New Times Inn

    "Senior brother, what should we do now?" His little brother kept winking his eyes.

    Chu Changzui looked at this little junior brother, and wanted to give his head a vigorous stroking full of love.

    Speaking of which, if it wasn't for his silly little brother who suddenly made such a voice, he should be watching the fun now.

    How can you still act as a coolie now.

    "Hey, brother." The younger brother didn't feel the murderous aura hidden under his brother's loving touch, he glanced at the nearly unconscious Huashan Sect elder and said, "Why did you give that thing to you? The shopkeeper, she just quieted down..."

    He personally went to Xikelai to get that thing, so he is even more puzzled now.

    Chu Changzui thought about the hairpin, and his eyes slowly became distant.

    "This is a secret." After he finished speaking, he continued to walk forward with his back behind his back, "Little brother, if you really want to know, then it's better to give you all the money you paid for the candied fruit. Shall I buy a drink?"

    The younger brother looked at his brother with the eyes of a preschooler, "Brother, you are too naive."

    Chu Changzui shook his head and smiled.

    —Xikelai is the place where Yun Shujun and Feng Wuhen fought a battle.

    It used to be a small restaurant, but in the end it became one of the best hotels in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, because of that small hairpin.

    In those days, Yun Shujun broke his sword in a hurry and had no weapons at hand, so he took off the hairpin on his head and replaced the sword with the hairpin, but when he was about to stab the wind He quickly avoided the mark before.

    The wooden hairpin did not hold back, it penetrated the wall of the small restaurant, and then stayed there.

    Since then, Xikelai has become one of the best restaurants in the vicinity. Many people go there to see the wooden hairpin. Of course, its fame is only limited to this small town in the south of the Yangtze River. Back then, the places where Feng Wuhen and Yun Shujun fought were all over the rivers and lakes, and even the stone walls of Kunlun Mountain had knife wounds cut out.

    People are accustomed to going to those big places to see the traces left by the heroes in the rivers and lakes. Few people will come to such a remote small town deliberately.

    After Chu Changzui knew there was such a hairpin, he did everything possible to adjust it. Perhaps because this place is famous for Yun Shujun and Feng Wuhen, there are many imitations of this kind of hairpin on the street, and the little junior brother easily replaced it with his own light work.

    At that time, Chu Changzui just took this hairpin intuitively.

    But right now, his intuition saved their lives.

    "Although the brand is broken, but after getting the hairpin, Feng Wuhen may be able to be quiet for a few days." Chu Changzui thought.

    Feng Wuhen is so crazy, he is just looking for the traces of Yun Shujun.

    The sign with the snow willow painted on it should be the sign of Yun Shujun back then. It is of great significance to Feng Wuhen. Anything related to Yun Shujun may make the shopkeeper fall into madness.

    Be careful when mentioning this in the future.

    But... the person in charge of the shop is quite interesting to Chu Changzui.

      A buddy, and the reason may just be because... Li Guxing is more pleasing to the eye?

    Oh, interesting. Chu Chang drunk laughed.

     Coincidentally, he and the shopkeeper have something in common, and he happened to like Li Guxing very well.

    Before he came to the inn, he had guessed that the shopkeeper was someone who killed innocent people, but now, he suddenly found that this guy might be more interesting than he thought.

      Maybe... it's a little different from what he imagined before.

    Chu Changzui is also a very interesting person, he likes to make friends with interesting people, just like Li Guxing.

      The sects are almost all staring here, and this inn is the cusp of the storm during this time.

    And... the most important thing is that he can't see through the person who is the shopkeeper.

    His strength and the forces behind him are a mystery.

    Feng Wuhen originally said that he was going to the frontier, but it turned out to be in the Western Regions. No one knows what he experienced there in the past two hundred years. Apart from him, no one else has guessed the origin of the shopkeeper.

    It was the first time that Chu Changzui met someone who felt so dangerous to him. He always felt that there were many secrets hidden in the shopkeeper. What happened, and no one knew what she was thinking.

    In general, Chu Changzui finds it interesting, but most people in Jianghu don't think so.

    He thought about it for a long time, and suddenly heard the footsteps of some people behind him, and his face slowly darkened.

    "What's the matter, brother?" Seeing that his brother suddenly stopped talking, his younger brother also stopped.

    "Junior Brother, you go first." Chu Changzui's tone was very soft.

    He was afraid of scaring his younger brother. After all, although his younger brother was good, this was the first time he had been out of the valley, and his personality was extremely timid.

    "Ah? Why?" The younger brother looked confused.

    "Nothing." Chu Chang said with a drunken smile, "It's just that someone is following us."

    "Ah!"

    "Do you remember the way back to the inn? There are a lot of people over there, it's safe to get there, I'll lead them away, you take them along the path first, I'll go around them first last time."

    "Hey, hello, brother, don't go, wait for me!"

    After Chu Changzui finished speaking, he threw the Huashan Sect elder to his younger brother, and then disappeared in a few breaths.

