Looking at the two people whose faces were swollen like pigs' heads, the people in the inn were shocked, and the other guys in the inn saw that the shopkeeper was pushed in by others, and knew that this person was not good, and most of them came to find fault.

Because looking at his appearance, he was dressed in tatters, where did he have any money to live in a hotel, and this was not an almshouse, so he could not accept refugees.

Maybe he felt that it was not appropriate to use a knife and gun against this old man, and a person who originally wanted to smash the old man with a bench also gave up, thinking that as long as he was beaten up, his body and bones were beaten like that again, if he was beaten to death with a heavy hand, then don't eat a lawsuit?

All the men had reservations, but as soon as they rushed in front of the old man, they were blown away by a strong wind, and five or six big men fell to the ground like that.

The other guests in the inn, seeing such a scene, were terrified in their hearts, and they thought to themselves, didn't they encounter ghosts, how powerful are the living?

These veterans who have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years have avoided the old man far away, and those who have a little higher level of kung fu know that the other party is not easy to mess with, and those who don't know martial arts at all can only hide far away.

At this time, a shopkeeper with a big waist and a round waist in the inn walked out slowly, and when he saw the old man's appearance, he hurriedly laughed and said: "The seniors are really good, and the juniors are so admirable, but you are looking for trouble, but you have come to the wrong place." ”

After he finished speaking, there was already an extra abacus in his hand, an iron abacus bead, which had appeared in front of the old man's eyes in the blink of an eye, and the old man's eyes were still covered by messy hair, I don't know if he could see the hidden weapon attacking him clearly.

I saw him wave his hand slightly, and he held a few iron beads in his hand, snorted and said, "Little Yu'er, the bones have grown hard, and you forgot who gave you this hand?"

After his voice was finished, the shopkeeper's fat face showed a frightened expression, as if he regretted it very much, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you are Uncle Zhao?"

"Isn't it who I am, do you think I'm dead?"

Listening to the old man's words, the fat shopkeeper's hand holding the abacus trembled slightly, hurriedly threw the abacus aside, and said haha: "How come, Uncle Zhao has a long life of 100 years, longevity and Tianqi, Xiao Yu'er looks forward to your boss's visit every day." ”

The old man mentioned the puffy face of Thirteen again, and said to the fat shopkeeper: "Since this is the case, then you can arrange it, we will stay for one night." ”

"Of course, Xiao Er, quickly lead the two distinguished guests to the 'Tianzi No. 1 room', and then prepare hot water and meals, and serve them well. ”

The shopkeeper was stabbed all over his body, and with a bitter face, he said embarrassedly: "Shopkeeper, there are already guests living in the 'Tianzi No. 1 room'." ”

"Then let them move out and get the room out. ”

The old man sneered and said, "It's not necessary, why smash the signboard of your house for the sake of a bad old man and a half-dead waste, just arrange a random one." ”

The fat shopkeeper was afraid of upsetting the old man, so he reluctantly agreed, and under the reluctant leadership of Xiao Er, the old man dragged Thirteen all the way to the second floor and entered the "Xuanzi No. 5 room".

When they entered the room, the fat shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead, patted his chest, and said to his subordinates: "Mazi and Dasha, who are in charge of the kitchen, take out your most proud skills, and if you don't serve the big Buddha well, our inn will not be far from closing." ”

The two chefs who had been hired for a lot of money should be down, thinking that it must be more than enough to deal with that sloppy old man, how can he go with his mouth? Even Lord Shangshu has eaten the dishes he cooks, and he is full of praise, can he be more picky than Shangshu?

But the shopkeeper attaches such importance to it, they naturally don't dare to take it lightly, if nothing else, just the hand that the old man showed just now is enough to far surpass the average master.

Throwing the unconscious Thirteen to the ground, the crazy old man sat down on the chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

It didn't take long for Thirteen to finally wake up, and when he saw the old man looking out the window, he couldn't help but ask, "Senior, what are you looking at, there is no moon tonight." ”

The old man ignored him, and when he saw him like this, he felt disappointed, and suddenly heard a knock at the door, and it turned out that the guys in the shop had already boiled water and brought it to them.

When the two men entered the room, they were smoky by a foul smell, and they didn't dare to pinch their noses, so they could only secretly hold their breath, pour the water into the barrel skillfully, and then quickly retreated.

The old man took off his shirt at once, and Thirteen couldn't help but be frightened, only to see that the old man's back had countless scars, the scars of the sword slash were all over the place, and the sharp arrows were shot with thousands of holes.

"Can you survive such an injury, is it a human or a ghost?" Thirteen sighed in his heart with such doubts, his dissatisfaction with the old man in his heart was a little less, and he was a little more sincere admiration.

The old man washed in the wooden barrel for a long time, and there was a sour smell in the room, but fortunately, Thirteen was also covered in sweat, and his nose was already used to it, so he was not so disgusted.

The old man put on the new clothes prepared by the shopkeeper, and his original messy hair was also tied up with a chopstick, but his face was still swollen, and after Thirteen saw it, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The old man gave him a blank look, and finally said coldly: "How good can you be to dare to make fun of me?"

Thirteen touched his face, shocked, his own face was also swollen, why didn't he feel pain?

The meal was ready, and when Thirteen saw it, he ran up to get chopsticks and was about to eat a big meal, but the old man gently blocked him and said, "Go and take a bath, wash it and eat again." ”

After he finished speaking, Xiao Er in the store had already changed the bath water, and Thirteen protested: "I'm dying of hunger, I'm going to eat and wash again." ”

After he finished speaking, the old man picked up the chopsticks in his hand, faced the thirteen menacing rushes, gently clamped his arm, and then raised it upward.

The bodies of thirteen or hundreds of pounds were picked up like that, like a kite, flying in the direction of the barrel.

Hearing only a "pop" sound, Thirteen fell into the barrel, splashing countless water, Thirteen hurriedly took off his dirty clothes, threw them aside, and scrubbed his body with swift movements.

When he changed into clean clothes again, there was only leftovers left in front of the old man, and Thirteen sat down with a frown, and ate without raising his head.

The old man looked at him and said coldly, "Eat slowly, don't choke to death." ”

After Thirteen devoured it, he said seriously: "Thank you seniors for saving your life, but there are still important things to do, so I will leave." ”

"Stop, are you going to die? Even if you want to die, you have to ask me if I agree. The old man's tepid voice reached Thirteen's ears, causing him to feel a headache.