The old storyteller looked at this tall building and luxuriously decorated inn, and was a little confused. After a while, he finally spoke and said: "Girl, are you stupid? Just this decoration, this facade, this location, even food and drinks
You only get twenty or thirty taels of silver for one night! Let’s go back to the small hotel where we stayed last night.
Come on! It’s not easy to make money now!”
Yuan Xiaolou refused, rolled his eyes, and said: "No, let's stay here tonight! I never want to stay in that dirty and damp black hotel with Ye... and my husband! Then I would rather sleep in the wilderness!"
The old storyteller was overjoyed and said: "Then let's sleep in the wilderness!"
Yuan Xiaolou ignored him and dragged Ye Xiaochuan into Fukelai Inn.
I'm not stupid. I know that the food here is delicious, and I will never eat bad bread again!
The old storyteller jumped at the door and yelled: "A bunch of wasteful things! I made some money, but you three guys ruined it all!"
To support a granddaughter who loves to live in a luxurious imperial suite, as well as two incomparable and voracious eaters, the old storyteller feels that the pressure on himself is really great.
While counting the money in his wallet, he muttered: "Bankrupt! Bankrupt! I'm really going bankrupt this time! I will never go to the city in the future! I haven't earned enough to spend!"
Walking into the lobby of the inn, he chose an empty seat and sat down. Yuan Xiaolou recruited the waiter in the lobby, opened two rooms, and then started ordering.
Rice Tong doesn't like meat, so he first ordered fifty large steamed buns and a large bowl of rice porridge.
I ordered some nourishing food for Ye Xiaochuan and two jars of Huadiao for Grandpa.
This made the old storyteller feel better. At least this prodigal girl could still think of her grandfather while she was prodigal, so she had to pay for tonight's money.
After sitting down, while waiting for the waiter to serve the food, Ye Xiaochuan discovered that the old storyteller was not chattering, but was peeking into a corner of the lobby from time to time.
Ye Xiaochuan was a little strange. He turned around and saw a dozen young men in the corner, who seemed to be teasing the two girls who were dining.
This made Ye Xiaochuan very disgusted.
He has seen a lot of this kind of thing along the way. Even in some suburban mountain villages, you can often see young men dressed in luxurious clothes or above bullying women.
In several major battles last year, although the human world was victorious, more than 20 million soldiers were lost.
The comeback of the Heavenly Realm has become a foregone conclusion. These young men with hands, feet and strong bodies just don't want to join the army and go to the front line. They still bully women in the rear, which is simply worse than animals.
Although Ye Xiaochuan used to eat tofu from the fairies around him, he is a person with a bottom line.
He will never bully someone, let alone reach out to a married woman.
Compared with these dudes who are not enterprising and still want to have fun during the national crisis, Ye Xiaochuan feels that he is a noble person.
If Ye Xiaochuan saw this situation in the past, he would definitely draw a sword to help when there was injustice, and the least he could do would be to break the legs of these dudes.
Now, he seems a little numb.
There are scum everywhere, and one or two people alone cannot control them. We must fundamentally eliminate these scum and scum.
This is a big project that involves education.
Moral education starts from childhood and does not happen overnight.
Just when Ye Xiaochuan was about to withdraw his gaze, he took a sudden glance through the gap in the crowd of dandies and saw the two women surrounded in the middle.
After just one glance, Ye Xiaochuan was stunned.
He was sure that he saw it correctly.
It's plum leaves and phantoms.
Li Ziye turned a very delicate tea cup in her hand, with a faint smile on her lips.
Her dead eyes seemed to have some emotion.
But it's more of a joke.
She was not looking at these dandies, but looking at Ye Xiaochuan and others.
To be precise, he was looking at the old storyteller and the bamboo pole and curtain leaning against him.
When Prince Zhao's hand touched Li Ziye's hand, Li Ziye smiled: "Are my hands warm? How do they feel?" Prince Zhao was overjoyed to see this beautiful woman so seductive. He nodded repeatedly and said: "
I have seen countless girls, but I have never seen a girl with such a stunning appearance. Let’s have a drink and dinner first, and in the evening I will take you to experience a different life!
"
The dandies around were laughing and nodding.
Li Ziye suddenly sighed and said: "I think so too, but you touched my hand, and among the men who touched my hand, only the Evil God is still alive, so you just die."
Zhao Shizi and others were stunned, thinking that Li Ziye was joking.
But the next moment, these people suddenly began to suffocate as if their necks were being strangled by ropes.
They grabbed their necks with both hands, and after just a moment, their faces turned purple, their veins stood up, their eyes were sudden, and they were so painful that they couldn't scream even if they wanted to, and they fell to the ground one after another.
In the blink of an eye, thirteen or four dandies all fell to the ground, as if they had strangled themselves to death. The death was miserable.
The diners who were eating in the hall screamed and ran away when they saw that people had died, and the dead were the most notorious noble scum in the city.
Yuan Xiaolou also recognized Li Ziye and Phantom. Her expression changed rapidly and she whispered: "Grandpa, let's leave quickly."
The old storyteller smiled bitterly and said, "It's too late."
Sure enough, Li Ziye stood up and walked in front of them.
He glanced at the old storyteller and the bamboo curtain, and then looked at Yuan Xiaolou, who had a pale complexion.
He said: "Miss Xiaolou, I haven't seen you for a year. You have changed a lot. Do you still remember me?"
Yuan Xiaolou immediately shook his head and said: "You have recognized the wrong person. I don't know you. I am not a Xiaolou girl either."
Li Ziye casually carried the rice pail aside and sat on the bench.
He said lightly: "A person's appearance can be greatly changed in many ways, but the breath can never be changed. That day on the Samsara Peak, you blocked the blow of the Purple Sun Divine Dagger for your brother, and was killed by Hua Wu.
Take you away with you. It is impossible for Hua Wuyou to save you with Hua Wuyou's methods. But after seeing this old man, I think I understand. The person who saves you is not Hua Wuyou, but this old man. Three Realms
Among them, only this old man understands the magic of resurrection
Technique."
Li Ziye's words made Yuan Xiaolou's pretty face suddenly change.
Ye Xiaochuan's heart was also filled with turmoil.
Yuan Xiaolou was still quibbling, saying: "I, it's not... you recognized the wrong person."
Li Ziye frowned and said, "You still don't admit it? Phantom, come here and see if this big panda is the one at the ancestral hall behind Samsara Peak."
Phantom walked over and recognized Rice Tong immediately.
She said in surprise: "Are you Zhenyuan Xiaolou?"
Yuan Xiaolou lowered her head, she was very scared. Not that she was in danger, but that Ye Xiaochuan's identity would be discovered by Li Ziye.
