Nodding, Xiao Feng said in a deep voice: "Being able to meet Brother Yang is of course also a blessing for me Xiao, our brother is not drunk today!"

With that, the two raised the porcelain bowl full of spar liquor in their hands and collided with each other. White hops jump from the bowl as if a few water spirits were dancing together.

After drinking a full bowl, Yang Qianming put down the porcelain bowl, wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, and exclaimed: "It's really good wine!"

"Brother Yang, you are right, this high-grade spar liquor is brewed from the spar that supplies cultivators to absorb the energy of heaven and earth. Drinking it not only does not get up, but it can also strengthen the wisdom root in the body and promote the cultivation to improve a little. Xiao Feng pointed to the empty wine jar and said with praise.

Yang Qianming had heard of spar liquor, but today was the first time to drink it, and he felt that the taste was indeed extraordinary.

"With such good wine and such an atmosphere, brother, I really want to recite a poem. Xiao Feng stood up with slightly red cheeks, and walked to the window with swaying and flirtatious steps.

Looking at the pedestrians hurrying outside, Xiao Feng said loudly: "The sun is setting in the west, people are sleeping on the kang on the road, all kinds of shops are full of people, come to drink wine in the tavern, meet Brother Yang today, you and I will go together tomorrow!"

After chanting a good poem, Yang Qianming's table attracted the sideways glances of many people, making Yang Qianming not only lower his head, but also his face was hot.

"Brother Yang, brother's poetry is okay, can there be, yes, then, how many, how many, isn't it the artistic conception?"

Looking at the strange man in front of him, Yang Qianming felt that he was the blood mold that had fallen somewhere, allowing himself to meet such a talent.

Xiao Feng was drinking with himself, and now that he is drunk, Yang Qianming can't leave him here alone.

In desperation, Yang Qianming took out the recovered silver and threw it to the shopkeeper, and then helped Xiao Feng up and prepared to go upstairs to find a room to rest.

After all, Yang Qianming had also traveled for half a day, and he had drunk so much wine, even if he was not drunk, he was tired.

Although both of them were emperors, because they wanted to have fun, they didn't force the drinks out of their bodies, which led to Xiao Feng's drunkenness.

And Yang Qianming, who is relatively good at drinking, is not drunk at all, just a little tired.

"Guest officer, it's not good to be conscious, there is only one room left in the store, do you think you two can get together for one night?" said the shopkeeper with a smile.

Listening to this result, Yang Qianming nodded that he could, and then went up to the second floor under the leadership of the shopkeeper, and then entered a first-class room.

The shopkeeper opened the room and left with interest, Yang Qianming dragged the drunk Xiao Feng to the bed alone, and then lay down himself.

"Whew. In less than a moment, a shout came out of Xiao Feng's mouth, Yang Qianming smiled helplessly, and then got up and left the room.

Since he was wearing dirty clothes all the way, he wanted to take a comfortable shower and then change into comfortable clothes.

found the shopkeeper, Yang Qianming gave him a few taels of silver and asked him to buy a new dress, but the shopkeeper ran away with the silver.

You must know that a piece of clothing is only one tael of silver, but Yang Qianming gave him five taels, and the second child in the inner and outer stores can earn four taels of errands, which makes him unhappy.

After sending the shopkeeper away, Yang Qianming walked into the men's bathhouse alone, and in a row of small wooden rooms, Yang Qianming picked one and walked in with no one on the edge.

After entering, Yang Qianming immediately stripped off the tattered clothes on his body, and he could vaguely hear the sound of water flowing from next door.

Presumably, there are many people who like to wash up when they sleep at night to sleep peacefully, Yang Qianming also picked up the scoop floating in the bucket, filled a scoop of water and poured it down on the top of his head.

"Whoa!"

A burst of warm water flowed down the top of Yang Qianming's head, and the place where the warm water flowed made Yang Qianming extremely comfortable.

"Brother, do you have a hand cloth?" An inquiry came from next door, Yang Qianming was not only a little familiar when he heard this voice, but he couldn't remember where it was familiar.

When he came in, the shopkeeper gave him two pieces of hand cloth, and Yang Qianming wondered why he gave him so much, but this time it seemed to have worked.

"Yes. Yang Qianming responded while pouring water on his body with a scoop.

When the other party heard that there was a hand cloth, he immediately said happily: "Great, express me a piece!"

Looking at the two-meter-tall plank, Yang Qianming himself was only eight feet tall, not only puzzled: "How to hand it?"

The other party was silent for a while, and then said, "After I count one, two, three, you open the door and stretch out the hand holding the hand cloth." ”

Yang Qianming felt that he was still a little clever, and this method was feasible, so he waited for his password.

"One, two, three!"

After Yang Qianming heard the number, he immediately opened the wooden door, picked up the hand cloth and wanted to stretch it out, but who knew that his feet suddenly slipped, making him rush out.

After rushing out, Yang Qianming felt as if his outstretched hand was pushing against the wall, and his footsteps not only stopped.

"Hmm, how is it soft?" Yang Qianming, who was wondering how the wall could be soft, slowly opened his eyes, and was immediately stupefied on the spot.

I saw that Yang Qianming's palm holding the handcloth was pestle on a person's chest at the moment, and although this person had a shirt around his lower body, there was no half cloth to cover his upper body.

