Chapter 24: In Huarong Inn, the beautiful lady is angry

Chapter 24: In Huarong Inn, the beautiful lady is angry

Chapter 24: In Huarong Inn, the beautiful lady is angry

It was near noon that day, and the sky was high and the clouds were clear.

Near the official road of Huarong County, there is a spacious hotel with a wine curtain hanging high outside the door, swaying in the wind, with four official script characters "Huarong Old Store" written on it.

Inside the store, the noise is so loud that it can be heard outdoors.
Although Huarong County is just a county in Hunan, it is backed by the Yangtze River in the north and Dongting Lake in the south.

Cross the river from here and you will arrive in Hubei. To the east is Yueyang and to the west is Yiyang.

Such important transportation routes are densely populated and crowded with merchants, but the official road outside the hotel is deserted and it is difficult to see pedestrians.

Although there were no pedestrians on the road, the hotel was full of people. Several waiters were busy serving wine and food to the guests. This phenomenon was extremely strange.

Sitting next to the door of the shop was a man in his forties, with a sallow face, a rat-like mustache, wearing a black suit and a single sword hanging from his abdomen.

There were two bearded men with swords beside him. Perhaps they were drunk and had unbuttoned three or four of their tightly buttoned rows of clothes, revealing their hairy chests.

The three chatted and laughed, their mouths spitting, and when they raised their glasses, the wine bowls clanged and clanged. This arrogant attitude was simply unbridled. The other customers in the restaurant looked at them sideways, but no one stepped forward to dissuade them.

At the table next to the three of them sat two handsome young men wearing fancy clothes and holding long swords at their waists.

A man in his early twenties, wearing a yellow shirt, tall and thin, with starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows, and an extraordinary handsome appearance.

The other one was dressed in white, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a petite figure and a fair complexion. There was a hint of cuteness and charm in her eyes, and she did not have a single masculine demeanor. However, compared with the other men, her manners and conversation revealed an extraordinary gentleness and noble bearing.

Sitting at another wine table next to the handsome young man was a short and fat old man. He was wearing a green robe and a silk hat, dressed like a family member, and his eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

As for the other tables, there were some people sitting around them, tall and short, young and old, with swords hanging from their backs and bulging bags on their waists. There were also some sticks and spears standing next to the tables, and they were wearing different clothes. It was obvious that they were all gangsters from different gangs.

At this moment, there was a "thump" sound, and the big man on the left of the door suddenly put a wine jar on the table, shaking the cups and pots and causing the plates and chopsticks to jump.

He said with a gruff laugh, "Brother, the knives in our hands can also eat human flesh, didn't we just kill a Taoist priest?
What are you afraid of? Don't think it's some big secret that only we brothers know about!"

He pointed around and said: "Did you see? Are all the people here eating here?
I am very worried that we might have fallen behind!"

As he said this, he raised the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

The elder brother sighed and said, "Brother, this is not just about blood. I have seen Taoist Xiao before. His martial arts are really amazing! I heard that his whole body was broken into pieces after being beaten. His apprentice's head was directly hit into the cavity, but it was intact.

In my opinion, although the Divine Illuminating Scripture is good, this guy named Feng, you and I are not only no match for him, even the Four Wonders of the South may not be able to defeat him!"

The noise in the inn died down for a moment, and dozens of pairs of eyes turned over. The second old man listened quietly, then his crazy behavior disappeared, his expression suddenly changed, and he said nothing.

The expressions of the two handsome young men also changed slightly, but their performances were slightly different.

The young man in yellow raised his sword-like eyebrows and sneered.

The young man in white had an intoxicating smile on his pretty face, his clear eyes were full of surprise, and his pair of big black eyes rolled around and exchanged glances with the old man of the family.

The people in the hotel had different expressions, but all of this happened in a flash.

The second brother drank a bowl of wine silently, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Boss, the Four Wonders of the South are famous far and wide, and are known throughout the martial arts world. How could you not know them? But aren't there enough rumors in the martial arts world?

