The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 screen under the mountain.

　　Three white horses walked side by side, and a woman sat on each horse's back. These three women have their own beauty and are chatting and laughing with each other. This situation and situation, if it weren't for a gray-clothed boy who followed them three miles behind them, it would be considered a beautiful scene.

　　 The gray-clothed boy only walks, but he seems to be able to easily follow the horse riding girl behind him. This person is naturally Liang Yan.

　　 "'Intoxicating Fragrance' is the secret of their sect. I have limited time and can't find it elsewhere. If they insist on not giving it, they can only use some means." Liang Yan secretly said in his heart.

　　 "It's just that I just left Pingfeng Mountain just now, maybe I will meet other monks who leave. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to do my hands here, so let's take another journey."

　　While he was still thinking in secret, he suddenly moved his ears, and he seemed to sense something. He immediately turned and jumped behind a big tree, and at the same time secretly urged the heavenly bead to cover up his aura.

　　 Not long after he hid his figure, five or six people appeared easily behind the road, all in blue, most of them were in the third level of Qi training.

　　 These people seem to be well-trained and don't talk much with each other. They just rushed on their own way. During the period, they deliberately controlled their speed. They actually rushed to Nangong Xiaomei's three daughters, just like Liang Yan.

Liang Yan walked out from behind the tree after they had gone far, and secretly said, "Is there anyone else who wants to attack these three women besides me? Look at the clothes of those people, it seems that they are the same as the one I met in the restaurant that day. The three men in blue are the same, are they in the same group?"

　　 There are many questions in his mind, but he also knows that this is not the time to delve into it. Since these people were also following Nangong Xiaomei's three daughters, he simply slowed down, hung far behind the man in blue, and made up his mind to be the oriole.

　　 These three groups of people had their own thoughts and walked on the official road for most of the day, until an inn appeared in the distance.

　　 It was almost dusk at this time, and the three women, Pine, Bamboo, and Plum, got off their horses and led them into the inn, apparently intending to spend the night here. As for the men in blue, they didn't even mean to enter the shop. Instead, they were scattered, standing far away in one direction, faintly enclosing the inn in the middle.

　　 "This group of people only have the cultivation base of the third level of Qi. At this moment, they secretly surrounded the inn, obviously to look at the target and wait for reinforcement. But I don't know the cultivation base of the people behind them."

　　 This matter has become more complicated and confusing, adding a few variables to Liang Yan's contention for "intoxicating fragrance". He secretly thought about whether to do it in advance, but then he rejected it.

　　 "Let’s watch the changes first."

　　 Thinking of this, Liang Yan took out a new set of Confucian robes from his storage bag, and replaced his sackcloth and straw hat and sandals one after another. After a change, he became a handsome young man.

　　 saw his folding fan sway lightly, his face full of bland expressions, just under the eyes of the blue-clothed man, he swaggered into the inn.

　　The shopkeeper of the inn was a short, middle-aged man. Seeing Liang Yan entering the shop, his face was full of smiles and said:

　　 "Guest officer, do you stay at the top or stay in the shop?"

　　 Liang Yan coughed, leaned in front of the shopkeeper, and asked in a low voice: "The shopkeeper, three women came to the store just now. I don't know which room they live in."

　　 After hearing this, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he actually showed a wretched expression of "I understand", and at the same time quietly handed out a thumb to Liang Yan:

　　 "The son is really an expert, although he is a fair lady, and a gentleman is so charming. But like the son who is so persistent, he has chased this barren mountain alone. I have seen it for the first time."

　　 Liang Yan was taken aback by his words, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "The shopkeeper has thought about it a lot, I'm just..."

　　 He wanted to make up some more stories, but was pressed by the short and fat shopkeeper, and this person showed an expression of "I know everything, no need to say more", hehe smiled:

"Everyone is a man, don't look at my appearance now, I think I was too young and frivolous back then. Those two women are indeed national beauty, the son is of good taste, and they are indeed in my generation." He patted Liang. Yan shoulders, a very pleased elder look.

　　 Liang Yan's face turned dark, and he thought that this person was so messy and brutal, and it would be a waste of time to pester him again. He coughed and admitted it generously.

　　 "Since they have been seen through by the shopkeeper, can it be convenient?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "This is natural, they live in Tianzi No. 3 room, I will give you the key to Tianzi No. 2 room. But we are all in the same way, and business belongs to business. This evening, thirty cents of copper coins, but You can't be less than one child."

