The cold wind blows on the face, and the frost and snow have a winter feeling. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sun is also frozen orange and yellow.

Liu Mu's mood is like this sun, a little depressed.

The heavy snowfall that had been falling for more than ten days suddenly stopped, although the sky cleared early in the morning, but the sun still could not produce warmth, and the orange yellow was surrounded by a thick fog, like a Shaolin blockade town. Releasing the war eagle with the secret letter, Liu Mu had too many puzzles that needed someone to explain, Guan Tao asked him to send the secret letter sealed with a special method, and he didn't dare to open it. He was thinking about the Valley of Bliss that Guan Tao said, if this Valley of Bliss was the Bliss waist card he got, it was obvious that Xujiazhuang's destruction was just a cover, and there should also be a shadow of Shaolin in it. Is this Nine Yin Recipe true or false?

He regretted going to see Guan Tao now, he didn't know whose order Guan Tao was given, but it definitely wouldn't be the same as them, the news of Jiuyin Jue came out before Guan Tao came out, and he didn't remember that there was such a hundred households in the school yard at that time.

"Brother Mu, do you see if this trick is appropriate?" Fan Yan's voice woke up Liu Mu, who was bowing his head and contemplating.

Liu Mu raised his head and looked at the cyan wine flag, "stop getting drunk" The two big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing swayed in the wind, the meaning of the words was simple and easy to understand, even a rough man who didn't know a few words could understand, stop and get drunk, or stay drunk, anyway, there can be several versions. The inn didn't make a move in the end, but Wang Rong still promised Fan Yan that the restaurant would be run by a few of them, but she would ask for three points of the business income, and the restaurant would still belong to her. Fan Yan, who couldn't call the shots, asked what Liu Mu meant, and Liu Mu, who was too lazy to care too much, just nodded.

No, early in the morning, as soon as the snow stopped, Tie Qi went to the bazaar to buy something that should be needed, and Fan Yan was instructed to do the work of a buddy, as for the behind-the-scenes boss, he was still hiding in his little world, and he had no intention of helping. Liu Mu didn't mean to let her participate, the wine sign was hung up and the plaque was hung up, and the square ancient font was written in a dignified manner, "Fenglin Night" stopped Fan Yan, who had jumped out, to set off firecrackers to celebrate, Liu Mu beckoned into the wine cellar in the backyard of the inn.

The wine is not mellow, but it is very clear and clear. It's very strong, it's a general's drunkenness caused by mountain springs. The mountain spring flows into here from the back mountain, and the bottom can be seen clearly, Liu Mu has long thought that his general is drunk, and this time he sees a ready-made mountain spring, how can he not brew it. I saw that the wine cellar was densely stacked with wine jars, and the aroma of wine lingered in the sky, Fan Yan took a few deep breaths of the wine fragrance wafting in the air with a limited appetite, and really wanted to hold an altar to taste it immediately.

"It's not ready yet, so we'll have to wait two more days. As if he understood Fan Yan's thoughts, Liu Mu said lightly with his hands behind his back.

"Hehe, Brother Mu, I didn't expect you to have this skill, it's amazing!" he said and gave a thumbs up.

"Shaolin will block the entry and exit of the town in the next few days, you tell Tieqi, don't clash with them, and don't mention my identity. Remember!" Liu Mu was a little worried about them, and specially called Fan Yan to this hidden place and instructed.

"Don't worry, Brother Mu. I'm not an ignorant child, and Tieqi is not a big mouth, so I can't get into trouble. Fan Yan said with some indifference.

Liu Mu nodded and said, "In the past few days, we only need to decorate the inn, and we don't have to deliberately avoid the people of Shaolin, as long as you and Tieqi don't clash with them, I guess they won't stay here for long." “

By noon, the Iron Banner had returned. With a large group of craftsmen and carriages noisily parked outside the inn, under the command of him and Fan Yan, the truckloads of vegetables, grains and kitchen utensils were moved into the back kitchen, as for those craftsmen, they were pulled aside by Liu Mu and carefully explained the requirements of the decoration. In fact, the amount of work is very small, and there are basically no changes, nothing more than the renovation of the walls, the laying of the floor, and the replacement of the doors. With the opening of the silver road, everything was not a problem, and it was all repaired in two days. During this period, Wang Rong was alarmed by the sound of clanging, and when she saw Liu Mu supervising the work there, she went back with confidence, and she didn't even come out on the day of the opening, in the words of Tieqi: "What are these old ladies doing in the house all day, and they haven't seen any food, can't it really be a ghost?" Obviously, he has also heard about the inn, a fierce place where the statement is outside, in the past few days.

"Shut up, you, if we were murderous, we would have confessed here a long time ago, and what kind of shop would you open in a hurry, you brain!" Without waiting for Liu Mu to reprimand, Fan Yan hurriedly grabbed the young man and mocked the iron flag.

Liu Mu knew that Fan Yan was deliberately covering for Tieqi, thinking about the fact that the two of them practiced knives together every day and rested in one room, some feelings were inevitable. But they were still a little depressed when they misunderstood that they were not close to people, and immediately walked into the room out of sight and out of mind.

"I said that you grew up eating pig butts, you can't use your brain before speaking, you don't see that Brother Mu really wants to open this store, he has been staring at the completion of the decoration for the past two days, and said that what a damn murderous place, if I didn't take the front, you kid would be waiting to be beaten!" Fan Yan saw Liu Mu coming, and began to reprimand the iron flag proudly.

Not to mention, after Fan Yan was so frightened, Tie Qi's neck really shrunk in fright, and he stared nervously at the door of Liu Mu's room for a long time, ignoring Fan Yan's hateful ridicule, and said in a low voice: "Old Fan, have you noticed that the young master has always been gloomy in the past two days, and it gives me a very bad feeling, how can I say it? “

How could Fan Yan, who had low strength, feel it, thinking that Tieqi was being foolish, and said disdainfully: "Pull it down quickly, it's still gloomy, and it's still the ancestor of the blood knife." You're going crazy with your practice, aren't you?"

Tie Qi is not wrong, in the past two days, Liu Mu has begun to cultivate the Seven Killing Heart Sutra and the Breaking Love Sword Technique, he himself has no feelings, but the words of the master can be seen at a glance that he is cultivating extremely murderous exercises, which is also unavoidable, and when the cultivation of the Seven Killing Heart Sutra is successful, the killing intent will be hidden, and when it is released against the enemy, it can make the person who is not strong in his will collapse by himself, but Fan Yan, who has just entered the third rate, can't feel this killing intent. From this point of view, Tie Qi is afraid that he has made a breakthrough in cultivation recently, and it is estimated that he is about to enter the second-rate realm.

"Alright, don't think about it. Hurry up and find a way to recruit two juniors and a cook, you can't let us do this!" Fan Yan interrupted the iron banner that was still thinking about it, urging.

"Oh, oh!" Shaking his head back to his senses, Tieqi said hurriedly: "Then what are you waiting for, go to the market, there are many people there." Damn, you can't really do it, I can't afford to lose that person!" After speaking, he pulled Fan Yan out and ran towards the market.

Liu Mu, who was cultivating in the room, didn't notice that when the inn was quiet, the proprietress who was ignored by them on weekdays, Wang Rong, suddenly opened the door and looked out for a while, but there was no one behind. Only then did he hurriedly walk towards the back mountain with a box, his pale face wrapped in a turban, and even those who were familiar with it could not recognize it for a while.