Although this fall was not heavy, and the wooden bed in the inn was not very high, it still smashed Zhao Ping to the ground, and this time he was completely sober.

Grabbing the bed board with his left hand, he got up from the ground with difficulty, and returned to the bed from scratch Zhao Ping shook his head to make sure that he was still alive, and at the same time made sure that he had really crossed over, not a nightmare.

Painfully clutching his head with both hands, Zhao Ping really wanted to cry without tears, but people still have to live well after all. No matter how difficult it is, as long as you live, there is hope, and if you have hope, you can persevere.

In this way, Zhao Ping sat on the bed for a while, looked out the window, the sky was already gray, and it was about to dawn. Zhao Ping, as usual before going to work, let out a long breath to adjust his mood, ready to meet the challenges of the new day.

Zhao Ping is just an ordinary person, not like a martial arts master, who has the same ear power as a cat or a dog. So he didn't know what was happening downstairs, and he didn't know that Qin Yu had just experienced the same treatment as him next door.

The difference is that Qi Yufei really moved his murderous intent this time, if it weren't for Qin Yu's remarkable acting skills when he was in danger, that loyalty was no worse than Zhao Ping, and he might have been a corpse by now.

Just when Zhao Ping was still feeling a little sorry for himself, when Dangdang, a knock on the door sounded, and Zhao Ping hurriedly got up and opened the door.

At this time, Zhao Ping was the same as when he saw Qi Yufei for the first time, he didn't wear anything except a pair of leopard print underwear, after all, it was impossible for Zhao Ping to prepare pajamas in advance and come back to cross.

Especially after arriving at the inn, except for the robe that Qi Yufei gave him, Zhao Ping had almost nothing to lose.

Seeing Zhao Ping open the door for himself like this, Qin Yu frowned unconsciously, but didn't say anything. Just asked Zhao Ping to quickly put on his clothes and wash up so that he could go with him to see Qi Yufei.

After speaking, he handed Zhao Ping a headscarf and asked him to wrap his hair. Qin Yu was going to be killed before, Qi Yufei slashed and killed with a sword, and as soon as he got out of danger, he hurriedly tied his hair up with a half-cut hairband. It can be seen how much people cared about hair in ancient times, after all, only prisoners and slaves would shave their hair.

Zhao Ping's short hair is not an ordinary anomaly in the eyes of everyone, but when Zhao Ping said that he was from a foreign country in the Western Regions, it became somewhat credible.

Zhao Ping nodded in agreement, he was still very jealous of Qin Yu, to some extent, Qin Yu put more pressure on him than Qi Yufei.

I walked to the table first, picked up the teapot, poured myself a cup of tea that had been cooled, and drank it all in one gulp, moistening my already chapped throat.

He went to the bed and put back on the robe next to the pillow, which had been neatly folded last night. This is the only clothes that Zhao Ping can wear now, of course, he must cherish it. After getting dressed, he reached out and took off the snakeskin jade buckle belt hanging from the head of the bed, and fastened the belt that might have brought death to himself.

I looked down and saw that there was still the "newbie bag" next to the clothes, and the * who had never left me. After thinking about it, Zhao Ping hung the "newbie gift bag", that is, the so-called Qiankun bag, on his waist, anyway, it was only the size of a palm.

Zhao Ping wanted to bring * with him, but after thinking about it, he gave up. But in the guest room, Zhao Ping was not at ease, he didn't dare to dig a hole in the wall of the guest room of this Tongfu Inn like Wei Xiaobao did.

Looking at the surrounding furnishings, I thought of a compromise solution, the ancients only had four legs to support the bed and the bottom was empty, and there was an empty wooden box under the bed for guests to put things.

Zhao Ping didn't put * directly in the box, and the box was not locked, he pulled the big wooden box out with great difficulty.

There was a baffle along the edge of the bed, and he placed * on the side of the wall and tied * to the hollowed-out edge of the bed with a strip of cloth that he had secretly cut the previous night. Then push the wooden box back so that you can't see anything unusual from the outside.

When Zhao Ping was doing all this, Qin Yu had been watching coldly at the door, neither stopping nor helping, and Zhao Ping did not take any more steps to avoid Qin Yu.

When Zhao Ping took care of everything, walked to the copper basin by the wall, washed his face with the cold water left over from yesterday, hurriedly wiped it with burlap, wrapped his short hair with a bandana, and followed Qin Yu out of the guest room.

When the two came to Qi Yufei's room, Qi Yufei had already changed his clothes. After all, Qi Yufei is a quasi-first-class master, although he hasn't slept all night, he is still in good spirits, and now he is tidy and sitting at the table waiting for the two of them.

Qin Yu bowed his head to Qi Yufei with his fists, and Zhao Ping also followed suit. Qi Yufei nodded at the two, got up and took the sword, and said to the two: "Go downstairs, let's go to Feng Sanniang for tea." ”

Qi Yufei said this not really to invite Feng Sanniang to drink tea, invite someone to eat tea or put tea on the table, there is a meaning of negotiation in the rivers and lakes.

It started in the southern martial arts, and later with the prevalence of tea drinking, it was used as a means of saluting first and then by some martial arts masters who like vassal elegance.

The three of them came downstairs, and the hall was empty, after all, it was just dawn, and even if the ancients got up early, they wouldn't get up for morning exercise before the rooster crowed.

The people at the Tongfu Inn all got up, or they didn't sleep all night like Qi Yufei and the others.

But because they are all masters, they can recover their spirits after meditating for a moment or three. Only Zhao Ping looked haggard, although he washed his face with cold water and beat his spirits, he still looked like he was sleep-deprived.

At this time, the people of Tongfu Inn followed Feng Sanniang and came to the room in the backyard where Wang Ming was placed.

The shopkeeper who was knocked unconscious before is now back to normal, muttering to the cook on the side, not knowing what he is talking about.

The old bookkeeper had already relayed what Qin Yu said to Feng Sanniang. As for the person Qin Yu brought back, he didn't see anything unusual on the surface, but the old bookkeeper still felt that he was by no means an ordinary person.

Especially the shopkeeper who was stunned by Wang Ming, he was even more curious about Wang Ming. The shopkeeper not only proved that Wang Ming's appearance was indeed weird, but he was silent when he appeared, and he was tricked before he could react

also said that Wang Ming was extremely powerful when he fell at that time, even if he was a first-class master, it was difficult to resist, but what he got was the merciless ridicule of the cook.

What is really strange is that the side that smashed the person should be more seriously injured, but now Wang Ming has no obvious injuries on his body except that he is still unconscious, and even his clothes are not damaged.

This shows that in terms of physical fitness alone, Wang Ming's body has caught up with and surpassed the first-class masters, and he can even release his internal strength.

Just when several people in the inn were discussing Wang Ming's identity and origin, Qi Yufei and a few people had already come downstairs. At this time, the old account room came out and said to Feng Sanniang: "The guests have already gotten up, let's say hello." ”

Feng Sanniang nodded but did not come forward directly, but asked the old account room to lead Qi Yufei and a few people to the backyard. Here, whether it is a civil fight or a martial fight, there is no need to disturb the other guests who live in the front.