There is an inn, boxy, two-story building, with a flag in the center.

The flag, which had been tattered at the edge, hung on a tall pole and waved in the wind.

The flag is embroidered with four big characters: Taiping Inn.

The high pole stands not far from the two-story building, but compared to the extremely heavy "Taiping" word, this two-story building is really a little inconspicuous, the white wall skin has peeled off most of it, revealing the green bricks underneath, and the black tiles on the roof have also been incomplete, which looks quite shabby.

It's just that in this wilderness, there is such an inn to settle down and rest, which is a blessing for the passing travelers.

But then again, there must be demons when things go wrong, and in such a place far away from the town, thieves are infested, bandits are rampant, and if you dare to open an inn in this place, you won't be ordinary people.

The inn occupies a large area, and there is a two-entry courtyard outside the two-story building, which can put sundries and horses, and the flagpole is standing in the middle of the courtyard, which is very conspicuous.

A young man dressed as a Jianghu guest walked into the courtyard, first looked up at the "Taiping" banner waving in the wind, and then turned his gaze to the simple stable not far away, at this time there were already many "residents" inside, most of them were tall and strong, with bright fur and a neighing sound. If anyone who knows horses is here, they will understand why these horses are so "arrogant", because they are all first-class war horses from the army, known as 800 a day, and non-official generals cannot ride.

In such a simple and shabby inn, there are such fine horses, as if Yan in front of the princely hall really flew into the homes of ordinary people, which is extremely incommensurate.

The young man withdrew his gaze and looked at the small two-story building that was the main body of the inn.

There is a dry old tree stump against the wall outside the door of the second-story building, on which a thin black boy is sitting and dozing, his head is like a chicken pecking rice, little by little, the saliva from the corner of his mouth hangs out a thin white line along his chin. I don't know what the boy dreamed of, his sleeping face was full of smiles, looking at his age, most of them were a beautiful woman in a dream, and when he woke up, he couldn't remember his face, there was a poem that said?

At the feet of the young man was a yellowed dog, lazily basking in the sun with his master, although he had not fallen asleep directly like the master, but he was already in a half-asleep state.

On this late summer afternoon, the entire inn exudes a sense of laziness.

The young man did not want to break the lazy silence, and walked gently towards the inn lobby, but at this moment the earth dog suddenly woke up, first stared at the stranger vigilantly, and then began to grin and whine.

The thin black boy also woke up from the dream, first wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and after seeing the young man, he hurriedly got up and kicked the earth dog, the earth dog whimpered, ran away with his tail between his legs, and then asked with a smile: "This guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

The young man joked, "It can't be a black shop, right?"

The black and thin young man said: "Where is this guest officer, we are here to do a clean business done by serious people." ”

Saying that, the young man raised his hand and pointed to the big flag that was waving in the wind, "The guest officer saw it, the flag, but our shopkeeper specially asked for a scholar to write it, it was too peaceful, nothing was too peaceful, in short, it was in our store, and it was too peaceful." ”

The young man smacked the implication of this sentence and said softly, "What a big breath." ”

The thin black boy smiled, stopped talking, and led the young man into the lobby.

The inn is divided into two floors, in addition to the counter in the lobby on the first floor, there are more than a dozen tables of eight immortals and supporting benches for guests to drink and eat, and the second floor can accommodate people, there are no guests in the lobby at the moment, only a couple, the shopkeeper couple who want to come here.

The shopkeeper is thin, wearing an old square scarf, wearing a white blue cloth robe, like a teacher, standing behind the black lacquer counter, is keeping accounts, behind the shopkeeper there are several large wine jars, looking at it seems to be some years, polished shiny, and you can smell the aroma of wine from afar.

The proprietress sat on a bench next to a table of eight immortals, bored with melon seeds, she was wearing a flower bikini, but she was plump, the convex place was convex, the place where it should be warped, plus the face of the, every move with a flow that made men give birth to many different ideas, perfectly interpreted what a mature woman should be.

When the proprietress heard the footsteps, she inadvertently looked up and was shocked when she saw the young man following the young man.

The two of them have been running an inn here for many years, and they have seen the world, even if they are outlaws wanted by the imperial court, they have seen a lot, this young man who seems to be dressed as an ordinary Jianghu person, has a kind of "qi" on his body.

Murderous.

Her man is proficient in some superficial qi techniques, and once told her when he was half drunk that a person has too much blood debt on his hands, and a murderous aura will naturally form on his body.

It is said that the ghost is afraid of the butcher, precisely because the butcher has been operating for many years, stained with blood, and has a murderous aura on his body, and ordinary ghosts cannot get close.

From this point of view, this young man is by no means the kind of chick who is wandering the rivers and lakes for the first time, but an old man who takes people's lives lightly, is calm, and already regards life and death as a very ordinary thing.

This kind of character is the most terrifying.

The proprietress glanced at the indifferent shopkeeper, snorted lightly, put down the melon seeds in her hand, got up from the bench, and walked towards the young man, while showing a smile on her face, she stretched out her hand and greeted: "Guest officer, please come in, our Taiping Inn has always been a fair price, Tong Su is not bullied, looking at the radius of hundreds of miles, it is a piece of a well-known golden signboard, the guest officer just rest assured to check in." ”

The young man laughed but did not say a word.

The proprietress asked, "Dare to ask the guest officer's name and surname?"

The young man said: "The surname is Li, Muzi Li." The double name Xuandu, the mysterious Xuan, and the capital of the metropolitan governor. ”

Li Xuandu, this is not like the name of a Jianghu person.

The shopkeeper who had been keeping accounts with his head bowed slowly raised his head, his voice was mellow, and he asked softly: "Xuandu, but the Xuandu of 'Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor'?"

The young man nodded and said: "Xuandu Purple Mansion, the place where the ancestors of the Taishang Dao Immortal Cultivation, the family teacher gave me this name back then, thinking that I could go to the Heavenly Xuandu one day, but this is just the hope of the elders, and it can't be true." ”

The shopkeeper said, "Not necessarily." ”

At this moment, the sound of a "squeak" opening of the door on the second floor, followed by the footsteps of "tuk tuk", was particularly clear in the silent lobby.

Then a figure slowly descended the stairs to the lobby.

This person was wearing a long brocade robe with blue narrow sleeves, a bronze head buttoned around his waist, and black and white-soled official boots.

The knife hangs from the waist, the blade is about three feet, the handle is about six inches, and although it is wrapped in a scabbard, it can also be seen that the spine is straight and the blade is slightly curved.

This knife is a Wenluan knife.

This person is Qingluanwei.