First Class Taoist Gate

"Oh, it's really unfortunate that you are here, Xiaoye, there is no going to the house," the lady boss said embarrassedly.

"Then let your room out" Zhang Bairen said as if it were a matter of course, the lady boss blinked: "The concubine's room? The price of the concubine's room is not cheap."

"Fifty taels" Zhang Bairen said casually.

"Okay, let the concubine go to the house for the little master." The lady boss narrowed her eyes and smiled all over her face: "The little master seems to have a **** smell on her body. Could it be that he encountered a thief?"

Zhang Bairen stopped after hearing the words, turned around to look at the lady boss, raised his sleeves and smelled: "Where there is the smell of blood, talking nonsense is about to lose your head."

"Yes, yes, the concubine is talking nonsense, but this is a dark inn, no matter who comes here, he must abide by the rules" the proprietress said with a charming smile.

"What's the rule?" Zhang Bairen looked at the boss curiously.

"You can't die!" The lady boss stared at the long sword in Zhang Bairen's hand.

"It's a good rule, I like it." Zhang Bairen walked through the courtyard and walked into the lobby. At this time, the lobby was full, and the noise was like flies, which was extremely annoying.

After searching for a long time, but did not find a separate seat, Zhang Bairen stepped out slowly, looking at an old man in the corner.

There was a dim candle, peanuts, fennel beans, and a pot of dirty wine on the table.

All tables in the lobby are full, because this is a corner and the lights are too dim and no one wants to come.

It was only a moment when Zhang Bairen walked closer. In the dim shadow beside the old man, there was a four or five-year-old girl sitting, chewing peanuts in her mouth, and a pair of large dimples on her face was full of happiness.

"Pa" Zhang Bairen put his long sword aside, but the sword bag still carried it on his back: "Old man, don't mind sitting together."

The old man nodded, and the little girl looked at Zhang Bairen curiously.

The proprietress walked over, causing countless men to whistle on the road, flirting and cursing everywhere.

"What does the little official want?" The lady boss leaned over.

"I want the best dishes," Zhang Bairen said: "There is a pot of 70-year-old wine in the carriage I rushed over. Go and move it for me."

Zhang Bairen didn't have the slightest heart to pity and cherish jade. The proprietress rolled her eyes: "My inn is not in front of the village or in the back of the village, but it is very expensive."

"What's the matter? Just serve it directly" Zhang Bairen said impatiently.

The lady boss hummed, turned and left.

"The old man has a pot of dirty wine here. If the son doesn't dislike it, let's quench his thirst for now."

Zhang Bairen did not refuse, picked up the flask and poured a glass, took a sip on the side of his mouth, and then put down the glass, refusing to drink.

The old man kindly reminded Zhang Bairen: "This inn is so dark-hearted that it costs a hundred taels of silver for a dish, which is not something ordinary people can afford."

Zhang Bairen smiled: "The name of the inn is really strange."

"Whenever a tourist passes here, it happens to be dark. If you don't want to sleep in the wild, you can only rest in this inn," the old man smiled.

Not long afterwards, the proprietress held the wine jar. The baby's head-sized wine jar was wrapped and sealed in red silk cloth and placed in front of Zhang Bairen: "It's a good wine. It's rare to see wine that has been used for a hundred years."

Zhang Bairen flicked the stopper, and the aroma of wine overflowed in an instant, causing everyone in the lobby to look everywhere. They all looked around and looked at the wine jar in Zhang Bairen's hand. Someone said: "Little son, are you selling this drink?"

Zhang Bairen shook his head, poured out the wine of the old man opposite, and slowly drank a glass, only to see that the wine was thick, like honey.

"Brother, please eat peanuts" The little girl passed the peanuts in her hand.

Zhang Bairen took the peanuts and smiled, "Thank you, little girl."

"Here," the old man took a sip: "It's really good wine, I'm afraid it will cost ten taels of silver after this sip."

Looking at the old man’s relaxed brows, the wrinkles on his face seemed to disappear. Zhang Bairen picked up the peanuts from the plate and pushed it away and stuffed it into his mouth: "The old man has finished eating. If he is okay, he will leave quickly. To die here."

"The little son's words are strange, I am a handful of old bones, who will kill me? If you want money and no money, what do you do to kill me? But the son's eyebrows are black and seem to be in trouble." The old man looked at Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen was taken aback. He was kind enough to persuade the grandparents to leave, but the old man seemed to have some ways.

