In the middle of the night, passing by was awakened by the pain in his forehead, and something sharp and hard kept knocking him, one at a time.

He reached for it, and felt something in the velvet, which fluttered away from his palm, and then continued to knock again, and the more he tapped, the more he tapped his face.

It's the parrot.

When he realized this, he immediately came to his senses, and immediately smelled a vague sweetness.

I'm going to be drugged!

The latch is rattling, and someone is carefully prieing at it. Passing by, he tiptoed to the ground barefoot, grabbed a chair in his hand, stared at the door panel without blinking, and his palms were full of cold sweat.

The tip of a knife came in through the crack in the door, and the man must have been impatient enough to pry it, so he slashed it directly. The latch fell, and the man kicked it open. Passing by, the moment he kicked the door open, he smashed the chair in his hand towards the opposite window.

"Where?" the man snorted, chasing after the shadow that flew out of the window. Passing by, he saw the right time and ran towards the door, going straight to Ding Dian's room.

"Brother Ding, open the door!"

The door opened, and Ding Dian was already woken up by the movement next door. "Brother Lu, what's wrong?"

Passing by and ignoring him, he went to his room and said, "Lend me to hide." As he spoke, the night thief who knew that he had been fooled had chased after him. Passing by, he shouted "Ahh Ding Dian took the lead, and immediately stepped forward and stopped the night thief.

"The Tibetan rat generation also deserves to be rampant here?"

The night thief was furious, and the single knife slashed down, and the tiger was vigorous. Ding Dian saw the situation clearly, and unhurriedly backhanded his wrist. The night thief was startled, and then realized that this roadblocker was not weak. He returned to his wrist halfway, and the knife posture was immediately changed, and he reversed from the bottom to the top. Ding Dian was still unhurried, did not dodge or dodge, and still grabbed his wrist.

The night thief now knew that he had met a master, and he didn't dare to be careless, and a knife made him extremely calm. Ding Dian didn't let him be so calm, he slashed with both palms, shuttling in the sword light, not at all disadvantaged by the advantage of the opponent's weapon, but he couldn't take the opponent down immediately.

The two fought from the door to the corridor, and from the corridor to the courtyard. The clouds are heavy and the moon is dark, and they can't see each other clearly, so they only rely on the other party's momentum to deal with each other. The thief was secretly surprised that night, and Ding Dian didn't dare to be careless, and each guessed the origin of the other.

At this moment, the sky suddenly brightened, and the other party's face was clearly reflected. The night thief was startled, remembered something, and cried out in a lost voice: "Ding Dian, it turned out to be you!"

As soon as the voice came out, a thunderstorm in the sky immediately engulfed his shout.

Ding Dian was called out of his name, and when he was stunned, he immediately became murderous, and the movements in his hands were instantly faster. That night thief didn't dare to fight, Huhu even slashed a few times, the knife only split half a move even if it was withdrawn, after holding on for a while, he kicked over, but it was a false move, and then escaped by the night.

The raindrops of beans fell immediately, and Ding Dian remembered the passing in the room, and did not dare to let go of the chase, so he returned to the inn.

"Brother Ding, what's wrong?" Shui Dai had already gotten up when he heard the movement, and was carrying the Cold Moon Sword to chase him out.

"Yes...... Night thief. Ding Dianyu had reservations and didn't dare to elaborate. "I found out and ran away. ”

Passing by, he came out of the room and asked, "Have you seen what he looks like?"

Ding Dian shook his head and said, "That thief is wearing a mask. ”

Passing by frowned. Masked man? There are very few people he knows here, who does so much?

"If you wear a mask in the middle of the night, you must be a thief. ”

Passing by, he immediately called the innkeeper over. The man was sleepy-eyed and was dug up from his dream, and he was in a bad mood and shouted wrongly: "Our 'Wangjiang Inn' is a time-honored brand, and no one in the whole of Hankou knows it? The guest officer is not going to cheat people indiscriminately, and it will ruin the reputation of our inn!"

As soon as Ding Dian mentioned the guy, he knew that he didn't know anything about martial arts, and shook his head and said, "That person is strong in martial arts, it can't be from the inn." ”

"Martial arts are strong and still use drugs?" passed by and let the guy go angrily. It's really infuriating, and even a little minion who is indiscriminate dares to offend him. But if it weren't for his little parrot, if he hadn't been poisonous, he might have died in a daze.

Shui Dai said: "I seem to have heard someone call 'Ding Dian' just now, could it be that Brother Ding's name is Ding Dian?"

Ding Dian knew that since he was recognized, there was no point in hiding it, so he laughed at the moment and said, "Yes, I am Ding Dian!"

Boom, passing by, I felt that there were swords, guns, swords, halberds on all sides, and the sound of sharpening knives.

