Xi San, Hong Kuan, the big shopkeeper of the Hong family in Jiangnan, asked Nanjian where he was staying, and he used the excuse that he had to visit a friend here, and he couldn't settle down yet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Therefore, the six of them said some words of thanks to him, then went downstairs, got on their respective horses, left the Phoenix City Restaurant, and went back to the Xihe Splendid Inn.

Nan Jian didn't go to visit any friends, he sent the six people out of the Phoenix Restaurant, and then walked out of the gate of the courtyard of the restaurant himself. When he came to the dimly lit street, he saw that there was no one around him, so he walked towards the black roof along the street, like a bat flying in the black air, jumped up to the roof, and floated past several houses behind, and flew towards the Splendid Inn on the edge of the West River.

The quiet street was suddenly heard with the sound of horses' hooves, like thunder in the night sky, breaking the silence of the city and waking the people along the street from their sleep. So, someone pushed open the window and, with curiosity, looked at the movement on the street below the window. Suddenly, he saw a group of men on horseback and with knives speeding through the dark and hemp streets.

From the hearth of the high-ironsmith opposite, in the green light shining into the street, the man saw that there were always twenty swordsmen on horseback. And the one who walked in the front seemed to be a camel, because from the light of the fire that came from the opposite side, he found that the man was lying on it like a monkey, and on his back was a bulging burden.

Therefore, when the group of horses galloped past, the man who was watching from the window let out a contemptuous sneer: "Hmph, there is a camel!"

At this time, Hong Kuan, the big shopkeeper of the Hong family in Jiangnan, with three people from the Yellow Dragon Dart Bureau and two Khitan gold-armored warriors, had returned to the Xihe Splendid Inn. As soon as they entered the inn and jumped off their horses, the second brother of the inn led their horses to the back trough to feed.

"Brother Zhao Darttou and Desert Tieji, it's not too early, let's rest!" Hong Kuan, the big shopkeeper of the Hong family in Jiangnan, arched his hand at everyone and said.

"See you tomorrow, big shopkeeper!" everyone said goodbye to him.

After they dispersed, Hong Kuan, the big shopkeeper of the Hong family in Jiangnan, stepped on the wooden ladder upstairs with brisk steps with excited mood. Directly south of the inn's third floor, in the direction of the city center facing Phoenix behind, there is a large guest room.

Hong Kuan knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened with a babbling sound, and Hong Kuan called out in an excited tone: "Madam!" and walked in.

The lights were on in the room, and I saw that Nan Jian was in the carriage at the entrance of the Phoenix Restaurant, and the woman he saw was in the room. The clothes and grooming on her body have not changed at all, and the expression on her face is also very natural, and there is no discomfort at all. As soon as Hong Kuan walked in the door, he closed the door, and after that, he couldn't wait to pick up the woman and walk towards the bed behind a row of partitions.

At this time, the woman in his arms giggled and whispered, "Old rules!"

When Hong Kuan heard this, his face was full of surprise, and he put the woman in his arms on the bed, and after that, he went to a bag next to the bed and grabbed several red ribbons. He grabbed one of the ribbons in his hand and tied the woman's arm from the wrist with it behind her back.

After helping his arms, he began to tie the woman's feet again. After a while, the woman's hands and feet were tied, like a prisoner of sin, and they were bound firmly. At this time, Hong Kuan went to the baggage and found a piece of white silk cloth, broke it into a roll, and stuffed it into the woman's mouth.

In this way, the woman almost became a charming zongzi, so Hong Kuan finally took out a horsewhip from his baggage, and in order to test the quality of the horsewhip, he threw it a few times in the air! Sure enough, the sound was very crisp, proving that it was a very good whip.

Hearing the sound of the horsewhip, the woman turned her face lying on the bed sideways with a frightened expression, and glanced at Hong Kuan, whose poignant eyes no one could guess whether it was excitement, pain, or fear!

And Hong Kuan sent a meaningful sneer at the woman, just like the glance that the woman just turned her face sideways and turned her head, no one could guess whether he was excited, painful, or helpless in his sneer!

But then, without saying a word, he whipped the woman on the back and round ass. Immediately, the sound of snapping, snapping, snapping, rang out in this silent room. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and when Hong Kuan heard it, he stopped the whip held in the air.

"Whew!" he snorted angrily, slamming his whip in the air, "who is it, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" As he spoke, he had reached the door and was about to reach for the latch, but he stopped.

"Who!" he decided to ask first.

"Shopkeeper Hong, Mr. Zhou is visiting outside!" said a woman's voice outside the door.

However, Hong Kuan didn't think for a while who this Mr. Zhou was. He disturbed his scalp, but he didn't think about it, and in the end, he asked the door again: "That Mr. Zhou!"

"It's Mr. Zhou who supplies us with Xinyang hair!"

This time, he finally remembered, "Oh! it's him," he cried out in surprise with a look of sudden realization. Later, he hesitated and asked, "How did he know we were here?" As he spoke, he opened the door.

And the one standing outside the door to spread the word was one of the woman's two maids. When she saw Hong Kuan open the door, she bowed to him, "Shopkeeper Hong," she said, "The slave doesn't know how he knows the news that we are here!"

"Oh, got it!" Hong Kuan nodded and smiled at her, "Where is he now, I'll just go see him?"

"He was in the hall on the first floor of the inn, and just now the innkeeper came up and knocked on my door, and told me," said the maid, "and he doesn't know which room you live in, the shopkeeper." ”

"Okay! I'll go. So saying, he threw the whip in his hand on a chair placed against the wall on the right side of the door, and when he went out of the door, he gave a special account to the maid and shut the door.

The maid closed the door of the room as he said, and went back to her room to sleep. When Hong Kuan's footsteps disappeared in the long hallway, the guest rooms on the entire floor were quiet again.

At this moment, the window of their room was suddenly pushed open, and the woman lying on the bed was taken aback. She turned her face on the bed to look, and saw a tall man dressed in purple and carrying a broad-leaved sword on his back, his bronzed cheeks with some stubble and a pair of eyes as bright as stars in the dark sky.

The woman exclaimed, "Nanjian, why are you here!"