    "Senior brother!" The younger brother carried the Huashan Sect elder dumbfoundedly.

    "Don't leave me alone, I'm afraid!"

    …

    After Chu Chang was drunk, Feng Qing and Li Qi cleaned up the lobby together.

    This group of people didn't order a few dishes just now, but they made a lot of demons.

    As she cleaned up, she wondered who the man who spoke nicely and had nice hands just now was, how could such a handsome guy appear in their small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

    Although Feng Qing knows that this should be a martial arts world, but you want her to have a real sense of this martial arts world... She actually doesn't have it at all.

    She now eats, sleeps, and then plays every day. Her life is exactly the same as in modern times. She is really a hero who floats in the sky like that Haven't seen it.

    Although she excitedly said on the forum that she had seen a hero, but the conscience of the world...

    She must be joking.

    A person like her who is almost synonymous with ordinary, and who is almost insulated from all kinds of interesting things, how could it be so easy to meet a hero.

    While Feng Qing was thinking about it, someone outside suddenly shouted "Express!" and threw a package in.

    She immediately forgot about it, and Le Diandian ran towards the door.

    "The item I ordered has finally arrived." Feng Qing sighed in relief, then opened the package.

    A large sign with four characters on it, "No Fighting".

    Feng Qing is going to hang it in the center of the lobby, just like the upright plaque in the yamen.

    "The shopkeeper." Li Qi wiped his hands and walked over.

    The rule is... no fighting? Li Qi looked at the shopkeeper thoughtfully.

    Indeed, the shopkeeper's actions a few times before were all because someone wanted to make trouble in the inn. It seems that this is a taboo of the shopkeeper.

    But Li Qi still wanted to ask one more question.

    "The shopkeeper, what is written on this sign..."

    "Oh, no fighting." Feng Qing suddenly remembered that his cook was illiterate, so he deliberately explained one more sentence.

    In Feng Qing's experience, the more illiterate people are, the more they want to know what others have written, so her tone is slightly teasing.

    "In the future, as long as someone enters our inn, we must abide by our rules. If someone is disobedient, you can point to the words on the sign to show him."

    Li Qi nodded, and he secretly wrote down the shopkeeper's words.

    Whoever enters this inn can't "fight"?

    What is the scope of this "who"?

    Ordinary Jianghu people needless to say, and the disciples of ordinary sects do not dare to make any troubles here. But what if it's a demon sect or a righteous elder?

    Or...what kind of sect master himself?

    "If a group of people with particularly bad relationships come in at the same time, what should we do?" Li Qi thought of another question.

    "People who have a particularly bad relationship? Then why are they coming to our inn together?"

    Oh, there is such a possibility, people who have hatred come to have a meal together, meet each other and laugh at each other.

    However, no matter how bad the relationship is, how bad can it be? If you hold on to your death, it means that the owner has occupied the land of the West family. It's impossible to pierce the sky.

    Feng Qing waved his hand and said, "No matter what the guest is, as long as there is a situation that cannot be handled, you can call me."

    "Good."

    Li Qi had the bottom in an instant.

    —In the past few days, more and more people have come to test the inn, and many of them even have some blood feud between them. When they occasionally meet each other, their eyes are wrong, and every time they are attacked by Li Qi The murderous aura was so overwhelming that he didn't dare to move.

      Li Qi would not find it strange.

    But it doesn't matter, no matter who comes, the shopkeeper will press down.

    Li Qi has this confidence in the shopkeeper.

    He turned to get the ladder.

    Feng Qing looked at the chef who was a little silly, smiled and shook his head, thinking that his little fellow is really careful.

    What's the matter... Feng Qing speaks so hard.

    If there is a fight, she will report to the official!

    This time Feng Qing learned to be smart.

    She just thought of a wonderful way to solve her black household problem.

    In the past few days, she is going to bring a printer from Taobao, and then she will take care of others to borrow a household registration thing. She uses ps to change it a little to ensure that there is no fake.

    By the way, a county master from a small town like them must be a seventh-rank official, a big official.

    Feng Qing went upstairs and flipped through the "newspaper" on the table.

    Since she went to the bookstore the day before yesterday, she discovered that there is such a thing, although it looks more like a booklet with few pages, which is very different from modern newspapers, but The nature of this thing is indeed similar to that of a newspaper, all of which broadcast the major events discovered in the rivers and lakes recently.

    Feng Qing flipped the page, and then suddenly stopped at the first page.

    The story of the behind-the-scenes boss who saved Li Guxing?

    This thing is placed on the first page, which proves that it is definitely heavyweight news. According to modern parlance, this thing is called the cover.

    Feng Qing poured a glass of Coke excitedly in an instant, drinking and watching.

    The ancients used to write in cursive. Feng Qing was actually not very good at classical Chinese literature back then, but fortunately, this kind of tabloid was written very plainly for the sake of sales.

    The first paragraph she opened was the identity of the big man behind the scenes.

    "A person in a demon sect who doesn't know his identity... Didn't he say he didn't know his identity? Why is this a demon sect?"