Chapter 8: Great Trouble from Heaven
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls with amber light. But that the master may be drunk, and he will not know where it is. The name of the tavern is Lanling Tavern, and it is this pair of "Traveling in the Guest" hanging in front of the door.
The tavern was full of people and lively, and people who were good at wine competed to fight and fight. The smell of alcohol in the air is unusually strong, the wine is almost scattered all over the ground, the shopkeeper is panting and running around, and there are constantly shouting for wine, it seems that the wine here is really a must.
Hanyue walked to the second floor, and the man from before led him to a side room.
"Young Master Yue, this is it!" the man pointed to the house in front of him and motioned for Han Yue to enter. Hanyue didn't doubt him, pushed the door and prepared to enter.
The door to the room opened, but the man who led the way did not enter. Han Yue looked at him suspiciously, and the man smiled: "Of course we know the rules as subordinates, and our duty is only to invite Young Master Yue to come here, and we dare not trespass on the rest." ”
Hanyue shook her head regretfully, "You didn't have a chance to taste such a good wine, it's really a pity in life!"
The man looked at Hanyue with a smile, stood still and did not speak, Hanyue then pushed the door in, and a gust of wind hit, and it was not wine that greeted Hanyue, but a sword.
This sword came quickly, and Hanyue dodged quickly, and in an instant, the two of them had seen more than a dozen rounds of moves. Han Yue also saw the hand holding the sword, which was a pair of white and abnormal hands, as crystal clear as jade. Now the hands were gradually lowered, and the sword was sheathed.
Han Yue looked up and saw the owner of this sword, Han Yue's pupils shrank, and he only felt a shock in his heart. Standing in front of him turned out to be Yan Shuixun.
"It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Han Yue sneered, without much respect in his mouth.
The person on the other side didn't speak, just looked at Han Yue, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling. Cold Moon's brow furrowed even deeper. What kind of medicine is sold in Yan Shuixun's gourd, Han Yue thought about it again. The person on the other side snorted and laughed, and Han Yue looked at the person in front of him blankly.
The latter looked at Han Yue's surprised expression, and the posture of the youngest daughter was suddenly revealed. Hanyue frowned, he seemed to remember who the person in front of him was.
"Haha, I didn't expect that the famous Young Master Yue would also be planted in my hands. ”
As soon as she heard this person's words, Han Yue immediately reacted to this person's identity, stared at him with wide eyes, and said in surprise: "It's you!"
"Not bad. That's me. ”
The person in front of him was like a mouse that had seen cheese, looking east and west at Han Yue's body, and finally sniffed it carefully, and then he was satisfied. "I'm not a real prince, but you're a real cold moon!"
"Hundred Changing Star Monarch!" said Han Yue.
"Didn't I tell you my name?" Ouyang Qing looked at Han Yue with dissatisfaction. Quite a grudgeful way.
Hanyue lowered her hand. looked at the bland sword in her hand, and said coldly: "This is not a fun game, I wonder what you are looking for me to do?"
"Drinking, of course. Ouyang Qing walked to the chair in front of him and sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and took a glass of wine and drank it in a sip.
Seeing Ouyang Qing doing these things with Yan Shuixun's face, Han Yue felt extremely weird. Han Yue's patience made him wait until Ouyang Qing drank all the wine in his cup. Ouyang Qing smacked her lips, then looked at Han Yue and said with a smile: "Young Master Yue, this wine tastes great!"
"I'm not in the mood to drink with people. Especially the people who wear masks!" Hanyue said coldly.
Ouyang Qing said with a smile: "So Young Master Yue is very curious about my appearance now, does Young Master Yue think that a woman like me is good-looking, or is it ugly?"
Han Yue thought about it, sat down opposite Ouyang Qing, and poured herself a glass of wine. Then he said, "I guess you must be ugly!"
"Cold Moon!"
Ouyang Qing shouted, glaring at Han Yue angrily, looking like he could eat Han Yue in one go. No woman wants to admit that she is ugly, and they will use any means to prove it, especially if this woman is really a beauty.
Han Yue sat there for a long time, he knew that he would soon know what Ouyang Qing looked like, and he was very confident.
"Young Master Yue, do you think I'm beautiful?"
