Following the shopkeeper's greeting, a series of footsteps sounded, the soles of boots made a rustling sound on the yellow sand, and a dozen traders with indifferent expressions walked in.
"Go help the guests tie their horses!"
The shopkeeper waved his hand and asked another clerk to run out and help tie the horses. The businessman who came in sat down at three tables.
"Brother, serve tea and then bring your delicious food."
"Wait a moment, sir, we're coming!" the waiter shouted back. There were more than a dozen vendors here, and it was a big business.
Xiaohu ignored the merchants who came in. In his eyes, those who came and went in the desert were either merchants doing business or lone travelers who worked hard like fat merchants.
After taking a sip of wine, the fat businessman whispered to Xiaohu: "These guys only have one carriage, where are the traders doing business?"
"These guys went to the capital to marry the Khan, and they represent the Zhou dynasty..."
With a slight movement of his mouth, the fat businessman told Xiaohu the identity of this group of people and the place they were going to in just a few words.
There was still a smile on his face, making it impossible to see his sadness and joy.
Xiaohu was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly remembered the Northern Qi caravan that had refused to save them last night.
He immediately frowned and asked: "So, you and the caravans that went to the capital of Northern Qi to propose marriage to the Khan are in the same group, come on, come on, you???????????????" Tell me the name of the shopkeeper."
The fat businessman was stunned, holding a glass of wine and looking at Xiaohu, speechless.
After a long while, he frowned and said: "Is it possible, who did you meet? They are the Imperial Guards of the Northern Qi Imperial City. It's none of my business. I just owe someone a favor."
In his opinion, if he didn't owe the Imperial Master a favor, why would he come to this troubled water?
He had made up his mind, no matter whether his trip was successful or not, he would not return to the Imperial City of Northern Qi for the time being and would find a place to hide and live in seclusion.
After ten or eight years, either I will suddenly cross the threshold, or I will endure the death of the Imperial Master.
Once he crosses that threshold, who in the entire Northern Qi would dare to order him?
Just like what Xiaohu said in front of him, if someone wants to cause trouble for him, he will most likely kill him with a sword.
When Xiaohu heard this, he relaxed his frown.
He said quietly: "Those guys are inhumane... A storm rolled up yellow sand all over the sky last night. I don't know if they can survive."
Although he didn't need the help of those guys, he just allowed Xiaohu to see clearly what they were thinking.
If it had not been for me and Shuzi last night, but for someone else, they would have died at the hands of the bandits, and that group of traders would not have come to the rescue.
It's none of his business that the Imperial City of Northern Qi wants to marry the Khan.
Thinking of this, Xiaohu couldn't help lowering his voice and said: "Why, you can't kill them all? Then what is the difference between you and the bandits in the desert?"
In his opinion, no matter whether the poor guy in front of him kills someone or sets a fire, he will not take action.
The two of them just met by chance and were not worthy of his action.
It's like two countries are at war, fighting to the death. Can I just sit back and watch the fight?
After you finish playing, I will go home and have dinner with my sister.
"That's not true." The fat businessman looked at the group of people in front of him.
He said quietly: "My mission is just to cause them some trouble and prevent them from successfully completing their mission."
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Xiaohu laughed when he heard it and replied calmly: "I'm not afraid of killing people, I'm just afraid of trouble."
What the fat businessman hears is that when you can't beat them at most, I'll help you hold them off while you quickly dodge them.
While the two were talking softly, the voices of a group of shopkeepers and waiters who had just come in gradually became louder.
"I heard that the generals of Northern Qi just went to the capital with gifts, and they are already ahead of us."
"What are you afraid of? Didn't you hear what people said? There was a terrible storm last night. Whether those guys can survive is still unknown."
"Anyway, we have to rest here for the night today and set off tomorrow so as not to spend the night in the desert."
"The shopkeeper is right, you are not afraid of encountering bandits in the desert, but you are afraid of encountering terrifying sandstorms."
Quietly, the two of them listened to the purpose of these guys.
Xiaohu finally understood what the fat businessman was trying to do. He owed a favor and was ordered to come to hold back the marriage team sent by Zhou to the capital and create as much trouble as possible for the other party.
In this way, those guys last night can successfully complete their mission.
"Isn't this fair competition?"
Xiaohu got a little angry, looked at the fat businessman and shouted softly: "Do you think I am a deviant? I don't want any of your money, and I will help you collect the corpses for free."
When the fat businessman heard this, he was so angry that he picked up the wine bottle, poured another glass of wine, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.
From Xiaohu's point of view, once the fat businessman in front of him takes action, he has no guarantee of victory, because at least three of the people in the group are on par with him in cultivation.
One against three, how to fight this fight?
And he had no reason to take action at all, and he would not help this poor guy.
At most, it seems that after chatting for a while, he can help this guy use his magical skills at most, so that these guys can move a little slower, so that this guy can Escape calmly.
Thinking of this, Xiaohu couldn't help but smile lightly: "Aren't you afraid?"
The fat businessman became angry, poured another glass of wine and drank it all.
Then he stood up, clapped his hands and said, "You should know very well what it means to be involuntarily. If I am still alive next year, I will pay you back another drink."
After saying that, he walked out without looking back. He looked as if he had quarreled with the young man in front of him, and looked like he was about to break up.
Xiaohu couldn't help but smile slightly.
I thought to myself that you are not as stupid as an idiot, you are a smart guy.
