Chapter 135: Fox Face
Chapter 135: Thousand-Faced Fox
Two hundred miles west of Nan'an City, the forest was covered with dead branches and leaves. It was still dark when a group of people and horses passed by. The footsteps startled two early-rising tits, which flew to higher branches and carefully observed more than twenty giant beasts.
Fortunately, those passers-by soon left the woods, and everything returned to peace, with only a few deep carriage tracks.
"Squeak!"
The male bird flapped its wings, leaped up, caught a fat flying insect and put it to the female bird's mouth.
"Jiji!"
After traveling all night, we are out of the woods and about to leave the territory of Xi'an Prefecture.
"The bird is chirping, seeking the voice of its friend."
The black-clothed swordsman listened to the birdsong coming from the woods, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Master, where are our friends?"
"What do you think, Zhou Wang?"
The black-clothed swordsman thought for a moment and said, "To the west is the Nangong family, and to the north is the Qianma Hall territory. It depends on your plan, sir. However, I think that Longxi is a long way to go. We are sitting on a pile of gunpowder now, so it is safer to go to Qingyang Prefecture nearby."
"Qingyang Qianma Hall?"
Liu Xuan said contemptuously: "People in the martial arts world are always on the brink of blood and are considered normal to live and die in the morning. The head of Qianma Hall is always looking for land and houses, and is always calculating. He has almost forgotten his identity as a martial arts man. He is even worse than Feixing Sect."
Zhou Wang asked doubtfully, "Sir, are you sure that the Nangong family will take us in?"
"With this generous gift, Nangong Huang should be able to do it."
Liu Xuan looked back at the two carriages in the middle of the team with a sneer on her lips. The orthodox religions are also divided into factions. The Feixing Sect is on good terms with the Huashan Sect, so the Nangong family would naturally not be afraid of offending Fang Mengxiong.
Zhou Wang saw a sign for a wine shop on the roadside ahead and said with a smile, "Sir, where is the wine shop? We have been traveling by night and hiding during the day. We are tired and exhausted after two nights of traveling. Shall we go and have some rest?"
Liu Xuan nodded and said, "That's fine."
The small wine house was very simple, with doors and windows made of bamboo strips, earthen walls on all sides, and the floor was covered with dust.
Inside the room, there were four wooden tables with broken legs and missing corners, with several coarse pottery bowls placed upside down on them.
To the right of the main hall is the corner room with a large stove against the wall. Through the bamboo window, you can see two figures busy in the kitchen.
The old man heard the noise, looked up, and saw many customers coming into the store, so he hurried out to greet them.
This small tavern is located at the junction of two prefectures, but is not close to the official road. Few people pass by, and it seems that business is not booming.
"Dear guests, would you like to drink?"
The hunchbacked old man was short in stature, wearing a greasy cloth shirt, and had a black copper spot the size of a coin on his chin.
Zhou Wang glanced around and frowned, saying, "Sir, this store doesn't look very clean. Let's go to another one."
Liu Xuan walked into the store and found a fairly sturdy wooden stool to sit on.
"I'll just look here!"
After all, they are still in Xi'an Prefecture. If the news leaks out, it will easily attract the Feixing Sect to hunt them down.
This tavern is deserted, which is just right for hiding from the public.
However, this small shop could not accommodate more than 20 people, so Zhou Wang arranged the disciples of the Suoyue Sect into two shifts, with half of them keeping watch outside the shop and guarding the carriage.
After waiting for a while, Zhou Wang heard the sound of a spatula coming from the kitchen. He became a little impatient and stood up to ask.
"Are the food and drinks ready?"
"Okay, okay, sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
Two people came out of the kitchen, one holding a wine jug and the other carrying a food box.
Behind the hunchbacked old man followed a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, thin, with a smoky face and dust on her clothes, but it was hard to hide her elegant and refined temperament. However, her eyes were dull and her face was expressionless, and she didn't look very smart.
"Sir, please enjoy your meal."
