Chapter 22 Longmen Inn

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The next day, the sun rose into the sky.

There was an uproar in Longmen City, and many Jianghu people were already traveling together, preparing to leave the customs and head to the desert.

News has spread in the world that the day when Dabai Shang's national treasure will be born may be within these two days.

Most of these people in the world are here for this purpose, and of course some are just here to join in the fun, but they don’t want to miss the treasure being born. Even if they don’t get the treasure, they still have to see the world to see if it can only appear once in a lifetime. What does the black sandstorm in the desert look like?

In this vast desert in the northwest, there are foreign countries such as the Yuan, Jin, and Liao to the north, and the Song Dynasty to the west. There are often caravans coming from the desert to trade with the Ming Dynasty, so the customs clearance procedures are not complicated, as long as you can Once you prove your identity, you can cross the border and exit.

Of course, after leaving seclusion, one is responsible for life and death, which has nothing to do with the Ming Dynasty.

However, people in the world of martial arts live a life of licking their own blood. If something happens to them and they need help from the government, they would be embarrassed to say that they are a member of the society.

Now that they dare to join in the fun, how can they be afraid of any danger?

Therefore, not long after dawn, many people in the world were already leaving the customs, heading towards the place where Dabai Shangguo was believed to be born.

Among the groups of people, three figures riding tall horses slowly passed through the wind and sand, and the sound of conversation could be heard faintly:

"Lord Governor, another wave of Jianghu people came last night, and a fight broke out in the city. Many people died. According to the investigation of Jin Yiwei, it was found that most of the deceased had small wounds, but they were obviously killed by sword wounds. The person who took action was probably It’s Blackstone’s gold medal killer ‘Dry Rain’.”

"Well, who are the deceased people?"

"Most of them are members of gangs in the world, and there are also elders and disciples of some sects."

"That's probably because they hired murderers. Don't pay attention to them for now. When the treasure incident is over, we can investigate these matters again."

"yes."



On top of the tall horse, Yu Huatian is dressed as an ordinary person in the world, with a silver sword hanging from his waist and a white dress. He lacks the usual splendor and majesty and has more of a free and elegant air of walking around with a sword.

Following him were Zhao Tong, who was still carrying a double-headed gun, and Ding Xiu, who was dressed as a warrior. The long and slender imperial saber hung beside the horse's back.

For the sake of convenience, Yu Huatian chose to separate from Jin Yiwei.

He took Zhao Tong and Ding Xiu to infiltrate the martial arts people and act behind the scenes; Ma Jinliang and Ji Xueyong took the masters of Xichang and Jinyiwei to wait outside the customs, waiting for dispatch.

Looking at the crowds of people around him, Yu Huatian said calmly: "Have you found any traces of the Sun and Moon God Sect?"

Zhao Tong whispered: "We haven't found anything yet, but according to Jin Yiwei's speculation, the people from the Sun and Moon God Sect may have already left seclusion."

Yuhuatian nodded slightly. Although identification is required to exit the customs, it is not the only way to exit the customs through Longmen Pass according to the formal procedures. For people in the Jianghu, it is not difficult to get out of the customs from other places on the border, and this desert It’s vast and boundless, and it’s easy to hide people.

"Have the people from the Ming Cult shown up yet?"

Zhao Tong shook his head: "We haven't found it yet, but we found that the three secret agents of Tiandixuan from Hulong Villa have also arrived."

Yuhuatian's eyes moved slightly: "Duan Tianya, Guihai Yidao, Shangguan Haitang?"

"right."

Zhao Tong nodded.

Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes slightly, then shook his head and said: "They should be sent by Tiedan Shenhou. The emperor has told us that the people from Hulong Villa will help us seize the treasure. But since they don't want to join forces with us, then Just don’t pay attention to them, they will take action at the critical moment, otherwise they won’t be able to do their jobs back.”

"yes."

Amidst the lively chatter, the crowd gradually went deeper into the desert.

When he reached a slightly raised sand dune, Yuhuatian slowed down and looked at the yellow sand in the distance. Under the sunlight, it reflected a light golden color.

"The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river!" Yuhuatian couldn't help sighing.

Zhao Tong said respectfully: "The governor is very talented in literature."

Yu Huatian glanced at him, smiled faintly, and said nothing.

At this moment, someone in the distance suddenly exclaimed: "We're here, the place ahead should be where the treasures of Dabai Shangguo are buried!"

The crowd suddenly became agitated.

Yuhuatian also turned around and saw some dilapidated buildings in the desert. The most conspicuous ones were the two stone tablets erected diagonally on both sides of the road.

