The old man drank freely, stroked his beard, and then showed his white eyebrows to Xie Junhe with a smile, burped and sprayed him with a face of wine by the way-bad luck! Xie Junhe scolded secretly in his heart. But I just said that I would quit drinking, and it was not easy to have a seizure, although it was really suspicious that I was drunk that day.

The old man ridiculed disappreciatively: "The apprentice is so humble, and the direct teaching is admired by the teacher!"

A bowl of Yangchun noodles was leisurely handed to Xie Junhe from a pair of white and elegant hands.

Xie Junhe's heart was shocked, and he jumped up directly from his seat.

The face is very ordinary, and what is unusual is the hands.

"Yan Hong!" Xie Junhe said sharply, "Sure enough, it's you!"

"The scholar is right, but wherever there is a drunken sky, you can always smoke your dog's nose. Yan Hong still handed the chopsticks to Xie Junhe gorgeously with her soft smiling face, "However, the altar just now is fragrant and drunk, and it is already the last altar!

Xie Junhe said with a green face: "Why did I say I was going to drink?"

The old man next to him laughed: "It was a stupid donkey who said it!" The scholar's handsome face was faintly revealed from behind the folding fan: "How can a stupid donkey be so addicted to alcohol? Don't insult the stupid donkey!"

"Hey!" Xie Junhe suddenly felt that he should find a place to burn incense to get rid of bad luck. He has a bottom in his heart than a sword, and he is more eloquent, and he is by no means the opponent of Yan Hong and scholars. Dip your head in the noodles and eat hard.

The feather duster in Yan Hong's hand swept heavily towards his back: "Don't choke to death, ask you! You are here, where is the boss? He summoned us, causing me to hurriedly take care of the business of the Ning Xiang Pavilion and come to this barren mountain and wilderness, but I have disappeared, why?"

Xie Junhe was mentioned by this sentence, his appetite suddenly decreased by more than half, and his chopsticks were thrown away, and his brows condensed into pimples.

"Alas!"

"How could the young master send a letter to me at this time? Xie Jun and could it be that you are pretending to pass on the young master's order?" the old face wrapped in a turban in the corner suddenly spoke in horror.

Xie Junhe was startled, and only after a closer look did he recognize that Wang Hong was disguised as a merchant in the Western Regions and had been sitting in the corner drinking tea.

"Aren't you in Bilian Island?"

Wang Hong's voice was sharp: "It should be, but I have to find out who has repeatedly falsely spread the young master's order, I have to come here! Sure enough, it has something to do with you!"

Xie Junhe shouted wronged, but he couldn't argue. He and Chu Tao are together, a pigeon book, signing Chu Tao's name, and stamping the seal of the head of the house, it is not difficult. But the conscience of heaven and earth, how could he do this? Then he woke up violently and turned back to the direction where the old man was sitting just now. Strange, no one is missing?!

At this moment, the wind rose in the wilderness, whining, and in the distance, a mysterious voice floated in the air, echoing in the minds of the four people: "The beacon smoke gathers, and nine deaths and one life." When you meet in Pingshui, don't ask about cause and effect. ”

"It must be that old monster again!" Xie Junhe scolded, "He said he took me to find Leng Fengyi, but he was sent to this place!

"Who is this?" asked Yan Hong.

Xie Junhe said: "I don't know, but others call that old man Chu Tiankuo." ”

Chu Tiankuo's face couldn't hide the pale face of Wang Hong, and he blurted out: "Chu Tiankuo, this scum of the Chu family! God won't accept him to the palace of the king of Hades?"

"Why?" the scholar couldn't understand.

"The humiliation of the Chu family's court, don't mention it!" Wang Hong sighed.