"Drink?"
Ling Han sat down by the window and ordered a table of delicious food. Ling Han filled a bottle of the best Sangluo wine in the inn. The wine had a charming aroma. He took a small sip and said, "Good wine!"
Zhuge Qiu was holding a book, mumbling something, very focused. When he heard Ling Han calling him, he jumped out of the book, put down the book and said seriously: "How can you and I finish eating such a rich meal? And this is This store should be the most expensive in the city."
"Just eat, do you want a few sips?" What's the point of drinking alone? Ling Han raised a pot of wine to signal to the white-faced scholar.
The white-faced scholar crossed his hands and said, "The exam is coming soon. Don't be careless. I hope Brother Mu will take care of you. I will get drunk with Brother Mu after the first test is over."
"Okay, okay, you can eat your food and save some energy to study hard." Ling Han drank alone, enjoying the delicious food and the small wine.
"The five of us come from the northwest of the Tianfu Empire. We walked for nearly a month before arriving here. We ate and slept in the open on the way. If we hadn't met Brother Mu to help us, we would have been in trouble." The white-faced scholar picked up a cup of tea and said sincerely: "Qiu, Let’s toast Brother Mu with tea instead of wine!”
"Dry!"
Scholars are very particular. Ling Han smiled slightly. When he first came out of the world, he made friends with the people he met and chatted with them. Everyone has a half-life story, and chatting with them is like experiencing it personally, which is very interesting.
"Is there any exam for a martial artist?"
"Yes, just like the literati, after the initial examination, they go to the imperial capital for the final examination. Those who are selected will be hired. Those with strong martial arts skills can also fight on behalf of the empire." Zhuge Qiu said: "Brother Mu is interested in the martial arts examination?"
Ling Han waved his hand and said, "Just ask." He thought to himself that there were still many things to do. What if he was selected and lost his freedom?
Perhaps it was because there were so many people coming to take the exam that the inn was quickly filled with people of all kinds eating in the hall. There are scholars like Zhuge Qiu, and there are also some masters with fluctuations in spiritual power.
"Brother Mu, do you have anything to do when you come to Jincheng?" Zhuge Qiu chatted with Ling Han.
"I just walk around and travel around the world." Ling Han answered casually.
Zhuge Qiu clasped his fists and praised: "There is another heroic swordsman in the world."
Hearing the word swordsman, Ling Han thought of the chivalrous female swordsman he met in Qingyun City, and said goodbye in a hurry without any news. Then he thought of the little fairy he met when he walked out of the Demon Valley, and the location of Lingmu City was nowhere to be found.
Alas, thinking of filling a bottle of wine alone and drinking it, Zhuge Qiu saw the sad look on Ling Han's face. He felt sad and secretly asked, "Why is Brother Mu worried?"
"Oh, it's nothing, I just remembered some people."
That night, Ling Han was lying quietly on the bed. It had been more than two months since he entered the world. He had met many people and many things, and there were joys and troubles.
Xiaobai slipped out. Ever since he ate the demon spirit fruit, Xiaobai had stayed in the ring and fallen asleep. Today, he made a breakthrough. His fur became shinier and he was full of energy.
After "chirping" a few words to Ling Han, he ran out of the window, presumably to come to a new environment and explore for good things.
While he was sleeping, there was intermittent noise coming from outside. Gradually, the noise became louder.
"Beep, bab, bab..."
"Wow ah ah..."
Ling Han sat up and frowned, "What's going on? The superior room is not soundproof?" He listened carefully to what was going on outside.
"The pear blossoms are rustling down and the ground is covered with white. Swallows are returning to their nests in pairs. Where are you..."
The sound is long and thin, and the sharp sound is continuous and ups and downs. The words are broken but the sound is inelegant, as if a man is holding his throat while singing.
Ling Han got out of bed and opened the door to stop this vulgar behavior. I'm afraid most people were woken up when two sonorous and powerful voices sounded.
"Hey, what are you calling for?"
"You disturbed me enough to take a break!"
