I still remember that the first time I got drunk was at the Laifu Inn in Chang'an City. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I think that at that time, with the skills of the dignified Luo Jinxian, he was actually dizzy by a little wine, and he must have been troubled by his own heart.

After coming to this strange world, it was also the first time that I got the most forgetful and carefree rest here.

Walking in the air, Mu Ran's speed was naturally extremely fast, and it didn't take long for Chang'an City to be faintly visible.

High in the sky, the gusts of wind that rushed to his face were naturally difficult for Mu Ran, and he wiped it out with a wave of his hand.

When he arrived outside the city, Mu Ran collected the spell and found an inconspicuous place to settle down at random. At the feet of the Son of Heaven is now a place where all forces must fight. From not fighting to fighting, I don't know how many ups and downs I have gone through. Of course, these are not the issues that Mu Ran has to consider. What he did was just because he didn't want to be noticeable.

At the gate of the city, there are naturally soldiers guarding it, and if ordinary people want to come and go, they naturally have to pay that money. However, these officers and soldiers are also sharp-eyed and know who can be offended and who cannot be offended. Seeing that Mu Ran was dressed in a red robe and dressed luxuriously and differently, where did he dare to be too embarrassed? Just a few symbolic smiles, and let him pass after receiving the share of the copper coins.

Walking on the road, Chang'an in broad daylight is naturally lively. At this moment, Taizong has passed away, but Gaozong ascended the throne and continued to implement the political and economic systems formulated by Taizong.

Walking step by step, shuttling through the noisy and bustling streets and alleys, from birth to accession, it is a new feeling. It's just that there are thousands of paths, but there is always only the only one that suits you. Mu Ran's heart is already solid at this moment, and it is naturally impossible to change it for this little touch.

Revisiting the old place, the Rifle Inn is naturally his ultimate goal. I think that at the beginning, the Laifu Inn was burned down by him with a fire, which can be said to have suffered an unjustified disaster. Fortunately, the boss behind the Rifle Inn has quite a lot of assets, and he doesn't care about such a little bit. On top of the ruins, a new Rifle Inn was rebuilt. To this day, it is also well organized.

"Come, guest officer, please inside!" The skilled shopkeeper saw that a distinguished customer was coming, and hurriedly threw the towel on his shoulder and hurriedly greeted him.

"May I ask the guest officer, how many are there in total?" With a little flattery, the shopkeeper asked grovelly.

I found a random seat and sat down. Although the inn business is good, there are always fewer people in the daytime. Glancing around, Mu Ran sighed and said, "Let's be alone, serve a few exquisite side dishes, and have a pot of sake." ”

"Okay, guest officer, please wait a moment. With a wipe of the table, the shopkeeper took the silver handed by Mu Ran and ran to the side with joy.

With no one around to bother, Mu Ran looked around leisurely, but did not find Jiuyou's figure. It wasn't that he didn't suspect that some of the drinkers present were disguised as Nine Shades, but now he was confident enough to see through all the vanity whose strength was inferior to his own.

Originally, everything was quite normal, but there was only one thing that made Mu Ran puzzled.

In the corner, there was a man dressed in white. Judging by his expression, breath, and behavior, he is just like an ordinary person, or even more normal than an ordinary person, and he can't see anything different at all. But this is what makes Mu Ran feel incomprehensible.

stared at the man in white for a long time, but found that the man in white was not moved at all, and Mu Ran gave up in the end. No matter who this person is, what purpose this person has here, and he has nothing to do with him, then Mu Ran will not think about it anymore.

At this time, the shopkeeper came with sake and side dishes, and Mu Ran also retracted his gaze and began to concentrate on dealing with the side dishes in front of him.

With his retracted gaze, the man in white suddenly raised his head, his fierce gaze swept over, and then became dull again, even more cloudy than ordinary people.

"Three days, you have waited for me for three days and three nights, so how long should I wait for you?" After such a long time, Mu Ran's alcohol consumption did not make any progress. After just a few glasses of wine, his face was already red, and he began to feel a little dizzy.

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, since unforgettable....... this era, there must not be this poet. Ten years of life and death, ten years, only ten years. But what about me, it's been so many years, so many years!"

There was a little helplessness in the words, a little sadness, and in the end, there was even a little more crying.

It was late at night, but it was only a few glasses of wine, and so much time had passed. At this moment, the Rifle Inn, as always, no one exists, and even the man in white left after he was full of wine and food.

"Ahh

The noise of crows came from the sky, and in the middle of the night it would only be annoying, but it was a pity that it could not be driven away.

Bite!

The shopkeeper, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up from his dream. The noisy voice in his ears was noisy, and he couldn't do it anymore. When I looked up, I was scared. Right next to his head, a thin silver wire was glued to it. It's a pity that this ingot of silver seems to have been squeezed by something, and most of it has been embedded in the silver wire.

This shopkeeper is not the kind of stupid fool, knowing that he wandered around outside the ghost gate, he was already scared stupid, and he didn't move in place, and he didn't know what to do.

"This ingot is yours, go out this night. You don't have to stay here. Although Fang Cai's head was still crooked on the table, Mu Ran had already woken up at this time, looking at the cashier with sleepy eyes.

"Well, yes, yes, Childe, be careful. "Where do you dare to stay? After pinching the silver with his hand, he bent down and ran away without looking back.

"Jiuyou, this is the second time I've come here to see you. You don't have to kill people every time. Rubbing his eyes sleepily, Mu Ran patted his head vigorously, trying to make himself more sober.

"Why do you have to drink every time?" said the words lightly, with a hint of coldness. But Mu Ran heard a little bit of concern from it. For a moment, he even wondered if he had misheard. How could Jiuyou, who has always been cold, have such emotions?

"Because I want to drink, I drink. "On one side, I was dizzy, trying to wake myself up, but on the other hand, I kept pouring one cup after another.

"Hmph. What answered him was a cold snort from Jiuyou. Mu Ran turned his head, only to find that Jiuyou had already arrived behind him. Dressed in a silver brocade robe, and even wearing an iron mask, it can't hide that peerless style.

"I'm going to take you somewhere. The sudden change of words surprised Mu Ran again. It's just that before he reacts, his sleeves have been pulled by Jiuyou, and he keeps dragging them out.