Lu Xiaoxiang and Xiaozhu walked side by side in front of Sangu Square.

The conference will only start tomorrow, and some people will come in advance to occupy their positions today, and the vendors have also divided their territories, and the shouts are endless, and the excitement is very lively.

Due to the increasing number of people rushing to Ebony Town, the supply of food and housing in the town exceeds the demand, and the price naturally rises again and again.

Now in Sangu Square, mutton noodles have risen from six copper coins to ten copper coins a bowl. The price has gone up, but the noodles and mutton have decreased. The taste of the liquor is as light as if it has been mixed with water, and the amount of roasted sparrows and fennel beans is not as large as before.

The two little girls ate as they walked, chewing fennel beans in their mouths and shaking their heads vigorously.

"Less salt. ”

"It's dry, it's not fragrant at all. ”

"Seeing how they ate with relish, I thought it was something good!"

"If you believe their tastes, you're down to the same level as them......"

After a small stall, Lu Xiaoxiang bought two more strings of sugar gourds and handed them to Xiaozhu. All the way over, the mouths of the two little girls never rested. They circled around the arena and slowly came to the platform.

The pulpit was a successful design. The platform is eight feet high, three feet six feet wide and three feet wide, and the wood it uses, every section and section, is of the best material. In addition to a transept on each side, behind the main table, there is a pergola, which is a place for the supply of tea.

The countertop is eight feet off the ground, which is a very appropriate height.

On the eight-foot-high horizontal rafters in front of the stage, a bright red silk length hangs to the ground, and the argument of the octodian is simple and not much ink, which is clear at a glance. To the effect that the owner of the Sangu Village admires the Taoist Xuanfa, and invites the world's most famous nine young heroes to preach on stage, and everyone will witness together, and the final winner will receive the ancestral treasure of the Sangu Village, "Mountain Top Ancient Temple Picture Scroll".

Xiaozhu stared at the fine silk for a while, shook his head and said: "The person who wrote this character is sleek and sophisticated, and his pen is godless, and he is an out-and-out mediocre person. ”

Lu Xiaoxiang nodded in agreement: "This Dao platform has no momentum, and it seems that the master of the Three Ancient Villages is nothing great." ”

The two of them despised the owner of the Three Ancient Villages, and then walked slowly back to the road. Coming to a wine burden, looking at several people around and drinking happily, Lu Xiaoxiang turned his head to Xiaozhu and said, "Do you want to drink some wine?"

Xiaozhu looked a little hesitant: "It's not good for girls to drink!"

"Drink a little, try it!" Lu Xiaoxiang couldn't help but pull Xiaozhu over.

The owner of the wine burden was checking out, and there were too many customers, and he was a little too busy. Another man with a red face seemed to be thirsty, and snatched the wine scoop and scooped bowl after bowl.

As soon as he craned his neck, the bowl was drunk, and it was as happy as if he was drinking tea. With such a large amount, it naturally provoked a lot of applause.

"Good man, good drink!"

"This is the sixth bowl!"

"That's a lot!"

Lu Xiaoxiang looked at the man's red face, and snorted softly: "What is this, if my sister Yu comes......" She saw that the people drinking nearby were each holding a string of roasted sparrows in their hands, drinking and chewing at the same time, as if this was enough to taste. She said to Xiaozhu, "I'll go buy some skewers of grilled sparrows." ”

Xiaozhu said, "Okay." She answered the mouth, but her eyes kept looking at the man who was drinking, as if she had been shocked by his mass.

The man who was drinking cocked his neck and gurgled so much that he barely changed his breath, and in the blink of an eye, he drank a large bowl full of wine to the point where there was no drop left. This was finally the last bowl, he put the bowl and scoop down, burped, took out a string of green coins and handed it to the boss, turned and walked out amid the admiring gaze of the people.

Xiaozhu suddenly laughed. Her eyes were full of coldness, and she shouted, "Brother, please stay!"

The red-faced man ignored her and strode on. Xiaozhu's figure flashed, and he stopped in front of him, and said coldly: "Brother Tai, I called you!"

The red-faced man said with a tense face, "What are you doing?"

Xiaozhu said: "I admire Brother Tai's mass, and I want to invite Brother Tai to drink another bowl of wine." ”

"I've had enough. ”

"This is my heart, and I hope that my brother will not shirk. ”

The man glared at her and said, "Why should I drink your wine for no reason?"

Xiaozhu smiled faintly: "Bosom friends are rare, meeting is fate, what is the bowl of wine?"

"I said, I've had enough and don't want to drink anymore. ”

"Just reluctantly drink another bowl. ”

The man said angrily: "What kind of thing are you? I want to drink my own money, I don't need you to ask!"

"How ugly are these words?

Lu Xiaoxiang bought two skewers of roasted sparrows, and couldn't help but interject: "If this person refuses to drink, forget it, why force him?"

Xiaozhu sneered: "If he doesn't taste the things he puts first, do you want us to come out on top?"

The red-faced man's face changed slightly, and he suddenly took a step back, pressing his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. With a choking sound, the sword, which was inconspicuous from the sheath to the handle, was half pulled out by him, and a cyan halo poured out, enveloping the surrounding large space in an instant, covering everyone's faces with a layer of blue light.

The cyan sword qi dazzled people's eyes, and an exclamation sounded around them, and the battle was over at this time.

The red-faced man's sword was only halfway drawn, and Xiaozhu's wooden sword was already against his throat. She was supposed to let go of it slightly, and this person died. But a powerful killing intent suddenly appeared behind her, which made her feel inappropriate, and she hurriedly looked back.

An unusually burly figure had quietly appeared beside Lu Xiaoxiang at some point, and pressed a hand on her shoulder before she could react, and the familiar fierce smell made her dare not move in the slightest.

"Cheng, Senior Brother Cheng......"

The burly giant's deep voice sounded in her ears: "Don't move, don't make a sound, I'm not interested in your life, as long as you are honest, you will be fine." ”

Xiao Zhu stared coldly at the burly figure, his eyes wanted to penetrate the gray robe and see the true face under the hat.

After the two looked at each other for a moment, Xiaozhu let out a deep sigh: "Let go of her!"

The burly giant smiled: "You put it first." ”

Xiaozhu stared at the big hand that fell on Xiaoxiang's shoulder, and said slowly: "I'll count one, two, three, and we'll release people together." ”

The burly giant shook his head: "No, you put it first." ”

He stretched out his other hand and slowly touched Lu Xiaoxiang's neck. The large rough hands of limestone rubbed against the long neck, forming a strong contrast with the jade-white skin. No one would doubt that with a slight force of this hand, the girl's delicate neck would break like a ragdoll.

Xiaozhu's breathing began to rapid. She looked at Lu Xiaoxiang's frightened eyes and slowly took a step back.

"Stinky bitch!" the red-faced man cursed, and walked quickly to the burly giant.