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The two tied up their horses and followed the waiter into the attic in the middle. The bottom floor of this attic was the main room for dining, and the two floors above were the rooms for lodging.

After the two entered the door, they saw Miss Ning San occupying a table by herself. There was a bowl of tea, a piece of cake, and no other dishes on the table.

Miss Ning San tore the biscuits with bare hands, stuffed them into her mouth bit by bit, chewed them slowly and swallowed them.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?" the waiter asked Taoist Qianchu.

"No, today is fasting day, so I don't want to eat."

After closing the sword gate, in order to prevent the plot, the two of them stopped eating and only drank water from their own storage bags.

The waiter didn't try to persuade him any more. Anyway, Feeding Manali had already made a fortune. "Then I'll take you two upstairs. Your room is on the second floor."

Taoist Qianchu nodded and followed the waiter about to go upstairs.

"Wow! What a coincidence, Third Miss, you are here too." Shi Shiran walked in outside, wearing white clothes and a jade belt, holding a folding fan. It was not Mr. Su Mengzhu.

He sat down opposite Miss Ning San.

"Third Miss, do you just want to eat biscuits?"

Miss Ning San said calmly, "I am a monk. It would be nice to have Hu cakes to eat." Before Su Mengzhu could speak, she rushed to say, "I have already paid for these Hu cakes. You don't need to pay for them, and I don't have to pay for them either." I can’t buy you food with money.”

"Look at you, I didn't say anything, you just talked a lot. Waiter, bring me a piece of cake and a jug of good wine."

"Yes, sir."

Miss Ning San whispered, "Su, are you bothered by following me all day long?"

"I'm not bothered!"

"What do you want to do?"

"Faith will move mountains to open..."

"Shut up! I'm a monk. I only know the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng. I don't know about love and hate. It's useless for you to pester me."

"Haha, you spend all your time dancing with swords and sticks, what kind of monk do you think you are? Hey, don't deny it. I know that your real purpose in coming to Chengdu this time is to invite He Lianbi to compete in martial arts. As for coming with your master to participate in the 18th Family Sacrifice Ceremony, That's just a cover."

"Can't monks practice magical powers? My master is also a monk. Your good friend Monk Doluo is also a monk. They are still very powerful." Miss Ning San was very unconvinced.

Su Mengzhu smiled and said, "Of course, when did I say that monks can't practice? I mean you compete with others all day long and are competitive, how can you be like a monk! Your master, and Monk Duoluo, don't find people every day. Fight and kill."

"You understand! It's not me who wants to compete with He Lianbi, it's him who wants to compete with me!"

"Of course I know. Qin Zhongjiuxiu ranked him at the bottom. He was not convinced and vowed to defeat the top eight people. Three years ago, he defeated the eighth-ranked guy from Yandang Mountain, and then he was ranked No. 8. You're seven, I heard that you have fought three times with no outcome?"

Miss Ning San gritted her teeth and said, "I will definitely defeat him this time! To prevent him from being like some bastards and pestering him endlessly!"

Su Mengzhu took a bite of the biscuit and said lazily, "Okay, you go to the martial arts competition, and I will help you protect the law."

Miss Ning San glared at him, "Go away! Who wants you to protect the Dharma? I will arrive in Chengdu tomorrow, and you will disappear from my presence immediately!"

"I'm not a protector. Let's take a look at the lively headquarters. When and where will you compete with He Lianbi..."

Just as he was talking, someone outside shouted loudly, "Is it the third lady?"

Su Mengzhu and Miss Ning San looked up and saw a man walking outside the door. He was eight feet tall, wearing a white robe, with a square face and a black beard. He looked about forty, but his scalp was very strange, with a layer of white hair. There is a layer of black hair in the hairpin, which is layered but distinct.

The middle-aged man came closer, clasped his fists and said, "Is this the third young lady? My surname is Mu. On the order of my adoptive father, I made a special trip to greet the third young lady."

Miss Ning San stood up and bowed, "Thank you very much. I already received a letter from Fourth Sister and Senior Dongqiu on the way. I said no, but I didn't expect Senior Dongqiu to be so polite."

"That's right. The third lady is a distinguished guest. My adoptive father knows that Mu has no skills and can only do some menial work. He helps the third lady lead the way and chase away flies and mice." The middle-aged man said and sat down at the table.

Su Mengzhu was not angry after hearing this, and said with a smile, "You are the famous doctor Mu Yanhanmu in Sichuan. You must be. No one can disguise your black and white hair. Haha, Suwen you He has superb medical skills, but he also has a bad reputation.”

Mu Yan said coldly, "Mr. Su, I'm not as good as you when it comes to talk. It's just that you are flirting and talking, so you can find other women. Miss Ning San has a noble status and is a guest of my Dongqiu family. She won't tolerate your teasing." ”

"Brother Mu, you have wronged me by saying this. How dare I make fun of the third lady? I have always worshiped her as Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"Amitabha, sin!" Miss Ning San heard Su Mengzhu comparing herself to a Bodhisattva, and she quickly recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

A hint of anger flashed in Mu Yanhan's eyes, "Mr. Su, it's getting late, please come back."

