Bustling often.

Very lively.

No matter how the situation changes, there is always a place on the rivers and lakes that seems to be lively.

That's the inn.

In a way, opening an inn requires a certain background, and opening a good inn is a money-making business. Among the large and small lines in the world, there is an inn based on it and giving way in the industry

People can't help but look sideways.

This inn is the Yuelai Inn.

No one knows when this inn began, and many people in the rivers and lakes have seen this chain inn as soon as they stepped into this river.

The people of the rivers and lakes died.

Spring comes and winter, I don't know how many people have died in the rivers and lakes, but this Yuelai Inn still exists.

Some people may care about this strange inn, but many more people don't.

A place to eat and drink, what is there to care about?

But at some point, what isn't worth caring about is what you care about the most.

Xiangyang.

Joy Inn.

This inn, which has existed in this city for an unknown period of time, existed in Guo Jing's memory when he came to Xiangyang.

It can be said that it is not the government that really understands Xiangyang, but this Yuelai Inn.

It's just that Yuelai Inn follows the rules and abides by the regulations, it is a decent inn, and it is an example among businessmen. In addition, the money and food often donated by the good people are stored here, which makes Guo Jing's impression of this inn always good.

In the inn.

People come and go, and business is excellent.

Compared with other inns, this Yuelai Inn is more of a business that focuses on people in the rivers and lakes.

After all, people in the rivers and lakes love to make trouble, but not every inn can pat their chests and say that they have the courage to take orders.

“……”

His gaze retracted, and then the door creaked and slowly shut.

The air fluttered and the portrait on the wall trembled slightly, and the figure in the white clouds was even more elegant under this movement.

"That's it!"

"Nobody!"

A short sentence fell, followed by the sound of a mechanism. The sound was so small that even if there were other people around at the moment, it would only be thought to be the slightest movement of the table.

Just by looking at the mechanism, you can see the attainments of someone in the mechanism.

Third floor.

Top floor.

After the sound stopped, a secret door suddenly appeared.

As the visitor stepped inside, the secret door closed again, and the walls returned to their original shape, leaving no trace and extremely smooth.

It's a room that doesn't exist in the eye.

In the dark.

Only footsteps sounded.

Soon.

A voice came from the darkness.

"It's coming!"

"Well, it's coming!"

As the words fell. An oil lamp was lit.

The dim light illuminates the prototype of this room.

The room was small.

Aside from a table in the middle and four stools, there was not much space left.

At this moment, in this small and somewhat oppressive room, two people have already sat down. One person was wearing a brocade robe, and his body was a little fat, but it was still difficult to hide the smell of oil on his body, while the other person was dressed in green clothes with a strong fragrance.

The two flavors collide. It gives a strange taste.

Not only that, but the faces of the two are wearing masks, and the person in brocade has a smiling face on his face, laughing at the foolishness of the world; And the face of the man in Tsing Yi is with a sad face. Mourn all the grievances in the world. As for the person who came, he was dressed in yellow and wore the same mask on his face, but it was an angry face. Hideous.

Four stools, no one sat down except one for the main seat. The other three stools are occupied by three people.

"How's it going?"

The voice was a man in Tsing Yi with a sad mask, his voice was slightly enchanting, but it made it impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, and the object of his question was the two people in front of him.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

"Nothing is enough, there is more than failure!"

"Da Song, I can't keep it!"

The answer was a man with an angry face, his voice was full of solemnity, coupled with that awe-inspiring momentum, people couldn't help but pay attention.

However, the other two seemed to have known about it and didn't care.

"yes!"

"Meng Yuan has an absolute advantage, and he can't keep it!"

The tone of the smiling masked man was very emotional, and his words were full of helplessness, and said: "It's just a pity that Guo Daxia has this life!" ”

“……”

“……”

The other two were speechless, apparently with the same feelings.

"It's a pity!"

"Guo Daxia's temperament is the same as Yue Wumu's, and the final outcome is only afraid that he will not die well!"

At the end, the man with an angry face and mask sighed.

The atmosphere was a little solemn.

It's been a long time.

In the dim light, only a slight crackling explosion could be heard.

The lights flickered involuntarily.

"That's right!"

"Why did you let us come this time?"

A slightly bewitching voice echoed in the small room again, and the man in Tsing Yi with a sad mask asked.

"The inn needs to transfer a batch of things!"

The smiling man said.

"Huh?"

"The richest treasures?"

It was the angry-faced man who spoke, his voice was a little surprised, as if he was surprised that the smiling man had made such a choice.

It is important to know that in the past process, in addition to the choice of the darkest Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, this is the second time in these hundreds of years.

Equally.

The sad-faced Tsing Yi man was also surprised.

"Meng Yuan invades!"

"I'm afraid the darkness is even more miserable than it was at the beginning!"

