"Staff, please greet me with good food. We brothers and sisters have to go on our way."
Not long after the people from Dongchang left, two fast horses stopped at the door of the inn, and two men dressed as young heroes got down from them.
The two people looked like brothers. They walked into the inn arm-in-arm, chose a table and sat down. The senior brother said: "Master and Senior Lin Zhennan have been friends for many years. This time, Senior Lin is in trouble, and our Huashan Sect
But you can't just sit back and watch. Junior brother, this is your first time walking around the world, so just listen to me and don't act alone."
"I understand, senior brother, you have said this hundreds of times and you still treat me like a child!"
The junior brother, with a clear face and clear eyes, threw the sword in his hand on the table and asked: "Senior brother, who do you think Senior Lin has provoked? Why did the master's words not clear when we came out, and he refused to answer the question?"
"Who knows, I guess there is something unspeakable." The senior brother said casually, then waved his hand and said, "Serve the wine, but don't mix it with water, otherwise I won't pay you."
"You drink early in the morning, and you look like an alcoholic." Guo Furong muttered in a low voice, walked up with a bottle of wine, and asked, "What can I have something to eat?"
"It doesn't matter what you eat, as long as the wine is good."
The senior brother quickly grabbed the wine bottle, opened the lid and smelled it, sighing: "It smells so good!"
Tongfu Inn's Bamboo Leaf Green is famous far and wide. Wang Xu even nodded and praised it. Ordinary people would not say anything bad about it after drinking it.
The senior brother smelled the wine and impatiently took a few sips at the spout. His eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "I'm ordering Hu Chong, shopkeeper, what kind of wine do you have?"
"Linghu Chong, the one from the Huashan sect?" Guo Furong was most concerned about Jianghu affairs. When she heard that the person calling himself Linghu Chong was dressed as a young hero, she immediately became energetic.
Linghu Chong drank a few sips of the wine, put down the wine bottle with satisfaction, and nodded: "It's Linghu Chong of the Huashan Sect. You haven't told me what kind of wine this is."
"This wine is called Aged Zhuyeqing. The one you drank is from the fifth year. There are eight years, ten years, and twenty years above. Hero Linghu, my name is Guo Furong. I have always liked you because I heard your stories.
big."
When Guo Furong heard that this person was Huashan Linghu Chong, she was so excited that she didn't know what to say. She ran out and shouted: "Come here, Huashan sent Linghu Chong. Come quickly!"
"What's going on?" Linghu Chong was a little confused, thinking that he couldn't be a fool.
"Linghu Chong!"
"Linghu Chong?"
"Linghu Chong..."
Hearing Guo Furong's shout, the three people raised their heads in unison.
The first one is Bai Zhantang. As a thief saint in the world, Bai Zhantang has been well-known to Linghu Chong for a long time. He knows that this is the great disciple of the Huashan Sect and a famous rising star in the world.
The second person is Ji Wuming. Although Ji Wuming has lost his memory, many of his instincts as a warrior are still there.
Hearing the name Linghu Chong, Ji Wuming subconsciously raised his head and shouted: "Linghu Chong, I want to fight you."
After saying this, Ji Wuming was stunned again. He thought to himself who Linghu Chong was and why did he want to fight with him? I don't know him.
"Linghu Chong is here too?" The third person who was alerted was Wang Xu. Unlike Bai Zhantang and Ji Wuming, he knew what Linghu Chong's appearance meant.
The Lin family was wiped out, the Swordsman of Jianghu was born, the Dugu Nine Swords reappeared in the world, and the sun rose in the east without defeat.
More importantly, if Linghu Chong is here, can Yue Buqun be far behind?
Thinking of the Dugu Nine Swords and the Zixia Magic Skill, Wang Xu opened the door and walked out, already having a calculation in his mind.
"Senior brother, you are so popular. I wish I could be like you." Seeing Linghu Chong shouting, many people were alarmed, and the junior brother said with envy on his face.
Linghu Chong shook his head slightly, drank by himself, and said happily: "All the sages in ancient times were lonely, and only the drinkers left their names. This pot of wine is the most real, and forget about wealth and fame."
"Well said, just for saying this to you, I have to drink a few drinks with you." Wang Xu turned over and landed on the ground at the height of the second floor, but he didn't even disturb the dust. When he saw Linghu Chong, his eyes lit up.
Here, under Guo Furong's call, Lao Bai, Li Dazui, Ji Wuming, and Tong Xiangyu also came out to see this famous young hero in the world.
After watching for a while, Tong Xiangyu was the first to lose interest and whispered: "It's just two arms and two legs, it's no big deal. I'd better go catch up on some sleep. I got up too early today and I have dark circles under my eyes."
