows and shouted, "Who?"

"Guest officer, I'm the shopkeeper, the chicken soup you want is ready. ā€

"Oh. ā€

The little girl raised her eyebrows, stood up, opened the door, and brought in the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper held a tray with a bowl of fragrant chicken soup in it, put the tray on the table, and saw that Qingyang was also there, so he smiled and said: "It's okay if you come, lest I run to the courtyard to lie down, the night in the city has not been peaceful recently, and a few guest officials must not move around wantonly." ā€

Qingyang asked, "What is the matter, that you need to close the door before nightfall?"

The shopkeeper frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Recently, there are monsters in the city every night, and the city lord's mansion has offered a reward of 1,000 taels of gold, and many masters have been invited to control it, but fortunately, this monster only likes to talk about cats and chickens, and has never harmed people, and he will not eat all of them, but he just bites off his neck and throws it in front of the city lord's mansion, which is bloody and terrifying! However, a demon is a demon, and it is by no means a good kind, and it is common sense to eat people, so it is better for several guest officials to be cautious!"

"Youkai, a thousand taels of gold?"

The little girl's eyes lit up.