The moment the carriage stopped, the sensible Ah Chen saw the inn's signboard, which had a very ordinary name.

"Xiao Liu's family in Dongzhuang!" the sensible Ah Chen read the name of the signboard.

Li Qing's head stuck out of the carriage, and he saw the sign. The five characters on the sign were vigorous and powerful.

"You idiot, are you sure Monk Hua is here?" A voice from inside the car pulled Li Qing back again.

"A very smart person must think differently from others," Li Qing's voice came out of the carriage, which was not very big.

"Why is it different?" Su Hai's voice.

"Because this person has no hair," this was Li Qing's voice, and Li Qing was smiling.

At this time, Li Qing felt that this truth was very correct. Monk Hua must understand the correct truth. After all, he was a smart man without hair.

At this moment, Monk Hua was sweating on his face. He felt that the restaurant was too small and too hot. It was so hot that he wanted to go out for a cool breeze.

The man holding the noodles put down the bowl and said with a smile, "You want to eat?"

Monk Hua had already heard the sound of horse hooves, and he only had one feeling in his heart: It's over!

Monk Hua's eyes were fixed on the man, and his feet were sliding. He knew a place where he could escape. There was only one way here, and this was the back hall.

The moment he slipped into the back hall, Monk Hua felt relieved. Outside the back hall was the courtyard of the inn. There were no lanterns in this yard, so this place was suitable for hiding a person.

The yard of the inn is not big. Monk Hua saw a tree with lush branches and leaves. It was a good place to be on the tree at night.

The figure of the flower monk floated up the tree. He didn't see the man chasing him. He let go of his beating heart and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Monk Hua rested his bald head against a tree branch with confidence. He had forgotten his hunger now and just wanted to have a good rest.

When the bald man got close to the branch, Monk Hua felt that the branch was so comfortable, as soft as a ball of cotton.

The bald man felt a bit of heat. The ball of cotton was very hot. He touched it with his hand and felt a person's belly.

So Li Qing walked into the restaurant and saw the flower monk. The flower monk had his head drooped, and sweat was pouring from his big bald head.

"Does this person want to run away?" There was a person standing next to Monk Hua. This person was holding a sword in his hand, a slender sword, and his scabbard was just two pieces of bamboo.

Monk Hua knows who this person is. He wants to find this person during the day. This person likes to hide in trees. This person is lonely.

"He seems to just like to sneak away!" Li Qing said.

"It's a pity that he can't escape now," Gu Gu said. Gu Gu was looking at the man eating noodles. His noodles were very fragrant.

Li Qing knew that Lonely likes to eat noodles. He likes to eat 'clear soup noodles'. Li Qing smiled and said: "He is Cui Si."

Monk Hua, who was sitting and sweating, knew the name. The name of the man coming out of the back hall was Cui Si. He remembered Cui Si. He was the male innkeeper of the Yuelai Inn in Guzhou City.

This is a small shopkeeper. The small shopkeeper is not as famous as the big shopkeeper, so he does not know the origin of this little shopkeeper. This is a big mistake made by a proud person.

"This monk is very cunning, why can't he escape?" Li Qing asked.

"Because I hid his black donkey just now," Cui Si raised his head, put down the chopsticks in his hands, and came to Li Qing's side.

"Hello, young master!" Cui Si stood politely.

"Hey! What a pity for a plate of good braised pork," Li Qing heard a sigh. This sigh came to this restaurant, where there were four other people.

Li Qing saw an old man. He raised his head. He looked at the leftovers on the table without getting angry. He now looked at Li Qing and said, "The braised pork here is very fragrant."

The very fragrant braised pork was now placed on the table that Cui Si had just left. Cui Si did not touch any piece of meat inside. He seemed not to like eating braised pork.

The old man came to the table, took out a pair of chopsticks, and gently picked up a piece of braised pork with the chopsticks, but he did not put it in his mouth.

He came to the side of two people. They were Lao Liu and Xiao Gambler. Monk Hua had heard their names. The names of these two people were the names of two street kids.

"Come on, be good! Eat it," the old man looked at the two people, his tone was very soft, he was like an elder feeding his children.

The eyes of Lao Liu and the little gambler were widening. They looked at the meat in the old man's hand in a daze. They were men and could eat by themselves. They did not need others to feed them.

"Old man, are you looking for trouble?" This was the voice of Lao Liu. Li Qing did not recognize this man. He was very arrogant. Lao Liu's hand had already touched the strange weapon on the table.

"Xiao Yulou, the vicissitudes of swordsman, Uncle Xiao, you also like to join in the fun," Li Qing called out the old man's name. He saw that Xiao Yulou did not put down his chopsticks.

"It seems that this braised pork just doesn't taste good. People who come here don't like to eat it," Xiao Yulou said with a sigh.

Li Qing saw a strange thing. There was no braised pork on Xiao Yulou's table, and there was a plate of braised pork on the man's table, but the plate of braised pork was not moved. They must not like this dish.

Perhaps such a person must have money, and people with money like to show off their wealth. This is a principle of saving face and suffering.