　　 Liang Yan nodded, took out thirty coins of copper coins from his arms, asked him for the key again, and went to his room alone. When passing by Tianzi No. 3 room, he secretly "mixed up" and confirmed that all three of them were in the room, then opened the door of his room and walked in alone.

　　 nothing happened in the first half of the night,

　　 But Liang Yan expects that those blue-robed monks will not just come to eat the northwest wind outside the inn, they must take action tonight. So quietly meditating on the bed in my room cross-legged, just waiting for the situation to change.

　　 Sure enough, when it was the third clock, I suddenly heard a melodious flute sound outside the inn.

　　 The sound of the flute was a low chant at first, but in the middle of the song, it gradually became more enthusiastic. In the end, it was enthusiastic. If you are heard by an ordinary secular woman, you will be afraid of blushing and heartbeat, and you can't help it.

　　 When the song ended, I only heard the voice of a man from outside saying: "The phoenix, the phoenix, come back to their hometown, travel all over the world to seek the phoenix. There is no such thing as a phoenix. There is no such thing as time, so how come you will rise to the temple!"

　　 This human voice is like jade, and it is pleasant to the ear. What I read is the famous "Feng Qiuhuang" in the world, and the meaning of the words is already well known.

　　 But embarrassingly, no matter whether he played the flute or chanted poems, no one made a sound in the inn, and no one responded.

　　 After a while, I just listened to the person outside again: "Why the Nangong fairy refuses to be thousands of miles away? Fan did not hesitate to come to meet the fairy. Why don't you give me a good meal?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the window next to Liang Yan was opened with a "creak". First, two pigtails protruded from the window, and then a small pink face came out, now looking angrily. People from outside.

　　 "Bah baah baah! I said you are ashamed and not ashamed. My sister Xiaomei will not look at you as a hypocrite. She wants to follow her face like a mangy dog!"

The people outside seemed to be suffocated by what he said, and his tone was obviously a little angry and said: "Hmph, little girl knows, I won't talk to you, ask your senior sister to come down and see me!" The words were quite annoyed, and then No longer the gentleness before.

　　 I only heard a light sigh from the inn, and then a red shadow floated out and gently fell outside the courtyard of the inn, and then two figures followed closely. It was the three daughters of pine, bamboo and plum.

　　 Just listen to Nangong Xiaomei sighed faintly: "Fan Gongzi is the dragon among people, with profound cultivation and handsome appearance. There are countless female cultivators who want to double cultivation with him, so why bother with Xiaomei..."

　　 After listening to Liang Yan in the inn, UU read www.uukanshu.com and said, "It seems there is a good show to watch!".

　　 It’s just that he has a special place here. Although the guest room is next to the three women, everyone is outside the courtyard at the moment. Instead, he is blocked by a wall and cannot see the outside.

　　 So hurriedly ran out of his guest room and trot all the way downstairs. At this time, he listened to the man outside:

"Fairy Nangong is wrong. Your surname is Nangong, Xiaomei. And there is the word "Xunmei" in my name, "Xunmei Xunmei, isn't it the Miss Xunmei? Haha, the so-called couple is born in nature, it is just right." A song of phoenix seeking phoenix!"

　　 "Xunmei? Could it be him?" Liang Yan had arrived on the first floor at this time, and he couldn't help but speculate when he heard the conversation from outsiders.

　　 He turned his head and looked, and saw a short and squat figure standing in front of a window of the inn. At this moment, pouting his **** and looking out, it was the shopkeeper of the inn!

　　 Liang Yan was amused, and he walked over and took a look. As expected, he could see the situation of everyone outside.

"Huh? Brother, are you here too?" The shopkeeper turned around to see him, winking at him and said: "There is a good show, this girl's concubine has come to the door, I can't think that your competition is quite fierce, little brother. Just looking at the flute and poems in the middle of the night, it is definitely an expert of my generation! But fortunately, my deserted village shop usually has no customers, otherwise I won’t fall out!"

　　 Liang Yan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and followed his appearance, leaning to the window and looking out.

　　 I saw two groups of people standing outside, one of which was naturally pine, bamboo, and plum. The other group consisted of six cultivators in blue, plus an old man and a young man in white.

　　 The white-clothed young man was born handsome, with a gentle and polite smile, holding a folding fan, and looked like a bachelor who was full of poetry and books.

　　 "It really is him! Tan Shanzong's Fan Xunmei." Liang Yan secretly said.