Since Brother Ding and his group went to Hanjuan Valley for a precious sword, and Hanjuan Valley was not far from Huangrong City, Hong Chen immediately became interested and wanted to go to Hanjuan Valley to investigate, just in case the sword was his.
Where's the knife you're looking for? Although the odds aren't high, it doesn't take much to make a trip.
After leaving Huangrong City in the south, Hong Chen rode on the snow and headed southwest on the main road. In the evening, Hong Chen arrived at a private inn, where he rested his horse and had dinner. Most of the people in Huangzhou
The dishes were all spicy. Hong Chen was so spicy from the hot pot at noon that his lips and tongue were a little swollen. He wanted to eat something light, so he asked the chef to blanch some vegetables for him.
When the big bowl was served, Hong Chen just picked up his chopsticks and took a look into the bowl, but was shocked by the thick layer of spicy oil drizzled on the green vegetables. There are basically not many people in Huangzhou who don't eat spicy food, even if they are boiled.
Green vegetables also need to be topped with a lot of spicy ingredients. Hong Chen didn't say that he didn't want any spicy food, so the cook subconsciously had to cook it in the usual way, which led to such a fuss.
This bowl of green vegetables was too much to eat, so Hong Chen ordered another bowl of noodles with clear soup. While waiting for the noodles, it started raining heavily outside. Hong Chen remembered that the mountain near Huangrong City was called Bashan, so how could the rain at night be so bad?
Not Ba
Rain on the mountain at night? My master in Taoyuan once taught me a poem, in which there was a sentence: "You asked me about the date of return, and the rain on the mountain at night filled the autumn pond." Hong Chen didn't understand its meaning at the time, but when he thought about it again today, a trace of it suddenly came to his mind.
lonely.
When I was in Taoyuan, I had the master, the shopkeeper, Aunt Zi, and the fish seller who didn't look up all day long, so I was never lonely every day. Even after I left Taoyuan, I met Ji Cha soon.
After Ji Cha's separation, even though his heart was often empty, after all, there was Lei Feifeng beside him all day long, so he wouldn't be bored.
But today, there is no one he knows around him, and Hong Chen can't even find someone to talk to. "You asked, the return date has not yet been announced, the rain in Bashan night makes the autumn pond rise. Why should we cut the candles from the west window together, but say nothing in Bashan night?
When it rains." Hong Chen was waiting for him, reciting a poem softly in his mouth, and gradually thought about what it would be like to find Ji Cha, return to Taoyuan, and return to the Bai Ya tribe in each city.
After waiting for a long time, the noodles were finally served. The waiter at the post station said: "Sir, you have been waiting for a long time. Every pot in our kitchen has a thick layer of spicy bottom, and when the water is put in, spicy oil will bloom."
I spent a lot of effort to wash the pot thoroughly and asked the cook to make this bowl of clear soup noodles for you." Hong Chen thanked him repeatedly, then picked up the bamboo chopsticks and lowered his head to eat the noodles.
Maybe the waiter didn't really clean the pot, or maybe the lunch he ate was too spicy, and he still has an aftertaste in his mouth. Hong Chen still felt a little spicy after eating this bowl of clear noodle soup, and he was too embarrassed to ask the waiter to order the chef again.
After making a bowl, I had to eat slowly, picking up only one piece with one chopstick, putting it in my mouth, chewing it up bit by bit, and then swallowed it.
Just after eating half of the noodles, in addition to the sound of rain, there was a loud sound of horse hooves outside. Soon a group of people walked into the inn. Hong Chen looked up and saw that the group of people was Ding, whom he had met at the Heroes Club Hot Pot Restaurant during the day.
Senior brother and his party came to this inn to take a rest when it rained heavily.
When the waiter saw a group of guests, he hurriedly went over to entertain them. Brother Ding said to him: "If you want thirteen guest rooms, go and feed our horses, so that none of them go hungry!" The waiter immediately nodded and bowed: "Everything is fine.
Done for you
! What would you like to eat tonight?" Senior Brother Ding waved his hand: "Cut six kilograms of beef, stew eight chickens, and a big pot of dandan noodles. You can arrange other cold dishes and side dishes as long as they are enough for us." Guy
Go and recruit immediately.
Although the group of people all wore bamboo hats, they were walking in the heavy rain and their clothes were half wet. While waiting for the meal, they went to the guest room to change clothes. When they walked to Hong Chen, one person suddenly said: "Eh? This is not hot pot during the day.
shop
Is that Guawazi? Why are you here at this inn?" Others also looked here. Senior Brother Ding frowned and asked: "Young man from Qiangzhou, what are you doing in Hanjuan Valley? Are you looking for that guy?
wack?"
"wack?"
Hong Chen was confused when he heard this. Previously he only knew that there was a treasured sword in the Cold Cuckoo Valley, so why did a weirdo appear here? He shook his head and said, "I went to the Cold Cuckoo Valley just to gain experience. The treasured sword you are talking about is a weirdo."
, what are they? Oh, by the way, I wonder where all the heroes are from?"
Brother Ding looked Hong Chen up and down again, and when he saw that he was just a young boy, his doubts gradually disappeared and he said: "It's okay to tell you. Our sect is the famous Qingcheng Sword Sect, Meishan Sword King Jia
The world is my master." As he spoke, his face was full of pride.
Hong Chen had never heard of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, let alone who the Meishan Sword King was, so he just laughed and said: "Oh, it turns out they are the heroes of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. I have admired them for a long time! I have already introduced myself during the day,
The name is Black Tea. I wonder what the full name of Brother Ding is..."
"snort!"
Senior Brother Ding ignored Hong Chen and took the others to the guest room. No one said a word to Hong Chen.
Hong Chen was used to the behavior of these people in the world, so he didn't take them to heart. After eating the clear soup noodles, he went back to his bedroom to rest and sleep.
He had been traveling in the mountains for a while, and Hong Chen hadn't slept on a soft bed for a long time. Now he lay down on the bed at the inn. He felt comfortable and comfortable. He didn't want to wash his face, so he blew out the lights and got ready to sleep. Who knew that the walls of this inn were not soundproofed?
Unfortunately, Hong Chen's hearing ability is stronger than that of ordinary people. When he closes his eyes, he can still hear the conversation of the people next door.
Two disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect lived next door. After listening to a few words, Hong Chen roughly knew that one of the two was named Ji and was a senior, and the other was named Hu and was a junior.
Brother Ji said: "Brother Ding has been getting more and more irritable in the past two days, so much so that we didn't dare to talk to him. We didn't know that what we said would offend him and provoke him to be scolded. The whole day I said this.
I didn’t say a few words, it’s really frustrating.”
Junior Brother Hu said: "He lost his master's sword. If he cannot find it back, he will definitely be severely punished and may even be expelled from the master. Can you not be so impatient?"
Senior Brother Ji added: "Junior Brother Hu, you go out a lot and have extensive knowledge. Which sect do you think that weirdo's martial arts might come from? A group of us didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, and he ran away.
Already."
Junior Brother Hu said: "That man is really weird. I have never seen such a weird person. Let alone tell which sect he belongs to, I can't even tell whether he is a human or a ghost - you
I can see him but can’t touch him, it’s like seeing a ghost!”