Monk Hua felt like he had seen a ghost. He really couldn't remember what day it was today. Today he should ask a Taoist priest to tell his fortune. Today might be the day when he shouldn't go out.

When the man heard what Li Qing said, he looked surprised and looked at the old shopkeeper of the restaurant, who was trembling with fear.

The trembling old shopkeeper walked to the door of the back hall on trembling legs. His legs suddenly stopped shaking, and his body suddenly jumped out like a rabbit, but he quickly retreated back.

The old shopkeeper retreated very slowly. He slowly retreated to the table and sat next to Monk Hua. His legs began to tremble again.

Li Qing saw the fat Su Hai walking out of the back hall. This fair-weather friend must be looking for braised pork to eat. This Su Hai likes to eat meat.

There was no meat in Su Hai's hands, and there was no sword in his hands. His hands had nothing, but he had a pair of eyes, and his eyes were blinking hard.

Su Hai blinked and said, "You shouldn't run away, you should finish your braised pork."

"Is this plate of meat really delicious?" Li Qing asked.

He was very surprised. He saw no one eating braised pork, but the smell of braised pork was fragrant, and Li Qing could already smell the smell of chives.

"If you knew what kind of meat it was, you would definitely not want to eat it," Su Hai said.

"What meat? Is it human meat?" Li Qing suddenly thought of the broken arm. This man's arm was made of meat, but his arm was delicious and Li Qing had tasted it.

"You're not stupid this time, you're very smart now," Su Hai finally praised. Li Qing felt that Su Hai's mouth never used to praise others.

But tonight he learned to praise people, and the person he was praising was his fair-weather friend. This fair-weather friend was really good.

Li Qing smiled calmly and said: "I am very smart to begin with."

Li Qing looked at the braised pork. He felt a little nauseous. If Ning'er were here, she would definitely call him a big-headed ghost. Li Qing thought of Xi Cun's ears.

"The restaurant should change its name," Li Qing said.

"What's a nice name?" Su Hai asked.

"Dongzhuang people," Li Qing said.

"Why change such a name?" Su Hai felt that this big idiot was very poetic and asked.

"A place that sells human flesh isn't a house, it's a restaurant," Li Qing sighed, rubbing his nose with his hands.

"It's a pity that there is no human flesh today, the human flesh has just been delivered," Li Qing heard the man on the table say.

Li Qing saw that the man's hand had touched the weapon on the table. It was not a spear. Its handle was shorter than a spear.

"Just delivered it?" Li Qing heard the sound of horse hooves coming from outside. The sound of horse hooves came very fast. They must be riding fast horses.

"They came just in time, they must have human flesh now!" Xiao Yulou said. Xiao Yulou put down the chopsticks in his hands at this moment, and came to the old shopkeeper's side.

"Now you can make the braised pork. I promise not to steal it again," Xiao Yulou said, looking at the old shopkeeper.

"The meat is good, but it's a pity that we can't make it now." The old shopkeeper stopped shaking his legs and stood up, his eyes looking at Loneliness.

"Your sword is the fastest?" the old shopkeeper asked.

"No, his sword is the fastest," Lonely said.

"He?" The old shopkeeper didn't understand.

"They say this idiot is the fastest sword in the world, don't you believe it?" Su Hai always likes to say something when others are talking.

Li Qing wanted to block Su Hai's mouth. This mouth could not speak except when sleeping, as if it was never idle.

"Are you Li Qing, Young Master Li of the Blood Clothes Sect?" The old shopkeeper looked at Li Qing. In the restaurant illuminated by an oil lamp, the old shopkeeper's eyes became sharp.

"I am Li Qing," Li Qing felt that this name was very troublesome now.

"I'm not Xiao Liu!" The old shopkeeper suddenly smiled and looked around with a smile.

"You are not Lao Liu!" Su Hai said again at the door of the back hall.

"My surname is not Liu, why should I be called Lao Liu?" the old shopkeeper said.

"Your surname is Dongfang, and your name only has one character, laugh!" Su Haidao.

This person's name is actually Dongfang Xiao. This is the first time Li Qing heard this name. This name is very strange. This person must like to laugh.

"Everyone knows that the old gang leader of the 'Taihu Gang' has a surname of Dongfang, so his son must also have a surname of Dongfang," Su Hai said slowly.

Li Qing knew this and was right. He must have the same surname as his father, otherwise he must not be his father's son.

Are these people from the 'Taihu Gang'? Li Qing thought of Ning'er's trouble, which seemed to be quite big. This was a story that had happened a long time ago.

"Hehehe! You know a lot," the old shopkeeper named Dongfangxiao said with a smile. This person just likes to laugh.

"I also know a secret, and only you know this secret," Su Hai looked very mysterious.

"What secret?" Dongfang smiled.

"Because every time he goes out, he always takes two people with him," Su Haidao said.

"Who?" Dongfang smiled.

"Two people who know how to use the soul-locking gun are two notorious villains!" Su Haidao.
Chapter completed!