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That night.
The north wind blows and the white grass breaks.
Zhao Wujiang and his party arrived in Wangzhou.
Although Wangzhou is south of Kyoto and the temperature is warmer, it is almost late autumn and the night is much colder than the day.
Wangzhou, in the north, was still dozens of miles away from the destination of this trip. Zhao Wujiang decided to stay overnight, rest for the night, and start the journey again tomorrow.
Wangbei Inn.
Three large bay-red horses were led into the stables by the inn's horse servants, and Zhao Wujiang and the other four also entered the inn under the leadership of the welcoming waiter.
Wangbei Inn is located in Wangzhou North, where guests from the north are welcomed.
Recently, the news that the tomb of the sweeping monk in Wangzhou was about to be opened spread all over the world, and people from all walks of life came one after another. Now the Wangbei Inn is overcrowded, and the servants in the inn are already used to seeing people in various costumes.
Zhao Wujiang asked about the remaining rooms at the counter, and the waiter looked apologetic:
"Sir, there are only two guest rooms left..."
"I want them all." Zhao Wujiang said calmly and threw a large silver coin to the waiter:
"Good wine, good food, and good feed for the horses."
Seeing this huge ingot of silver, the waiter's eyes shone brightly. Most of the people who came to and from the world were scraps of silver, and few were those who were generous.
He nodded quickly and bowed: "Dele, please invite me, my guest."
The four of them, Zhao Wujiang, were led by the waiter and walked towards the guest room upstairs in the inn.
...
"Did you see that? The woman in black robe with the bronze mask."
Downstairs, on the wine table, a handsome man in white jade clothes took a sip of wine and looked at Zhao Wujiang and others who were going upstairs.
Beside him, there were seven old men wearing blue robes.
The handsome man had a lustful look in his eyes and took a gentle sniff of the wine:
"That woman is really the best. When I walked past her just now, I could smell the fragrance of virginity on her body."
"Holy Son, how about I take them down?" An old man in green robes suggested respectfully.
They all come from the same sect, the Hehuan Sect, and the handsome man is none other than Lin Tianlang, one of the contemporary saints of the Hehuan Sect.
"Don't be in a hurry. There are many people at Wangbei Inn, and I can see that their steps are a bit dusty. They are probably in a hurry to get here, and it is most likely that they are here for the "Phaseless Prajna Sutra".
Lin Tianlang was dressed in white clothes, shaking his wine glass, and the exquisite figure of Gu Nanyuan who was inadvertently exposed by the black robe when he was walking appeared in his eyes. He smiled lightly:
"They will be on their way tomorrow, and we can intercept and kill them on the road. I must savor that exquisite woman. Although she wears a mask, she must be a beauty, haha..."
"Holy Son, thank you." The old slave complimented, and as if he thought of something, he bowed and said:
"Holy Son, Holy Maiden will set off tomorrow and will come to Wangzhou."
"Her?" Lin Tianlang narrowed his eyes slightly, what is this crazy woman doing here?
Although the beauty of the Hehuan sect's saint was astonishing, and her figure was the best among the best in his eyes, he simply couldn't afford to have too many lustful thoughts.
Hehuan Sect has three saint sons, but only one saint girl, and this saint girl is so powerful that she can overpower countless people of her generation.
He obviously practices the Hehuan Sect's skills, but he doesn't do Hehuan things. Instead, he likes to "immortal dance", first arousing the opponent's evil thoughts, and then drawing his sword to kill him, with the reputation of eliminating harm for the people.
You, a saint from the Hehuan sect, do harm to the people? You are a huge scourge... Lin Tianlang's head trembles when he thinks of this crazy woman.
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The second floor of the inn.
Jia 23 and Jia 19 had serious eyes, one was smiling and the other had a straight face.
When they went upstairs, they felt countless eyes looking at him. This was a common thing in the world, but they felt the murderous eyes on Zhao Wujiang, which had to attract their attention.
A, 2, and 3 did not enter the house, but stood outside Zhao Wujiang's room, looking at the movements in all directions.
Zhao Wujiang and Gu Nanyuan entered the room.
There was a hint of shyness on Gu Nanyuan's face under the bronze mask. As the night went on, a man and a woman were alone in the same room...
But she understood that now people from all walks of life gathered together, not only Wangbei Inn, but also other inns in Wangzhou City were basically overcrowded. It was a blessing to find two free rooms in Wangbei Inn.
She took off her bronze mask, revealing a delicate face that could be broken by a blow, but it was quickly covered by the hanging black hair.
"It's a good rest for you. The serious injury has not healed, and it has been a bumpy day." Zhao Wujiang smiled gently. He mentioned the matter of Wangzhou to Gu Nanyuan. Gu Nanyuan agreed without thinking. He must be missing his grandfather in Wangzhou. .
"Yeah." Gu Nanyuan usually treated others coldly, but when facing Zhao Wujiang, she couldn't restrain herself. She was a little at a loss at this moment. With Zhao Wujiang beside her, how could she undress and undress? Then Zhao Wujiang must have looked at it?
Although Zhao Wujiang had already seen her snow-white softness and two points of bright red.
"What? Are you afraid that I will do something wrong to you?" Zhao Wujiang smiled lightly, and when Gu Nanyuan exclaimed, he grabbed Gu Nanyuan's back and legs, picked him up, and walked to the bed:
"sleep."