Hanyue turned around and saw an unfamiliar face, the delicate facial features on this face combined to form an extremely beautiful picture, which was breathtaking. Such a beautiful face, just when Han Yue was about to admire, the next moment, the clothes that were originally on Ouyang Qing's body suddenly fell.
Syllable!
Boom!
There were two voices in the room, one was the sound of a wine glass falling to the floor, and the other was the sound of a head hitting the door.
And on the door of the tavern, a big hole was knocked out, and Cold Moon slammed straight out of the gate. The drinker who happened to pass by outside the door was suddenly startled, and looked at Han Yue in horror, not knowing what he was going to do. There was a giggling sound in the room.
"Young Master Yue turned out to be a coward!"
Han Yue touched his chest with palpitations, he didn't want to experience such a thing again. Suddenly, Han Yue only felt a flash in front of his eyes, his body was uncontrollable, and he appeared in the room again, and there was a wooden chair under him at some point.
Han Yue settled down, and this time he found that the reason why he could move in the air was because of this wooden chair, which was supported by two people on both sides of it at the moment, and their two hands were like shackles firmly locking Han Yue. As soon as Han Yue wanted to twist his body, the two shackles also twisted.
Grappler? Han Yue looked at the two people in front of him, and they turned out to be masters.
"Young Master Yue, why are you back again?"
The laughter in her ears had not stopped, Han Yue raised her head, and saw the woman in front of her, who had taken off Yan Shuixun's men's clothes, Ouyang Qing's body was wearing a red tights at the moment, and Han Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief. I saw Ouyang Qing put a thin light shirt on his body again, and looked at Han Yue's frowning expression funny.
"The more beautiful a woman is, the more she can't believe it. Cold Moon gritted her teeth.
"Young Master Yue, I invited you to drink, how can you leave without saying hello. Could it be that the wine here is not the same as the taste of Young Master Yue?"
"Wine is good wine, I'm afraid I won't be blessed!"
"Young Master Yue knows?"
"All I know is that there's a big trouble going to hit me right now, and that trouble is because of a woman. ”
"Wrong, this is indeed a trouble, but this trouble is caused by Young Master Yue. ”
"Did I bring it on myself?"
"Not bad. Ouyang Qing walked in front of Han Yue and looked at Han Yue who was firmly trapped, these two people were the masters of the Wudang Sect that he had invited for a thousand taels of gold, and the two of them had trained their grappling hands to the point of being jealous, and no one could escape in their hands.
Ouyang Qing said, "I'm actually here to collect debts. ”
"What debt?"
"Debt of favor!"
Ouyang Qing looked at Han Yue and continued to smile: "Young Master Yue should know that the matter of the Prince's Mansion was originally promised by the shadow, as long as I complete it for them, he promised to help me solve the trouble, but the matter was messed up, and the duck in my hand flew, of course I have to count this account on your head Young Master Yue." ”
"It's funny!" Han Yue suddenly got up and was about to turn around and leave, and the two people around him also stood up with Han Yue, one left and one right firmly tied Han Yue like a rope.
"With you, you also want to trap me!"
Hanyue rose out of thin air and slammed the two men straight into the roof.
Sometimes it is not necessary to use the key to open the lock, and seeing that they are about to hit the beam of the roof, the two of them do not want their heads to be damaged, so in desperation, they have to let go of Hanyue's arm. Hanyue laughed, and with another skill in the air, he rushed towards the big hole in the doorway.
"Please save me, Young Master Yue!"
Ouyang Qing immediately knelt on the ground, tears in her eyes were like rain, she was domineering before, but in an instant she became miserable again, and the voice of Han Yue's bitter smile also came from a distance.
"Auntie, I'm begging you to let me go!"
Watching Han Yue slip out of the room, Ouyang Qing's heart suddenly felt like ashes.
"Oops!"
"You monk is so unreasonable, you don't know how to say sorry if you hit someone. ”
"Why, you still want to use force with me!"
"What's your name!"
There was a cold moon sound outside the door, Ouyang Qing stood up from the ground, looked at the two so-called Wudang Sect masters on the ground, walked towards the door, and heard a Buddha horn from a distance.
"Amitabha, a poor monk Zhikong monk. (To be continued......)