In the evening, the hot wind blew, and the reeds swayed. The clear river water, the fish rushed out of the water and bubbled. They swept their tails and swam to the water grass. The water surface reflected a stone bridge. On the bridge, a scholar with a bookshelf on his back wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, found a place to sit down for a while, took out the dry food and blew the dust on it, and looked through the map in his hand.

"Ningxia Town should be ahead."

The little scholar muttered for a while, after eating half a piece of dry food, he got up and continued to walk to the town not far ahead.

"stop!"

A sudden loud shout scared the scholar, and he quickly stood there. A few footsteps rushed over from behind him. In a blink of an eye, he crossed over from him. Three men, holding weapons, pointed at a one-armed ranger not far away with a scarf.

"See where you are going!" "Don't talk nonsense, kill him and grab the things-"

The scholar was so scared that his face turned pale. He lifted his robe with his trembling hands, raised his cuffs with one hand to cover his face. He didn't dare to look at the scene of fierce fighting. He stepped on his faded blue cloth shoes, ran up and quickly headed towards the town.

"Just enter the town, that's fine."

He said a few words in a low voice, but before he could enter the town, the sound of ding irons was heard continuously. The scholar tightly held the rope on the bookshelf and swept around timidly. The green forest rich man hurried over with swords and spears, or gathered together in groups of three or five, looking at the passing pedestrians, showing off his weapons, and smiling at the corners of his mouth.

Ningxia Town has become more prosperous in recent years. Most merchants from all over the country have rested here to hire a group of guards to go to the city further north. Although the Sui Dynasty has been in great power and the world is peaceful in the past three years, there are always bandits hidden on the hills and often go down the mountain to rob the road, which makes the towns where the green forests gather become mixed, and usually there are many bandits mixed in.

However, it is strange that the nearest mountain near Ningxia Town is rarely visited by people. Even the most famous bandits on the nearby hills dare not go over easily, and they are very taboo.

Especially in the mountains, there is a dilapidated temple. When the word Ruolan is mentioned, people who live in the town usually turn against each other and turn their heads and leave. This has become the most curious place for outsiders.

In a blue inn inn with the words "Immortal Comes" written on the blue banner in the town, the scholar with a bookshelf moved in small steps and came in timidly. He looked at the drunkard full of weapons and laughed loudly. He swallowed his saliva and crossed the threshold. He stopped walking in and called a man holding a tray.

"Hard, this guy."

"Oh, is the guest here to have a meal or stay in a hotel?" The guy lowered the tray, pulled the rag on his shoulder, and invited him in, with a loud voice: "There is a guest..."

Before he could shout out, the scholar waved his hand quickly: "No, I'm here to collect the accounts. Please ask your shopkeeper?"

The guy immediately shut up, glanced at him, turned his head and shouted inward: "Shopkeeper! Someone is here to collect the bill!!"

The scholar stretched his neck and looked at the counter inside. The fat shopkeeper with a fat head and big ears holding a cockscomb hat was holding a pen to make a account. When he heard the shouts of the guy, he raised his eyes and looked at the scholar, and bent down to the bottom of the counter.

"Shopkeeper, my surname is Ning, I'm here..."

Bang!

A thick back chopping knife was chopped at the counter, and the fat shopkeeper picked up his chin: "Cave the accounts?"

Gu~

The scholar swallowed his saliva and his eyes moved. The winery in the hall stopped the cups, reached out to press the weapons at the corner of the table, squinted his eyes, and looked over unkindly.

"I've been disturbed, I've been disturbed!"

The scholar bowed his hand and hurriedly left the inn, turned around and ran away. The bookshelf behind him swayed creakingly, and the booklet fell off. He stopped and looked at the inn again. Seeing that no one was chasing him, he picked it up and flew away.

"Hahaha--"

This scene made the inn laugh and slam the table: "This nerd is still learning from someone to collect the bill!"

"Yes, don't come if you're afraid of death!" "Hmph, just rob him."

"A poor scholar robbed him? He didn't even have to take off his clothes."

"Hey, don't underestimate the scholar. Let the shopkeeper hear it, and you must be blown out."

Someone said this, which suddenly became quiet around him. A table of drinking green forest guests slapped the scabbard, hummed, and turned their heads to look at the person they had just spoken.

"Why, let's talk about scholars, will it still cause trouble?"

The man next to the table shook his clothes, exposed the tattoo on his shoulders, tilted his body slightly, and narrowed his eyes.

"Then try it, can you tell why this inn is called 'Xianrenlai'?"

The shopkeeper who was keeping the accountant over there raised his head, put down his pen, walked out with a smile, and raised his hands at the two tables: "Eat and eat, go out and make money with peace. You have to know how the name of this inn comes from, just ask me, there is no need to get angry, everyone."

The man who shook his clothes and exposed his tattoos snorted, sat back and continued to drink and eat. The Lu Linke at the other table also pressed the knife back and looked back at the shopkeeper.

"Just just now, the guy said don't underestimate the scholar. The shopkeeper will throw me out? What's going on? My escort convoy from other places came over. It's the first time I came to Ningxia Town. I hope the shopkeeper will solve his doubts."

As he said that, he held his knife and clasped his fists, he lost one of the things he almost used to make a knife.

The fat shopkeeper was a businessman. He smiled and returned a gift. He sat down at the table of Green Forest. He knew that these people who licked blood from the knife were the most popular.

"Brother, I don't know that three years ago, a god dressed as a scholar came to our town. He was so handsome, handsome, and had a fairy spirit in every move. You can tell at a glance that he had the power to move mountains and seas. Even holding an old donkey with hair loss, he was also agile and majestic... Behind him was a beautiful girl with hands tied up, and then he settled in my inn."

Speaking of this matter, every time the fat shopkeeper said it without repetition, he was stunned.

Fortunately, the Green Forest reacted quickly, came back to his senses, looked for the doubts, and frowned.

"Can the shopkeeper see it even if he has the magic method?"

"Hey, of course..." The fat shopkeeper slapped the table and said: "...I can't see it."

He got up and walked out of the bench, waved his chubby big hand, and said:

"I don't know anything about the guest official. That god was saint back then. There were monsters in Lanruo Temple in the mountains. The god led an old donkey in. Oh, that wasn't long before, the whole night shone into daylight and thunder, which was so scary. There were still a few men in this town who wanted to rob the god. They ran back halfway and told the whole story. They saw it with their own eyes."

"Where is that person?"

"Man? Of course, he followed the gods and went to play in the world."

"It may be a group of people pretending to be a ghost and coaxing you."

Hearing this, the fat shopkeeper stopped doing it. He turned his body, which had originally walked to the counter, and his tone was much bigger than before. His fingertips hit the green forest guest table.

"How could those people who often ate alcohol with me back then? How could they not know the truth?"

"Then why did you drive the scholar away just now?"

"That's a collection of accounts, not a god, it's a different matter."

The fat shopkeeper waved his hand, took his back and turned around to the door, and looked out: "It's almost dark, why did this coward run to the mountain?"

In the distance, the back of the bookshelves was on his back, and he seemed to ask someone for a way. He left the town in panic and ran towards the north mountain road. While he was confused, a voice suddenly interrupted the shopkeeper's thoughts.

"Shopkeeper, I wonder if there is still a room available?" "Yes, we are waiting for the four of us to stay in the room, not to collect the accounts."

The fat shopkeeper turned his sight. On the side of the eaves outside the door, four scholars of different heights were carrying bookshelfs, smiling and showing their teeth, bowing to him.
Chapter completed!