Chapter 486: Alone and Widow

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After drinking half a jar of wine on the table, Ye Zhai was half drunk and half awake when he heard the voice of the waiter. The latter did not step into the room, but spoke hurriedly through the door panel, saying that he had just gone to solicit business. In just one stick of incense, Ye Zhai's horse disappeared without a trace, and the reins were clearly tied firmly, but no one saw the horse's whereabouts. There were probably horse thieves who spotted Ye Zhai coming alone and got up. Bad thoughts. The horses were stolen when no one was watching, and Ye Zhai was invited to go downstairs to watch.

"Since there is no trace, there is no need to search for it. It will be a waste of effort." Ye Zhai was not anxious, and raised his glass to the waiter outside the door, as if he did not care at all, "I am afraid that the thieves are more skilled than me." It's much higher. It's better to be a bad horse and risk it alone. Once it's lost, there's no reason to find it again. After all, life is the most important thing. The store owner should be calm and don't be impatient. You can carry the wine money with you and you won't default on the credit."

The waiter frowned slightly, but still spoke loudly, "This is the first time that our guest has come to the capital of Fengyou County. He is afraid that he does not know the laws and regulations in the city. If valuables are stolen, he must report to the government as soon as possible to avoid delaying the investigation. The case is that the horse was stolen from a small shop. Even if you are not short of money and are too lazy to take care of such troublesome matters, you should always think about the small shop; if the government investigates and you know about it but do not report it, then It’s really hard to afford a small inn with a sparse business.”

On the second floor, swords were intertwined, but there was no sound, it was as quiet as night.

Ye Zhai had not been out for a long time, but there were no other guests in the whole inn. Instead, there were several people coming from all directions in the city, some carrying swords and guns, some carrying short bows, and some rough guys with two axes hanging on their backs. The hooded man with nothing on his body, but his sleeves were held up by objects, has now surrounded the entire inn. At this moment, everyone stopped making noises and looked at the waiter outside the door on the second floor.

The power of the caravan in Fengyou County is so great, not to mention that in the capital city, there are spies everywhere, and there are rows of sub-chambers and gangsters. There are thousands of names in the roster alone, and now hundreds of names have been found. , no matter how you think about it, it is not a difficult thing.

Ye Zhai's mood was waning, and he took a few more sips from the jar with one hand. Then he put the half-empty wine jar aside, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly asked, "I dare to ask the store, it is clearly freezing rain at this time, why?" No one came to take shelter from the rain, and there was no movement in the restaurant, which was very lonely."

Most of the people on the second floor frowned and clenched their swords in their palms.

The waiter was not panicked, and his tone was still humble. He chuckled and replied, "The place is quite remote, and business is already bleak. What's more, the sky is really depressing. They probably all go home separately to avoid freezing. Come on, it's not necessarily expensive to ask for a prescription from a doctor, but the price of medicinal materials is always higher than firewood and rice, so ordinary people can't afford it. Besides, we have to stay in an inn to take shelter from the rain. There is such an unwritten rule among the inns in our capital. As a rule, most people who want to take shelter from the rain and wind must not be empty-handed. At the worst, they have to bring a pot of scalded wine. It is probably because many people are unwilling to waste money on drinks, which makes the door cold. "

This statement is true to the letter. Although all the rules in the capital of Fengyou County are all established by convention and there is no conclusive law, after all, when you are in the city, you will inevitably follow the local customs, so they are still in use today, even if Ye Zhai does not often step out of the mountain gate. , I also heard about it.

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and a drunk man walked out slowly. He smelled heavily of alcohol and had a slutty figure. He couldn't help but put his arm around the waiter's shoulders, and started to go downstairs with a sloppy gait. Although Ye Zhai's steps were staggering, he came suddenly. Before the caravan members could surround him, he was taken advantage of him. The blond man locked the waiter's shoulders and neck tightly. Even though he struggled repeatedly, he still found it difficult to escape. The man was asked to hold a folder with one arm and stagger downstairs.