Looking sideways through the gap in the door, I saw two strong young men, with bare arms and strong muscles, standing tall at the door of the noisy guest room.
"Huh, what's wrong with me singing?" A high-pitched voice came from the room.
The strong man was furious and shouted: "If you scream again, believe it or not, I will twist your arm off!"
"Try it. In Qacheng, it doesn't matter what you say." The man said confidently and disdainfully.
"I……"
"How could there be such a shameless person!" Another strong man said, punching the wooden door.
"I'm sorry, gentlemen, I'll take care of it right away." At this time, the shopkeeper came up and whispered in a low voice: "This is a disciple of the Sky Poison Sect, and he has a great background!"
After comforting the two strong men, they immediately entered the man's room and walked out after a while. After a few polite words, the two strong men reluctantly returned to the room.
The man stopped making noise, and Ling Han was about to go back to sleep. He glanced across the gap in the door opposite and saw a streak of black. He didn't see the person in the room clearly, and the door closed quietly without making a sound.
"Is it the female swordsman?" To avoid the embarrassment of admitting his mistake, wait for a detailed investigation tomorrow.
The night passed quickly, and early the next morning, when he heard the door opening outside, Ling Han quickly went out.
A woman in black clothes, with long hair shawl, who is still a beauty even though she is not a queen, is coming out of the room, looks at Ling Han, and hurries downstairs.
"No." Ling Han sighed.
"Brother Mu, morning!" Zhuge Qiu came up with some food.
"So early?" Ling Han said as he took the food.
"Reading in the morning has the best effect. Don't waste it." Zhuge Qiu responded with a smile and was in good condition.
After the meal, Ling Han asked: "Brother Zhuge, is there anything interesting in Jincheng?"
Zhuge Qiu said: "The Yuling Master and other people in the world like to go to Yuling Tower, but Xingman Garden is also very lively, which is not found in ordinary towns."
"Star Man Garden?" Ling Han asked doubtfully, having never heard of this place.
Zhuge Qiu explained: "The Star Mansion Garden is a place where girls perform. Not only are they beautiful and beautiful, they are one of a hundred, but they also have extraordinary talents. The powerful and powerful people like to watch, and there are many spiritual masters among them. They can only be seen in the five major cities of the Tianfu Empire and the imperial capital. It is worth seeing. "
"Oh, that's it. Do you want to go together?"
"I'd better go after the exam."
Ling Han nodded and left the white-faced scholar to study and prepare for the exam.
Walking into the downtown area again, there was a bustle of people and the sound of hawking. Ling Han liked this feeling very much. After staying in the mountains for a long time, he felt that the secular world was particularly friendly. People still need to contact more people.
Passing by the Xingman Garden, the vermilion door was tightly closed, two lanterns were hung high in front of the door, and the two stone lions were very majestic.
"Don't you open the door during the day?"
Just as they were surprised, several young men in green shirts walked over quickly. They knocked on the door three times, but saw no movement. The leading man waved and the group of people entered the alley next to them.
Ling Han saw purple smoke-like patterns on their chests and became curious: "Why are the disciples of the Sky Poison Sect coming to Xingman Garden so early in the morning?"
So I followed them carefully to the back door of Xingman Garden. The leader kicked it open without any explanation and broke in.
"Qin Susu, come out quickly!"
"Little girl, come out quickly!"
Several people stood in the courtyard and shouted loudly without making any next move. The backyard is deep and dark, with clusters of orchids and crape myrtle blooming in all their beauty. Various domestic birds hang along the corridor of the wing, chirping.
In the distant wing, a lazy female voice said: "Who is making noise here?" and then said: "Susu, someone is looking for you."
"Coming!" followed by a voice.
A middle-aged woman, well-built and pampered, came over holding a flower handkerchief and arranging her clothes.
Followed by was a beautiful lady, eighteen or nineteen years old, with neat waist-length hair, a pear-yellow dress, big crystal eyes, a long and graceful figure, a small waist, a graceful figure, and a graceful figure, moving slowly with lotus steps. .