Think about that old man Mei Niansheng, known as 'Iron Bones and Black Embers'. Everyone says that he has unparalleled martial arts skills and is the best in the world. How could his fame be less than that of the "Four Wonders of the South and the Four Oddities of the North"?
But just because a martial arts secret book was lost, he was so angry that he died. Haha, it shows that most of the famous masters are just people who have gained fame in vain! "

Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly sneered, "Wu Lao Er, you are so frivolous, aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away?"

The voice was clear and every customer in the restaurant could hear it.

Wu Laoer's face suddenly changed. He slammed the table and stood up suddenly. His face was as black as fried pork liver, his eyes were spitting fire. He looked around and asked in a stern voice: "Who are you, you rat, making a fuss here?" While he was talking, he heard a strange sound outside the store. Someone looked out the window and saw a thin young man in a blue shirt, riding a big black horse along the official road. The waiter outside the door shouted to greet him.

The second brother ignored this and shouted, "You know my name and you dare to say that. You are very brave. Stand up for me!"

He was very arrogant and aggressive.

The clear voice was heard again in the tavern: "You speak without restraint, you deserve a slap in the face, but considering that you are drunk and daring, and you have low vision, stupidity and ignorance, I will just use chopsticks instead of a slap!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a whoosh sound and a line of white light rushed straight into Wu Laoer's mouth.

At this time, the drinkers had already seen clearly that it was the young man in white who threw out a chopstick.

Just as Wu Laoer was about to block, a blue shadow happened to walk in from the door.

It's too late to say, then soon!
Seeing that the chopstick could not hit Wu Laoer, it was about to hit him instead.

The man in blue raised his hand and with a "thump" sound, the chopstick was inserted into the door frame beside him, three-quarters of the way in.

Someone saw that it was the man in blue who had just come leisurely on horseback.

He walked in proudly, holding a long sword, as if he was blind to everything that had just happened, just like he was shooing away chopsticks or flies with a wave of his hand.

Everyone looked at him intently and saw that he had a tall figure, thick eyebrows and a straight nose, and he walked steadily. Coupled with the skills he just displayed, everyone fell silent unconsciously.

Everyone felt that he was very imposing and not an ordinary person.

The man who came was Feng Yi. He sat down calmly on a newly vacated seat, put down his sword, and said slowly, "Waiter, if you have any good wine or food, just bring it up!"

At this time, there was a "bang" sound, and the chopsticks on the table jumped. Wu Lao Er raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Wu thought someone was so bold, but it turns out to be a green hand. Hehe, little girl, you are lucky, I will let you go!"

He saw that the young man in white was a woman dressed as a man, and felt that it would be unmanly and disgraceful for him to argue with him.

But this made the yellow-shirted young man next to the white-shirted woman angry.
He stood up and said coldly, "Wu Shifei, how dare you say such a shameless thing? If you apologize to my cousin now, I will spare your life!"

Wu Shifei picked up a bowl of wine and said with a smile: "Little guy, your hair hasn't even grown out yet, but you're so arrogant!"

The young man in yellow drew his sword with a clang and cursed, "You don't know how to live or die!" He quickly dodged and was about to go around the table to attack the other party.

The two sides were close to each other, so he stretched his body and attacked quickly and fiercely. Wu Laoer smiled grimly and stood up, drawing the sword from his waist.

Unexpectedly, a gray-haired old man suddenly stood tall and blocked the two men. He blocked Wu Laoer with his left hand, grabbed the yellow-shirted boy's wrist with his right hand, sheathed his sword, and said, "Young man, slow down, slow down!"

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Ps: Guys, you have to read the new book!
Just turn to the last page.

The number of collections increases every day, but the number of readers does not.

You can’t keep a new book alive; if you do, it will die!
The current recommendation mechanism is to follow up on the data.

Without data, there are no recommendations.

Alas, it’s ridiculous that it’s put on the shelves just after the 10 words mark.

But if I don’t make it into the second round of recommendations this week, I will have to put it on the shelves.

(End of this chapter)