"Gentlemen, please come this way." Shopkeeper Shen stepped out of the way as an invitation.
Yankong led all the disciples to sit down at the table against the wall with their heads held high.
"Masters, what do you want to eat?" Shopkeeper Shen greeted.
Yankong took out an ingot of gold from his arms and said in the still slightly stiff Chinese dialect, "Just bring the good wine and food."
Shopkeeper Shen heard this and accepted the gold. After being slightly surprised, he already knew in his heart that although these people dressed up in Central Plains clothes, spoke with accents and used gold, they were definitely not from the Central Plains.
The businessman was not tired of the guests, and in a flash his face was full of smiles, "Okay, gentlemen, please wait a moment, and the mountain of good wine and food will be here."
When Yankong saw the shopkeeper turning around to leave, he hurriedly shouted: "Shopkeeper, wait a moment, I heard that there are people from the Western Regions Sect living in your shop, is it true?"
Hearing this, Shopkeeper Shen nodded and pointed upstairs, "To be honest with you guys, the second floor of the shop is taken care of by Mr. Lu Jiao. If you guys stay in the shop today, it's really a big deal." Please look elsewhere."
Yankong smiled and replied: "It's good to be here, don't worry, we don't stay in the hotel, we don't stay in the hotel."
After Yankong finished speaking, he took out three ingots of gold from his arms and handed them over. Shopkeeper Shen shook his head and waved his hands, not daring to take them.
Shopkeeper Shen replied respectfully: "Uncle, what do you mean? I will prepare the best wine and food in this shop for you. The ingot of gold you just gave me is more than enough. I still have to ask you for some money!"
Yankong said sternly: "Just take it if I tell you to. This is to compensate you. If you break something later, this gold is enough for you to replace the items on this floor."
When Shopkeeper Shen heard this, he frowned and said anxiously: "Masters, are you here to make trouble? This is not good!"
A man next to Yankong thrust his bent knife across the table and glared at Shopkeeper Shen.
This man is a disciple of the Yankong sect, called Pingkang. He lives a dull life and cannot learn the Central Plains dialect, but he can understand it. He has a vicious appearance, a square face and a sunken face, and a long scar on his right eye.
He understood what the shopkeeper said, but he wanted to scold him but he couldn't speak the Chinese dialect, so he just slapped the table and rolled his eyes.
Seeing his fierce appearance, Shopkeeper Shen was so frightened that he took two steps back and stood still, "This, this, this..."
Yankong frowned and glared at Pingkang, scolding: "Don't be rude." Then he said to the shopkeeper's fist: "Shopkeeper, you don't have to worry, if we break other things, we will accompany you even more. "
Shopkeeper Shen saw that they were all armed with swords, and was frightened by Pingkang, who dared to talk back at this time, so he nodded, turned around and retreated, calling the waiter to pay attention to this and that one with a curved wall. Guests with swords in their waists are always ready to drive away other guests to avoid disaster.
The waiter nodded and stood to one side, checking what was going on here from time to time.
Yankong said to a man next to Pingkang: "Go and ask the guests upstairs to come down for a while."
That man, Zhongyuan, was relatively fluent in speech, and his name was Pingcheng. He was Pingkang's younger brother, and he practiced Taoism and martial arts under the Yankong sect.
Heisei nodded and stood up, striding towards the stairs not far away from the corner.
"Sir, there are no visitors on the second floor, please stop!" The waiter who was guarding the stairs hurriedly stopped Heisei.
Heisei pulled out the scimitar from his waist and said, "Get out of the way!"
Not far away, shopkeeper Shen hurriedly called to the waiter guarding the building, "Zhang Liu, get out of the way for that man. You go to the kitchen and help me."
When the waiter heard this, he saw someone drawing a sword and was worried about how to deal with it. When he heard the shopkeeper's summons, he said "Hey" and left in a hurry.
"Friends upstairs, please come down for a while!" Heisei took a step forward and walked slowly up the wooden stairs.
Ruan Qingchou, Abbot Qingyi and others upstairs were bored in the room guarding the boxes of gold. After waiting for so many days, Ji Ruge didn't wait. The group spent a lot of money to stay in the inn.
Although the few boxes here are only filled with gold on the surface, the gold adds up to a lot. It is the money jointly collected by several sects living in Huatan Temple. It is about 5,000 taels, which is worth a lot of money. Tens of thousands of taels of silver.
The fake gold beads were placed among several large boxes. Ruan Qingchou expected that Ji Ruge would come and steal the beads, because the beads seemed very valuable and easy to steal.
Ge Ming, Qing Yi, Xu Dingshan, Lu Wei and others took turns guarding these large boxes. They were not allowed to go downstairs during the break. After all, they secretly came to the Yuelai Inn in the middle of the night to guard them.
In the consciousness of most people in Huatan Temple, the heads of several sects are still in the temple, on the top of Xiyun Ancient Pagoda, still working together to practice a formation in order to deal with Ji Ruge.
In Huatan Temple, only Li Kun, Kongxing and a few prestigious elders in the temple knew the truth of the matter. Others thought that the masters were practicing behind closed doors in the attic of Xiyun Ancient Pagoda.
Several people in the temple were tight-lipped. Even his daughter Xu Jing knew nothing about the fact that Xu Dingshan and several leaders quietly came to Yuelai Inn to ambush them.
In Li Zong, Li Kun was the only one who knew the truth. It happened that that day he was discussing the matter with Kongming, the elder of the Sutra Pavilion, and was overheard by Li Luo, who sneaked into the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion.
I heard someone coming upstairs.
Ruan Qingchou and others hurriedly covered their faces, pretended to be barbarians, and sent the man pretending to be Yankong out to see who was shouting?
The person pretending to be Yankong was Lu Fang, the elder of the Luoyue Sect. Like Ge Ming's Mingyi Sword Sect, the Luoyue Sect was a sect that was only founded a few years ago.
Mingyi Sword Sect Ge Ming is in charge alone, but Luoyue Sect is different. Lu Wei and Lu Fang are jointly in charge. Lu Wei is the leader. In fact, many things are handled by the two brothers.
Ruan Qingchou was pretending to be the deputy director of the Lu Jiao at this time, while Lu Fang was pretending to be Yankong, the second disciple of the head of the Lu Jiao.
Ruan Qingchou has not had much contact with the Lu Sect. He has only heard that the Lu Sect is called the Beiyu Taoist Sect in Hu, and its leader Qiu Linpu is also known as the Beiguang Taoist King. It is said that there are three disciples under his sect, and the second disciple Yankong is because of his righteousness. Outspoken, whether in the Central Plains, Xia, or Xiongnu, he has made many friends in the world and has a wide reputation.
When they were discussing in Huatan Temple, they took the name of Yankong as the main one.
As for Ruan Qingchou's position as deputy director of Lu Jiao, it was entirely because Wang Heng came to ask for money that day. In desperation, he made nonsense in order to send this troublemaker away.
He had no idea whether Jiao Lu had any deputy director position.
The fake 'Yankong' Lu Fang and others stepped to the stairs on the second floor and looked at Heisei who was coming up, "Who are you? What's the matter?"
Heicheng put away the long knife in his hand, cupped his fists and said, "Excuse me, is the person living upstairs a master from the Lu Sect?"
Lu Fang pulled the black cloth that covered his face and said seriously: "It's from the Lu Jiao. I'm from the Lu Jiao Yankong. I wonder why you came here to see me?"
After hearing this, Heisei sneered a few times. This person actually pretended to be his master, so he clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Our Highness would like to invite you to come down for a drink and talk about some things."