The stone tablet is about two people high. Because it has been weathered, the writing on it can no longer be seen. Only the four characters "Dragon Gate" and "Feijia" can be vaguely seen.

Zhao Tong whispered: "According to rumors, what was originally written on this stone tablet was 'Laijia Feixinglong, Sand Sea Presents the Divine Gate'. The Feixinglong refers to the black sandstorm in the desert, and the Divine Gate refers to the treasure of Dabai Shangguo. It is said that someone also speculated on the emergence of the treasure of Dabai Shangguo based on these two poems, but it was suddenly spread later for unknown reasons."

Yuhuatian nodded and asked, "Where are the people who came out of seclusion gathered before?"

Zhao Tong replied: "Ten miles away from here, there is a 'Dragon Gate Inn'. It is said to be run by a few Jianghu people. The desert is constantly changing. Sometimes some passing caravans cannot return to the customs and will choose to rest at the Dragon Gate Inn. However, according to our people’s inquiries, this Longmen Inn is probably a black shop, and businessmen who pass by often disappear in the Longmen Inn.”

"The Jianghu people who came out of seclusion before should be resting at the Longmen Inn now, waiting for the black sandstorm to come."

“Dragon Gate Inn…”

Yu Huatian looked startled, and he couldn't help but think of some plots about Longmen Inn in the original book. He vaguely seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

After pondering for a moment, he looked up at the road between the two stone monuments in front of him and said, "Go to Longmen Inn."

"yes."



There is a cloud in the northwest sky.

Under the sunlight, the clouds seemed to be dyed with a faint golden halo.

Under the clouds is the endless yellow sand desert.

And in the middle of this yellow sand desert, there is a lonely building. Perhaps it has been in disrepair for a long time, or the owner of the building has never thought of renovating it. This building is in dilapidated condition, even the two-story building in the center. The plaque hanging at the door of the small building was corroded by the wind and started to rot. It hung crookedly at the door, swaying gently with the sound of the wind, making a "click" sound, for fear that it would fall down accidentally.

It was noon and the sun was hot, but the inn was surrounded by people dressed in different styles. Some were sitting together, drinking heavily and talking loudly; some were shirtless and competing in martial arts in the sun, while others were watching. From time to time, cheers came from the crowd.

The inn was also very lively. Through the door, the sound of clinking cups and cups could be heard inside, and sometimes heroic and excited shouts could be heard:

"There are so many left, how about raising fish?"

"Come and drink! Finished..."

"Big, big...fuck-"



A dilapidated Longmen Inn, but because of a rumor that is not yet true or false, so many people in the world have gathered together.

Perhaps even the owner of Longmen Inn has never thought that one day this place would be so lively.

Looking at this lively and prosperous scene at this time, people can't help but sigh: This is the Jianghu!

"Tap-ta-"

At this moment, a crisp sound of horse hoofbeats came from the distance. The people around the inn looked back at Xun Sheng, then withdrew their gaze and continued what they were doing.

People from all walks of life often come here these days. Unless there is someone particularly famous, there is nothing surprising.

The Jianghu people who came over looked at the scene in front of them and were also shocked. Although they knew that there were many people coming, they did not expect that there would be so many people.

However, looking at the crowd gathered outside, many places around the inn were covered with hay under the eaves. It was obvious that these people were spending the night outside.

Seeing this situation, the Jianghu people who came from behind did not enter the inn immediately. Instead, they walked towards the crowd outside the inn, preparing to find out the situation of the Longmen Inn first.

But not everyone is like that.

In full view of everyone, three figures riding tall horses stopped directly at the door of the inn, then tied the horses in the stable at the door of the inn, and walked towards the door of the inn, obviously preparing to enter the inn directly.

The crowd was suddenly stunned, and then many people from the Jianghu community who were originally gathered outside could not help but reveal a trace of ridicule in their eyes:

"These days, there are so many people who are not afraid of death!"

"I don't know how such a stupid young man is still alive today?"

"Huh? These three people look a bit familiar. They seem to be the ones who killed Tian Boguang and Huashan Disciple Linghu Chong before?"

"They are dressed in white and holding swords. They are handsome, and there are two guards beside them, a gunman and a swordsman. It should be them!"

"It's true... but so what? Don't even look at the people living inside. Young people are really not afraid of death."

"If I remember correctly, people from the Huashan Sect seem to be in there too... Hehe, there's something exciting to watch now!"



The crowd whispered, and many people had gloating smiles on their faces, as if they had anticipated what would happen next.

Because this is not the first time.

In the past few days, as more and more people came out of customs, the only place in this area was the Longmen Inn, so all the people from the world who came for the treasure gathered here.