The most important thing is not these, but the fact that this man looks very peculiar. Not only is there no Adam's apple, but at the moment the hair is wet and scattered on the shoulders, and the white and delicate facial features are also beautiful and moving.

"Can you give me the cloth?" the man asked with a faint smile on his face, forcibly holding back the anger in his heart.

And Yang Qianming didn't come back to his senses at all at this moment, because he remembered who this person was. Isn't this person just a thin boy who stole silver in the inn, and at the same time, Yang Qianming wondered why his chest was so swollen that he couldn't hold it with one hand.

Yang Qianming, who didn't know anything about men and women, didn't notice anything wrong at all. Although there was once a flame of love in his heart, this was only limited to chatting and walking, and Yang Qianming was equivalent to a little white for closer men and women.

Although it felt very strange, Yang Qianming obediently took his hand off his chest and handed him the hand cloth.

"Smack!" A crisp slap sounded instantly, covering the beaten face, Yang Qianming looked at the man who ran into the wooden door with some anger and scolded: "Are you sick? I kindly gave you a hand cloth, why are you beating me?"

Although he couldn't hit Yang Qianming under normal circumstances, the scene just now was a bit special, and Yang Qianming was also in a state of wandering thoughts in his mind, so he was slapped in the face unexpectedly.

Anger turned to anger, Yang Qianming still didn't do anything to kick the wooden door and rush in to teach him a lesson. Instead, he returned to his wooden door and washed himself depressed.

Because of what happened just now, Yang Qianming's mood was also extremely bad, and for the thin young man, Yang Qianming was not as knowledgeable as him.

Thinking about him with Gu poison in his body, Yang Qianming still felt sorry for him, a normal ordinary person can't be a person, what does Yang Qianming have to do with him?

After washing it in a hurry, the shopkeeper's new clothes were also delivered, and after Yang Qianming put them on, he left the bathhouse.

After returning to the room, Yang Qianming, who was lying on the bed, couldn't sleep. I wanted to wash up and get a good night's sleep, but Yang Qianming, who was very worried, couldn't sleep.

Lan Meier's affairs, Zhang Ruoxue's traces, these things are bothering him.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, I don't want to. "Yang Qianming is not a person who likes to be more serious, and when the problem is not solved, he is a person who can comfort himself in time.

Suddenly, he remembered the thin young man again, this person gave Yang Qianming a very peculiar feeling.

Looking at his appearance and his swollen chest, Yang Qianming had an illusion, that is, he thought he was a woman.

But after thinking about it, Yang Qianming felt that it was unlikely, how could a woman go into the men's bathhouse to take a bath? Moreover, why would a good girl dress up as a man to swagger through the market, and steal silver taels.

Lying on the bed and looking at Xiao Feng, who was sleeping soundly, Yang Qianming's thoughts flew back to the mysterious man in the cloak.

As for why he wanted to let himself accept the inheritance of the Demon God, Yang Qianming was very puzzled, and he couldn't figure out what his purpose was.

But overall, there is no danger at the moment, and Yang Qianming is not thinking about it.

"Tomorrow, it is estimated that Dugu Dark Xiang and Xiao Yue will wake up, and if there are more people, the chances of finding Zhang Ruoxue will increase. Yang Qianming thought so much in his heart that he simply decided not to sleep.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Yang Qianming took the lead in running the divine power in the dantian according to the cycle according to the method he had used to run Huili.

While absorbing the energy of heaven and earth in this way, it can also bring unexpected benefits to Yang Qianming's stability of the realm. Under the control of Yang Qianming, the divine power wandered in an orderly manner in the major meridians.

When the divine power had been running for ten weeks, Yang Qianming urged the demon god power in his body to continue to operate.

After a night of settling down, Yang Qianming's fatigue disappeared little by little, and was replaced by full of energy.

The realm of the early stage of the emperor is also more stable.

Overnight, it passed quickly.

When Yang Qianming recovered from the middle of the meditation, he found that Xiao Feng was no longer in bed, and at the same time wondering where he had gone, Yang Qianming also got up and put on his clothes.

Pushing open the door and walking out, Yang Qianming met the thin boy again, given that he had beaten himself yesterday, Yang Qianming deliberately teased: "Why do you have the money to live in the hotel, did you steal it from somewhere, and didn't you recruit it truthfully?"

Unexpectedly, the thin young man's eyes were horizontal, and he didn't pay attention to Yang Qianming at all, but walked forward by himself.

Yang Qianming persevered in a few steps to catch up, and continued: "Presumably it was the Gu poison that had a side effect in your body, which made you suffer from big chest disease, right?"

In response to Yang Qianming's words, the thin young man reacted and immediately turned around and raised his palm to slap, but to Yang Qianming's surprise, this time the thin young man's hands contained extremely deep wisdom.

With a dodge, Yang Qianming dodged sideways, shocking that the thin young man in front of him was not an ordinary person.

"Sue you, I will remember this matter, you wait for me!" The thin young man saw that Yang Qianming was not slapped with a palm, and he did not pursue, so he left.

And Yang Qianming, who had not yet recovered from his shock, looked at his departing back, Yang Qianming muttered to himself: "I didn't expect her strength to be stronger than me, how is this possible, but I didn't notice any wisdom fluctuations in him before." ”