In the dead of night, the shopkeeper finally sent away the last drunk knight, beat his back, and sat at the counter to settle accounts.

A clever little two, while cleaning the lobby, complained to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, if you want me to say that although there are more guests this year, I earn less."

There are people making trouble every day, we lose money, and I don't know why these people are so angry.

In the past, so many wealthy businessmen came and went, and the reward given was a large sum, but now, let alone the reward, for fear that that sentence would make these young heroes unhappy and be split by someone with a sword. ”

The little second brother poured bitter water at the shopkeeper and told the danger of his work, although it was a bit exaggerated, but it was also the truth.

Jianghu people need a lot of supplements to replenish their qi and blood to practice martial arts, and avoid physical deficits caused by martial arts, which all require silver.

Therefore, even if it is a small rich family, after practicing martial arts, there is a shortage of silver, unless, it is the children of those big families.

You have to be a favored child in a big family to not worry about money.

Therefore, if you want to get a large reward from the hands of those who practice martial arts, it is a fool's dream.

"It's just a matter of this month, when this wave of people leaves, we can be more relaxed, and after the summer, these people will almost come back.

When they came back, they were all like frosted eggplants, and they didn't have the spirit to make trouble. ”

When Xiao Er heard this, he approached the shopkeeper and asked, "Shopkeeper, why is this, you tell us about it." ”

The shopkeeper coaxed, "Go and go, work hard, and ask so much, what is in it for you." ”

The shopkeeper's ancestors have set up shop here for generations, and they know that these people are now jumping and happy, and it won't be long before they come back.

Because these people know a lot, they are always unwilling, and no matter how much they have achieved in the future, they are always depressed.

So, it's not necessarily a good thing to have a lot of knowledge.

These mortal fetuses of your own flesh, you still don't need to know so much, it's better to increase your troubles.

The shopkeeper sighed for a long time, and then crackled and calculated.

Xiao Er has already packed up his things, said hello, and went to rest first, after all, early the next morning, he had to get up early to boil water and send it to each room, and he couldn't get up if he didn't rest.

The shopkeeper has an account today, and he can't understand it, and it's a little late.

It's almost time to go to bed.

He was a little old, and after tossing for a long time, he lost his sleep.

After lying down for so long, the room was dry and his mouth was dry, so he planned to get up and drink tea, moisten his throat, and sleep again when he was comfortable.

Who knows, as soon as we came together, I felt something moving outside.

Frightened, he tiptoed to the door and listened carefully.

The sound seemed to fade away, and then he felt as if he smelled the scent of begonias.

The smell was so sweet and looming, and it was itchy and unbearable, so he unconsciously inhaled and muttered: "This winter, where did the begonias come from, it's so good......"

The last word was heard, and before he could say it, the person was already unconscious.

The door was quietly pushed open, and a masked man in black walked into the room, moved the person back to the bed, and then, wiped the freshly burned incense ash by the window, opened the door again, and let the smell of the room go.

After doing all this, the visitor quietly retreated.

This scene is not only happening here, but also in the inn, in all the rooms where people live.

However, some people are more lucky, they are like shopkeepers, after being stunned, they all fall asleep.

Yes, after fainting, he was pierced in the heart by the dagger of the man in black, and passed away in his sleep.

If there were well-informed people here, they would find that those who were killed were those who had been famous for a long time.

There were dozens of these men in black, but in a matter of moments, ten of them had died.

It didn't take long to arrive in front of Wei Zi's house.

The movement outside naturally can't be hidden from Wei Zi as a monk, but the immortal cultivation world and the mundane world want to distinguish clearly, if it is not for themselves, the monk cannot easily meddle in the affairs of the world.

After all, the monks are too destructive, and if there is no such restriction, who knows what will happen.

On the contrary, those little monks in the Qi cultivation period, because their strength is not much different from those in the worldly martial arts, but the constraints on them are smaller.

Therefore, even if he knew what was happening outside, whether it was Tang Muge or Hua Xiyan, they were all like Wei Zi and did not move.

The worldly rivers and lakes are like cultivating immortals, once you step in, you must be ready to die.

If you are afraid of death, you should not come out to break into the rivers and lakes.

is overshadowed, and it is no wonder that others do not save themselves when they see death, they can only blame themselves for not being good at learning.

The aroma of begonia flowers spread in the house, Wei Zi smelled it, the taste was not bad, very fresh.

Wei Xingzhu was also awakened, turned into a human form again, held his chin, and looked at the window, where a stick of incense was slowly burning.

The incense burned out, and the deadbolt was gently opened by a thin blade.

A man in black whispered in.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he turned around and closed the door again, and then turned back to look inside.

This look almost made him scream, but fortunately, good professionalism made him hold back.

Through the bright snow light outside the window, I saw the two people who should have been asleep, one on the bed and the other at the table, all holding their chins, staring at him with their eyes intact, I don't know how long they have been staring.

He had already discovered him, but he did not scream or strike first, taking him down while he was closing the door.

This man is indeed as his master said, and there is something evil about him.

He didn't know what he was going to do now.

He was discovered, and the target was awakened, and it stands to reason that the mission was a failure.

But the target doesn't shout, shout, or move, which puts him in a dilemma.

"Who called you? Did I poke you in the arm, or was you kicked out by that sissy?"

There is no need for Wei Zi to say who the sissy is, the man in black has already realized that it is the sick and weak boy who has eight maidservants by his side.

Now when I hear Wei Zi's description, even the man in black thinks it is very appropriate.

The sick weak willow Fufeng, with a bunch of maidservants, isn't it a sissy.

However, after seeing the strength of those maids, Wei Zi is really the only one who can ridicule so unscrupulously.

The men in black are all dead soldiers, and they will definitely not betray the news of the Lord's family.

The two sides were at a stalemate.

Just when the man in black was in a dilemma, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from the upper room.

It's that sissy room.

After he came, the upper room was gone, but who dared to fight with him.

He stood outside the room, and the owner of the room obediently gave up the room and moved to the next room.