It rained heavily in the middle of the night, and in the morning it was still pouring and refusing to stop. The river in the distance is misty and picturesque. It's just that it's not very beautiful up close, there are not many pedestrians on the road, but it's muddy and hideous.

Passing by sat by the window, looking out at the scenery. Shui Sheng sat next to him to help him grind the medicine and asked, "Uncle Immortal, after you make this medicine, will it be melted with water and eaten by others, and you will be able to bring the dead back to life?"

Passing by casually said "um". Ding Dian was recognized by Shui Dai last night, he originally wanted to hide overnight, but he obediently stayed. This heavy rain is one of the reasons, and then Ding Dian is arrogant, and he actually refuses to be a turtle with a shrunken head, and thirdly, it is not so easy to slip away under Shui Dai's nose. In the end, he himself held his breath. Who is he? Famous road hero in the world, he wants to go, he wants to go generously, who dares to keep him?

It's a pity that he still wants to sneak away without any hope.

Suddenly, a white shadow walked into his sight, and he was immediately attracted by passing by.

Although it was not raining heavily, people were moving quickly in their robes, and the young man in white appeared to be a scholar, with a square scarf tied around his head. Passing by and looking at the man carefully, I saw that his face was white and delicate, almost comparable to the white shirt on his body. He didn't have an umbrella and walked slowly in the rain. Looking down, but not embarrassed at all, there were curious people on the road who hurriedly glanced at him, and he didn't care, he still walked slowly as he was.

Passing by: "Sheng'er, test you." It's raining, and everyone is hurrying away, but there is a scholar who walks slowly, what is his reason?"

Shui Sheng smiled: "It's not easy, he's afraid of wrestling!"

The scholar walked casually, not at all worried about the slipping soles of his feet. Passing by shook his head with a smile and said, "That's not right." ”

Shui Sheng wrinkled his nose, tilted his head and thought about it, and after a while, he laughed again and said, "I know, because he has an umbrella!"

"Not really. ”

Even guessing twice was incorrect, Shui Sheng was unhappy and asked, "Why is that?"

"Probably...... It's raining up ahead, too?"

The scholar gradually approached, as if hearing their words, and glanced up faintly. Passing by meets his eyes and smiles at him in a friendly way. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a bell ringing in the rain, and there was the sound of a fast horse.

Passing by and looking back, his eyes lit up, and he unconsciously shouted: "Handsome!"

I saw a fast horse galloping from the riverside, the jujube red horse was tall and long-legged, and when it ran, the wind under the hooves barely touched the ground. The man on the horse is also heroic, wearing a golden crown, a red cloak raised in the wind and rain, he holds the reins of the horse in his left hand to control the fast horse, but on his right hand is a bright spear, looking like a majestic and high-spirited general ready to go to battle.

Passing by, I secretly cheered in my heart, I don't know which person it is.

In an instant, a man and a horse have galloped from afar. The horse galloped to the inn, and the rider immediately made a long "call", and the horse's hooves immediately stopped, and with a long neigh, the front hooves were raised high. But at that moment, a burst of blood suddenly rose in the rain, and then a painful neighing of horses pierced the entire rain mist.

"Ah, it's Uncle Hua!" Shui Sheng leaned on the window and looked down, and immediately burst into tears, "Da Zao is injured! This person actually cut Da Zao!"

Shui Sheng said that he was about to jump from the window, and it seemed that he was desperately looking for someone. Passing by, he immediately stopped him and said, "What are you doing?"

The one who shot and injured the horse was the scholar in white. I didn't see how he moved his hand, and suddenly there was a large pen in his hand, which looked a little like a judge's pen, but not very much. He held a huge pen in his hand and waved it, and the shot was not the method of the judge's pen, and with a wave of the pen, he swept a pair of horse legs, and the horse legs were suddenly half broken, almost being broken by both of them.

The rider on the horse was unprepared for his sudden attack, and when he saw that the mount was injured, he immediately jumped off his horse with a dashing and neat posture. He swirled his spear and asked, "Dare to ask Your Excellency, why did you hurt your horse?"

The white-clothed scholar did not answer, and continued to play with the huge pen in his hand as blood splattered from the wound on the horse's leg. I saw him so left and right, as if he was drawing something out of thin air, and when he finally stopped, he looked at the end of the pen that had turned blood-colored with satisfaction, and said lightly: "Your horse's hooves are going to stain my clothes." ”

Passing by and hearing the words, I noticed that the scholar walked in the mud in the rain all the way, and he didn't splash half a drop of muddy water, and when he looked at it carefully, he didn't even get his shoes dirty. Finally, he suddenly realized that there was not even a drop of blood on the ground.

"The blood and ink scholars are balanced. Ding Dian's voice came from beside him, "The 'wind' of the head of the four monsters in the north." ”