Even though the owner of the Longmen Inn has set the price to a sky-high price of two silver dollars a night, many people who are not short of money still choose to stay. However, the Longmen Inn only has such a small place and the rooms are limited. It is impossible for everyone to have a room.

In this case, strength is naturally the priority.

Whoever is strong can live in it. In the past few days, there are many people who were originally living in the house but were driven outside by the strong ones.

By now, the guests who are eligible to stay in the inn have basically been finalized. They are basically all major martial arts sects or prominent figures in the world.

Whoever dares to go in and fight for a room will definitely offend one of them. Unless he is a fool who can do such a thing, would he really think that they are all crazy and choose to sleep outside the inn instead of staying in a good inn?

But now these three people sneaked into the inn without even looking at the situation. To them, they were obviously three ignorant young men who didn't know how to live or die. Many people were already ready to watch the fun.



"Lord Governor, something seems wrong."

Listening to the gloating discussions around him, Zhao Tong frowned slightly and whispered.

"I know, let's go."

Although Yuhuatian didn't know the rules of Longmen Inn, he vaguely understood something based on the situation outside the inn and the looks of the people around him watching the show.

Obviously, the inn should be full, and there are not many people who can stay in it. Those who are watching the excitement outside are probably not qualified to stay in the inn.

Sure enough, everywhere in this world, there are levels.

In the officialdom, power is respected, but in martial arts, the strong is respected!

However, now that we are here, how can he sleep outside with these dirty and smelly guys?

He wanted to hide his identity, but he wasn't here to be abused.

Yuhuatian looked calm, walked straight to the inn, and knocked on the broken door.

"Pah, pah, pah—"

With the knock on the door, the shouting and shouting in the inn disappeared instantly, and the whole inn was silent inside and outside.

Immediately afterwards, a dissatisfied shout and curse suddenly sounded from inside:

"Grandma! What are you knocking on? Is the inn full? Go dig a hole outside and sleep!"

"Hahaha……"

There was a burst of laughter.

A cold look flashed in Zhao Tong's eyes, and he looked at Yu Huatian: "Supervisor?"

Yuhuatian looked calm: "Keep knocking."

Zhao Tong continued to knock on the door, and this time another embarrassed voice sounded: "Sir, there is really no room in the inn. Why don't you feel aggrieved and make do outside. If you are short of food and drink, The younger one can prepare it for you..."

"Shopkeeper, what nonsense are you talking to him about? Open the door and let me see what kind of stuff is here. How can you not see it!"

"That's right, open the door and see who doesn't have eyes. I can't even speak, right?"



Listening to the commotion inside, Yu Huatian said expressionlessly: "Break the door!"

This time, before Zhao Tong could take action, Ding Xiu couldn't bear it any longer. The long sword in his hand instantly unsheathed and slashed diagonally at the closed door.

"Clang-boom!"

The already broken door exploded instantly, sending debris flying.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Passing through the empty doorway, this time people outside could see clearly what was going on inside.

In a medium-sized living room, people from the martial arts community in various costumes sit around the table. Most of these people are well-known in the martial arts world, and some are even sect leaders and martial arts masters from famous towns.

But at this time, everyone's eyes turned to the door. Some even held dice cups and wine bowls in their hands. But now, as if they had been cast a restraining spell, they turned to look at the three figures at the door, their eyes Either shocked or angry, or surprised, or surprised...

No one expected that under such circumstances, these three people would dare to forcefully break the door. Which kind of immortal is this?

"This kid..."

"Good skills, but my eyesight is not very good..."

After a moment, he came back to his senses, and the crowd immediately gathered outside the inn, with excitement and anticipation in their eyes.

There is really something good to watch now!

"Snapped--"

In the lobby of the inn, someone immediately slapped the table and stood up.

They originally wanted to see if another powerful figure in the world of martial arts or martial arts had arrived, but they were so rampant that they dared to break in even though they knew that the inn was filled with powerful figures from the world of martial arts.

But when they saw that the person who came was just a young man with no hair on his head, and he looked very unfamiliar, obviously not a famous senior, everyone immediately became angry.

A bearded man near the door threw the dice cup in his hand to the ground and walked towards the door while saying:

"I thought it was some senior martial artist who came here, but I didn't expect it was just a few stupid young men who told you to go away. Are you fucking deaf? You dare to break the door..."

"laugh--"

Before he finished speaking, the sharp sword light flashed again at the slightly dim door.

The other people in the inn originally had the attitude of watching the show and had no intention of interfering. They never thought that a silver dragon would suddenly appear and bring half-moon cold light into the room.

The scene instantly fell silent again.

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