After eating, I went out of the inn, it was already afternoon at this time, and it would not be long before it was evening, since Ning Caichen came to collect the account, then the date agreed by Zhu Houlie and Zhuge Wolong was almost coming, so at this time Zhu Houlie was going to Lanruo Temple to wait for Zhuge Wolong's arrival. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Walking to the street, Zhu Houlie came to a painting stall, suddenly saw a painting, and blurted out a thought in his heart: "How much does this painting cost boss?"

This is a picture of a beautiful woman grooming, and the beauty in the picture is very similar to Nie Xiaoqian, I don't know why Zhu Houlie suddenly became interested in this beautiful picture, so he asked the price.

"Yo, this Daoist, your taste is really high. ”

The boss is a down-and-out literati in his thirties and forties, with a folding fan inserted in the back of his neck, and a plaster pasted on the right temple, looking very obscene, he smiled and said to Zhu Houlie: "It's not expensive, it's not expensive at all, it's only five dollars of silver." ”

"You are sincere, and there is no lion to open your mouth. Zhu Houlie smiled, "This is a tael of silver, you don't need to look for it." ”

Throwing a tael of silver onto the painting stall, Zhu Houlie rolled up the painting. One penny of silver is a hundred copper coins, and he has dozens of copper coins on his body now, and those silver ingots and silver taels are at least one tael of silver, and he doesn't have a few small coins like silver

"Daoist, go slowly, come back next time!" the boss said with a smile.

Although the plaster boss is dripping blood in his heart, although these two pieces of silver are enough for him to be chic for a month, but he knew that this Taoist guest bid so happily, how could he only open five dollars of silver, which is still the amount that some of his guests want to bargain with!

"Don't have long eyes, call you not long eyes!" After Zhu Houlie left, the bullshit plaster boss slapped himself a few times.

Put the beauty makeup picture into the Qiankun bag, Zhu Houlie strolled towards Lanruo Temple, and on the way met Ning Caichen, the protagonist of the moneyless guest house, who was fooled into resting in Lanruo Temple for a night.

However, Zhu Houlie didn't have anything to deal with him, although he destroyed Ning Caichen's opportunities, but Zhu Houlie also kept this powerless scholar away from all kinds of dangers to a certain extent, so they couldn't talk about who owed whom.

Because he was in a hurry to return to Lanruo Temple, Zhu Houlie quickened his pace, and left Ning Caichen far away in three times and two strokes, and it didn't take long for him to come to Lanruo Temple.

Before entering the gate of Lanruo Temple, Zhu Houlie heard a shouting voice.

"Yan Chixia, you come out for me, tonight we have to have a good comparison to see who is the number one sword in the world!"

"Brother Xiahou, I'm hiding here, won't you let me go?" Yan Chixia's voice came into Zhu Houlie's ears with some helplessness.

"As long as I defeat you and become the number one sword in the world, I will not come to you to fight again!"

"You are a dead Xiahou, the tiger is not powerful, and you still treat me as a sick cat!" Yan Chixia shouted.

It's better than that, he, Yan Chixia, is not even afraid of the Demon King, how can he be afraid of his subordinates being defeated?

Ding! Ding!

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, the two famous swordsmen of the Great Zhou fought like this.

"I didn't expect to see a good show when I went back to Lanruo Temple, it was really interesting. Zhu Houlie flew to the roof next to the battle between the two and watched them duel with interest.

"It's all swordsmanship, but Yan Chixia seems to have left a hand. Zhu Houlie muttered in a low voice.

Compared with Taoism, he is not as good as Yan Chixia now, but in pure martial arts, even if Yan Chixia is almost old enough to be Zhu Houlie's father, he is also worse than himself in this regard. The world of a Chinese woman is a world where Taoism is prosperous and demons are dancing, not a paradise for warriors.

The two of you come and go, it's not lively, this Xiahou swordsman is extremely ruthless with every sword, and he has to put people to death in his moves, but Yan Chixia has room to spare, but he is only defending and not attacking now, so it gives ordinary people a feeling that they are inseparable.

After a while, Ning Caichen also came to Lanruo Temple, and even strayed into the battle circle between Yan Chixia and Xiahou Swordsmen. And at this moment, the fierce battle between the two changed, Yan Chixia swept over with a sword from the air, and the man hurriedly resisted with a horizontal sword, but Yan Chixia was even faster than him. Before Xiahou Swordsman's sword moved, Yan Chixia had already injured his arm.

The two immediately stood apart and confronted each other with swords, but poor Ning Cai became the figure at the center of their confrontation, Ning Caichen swallowed: "You guys should finish fighting, right?"

Yan Chixia didn't pay attention to Ning Caichen, but said to Xiahou swordsman: "Brother Xiahou, you and I have fought for seven years, and you have lost for seven years. But you're quite patient, where I avoid, you chase after you. ”

Xia Hou swordsman said indignantly: "Yan Chixia, I can't imagine that you came to Lanruo Temple for half a month and sharpened your sword even more!"

Yan Chixia shook her head and denied: "No, it's just that you have wasted your youth, your ambition is too big, you don't seek progress, for the sake of the vanity of the world's first sword, your edge is too exposed, and your intentions are not right." The shape of the move is uncertain, the fire is too big, the move is strong and weak, you still have a problem, the sword is fast and not accurate!"

Zhu Houlie and Yan Chixia have been friends for a while, and they didn't expect Yan Chixia to have such a mouthful, it seems that he was really entangled by this Xiahou swordsman and had no choice, so he began to poison the snake.

Xia Houjian trembled with anger: "Yan Chixia, I'm here to compete with you, not to listen to your preaching, you..."

Ning Caichen interjected at this time: "Yes, yes, yes! You are also right, he can't beat you anymore, and if you still talk about him like this, he is not so faceless; he is also right! People with beards have already avoided you, why are you so troubled? It is better to put down the sword and move the other party with your love, you must know that the universe is infinite, and love is eternal? This is the world of love, not the world of the sword, and love is the most powerful weapon!"

"your love!" Xiahou Swordsman saw that Ying Yan Chixia was hopeless at this moment, so he turned around and left.

For him, a man who licks blood from the knife, it is better to talk about love with him than about fists.

"Scholar with love, what are you doing here alone?" Yan Chixia asked.

"Bearded, I'm here for the night. Although Ning Caichen was a little afraid of this fierce beard, he still responded stubbornly in order to avoid sleeping in the open.

"It's all empty, you can find a place to live yourself. Yan Chixia said coldly.

Unlike the original book, the tree demon is dead, and the female ghosts have been dispersed, and even those dried corpses have been wiped out by Yan Chixia during this time, so Yan Dabeard is not against someone staying overnight in Lanruo Temple.

"Brother Yan, long time no see. Zhu Houlie jumped off the eaves.

"Brother Zhu, I thought you were traveling all over the world!" Yan Chixia rarely smiled.

"I've been in retreat before, but because I had an appointment with someone to meet at Lanruo Monastery, I came again. Zhu Houlie smiled and said, "What, aren't you welcome?"

"Of course welcome!" Yan Chixia replied with a smile.

The two talked very happily and regarded Ning Caichen as nothing, but Ning Caichen didn't want to be a person in their circle now, and just wanted to live in Lanruo Temple for one night.