Regardless of whether this guy succeeded in the end, he decided to help him, at least so that he could escape from the hands of this guy.
Seeing the fat man walking out angrily, the caravan shopkeepers on the side just regarded him as passers-by.
No one expected that, just a moment later, the waiter's shout could be heard outside: "That fat man, why did you set the fire? Someone come quickly, your carriage has been burned by this guy!"
Swish, swish, swish!
A gust of wind passed in front of Xiaohu, followed by a burst of roars, scoldings, and sounds of fighting outside.
Even Xiaohu didn't expect that this guy would burn the carriage when he saw that he couldn't defeat him.
Is this a poisonous scheme?
If the gifts that these guys brought to the capital to give to the Khan were burned, half of them would be burned, and the marriage would probably end in nothing.
Xiaohu has been traversing the desert for hundreds of years, and he has never seen such a ruthless guy.
In his opinion, what's the difference between this and a woman's mischief? He couldn't even help but laugh.
"Is it possible that the little brother is the same person as that guy?!"
The caravan manager, a man in his thirties, who was sitting still, looked at Xiaohu and shouted sharply: "You are going too far! How can you set a fire?"
Xiaohu looked slightly cold, then shook his head slightly and said, "Open your eyes and look carefully. Does he look like someone from the desert? I'm not familiar with him, okay?"
After a brief pause, Xiaohu continued: "I'm sitting here, and he wants to talk to me, can't he?"
This simple sentence left the big man who was the shopkeeper speechless for a moment.
At the moment, he didn't care whether Xiaohu was a companion of the fat businessman, but followed his men out. He had a heavy responsibility on this trip and could not afford to make any mistakes.
Xiaohu thought for a while and said to the waiter: "Don't touch my things, I'll go watch the excitement."
No matter what the final result is, we can't let the fat man die in the hands of people here. It doesn't matter if he suffers a little, as long as he doesn't die.
But when he walked outside the door and looked at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but his face twitched.
The carriage was still burning, a few frightened horses ran away, and some of the goods in the carriage were probably burned. The fire in front of them had been controlled by the guys.
However, it was obvious that these steps were held back by the fat businessman.
At least Dazhou's caravan had to buy a carriage first and then fly some horses. This was quite disgusting to the other party.
At this time, the fat businessman had several guys surrounding him, and a fierce fight seemed inevitable.
"I just wanted to see what you had in the car."
The fat businessman smiled mockingly, looked at shopkeeper Da Zhou who came over and said, "Who knew, as soon as I came here, this place would be on fire."
Without saying a word, the angry man slowly took out the long sword in his hand and pointed it at the fat businessman who was only three feet in front of him. As soon as the sword came out, it chopped off the sand and dust in the wind.
The fat businessman with a gentle smile also became murderous, as if he was a different person.
The yellow sand under his feet seemed to be stirred up by the energy he had condensed, and suddenly a long amount of yellow sand splashed in front of him and flew towards the guys surrounding him.
Feeling that everyone on his side was shocked by the fat man's actions, the big man as the shopkeeper stared with big eyes.
He yelled: "??????????????? He's only one person, what are you afraid of? Let's go together!"
The man from Dazhou, the Dazhou Forbidden Army with the sword in his hand unsheathed, was inspired by the fierce shout from the shopkeeper (general).
Several guys with long knives in their hands rushed towards the fat businessman with shouts!
"I don't want to fight you all!"
The fat businessman looked at the enemy and shouted loudly. Then he unsheathed his sword with a clang sound, startling a bunch of bored customers who were still in the tea shop.
Upon hearing the sound, gossip-loving guys immediately came out of the tea shop and came to watch the fun.
The fat businessman's long sword was like a dragon rising out of the sea, and the light of the sword was like lightning, slashing at the man who was rushing at the front.
From a distance, Xiaohu locked eyes on several guys who were using swords, as well as the fat businessman who had to take action. In his opinion, Fatty's sword was too ordinary.
The speed of drawing the sword was not fast enough. If he had fought with him, the fat man would be dead at this time.
But what he didn't understand was that this guy was slowly stabbing his sword into his opponent's chest.
But in the end, he changed his stabbing to slapping, and the lightning strike of his sword actually hit his opponent's chest.
Even the force of this shot was not something that the guy who came forward could resist!
There was a pop, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The leader who was rushing forward was knocked away by him, and he was knocked backwards. He immediately knocked the two people behind him to the ground.
Swish! Although one sword stopped three guys, two of them still rushed forward!
Xiaohu once thought that the guy who saw that threshold might decapitate him when he drew his sword, or even cut off the arm holding the sword.
When a bloody wind blows in the desert, no one will care whether there will be another bloody rain.
But this guy's seemingly weak sword knocked his opponent, an adult monk, away. If the force of this sword penetrated the enemy's chest, he would probably be dead.
The guy who was knocked away by his sword felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a hammer in the wind. He couldn't get up from the ground without a mouthful of blood.
For this reason, the man who was knocked to the ground by him had to take out gold medicine to bandage his chest wound.
The two guys who rushed in front of the fat businessman didn't stop at all.
They were all well-trained Imperial Guards, and they would wield their swords in an instant, like two roaring poisonous snakes, trying to kill the enemies in front of them in an instant.
It's too late, but it's soon.
Just when Xiaohu thought this guy was going to suffer a big loss, the guy suddenly knelt down with his legs and his body fell back like a willow catkin.
Then, a sword light flashed in front of the two guys...