"Please come back? Isn't this an inn? Where should I go back? Waiter, is there any room available?"

Without waiting for the waiter's reply, Mu Yanhan said, "I'm sorry, this inn has no vacancies. Mr. Su, please look elsewhere."

"If there's no vacancy, that's fine. I'll drink here. It's okay to drink all night. Come on, Brother Mu, I'll give you a toast."

Su Mengzhu took an empty bowl, placed it in front of Mu Yanhan, and then opened the wine jar.

Mu Yanhan picked up the wine bowl and said, "Master Su, do you want to invite me to drink?"

"Yes." Su Mengzhu said, the wine jar tilted slightly, and the white wine poured into the bowl.

The wine bowl was not too big, and it was supposed to be full as soon as it was poured. However, the sound of "squeaking" kept coming, and the wine kept pouring, but the wine bowl was never full.

Mu Yanhan held the wine bowl, motionless, and smiled coldly.

"Wow! Uncle, this Mu Yanhan is not only excellent in medical skills, but he also has amazing supernatural powers! He can actually turn wine into nothing with his pure fire spirit power without making a sound!"

"Hehe, of course, don't forget his last name?"

"Mu Yanhan?" Shi Feng thought for a moment and asked in surprise, "Is he related to the Mu family, the number one genius doctor in the world back then?"

"It's not just related! The Demon Clan's Great Light Sect bloodbathed the Mu family, and the only child who escaped was Mu Yanhan. After the Mu family was destroyed, Dongqiu Ancient City adopted him as an adopted son and raised him, and he has been staying in Dongqiu ever since. family."

"Oh! It turns out that this Mu Yanhan is also the head of two families, no wonder he is so great."

"He is great, but Mr. Su is not a playboy either!"

At this time, Shi Feng also realized that something was wrong. The wine jar was not big. It could only hold one or two kilograms at most. If he poured it down like this, the wine inside would have been drained out long ago. Keep pouring into the wine bowl.

"What kind of skill is this? Why is the wine jar always empty?"

Taoist Qianchu said, "This Young Master Su has a wood skill body. Although the plants and trees are weak, they are the most tenacious and endless. He should have quickly gathered the evaporated water vapor from Mu Yanhan, took it back to the wine jar, and turned it into wine again. In this way If the cycle goes on and on, the wine will never be poured out.”

"If you are so invincible, when will this competition last?" Shi Feng asked curiously.

There was also a trace of impatience in Mu Yanhan's eyes. He raised his eyebrows, his robe sleeves moved automatically, and the wine bottle Su Mengzhu was carrying cracked, and then the wine bottle fell apart.

The wine immediately flew out. Su Mengzhu said "Ouch" and stretched out his hand. The wine flew into his mouth like an arrow. He swallowed it all in one go and then laughed, "So Brother Mu doesn't drink. That little brother I won’t force myself. I’ve finished the wine and I’m leaving.”

His wine bottle was broken, but Mu Yanhan's wine bowl was still in good condition. He had already lost a move.

"Let's go, I won't send you off!" Mu Yanhan said.

"No need to send it away, no need to send it away!" Su Mengzhu stood up and whispered to Miss Ning San, "Miss Third, I live in Maocai Old Store in the east. If you need anything, call me."

Miss Ning San said coldly, "Don't worry, I will never come to you for anything!"

...

After watching the fun, Taoist Qianchu and Shi Feng went back to their rooms to rest. When monks stay in hotels, they will set up restrictions in the rooms to prevent anyone from peeping or plotting against them.

Shi Feng tidied the house and let his uncle sleep on the bed, while he made a bed on the floor. Taoist Qianchu simply set up a ban, and the master and apprentice meditated and rested.

Shi Feng released his consciousness and scanned the inn and its surroundings.

After Miss Ning San finished eating the cakes, she also went back to her room to rest. She slept on the east end of the third floor. Mu Yanhan also asked for a room next to her. To go to Miss Ning San's room, he had to pass through the corridor in front of his door.

In addition to the two of them, there is also a monk on the third floor and a monk on the second floor. However, the rooms are restricted and it is not known who lives in them.

Shi Feng didn't sleep. His eyes were wide open and he kept tapping his fingers on the ground.

"Xiao Feng, what are you thinking about?"

"I miss you, senior sister." The horned demon dragon replied in the black turtle's bones.

"Uncle, I just vaguely felt that something was wrong, and I was thinking about what it was."

Taoist Qianchu did not continue speaking so as not to interrupt Shi Feng's train of thought.

After a cup of tea, Shi Feng's fingers suddenly stopped, "I remember!"