There is an inn built on a mountain with a forest nearby.
There are no competitors and we are uniquely blessed.
Naturally, in this deserted place, there are people who are strange.
Neither Li Ping'an nor Monk Changqing expected to see an inn in a place like this.
What surprised them even more was that there were quite a lot of people in the inn.
"Hey, guest, please come in!"
The enthusiastic waiter greeted the two of them and walked into the inn.
Two young Taoists were drinking and chatting.
Sitting in the corner was a tall man with thick eyebrows and a purple face.
There were several people sitting together, with a wooden table in front of them.
There is a pot of wine and some side dishes on the table.
Several people were all red-faced and drunk. It looked like they had drank a lot.
...
"Hey, where did the guest officer come from?"
The boss lady in sexy and unrestrained clothes leaned on the counter.
This is a beauty, an extremely beautiful woman.
There is a sense of bohemianism in her beauty, and she looks fearless.
A pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, soft and charming with a hint of evil.
Monk Changqing said: "Amitabha, I am a poor monk from the Sui Dynasty. I am passing through here and I hope the landlady will take care of me."
The landlady smiled brightly, her eyes moving on Li Ping'an and Monk Changqing.
Monk Changqing was obviously a little nervous. He didn't know whether it was because he saw a beautiful woman or something else.
It turned out to be two young children, and the landlady found it interesting.
"Do you have money to pay for the drinks?"
"There is plenty." Monk Changqing took out the money he got from alms.
The landlady glanced at it and said casually: "We don't charge that kind of money here."
"We have something, but I don't know if it can be used to pay for food."
Li Ping'an, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.
Scar, the leader of the caravan, still has the last half of the cloth he gave himself.
The landlady took a quick look and said with a smile: "Okay, you are new here and you are so good-looking."
Li Ping'an thanked Changqing and sat down in the southeast corner.
Not long after, good wine and delicious food were served.
In addition to several delicious and delicious cakes, there are also many exquisite pastries.
Especially the fish dish is extremely attractive, and the soup is fresh and delicious, making people want to eat more and more.
Li Ping'an set aside the old cow's share and ate it with Monk Changqing.
Compared with these delicacies, what I ate a few days ago can only be regarded as pig food.
There was also a meat dish that was tender and fragrant, but I couldn’t name it and couldn’t tell what kind of meat it was.
The waiter introduced that this dish is called deer breast.
It is dried deer meat, fresh venison from Liaodong is dried into deer breast.
The meat is solid and very delicious.
"But Funan and Liaodong?" Changqing asked.
"nature."
Monk Changqing whispered to Li Ping'an: "Funan and Liaodong are thousands of miles away, spanning two continents. This store is by no means an ordinary store."
Li Pingan smiled.
I thought to myself, does this need to be said? Whose ordinary store opens here.
At this time, the waiter walked up to the big man with thick eyebrows and purple face sitting in the corner.
"Sir, you have finished your tea. Do you want to order something?"
The purple-faced man shook his head, "No need."
The smile on the waiter's face remained unchanged, "Sir, the rules here are that a cup of tea can only last as long as one stick of incense."
The purple-faced man said: "I'm waiting for someone."
"Sir, this is the rule."
The purple-faced man remained silent.
After a long while, he choked out a sentence.
"I have no money."
The lady boss on the counter took out a pipe from somewhere and leaned it lazily.
Intentionally or unintentionally, he stared at Monk Changqing, not paying attention to what was going on over there with the purple-faced man.
The misty smoke blowing out between her lips and teeth added a bit of hazy beauty to her.
"Brother, if you don't mind, join us at a table." Li Ping'an said calmly.
The purple-faced man glanced at Li Ping'an and walked over with a stool.
When the waiter saw this, he said nothing.
As long as the rules are not broken, then don't do your own thing.
"Thank you."
The purple-faced man cupped his hands.
"I'm just a trader, just helping me," Li Ping'an said.
The purple-faced man thanked him and hugged the things in his arms.
He was motionless, like a wooden man.
Monk Changqing said: "Donor, why don't you move your chopsticks?"
"Can I eat it?" the purple-faced man asked.
Li Ping'an and Monk Changqing couldn't help but smile.
"Of course you can. If you don't dislike the two of us, please do so, brother."
The purple-faced man thanked him again and started eating.
During the casual chat, Li Ping'an asked.
"Where are you going, brother?"
"Right here, I'm going to kill someone."
The purple-faced man buried his head in the bowl and said calmly.
.......
Not long after, another person walked in from the door.
It was Zhang Song who had nectar poured on his face by Li Pingan and monk Changqing at the foot of the mountain.
Zhang Song was carrying a sword on his back, but he looked somewhat dignified. He took out a few crystal clear spiritual stones in a familiar manner.
"Bring on the good wine and delicious food."
The landlady smiled slightly.
Zhang Song sat down at an empty seat.
"Hey, there are quite a few guests today!"
A young man dressed in brocade clothes and jade robes followed closely and walked in.
"Where did these two juniors come from? Oh, it turns out they are disciples of the Xuanwu Sect. Do they deserve to come here to drink?"
Mr. Jinyi looked at the two young Taoists.
The two young Taoists did not dare to say a word.
He cupped his hands and left the inn in a hurry.
Immediately, Master Jinyi's eyes fell on the Qi practitioners who were drinking on the wooden table.
"What kind of bastard Qi practitioner, where did he come from?"
"Who the hell are you talking about!"
Even if someone slaps the table
But before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by his fellow travelers.
After whispering a few words, the man's expression suddenly changed and he was silent for two seconds.
He bowed tremblingly to Mr. Jin Yi and left with his companions.
The landlady ignored me and said something neutral.
"As soon as you came, all my guests ran away."
"I'll just make it up to you."
Mr. Jin Yi threw out some fine spiritual stones.
Then he walked up to Zhang Song, who was carrying a sword, and coldly said, "Get out!"
Zhang Song looked calm, as if he was not afraid of the other party at all.