"Since the son walked into this room, the hundreds of people in the inn, everyone was dead, and they were spying on impermanence." The old man was unceremonious and took a sip of the drink.

"You shouldn't die, you will never die! Damn yourself, no one can save him" Zhang Bairen ate the fennel beans. At this time, five dishes were presented with all flavors and flavors, but Zhang Bairen and the old man did not move. Just eat fennel beans and peanuts.

Seeing the sky getting darker, Zhang Bairen stood up and said slightly drunk: "It's a pity, it's too late for you to leave now."

"With the son, the old bone should live a few more years" the old man smiled.

Zhang Bairen was led to the shopkeeper's room by Xiao Er, drunk, looked at the pink big bed, and pounced on it unceremoniously.

A strange low tone sounded, and Zhang Bairen heard the roar and anger of the beasts in the mountains.

With his sleepy eyes dim, the door of the house opened with a creak, and then Nuan Yu Wenxiang rushed over.

Zhang Bairen pushed the palm of his hand, just dragging the female shopkeeper's chest, soft and elastic that he could not grasp.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Bairen opened his eyes.

At this time, the shopkeeper's face was like a peach blossom, his voice was weak and inaudible, and his body fell limp, and he slammed into Zhang Bairen instantly.

"You go to sleep in the wood room. Your room is mine tonight." Zhang Bairen retracted his palm without changing his face, as if it was not him who had captured the private place before.

"You told me to sleep in the wood house?" The shopkeeper was taken aback, staring at Zhang Bairen with wide eyes.

"Otherwise? I'm not used to sleeping with people"

Seeing Zhang Bairen's "stone heart" look, the shopkeeper's complexion became stiff, and he hated "It's really a kid, I don't know what a woman is like", and he can only turn around and walk out of the guest room while cursing.

In the second half of the night, Zhang Bairen stood up slowly, the low flute sound in his ears became clearer and more tortuous, and the sound of gasps, roars, and growls spread throughout the entire inn.

"Oh, the beasts actually surrounded the inn, and the horses in the backyard were eaten." I don't know who shouted, and the whole inn was brightly lit and screamed and boiled.

Zhang Bairen put on his clothes unhurriedly, opened the window and looked outside with the help of the moonlight, only to see black shadows galloping on the ground, and the sound of horses neighing sternly.

"Tigers, leopards, wolves, and snakes, the poison in the mountains is all gathered. It's a big handwriting." Zhang Bairen slowly closed the window and walked out of the house with a sword pouch on his back, only to see everyone outside holding steel knives and guarding them. Portal, confront the tiger, leopard and jackal outside.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute rose quickly, and only a roar was heard, and then the tiger and the jackal hit the doors and windows of the house.

"Don’t be afraid, let’s have hundreds of people here. As long as we work together, it’s nothing but wolves, tigers and leopards. What's the problem?" The shopkeeper opened the window on the second floor and threw it out with a torch in his hand. The unlucky tiger was entangled in the torch, and the flame burst instantly, turning the tiger into a ball of flame.

Fire is the origin of human civilization, the weapon of demons and demons.

"It's just a mere beast, what's so terrible" the proprietress said with disdain.

The words fell~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I could only hear howls, a group of birds rushed towards the shopkeeper crackling.

The shopkeeper's face was pale, and the window was closed instantly, but seeing the birds seemed to die, the window paper broke open in an instant and hit the shopkeeper's body.

Seeing the shopkeeper panicked and Hua Rong paled, Zhang Bairen shook his head, the sword intent enveloped her, the souls of the birds were dissipated by the sword intent, and they fell on the ground like dumplings.

Zhang Bairen stepped forward, grabbed a goshawk, looked at the stunned shopkeeper, and said unhurriedly, "What are you going to do in a daze? Go and make a fire. You can barbecue today. This is all good food."

"Oh oh oh" listening to Zhang Bairen's words, without thinking, the shopkeeper immediately turned and left to prepare for the flame.

"Such a big movement, could it be that something in the inn caused the herd to attack? Is there any treasure in the inn?" a man lowered his voice.

As soon as this statement was made, everyone's eyes moved, and Zhang Bairen unhurriedly selected the goshawk's hair: "Khitanese, a good method."

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