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Tong Xiangyu was the first to leave, but the remaining people gathered around and talked about something.
Linghu Chong became famous very early. He was a famous young knight in the world ten years ago. He didn't care about the crowd and invited: "Friend, drinking alone is the most boring thing. I really want to have you by my side."
Wang Xu did not give in. He sat down and said, "Xiucai, bring me a few more bottles of wine. I want twenty years of aging."
The scholar is a scholar and is not interested in the affairs of the world, so when he heard this, he went to drink.
Hearing that there was twenty-year-old wine that could be drunk, Linghu Chong smiled happily and took the initiative to say: "My friend, you are so generous. I, Linghu Chong, have decided to make you my friend."
"Hero, I will also buy you a drink, and I also want to be friends with you." Seeing this kind of treatment, Guo Furong ran faster than a rabbit and sat down next to Linghu Chong.
The next second, before Linghu Chong could speak, Bai Zhantang spoke first: "Twenty-year-old bamboo leaf green, twenty taels of silver per pot, how many pots do you want?"
"I..." Guo Furong was speechless for a moment. Her monthly salary was only four taels of silver, ten taels of silver was one tael, and a jug of wine cost five months' wages.
Only then did Guo Furong remember that it was no longer the time to be in the capital. If she sold wine to Linghu Chong, she would not even have the money for rouge and gouache.
One side is an idol, the other side is reality.
Guo Furong covered her face angrily and ran away without looking back, shouting: "I don't even have money to buy wine, I won't live anymore!"
"Is this girl okay?" This was the second time that Linghu Chong was shocked by Guo Furong. If someone could read minds, they would know that Linghu Chong's real thought was that this girl is not sick.
"She's fine. She has convulsions every day. She'll be fine after a while." After Bai Zhantang said this, he pulled Ji Wuming beside him and said, "Xiao Ji, let's go see Guo Furong. We can't let her really die.
, otherwise who would wipe the table and wash the dishes?"
"I won't go, I want to fight him." Ji Wuming lost his memory, but he still followed his instinct and had an urge to fight Linghu Chong.
Bai Zhantang rolled his eyes. You can't defeat Linghu Chong without amnesia. What's more, not only has he lost his memory now, but he doesn't even have a sword in his hand. He wants to rush in and seek death.
"Xiao Ji, be obedient. We won't fight him. There's something wrong with him."
"What's wrong?"
Bai Zhantang lowered his voice and leaned forward, whispering: "He likes to bite his ears when he can't beat others. Many people have asked him to bite their ears off. Do you still want to fight him?"
Frightened, Ji Wuming covered his ears with his hands, shook his head repeatedly and said: "No fight, no fight."
"That's right, let's go find Guo Furong." Bai Zhantang pulled Ji Wuming away. He is a thief, and Ji Wuming is a wanted criminal. To hang around in front of a young hero like Linghu Chong is not to seek death.
Seeing the two of them leaving, Wang Xu didn't care. He took the wine from the scholar and exchanged glasses with Linghu Chong.
Linghu Chong has no other problems. He has never been drunk by anyone.
The wine will be full when it comes, and it will be empty when it is full. Drinking from a small wine cup is not enough, so just use a big tea bowl to drink.
Without saying a word, Linghu Chong drank seven or eight taels of wine before he stopped, looked at Li Dazui who had not left yet, and asked: "Are you okay?"
"Hero, I am Li Dazui, the cook. With your martial arts skills so high, can you teach me a few moves?" Li Dazui also had his own martial arts dream, but unfortunately he was born at the wrong time and had never met a good master.
She was beaten violently and violently by Guo Furong all day long.
Now that he met Linghu Chong of the Huashan Sect, Li Dazui also took notice and said coyly: "You don't need to be very good at martial arts. Just teach me a few moves. I will definitely use my best skills to make you enjoy your meal."
"Okay, I have traveled around the world for many years. In addition to my own martial arts, I also have many other martial arts. I will teach you a few moves when the time comes." Linghu Chong was a down-to-earth person and agreed with a pat on his chest.
Li Dazui was so happy that he trotted to the kitchen and said loudly: "Just please, my hero, I will prepare something delicious for you."
The funny guys at Tongfu Inn ran away in twos and threes, and the living room finally became quiet.
Wang Xu picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Linghu Chong. His face seemed careless, but in fact he said with a purpose: "Linghu Chong, your Huashan sect's leader Yue, I am very knowledgeable. Can you recommend him to me if you have time?"
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"It's simple. My master will arrive tomorrow night. When Lin is solved..."
Linghu Chong stopped mid-sentence, carefully looked at Wang Xu's expression, and said with a smile: "There will be a chance, there will be a chance."
"Tomorrow night?" Wang Xu's face remained calm, but he secretly remembered it in his heart.