Sensing the puzzled gazes of the two, the smiling man said: "You should know the tragic situation of Meng Yuan's expedition to the west, otherwise, the former golden sword horse, and the current Guo Daxia will not be such a choice in front of you!" ”

"If the Great Song Dynasty is destroyed, then I am afraid that there will be no one in ten."

"This thing can't fall into Meng Yuan's hands!"

Hearing this, the sad-faced man in Tsing Yi and the angry-faced man were silent.

Because that's just the way it is.

It can be said that since the beginning of the world, Meng Yuan's ferocity can be said to be the first to see.

"You must know that since the establishment of our inn by Lord Shang, it was originally a small business, an honest family, facing those vicious guys. We can't keep it! ”

Finally, the smiling man made the final explanation, that is, he had no way to properly dispose of this batch of financial reports.

The financial resources accumulated by the inn over the years, to say that the so-called rich country is completely underestimating this batch of treasures. Even after spending a lot of money over the years, the amount left is still not to be underestimated.

"So ......"

"You two see who is suitable to take over?"

The smiling man looked at the two people in front of him and asked.

The angry-faced and sad-faced Tsing Yi looked at each other when they heard this, and they both saw each other's thoughts from each other's eyes.

"One hundred and eight floors in Tsing Yi, Loulou is real, Loulou is fake!"

"You don't fit!"

The first to speak was the angry-faced man. His eyes were fixed on the sad mask on the face of the man in Tsing Yi, and he said very seriously.

"For what?"

The tone was oppressive and questioning, and the people in Tsing Yi were very dissatisfied with the other party's tone.

"What else will you do but kill people, sell jokes, and save money?"

Faced with the other party's questioning, the angry-faced man didn't give face at all, but asked: "Can you subvert a country with your means?" ”

"Not everyone is an empress!"

This sentence hit the weakest point of the other party, and suddenly made the sad-faced Tsing Yi man speechless.

"So-"

"We're in charge of this treasure!"

"Deal with this. We know each other well! ”

"This batch of treasures needs to be kept for other purposes, and it needs to be prepared for the rise of the Han family's bloodline!"

The angry-faced masked man tapped his fingers on the table and explained.

"You want to ...... Subverting Mongolia? ”

The man in Tsing Yi tilted his head sideways and looked each other up and down, his tone not surprised or mocking.

"A hundred years of time. Enough! ”

Raising a finger, the angry-faced man replied very seriously: "Foreigners are foreigners after all, their territory is too big, and their methods are too brutal. ”

"Are you okay?"

At the moment, Mongolia is aggressive. Countless people were shocked and shocked. In the face of such a strong force, no one can dare to pat their chests to guarantee. It is not surprising that the sad-faced Tsing Yi man has such a skeptical attitude.

"The immortal stroked my head. Hair is immortalized! ”

Faced with the question of the man in Tsing Yi, the angry-faced man just replied: "Not everyone is qualified to use the word 'dragon'!" ”

“……”

The man in Tsing Yi was silent when he heard this, and after a while, he said: "Since you have confidence, why don't you show up?" ”

Faced with the question of the man in Tsing Yi, the smiling fat man next to him also looked at the angry-faced man, wanting to see how the other party would answer this question.

“！！！”

The angry-faced man couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, feeling the gaze of the two, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and muttered: "If you stay in the dark for too long, you're a little afraid of light after all!" ”

These words made the people in Tsing Yi smile helplessly.

for he is also in the dark.

Among the three, the only one who walked in front of the person was the smiling fat man, but the other party also stepped into the darkness with half a foot.

"Besides, you are different from us, you are immortal seekers!"

The angry-faced man didn't want to continue on the issue and quickly changed the subject.

Immortal!

The smiling fat man and the sad-faced Tsing Yi man glanced at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

For hundreds of years, there was no real trace.

But there are also rumors, but it is impossible to be sure whether it is really an immortal.

They're always one step behind.

Sixteen years ago, the inn found the traces of the sword, but unfortunately, it seemed to be a startling snake, so that the other party disappeared after the battle in Xiangyang, and the volley turned into green smoke and disappeared.

As for the sword, it was taken to the direction of the Western Regions, and in the end, it disappeared without a trace.

It was as if they had also been granted immortality by the immortals, shattering the void and flying away.

They exist for the sake of immortals.

The man in the clouds!

And the sword is a token!

……

Where there is darkness, there is light.

South.

A small town.

Under the scorching sun, Yue Yuan rode a little red horse to a relatively lively town.

After finding an inn and handing over the little red horse to Xiao Er's care, Yue Yuan stepped into the inn with the sleepy little girl and Guo Xiang and the three of them.

The breeze blows.

The flags on the side of the inn are constantly flying.

The four big characters on the banner are the name of the inn.

Joy Inn. (To be continued......)