"Master, we don't have anything special here, why do we have to come in?" In the county seat, Luo Siyuan walked on the empty street with a donkey, and couldn't help but ask Zhang Xuanqing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It turned out that despite the persuasion of the officers and soldiers at the city gate, Zhang Xuanqing still decided to take Luo Siyuan into the city.

Although Luo Siyuan didn't know the reason why the officers and soldiers at the city gate were hesitant, he also thought that things in the city might be very troublesome. And he and Zhang Xuanqing were just passing by here, and besides, they hadn't slept in the wild before, so he couldn't understand why Zhang Xuanqing still came in.

Behind, Zhang Xuanqing sat on the donkey, heard Luo Siyuan's question, and asked with a chuckle: "What's the matter?" At this time, his back was leaning on the donkey's neck, and his head was resting on the donkey's head. One of the legs is coiled on the donkey's back, and the toes are pressed against the donkey's buttocks, while the other is dangling on one side, and occasionally swaying twice.

Of course, this is all an illusion, and the real deity is still squatting on the donkey's head.

Hearing this, Luo Siyuan hurriedly shook his head: "Master, I'm not afraid, really not." It's just that...... It just doesn't feel necessary. ”

"Heh—is it not necessary? A dozen lives are not enough for you to 'deign' to come here to see?"

"No, no, no, master, I didn't mean that......" Hearing Zhang Xuanqing's tone was wrong, Luo Siyuan was so frightened that he stopped and explained in a loud voice.

Zhang Xuanqing waved his hand to interrupt him and said, "That's it, you don't have to say more." As you said, it doesn't matter if we're here. But let's go somewhere else, isn't it okay?"

"Yes, yes......" Luo Siyuan echoed, and although he stopped, the donkey did not stop, and continued to move forward. Just as the donkey overtook him, revealing Zhang Xuanqing behind him. He peeked and saw that Zhang Xuanqing had no look on his face, so he breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously, "Master, are you here to find out the murderer?"

Zhang Xuan glanced at him and shook his head slowly: "Who said that the murderer must be the murderer?"

This question was weird, Luo Siyuan felt that there was a loophole in Zhang Xuanqing's words, but he couldn't say it, so he had to open his mouth and close his mouth again.

I heard Zhang Xuanqing say again: "Okay, don't worry about these things, the most important thing for us now is to find an inn to live in first." As for the rest...... We'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

"Yes, Master!" Luo Siyuan agreed, and continued to lead the donkey forward.

After walking two more streets, I saw an inn. At this time, the sun had completely set, and the sky and the earth were gray, but the pretense in front of the inn had not yet been lit, and even the door was closed.

Walking to the front of the inn, I looked inside, but unfortunately the crack in the door was too tight to see the light. Luo Siyuan hesitated a little: "Master, there won't be no one in this inn, right?"

Zhang Xuanqing shook his head and pointed to his ears: "Knock on the door, Poor Dao heard it, there were people breathing inside, and there were people eating, there must be someone." ”

Luo Siyuan's eyebrows showed a little doubt, is there it? Why didn't I hear it? But when he thought that Zhang Xuanqing was an "immortal", his hearing must be better than his own, so he stopped asking, stretched out his hand, and knocked lightly on the door.

Knock - knock, knock!

The knock on the door is long and short, which is also a kind of etiquette. In ancient times, there were generally three knocks on the door, and there should be an interval between the first one and the two last. If it is a continuous shooting, or the knocking is not finished, it is generally a funeral report, and it is usually very likely to be beaten when you knock on the door.

However, after a while, there was no answer from the inn. Luo Siyuan was about to knock again, but Zhang Xuanqing stopped him and said loudly: "Shopkeeper, please open the door, the poor road passes here, there is nowhere to rest, and please make it convenient for the shopkeeper." ”

Two voices of conversation suddenly sounded in the room, and even Luo Siyuan heard it. But the voice was extremely low, as if it was deliberately suppressed, so that Luo Siyuan couldn't hear what he was saying when he listened carefully. I can only vaguely hear one or two words, as if they are "open", "no", "maybe", "be good", etc., but I can't be sure.

After those two voices, a clear voice sounded again, and this time Luo Siyuan heard it clearly. The other party was a man, and what he said was: "The shopkeeper, open the door to do business, and do not refuse to fly customers." Since everyone has come to the door, you don't open the door and keep people out, but what is the reason?"

One of the two voices before sounded again, and it was an old man. Although the voice was still deliberately low, it was much higher than the last time, allowing Luo Siyuan to hear the content. What he said was: "This son, don't harm me. Xiao Lao'er still has a family to support, it's dark this day, and there are monsters in the city......"

Before the old man could finish speaking, the man interrupted: "The shopkeeper is too worried, haven't you heard the other party claim to be, he is a Taoist priest, how can he be a monster?

"This ...... Alas!" The old man sighed deeply, probably thinking that these three or two sentences must have been heard by the people at the door, and he immediately said: "That's it, that's it, little Liuzi, go open the door." ”

With a string of footsteps, there was a creak, and the door opened, revealing the face of a teenager. He was sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a felt hat and a white rag on his shoulder. opened the door and observed Zhang Xuanqing and Luo Siyuan first, and then looked at both sides of the street before turning around and saying, "Two guest officers, please inside." ”

"Thank you!" Zhang Xuanqing and Luo Siyuan walked into the inn, only to see that the lobby was wide, with more than thirty tables, but only two lamps were lit. One was at the counter, the candlelight flickered, reflecting a thin old man in his sixties behind him, and the other was at a dining table on the left side of the lobby aisle, behind which sat a young man in a brocade suit.

The lobby was dim, Zhang Xuanqing and Luo Siyuan had just taken a look at the furnishings in the room, when there was a sudden bang, and there was a sound from behind, but it was the shopkeeper who closed the door again, and even added three latches in a row. Only then did he reflexively walk back, stand in front of Zhang Xuanqing, bow down and stretch out his hand to a table on the right: "Two guest officers, please here." ”

Zhang Xuanqing waved his hand and said, "No need." Instead, he walked to the table of the brocade-clothed man on the left and bowed: "Thank you for this brother, if there is no brother to help, I am afraid that Poor Dao will have to sleep on the street tonight." ”

The brocade-clothed boy got up and returned the salute: "The Taoist chief is polite, everyone is out of the house, if you can help two sentences, you will help two sentences, no need to thank you." In Xia Di Renying, he has always loved to make friends, and he has not consulted the Taoist Taoist?"

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Xuanqing to answer, he patted his head again: "Look at my brain, the Taoist chief is here at this time, he must have been on the road for a day, and he is very tired, right? Come on, come on, the Taoist chief sit down, and this little brother, sit down together." The back refers to Luo Siyuan. Immediately afterwards, he instructed Xiao Er to blanch a pot of good wine and prepare a few new dishes.

Luo Siyuan couldn't help but set his eyes on Zhang Xuanqing, but instead of asking Zhang Xuanqing's opinion, he was looking forward to his answer. Along the way, he thought about asking Zhang Xuanqing's name several times, but he was afraid that Zhang Xuanqing would not tell him, so he never asked. Now that this son has helped them, he thinks that Zhang Xuanqing will not fool the past like he did with Hu Lai, and he is looking forward to it. (To be continued.) )