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The man looked very drunk, with the sword hanging on his waist but not unsheathed, just holding it in his hand. He held the waiter's neck with his other arm, smiled gently, raised his eyebrows and looked around, "The store is so dishonest, this building is obviously full of people." Guests, how come business is bleak? It is not the way to do business to deliberately hide your edge."

The men with swords on the second floor slowly gathered around, following each step, but no one came close. The only problem was that Ye Zhai had no dignity at all, and he grabbed the waiter's neck forcefully. As for the current situation, downstairs Everyone had no choice but to make way for him, gripping the weapons in their hands, and letting the drunken man pass until he was surrounded in the middle of the street.

Bingyu still showed his weakness and knocked on Ye Zhai's single clothes, but the latter was unaware and continued talking to the waiter, his expression as calm as usual.

Someone outside the circle had raised a short bow and was about to shoot an arrow, but was stopped by the people around him. He looked angrily in the direction of the man, only to find that the man with gorgeous hair was very particular about his posture. He always used his waiter to shield himself from the rain of arrows. No hidden weapons can get close. At this moment, I put my arms around the latter's shoulders and kept talking drunkenly.

"Do you know, shopkeeper, what is my favorite thing in my life?" Ye Zhai's words were unclear and his steps were chaotic, but his movements happened to be the same as those of the people outside the circle carrying bows. He still smiled while stumbling, "It's Tianhe Zha. Vent, the blue sky is far away and the sea currents, the stronger the rain, the clearer my mind becomes. There is no fixed way to draw out the sword and put it away. If you can cut through the wind and rain, you will cut off. If you can't cut through the wind and rain, you will cut off the long wind. After all, there is something to cut off, and I will be happy. Much Cutting off an object makes you feel happy, and the same goes for cutting off a human head. He obviously doesn't like disputes, but seeing Gungun's head fall to the ground, many people are actually happy even if they don't say it openly."

The sound of ice particles knocking on the bamboo hat is endless.

There was a shopkeeper at the back of the crowd who was yelling and yelling. He vaguely heard that he was an ordinary gangster. In exchange for the life of the leader of the Baihu Sect, it was a sure-profit deal. How could it be done with his hands tied? Why not shoot him through his hands and feet and take him to the head office? The helm receives the reward.

Several people could no longer stand the wealthy shopkeeper, jumping up and down and cursing, and drew their short bows to their full length without firing.

The waiter's expression became more and more depressed, and his steps were already a little soft. He did not want to talk to Ye Zhai anymore. He closed his eyes slightly and waited for the arrows to come from all directions.

The waiter is just the smallest member of the caravan. He urinates and plays around in the streets. It is easiest to learn two moves of fist and palm, but he still can't calm down. It is even more difficult to seek advice from others, and he resorts to tricks. , If you teach others in vain, you will be able to eat a bowl of rice securely, so you have nothing to do. Until now, you are more than established, and you are still extremely poor, not to mention asking for a marriage. Fortunately, he has very smart ears and eyes, and he has some tricks up his sleeve. By chance, he found the opportunity to step into the caravan, and became a famous inn waiter to inquire about all matters.

The waiter himself knew it well. Although he was lucky enough to join the caravan, if you compare him with the leader of the Baihu Sect, he is naturally as light as a feather. This time, if he can get rid of the worries of the caravan in front of him, there is no way. Talking about dragging a waiter to his death, even if dragging hundreds of ordinary gangsters can take the life of this sect leader, his own hall master will definitely not show any mercy.

Ye Zhai looked at the waiter's expression and grinned for no reason.

In the end, loyalty in the world seems to be inferior to getting promoted and making a fortune, collecting merit and profit, releasing an arrow with one arrow, exchanging the lives of brothers for rich clothes and delicacies, and doing a wonderful business without capital.

