When he was done drinking, Lin Xiaolu lay comfortably on a chair covered with animal skins, and slowly and swayingly told Ah Yi about the time when he was killing Japanese people. He had told these stories many times, but he was still very excited. I like to talk about it, but I don’t know why.
Beside the crackling fire, Shangguan Pomegranate finished eating the sweet and sour oranges, and pressed Lin Xiaolu's legs for a while, then asked him to put his legs down, and then put himself up and asked him to press his legs. Lin Xiaolu He had no objection. While pressing Shangguan Pomegranate's slender calf, he discussed with Ah Yi how to take care of the sow after giving birth in winter.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the inn seemed particularly warm and leisurely, but just as the three of them were eating fruit and bragging, the sound of chattering voices suddenly came from outside the inn.
"Sir, the shopkeeper here said that all the saffron was bought by a young blind boy, so should we go somewhere else?"
"Um... let's go in two days. It's too cold today to be on the road. Besides, I'm still suffering from altitude sickness."
Outside the inn door, an old man wearing homemade glasses and a maid girl wearing an ordinary cotton winter coat walked in. The girl in the inn immediately stepped forward to greet the guest when she saw the guest, but the old man took the first step to cast his gaze to the person behind him. On his own Lin Xiaolu.
The moment he saw Lin Xiaolu's back, the old man's pupils shrank and he was startled. Then he quickly patted the pocket of his coat. The contents in the pocket suddenly lit up slightly. The next second, the old man's appearance changed very slightly. The whole person is no longer the same as before.
Damn, I almost got discovered by this little brat.
The maid next to her did not show any surprise when her appearance changed, as if she was used to it. Moreover, the maid also spotted Lin Xiaolu beside the stove.
"Master, do we still want to go in?"
"Uh... come in." The old man hesitated for a moment, then took off his glasses and walked into the inn on crutches.
He hasn't seen Lin Xiaolu for many years. Although he has always paid attention to it through that thing, he has never seen it up close. Now that he occasionally takes a look, it should not be a big problem.
Hmm... I haven't seen him for hundreds of years, but this little brat still likes to brag. It's all because of his good education back then.
The stove was shared, so the old man and the accompanying maid were naturally arranged by the store girl to stay with Lin Xiaolu, because the old man looked older, and the cute store girl even thoughtfully prepared a blanket for him to prevent him from getting cold. .
There were two more guests beside the stove, and Lin Xiaolu and the others didn't say anything. Shangguan Pomegranate, who was eating an orange, glanced at the old man and the maid and stopped looking at them. Ah Yi also glanced at them casually.
These two are mortals, not immortal cultivators.
Compared to the two of them, Lin Xiaolu, who was still squeezing Shangguan Shiliu's leg, was more interested. He first looked at the old man, then looked at the little maid who was silently peeling peanuts for the old man, and then asked curiously :
"Old man, do you look like you are from the Central Plains?"
The old man said "hmm" and said with a calm smile: "I came to Kunlun Mountains to visit, and I wanted to buy some medicinal materials that are special to the Kunlun Mountains."
"Oh, what's your name?"
"Zhang..." The old man paused mid-sentence. Thinking that Lin Xiaolu didn't know his full name, he said with relief:
"Zhang Dalong."
After saying the name, he introduced his maid to Lin Xiaolu with a smile:
"This is the old maid, Xiaohua."
"My name is Lin Xiaolu." Lin Xiaolu introduced himself enthusiastically, then suddenly his face straightened and he narrowed his eyes at the old man.
"Old man, do you know who I am?"
Seeing Lin Xiaolu's sudden change of expression, the old man's heart suddenly "thumped", and he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe for a moment.
Did this kid recognize himself? No way, with his IQ?
Under the crackling stove bonfire, Lin Xiaolu, who was sitting on a chair, leaned forward slightly, stared at the old man, and said slowly and mysteriously:
"Old man, I'm not afraid to tell you that I am actually a very awesome person."
As soon as these words came out, Shangguan Pomegranate, who was quietly eating oranges at the side, immediately laughed. Ah Yi also laughed "haha", but the old man nodded naturally after being stunned for two times:
"I know you're awesome."
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When Shangguan Hamigua opened his eyes, the room was quiet and dark.
"Lin Xiaolu?"
After shouting but no one responded, she rubbed her head and sat up on the bed, looked at the dark night outside the window, then got out of bed, put on her embroidered shoes and went out.
In the lobby of the inn, Lin Xiaolu, Shangguan Shiliu, and Ah Yi were sitting around a stove table with the old man, playing a deck of cards.
"Three with two!"
"bomb!"
Shangguan Hamigua, who had just left the guest room, was confused when he saw the strange-looking cards in their hands and the strange words they shouted.
What are they doing?
What does bomb mean?
"Cantaloupe, are you awake?" Lin Xiaolu was the first to hear the noise at the stove table, and turned to face her with a smile:
"Come down quickly, I've just eaten and I want to beat my wife."
"How dare you!" Shangguan Hamigua glared at Lin Xiaolu, then pouted and went downstairs, coming behind him and wondering:
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, we are playing against the rich, it's really fun."
Lin Xiaolu introduced her: "It was Zhang Dalong who taught us a card game that can be played by three or four people."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Hamigua looked at the white-haired Zhang Dalong, and then nodded in confusion.
"Sister, are you feeling better?" In the bright lobby, Shangguan Shiliu asked while playing the cards in his hand.
"Okay, that's almost it." Shangguan Hamigua said, pulling up a chair and sitting down next to Lin Xiaolu, and said with a cold face:
"Some people are really capable. If a Taoist monk is not feeling well, he doesn't even care."
Lin Xiaolu smiled casually after hearing this:
"Care? Okay, then Mr. Lin will reward you tonight and let you kiss my handsome face."
These words immediately made Shangguan Hamiguo's face turn red, and he said "poof" at Lin Xiaolu: "You are so shameless."
At the card table, the old man looked at the Shangguan pomegranate, then at the Shangguan cantaloupe, and then asked with a smile:
"Are these two the wives of Lin Xiaoyou? Lin Xiaoyou is so lucky."
"Hahaha, uncle, it's funny. I haven't even figured out my horoscope yet. Mainly because I'm more versatile." Lin Xiaolu said sillyly while playing cards:
"Uncle, do you know the Three Death Sutras of Forced Gods? That's what I wrote. Now everyone in the Sinan Continent is practicing it, and even many people in other continents are practicing it. It is widely spread. Uncle Zhang, have you ever practiced it? ah?"
"I've practiced a little, not much."
Zhang Dalong nodded with a smile, then threw out four cards and said with a kind smile:
"Bomb, report one."