She put the pot of wine on the table. Liu Xuan couldn't help but take another look. He had been in the entertainment industry for a long time and knew that beauty lies in the bones. This woman looked disheveled, but with a little dressing up, she would definitely be radiant, especially the three-point intentional or unintentional arrogance and coldness, which added a lot of color. He thought to himself: "I didn't expect that there would be such a fragrant grass in the wilderness."
In the martial arts world, beauties, like magical weapons and superior martial arts secrets, are scarce resources.
Just like Prince Ning in Jiangnan, he claimed that he had three good qualities. The first good quality was the most beautiful women in the world. He built the Wuyou Tower by the West Lake and collected the best cosmetics in the world. He seemed to be romantic and dissolute, but in fact he was just using beauty to weave a net to entrap heroes and heroes in the world.
Seeing this, Zhou Wang smiled and asked, "Boss, this is your granddaughter, right? What's her name? How old is she? She's so pretty."
The hunchbacked old man shook his head and said, "Sir, you are joking."
Zhou Wang laughed and said, "If she's not a granddaughter, then she must be a daughter. How come she doesn't look like you at all? Could it be that...you've become a cuckold and you don't even know it?"
The disciples of Suoyue Sect all laughed and cheered.
But the girl still had no expression on her face. She stood there and let those malicious eyes roam over her body.
Liu Xuan raised her hand slightly, and the voice immediately disappeared. She stood up and looked at her: "Is he your father? Or grandfather?"
The girl looked at him blankly.
Liu Xuan's hand slowly pressed on the hilt of the knife.
She said, "Neither."
Liu Xuan stared at the girl's distinct black and white eyes and nodded, "Fortunately you didn't say yes, otherwise it would be really interesting for a family to have two different accents."
When everyone heard this, they noticed this detail and couldn't help but admire Liu Xuan's observation skills. They also became alert.
Liu Xuan's hand was still on the hilt of the knife, and she asked, "What is your relationship?"
She was silent for a while, then a cold smile appeared on her face: "He asked me to sleep with him."
The hunchbacked old man smiled awkwardly and hurriedly pulled the girl behind him: "Sir, I spent three hundred taels of silver to buy my wife. I have no children and have saved up for half my life. I am hoping to give it a try and leave a child for the Wu family."
"Shopkeeper Wu, you are really lucky."
Zhou Wang looked at the girl's figure, swallowed his saliva secretly, and couldn't help feeling a little blasphemous.
This is human nature. If this old and ugly wine shop owner can sleep, why can't I?
Liu Xuan was just the opposite. When she heard that she was already a married woman, she suddenly lost interest.
Although this girl is pretty, she is not a perfect virgin. She is like an incomplete secret book or a cracked sword. Her value is greatly reduced. It would be useless to give her to the Nangong family or anyone else.
A pot of wine, a large pot of vegetable porridge, some bacon, dried fish, and boiled peanuts.
It was not a sumptuous meal, but being able to eat these things in such a simple tavern was already satisfying for the people of the Suoyue Sect who had been eating dry rations for two days. They let the couple try the food and waited for a while to make sure that there was no poison before they started eating.
The old man and the young man returned to the kitchen and squatted under the stove watching over the fire.
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Liu Xuan glanced at the black-clad swordsman, his most trusted assistant, and knew that his old problem had come back, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then let the brothers rest for half an hour before setting off again."
Zhou Wang knew that the young master had agreed, and he was overjoyed and said, "Thank you very much, young master. Thank you very much, young master."
Liu Xuan stood up and walked out of the store. He wanted to stay by the carriage to feel at ease.
This batch of 'fire bombs' were made by Feixing Sect at great expense for the Qin Palace, but he secretly stole them. The two sides became mortal enemies, and Fang Mengxiong would definitely send multiple forces to hunt him down.
"Hehe, young master is just too particular. Little does he know that when flowers are ready to be plucked, they should be plucked immediately. It doesn't matter if they are withered or new. They all have their own flavor."
Zhou Wang picked his teeth with a toothpick, slowly stood up, suddenly opened the curtain, and entered the kitchen at the back...
(End of this chapter)