So in front of everyone, the white-haired man laughed loudly with the waiter, "I'm here to ask the store owner if he has ever seen rain that can kill people."

“A poor and down-and-out family, with cold rain pouring down on their heads, no money to treat illnesses, and only a few walls, what can they do? A million-strong military camp is crowded with soldiers, and when a torrential downpour causes a torrent, they will collapse like ants, not to mention that there are only a hundred people in front of them? "

Before he could even finish his words, arrows and feathers suddenly came from all directions.

The swordsman did not draw his sword, but the icy rain poured straight down from the sky. He was suspended in the air for a moment, all displayed around him. The flying feather sleeve arrows rarely came close, and they scattered and withered. The only sound in the field was the trembling of the arrow tips.

The rain falls again and again, the flowers fly and leaves are picked, and half of the heads are cut off.

When the sword was not close, no one in the field was standing up, they all fell to the ground, and their whole bodies seemed to have been passed by thousands of sword blades.

It is true that the swordsman has never drawn his sword, but who dares to say that the falling ice in the sky does not resemble the sword's light.

"Have you seen this clearly? I told you earlier that even rain can kill people. It's a pity that these people in the world don't want to believe it. If we retreat quickly, we won't be so miserable." Ye Zhai still had that frivolous look on his face. Smiling and faltering, he suddenly saw that the wealthy shopkeeper was not dead, but was bleeding profusely in his chest and abdomen. Seeing that there was no cure, he suddenly smiled.

"It's human nature for the Lord to take your subordinate's life and take the next step forward. What's more, the two sects already have a very deep friendship. It can not only eliminate the enemy, but also gain the position of helmsman. Killing two birds with one stone is indeed a challenge." Don't make a mistake." The next sword flashed, and there were sword marks in the throat of the wealthy hall master, but there was not much blood. He fell down and died immediately.

"It's the same logic. If someone sets up a formation to attack and kill, you have to be sure to take action. It's too difficult to be killed by the neck. Even if the saint is reincarnated, I'm afraid he will have to take out the bamboo slips from his waist and fight with the opponent."

The waiter was so shocked that his whole body was shaking and his teeth were chattering. Having been in the world for more than ten years, I have seen many scenes of blood splattering and knives cutting off limbs. Normally, it shouldn't be so terrifying, but taking someone's life with rainwater is the first time I've seen it, so even though I'm talking about it, Trembling, still unable to speak a word.

Probably, the masters who went to Tiantai Mountain a while ago were defeated by such immortal methods, and this is considered to be the leader of the Ye Sect.

"Let the shop go and leave. I had a good time drinking today. Let's go and say hello to the leader of the gang. The two gangs are fighting. Ye Zhai is the only one to carry it. You can choose Huang Daoji and Sunrise County to fight one or two. No matter life or death, don't We should send ordinary helpers to come to usher him to death, and he will have done nothing but sinful deeds of killing and killing, and will lose his lifespan."

The white-haired man staggered away, bypassing the blood-soaked corpse, and was about to leave early in the morning. Then he remembered something, turned around and walked into the inn again, picked up the strong drink from the altar, put the money for the drink on the table, and left slowly .

There was no one on the street, and the caravan didn't have the guts to kill people in the street, so they drove away the people around them and walked straight three streets away before seeing a pedestrian in a hurry, holding his hat and raincoat against the scattered ice particles. Look. Qing Ye Zhai dressed up with a sword and a wine jar in his arms, and left quickly with contempt on his face.

Drunk, Ye Zhai did not use his inner energy to withstand the feeling of the world turning upside down, so he found a corner to sit down, his eyes blurred.

Killing someone will shorten one's life span, but if all one's life span can be shortened, it will be a good thing for oneself.

The task of entrusting Chai Jiuqing has been accomplished. Since this is the case, there is no reason to refuse and put yourself at the forefront of the storm. The same is true for three-foot waves and hundred-foot waves. The higher the better.

How can I cherish myself when I am alone and widowed?