Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

On the top of the mountain, there is an inn.

There is an inn called "There is an inn."

There is an inn built on the mountain, and there is a forest nearby.

No competitors, unique.

Naturally, in this wild place, some people would be surprised.

Neither Li Pingan nor Monk Changqing thought that they could still see the inn in such a place.

What surprised them even more was that there were quite a lot of people in the inn.

"Hey, guest officer, please come inside!"

The enthusiastic mistress greeted the two of them into the inn.

Two young Taoists chatted while drinking.

Sitting in the corner was a big man with thick eyebrows and purple face.

Several other people were sitting together, with a wooden table in front of them.

There is a jug of wine and some side dishes on the table.

Several people were flushed and drunk, and it seemed that they had drunk a lot of wine.

......

"Yo, where is the guest officer from?"

The proprietress in sexy and unrestrained clothes was leaning on the counter.

This is a beauty, the ultimate beauty.

There is a taste of bohemian in her beauty, and she looks like she is not afraid of anything.

A pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, with a hint of evil in their softness.

Monk Changqing said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is from the Sui Dynasty. He passed by here, and I hope the lady boss will take care of him."

The proprietress smiled sweetly, and her eyes turned to Li Pingan and Monk Changqing.

Monk Changqing was obviously a little nervous. He didn't know if it was because he met a beautiful woman or for some other reason.

It turned out to be two young children, and the proprietress thought it was interesting.

"Do you have money to pay for the drinks?"

"There are some." Monk Changqing took out the money he got from alms.

The proprietress glanced at it and said casually: "This kind of money is not charged here."

"We have something, but I don't know if it can be used for cooking money."

Li Pingan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

There is still the last half of the cloth that the leader of the caravan, Dao Scar, gave him.

The proprietress took a look and said with a smile: "Okay, you are new here, and you look so good-looking."

Li Pingan and Changqing thanked them, and sat down in the southeast corner.

Not long after, good wine and good food were served.

In addition to a few delicious flavors, there are also many exquisite pastries.

In particular, the fish dish is extremely attractive, and the soup is fresh and delicious, making people want to eat more and more.

Li Pingan kept Lao Niu's share, and ate with Monk Changqing.

Compared with these delicacies, the ones I ate a few days ago can only be regarded as pig food.

There is also a meat dish that is tender and fragrant, but I can't name it, and I can't tell what kind of meat it is.

Xiao Er then introduced that the name of this dish is preserved deer.

It is dried deer, which is dried fresh venison from Liaodong into dried deer.

Porcelain fleshy, very tasty.

"But Funan Liaodong?" Changqing asked.

"nature."

Monk Changqing whispered to Li Pingan: "Funan Liaodong is a hundred and eight thousand miles away, spanning two continents. This store is by no means an ordinary store."

Li Pingan smiled.

Xindao, does this need to be said?Who's ordinary shop is here.

At this time, Xiao Er walked to the side of the big man with thick eyebrows and purple face sitting in the corner.

"Guest officer, your tea is finished, do you need something?"

The purple-faced man shook his head, "No need."

The smile on Xiao Er's face remained unchanged, "Guest officer, the rule here is that a cup of tea can only last for one stick of incense."

The purple-faced man said, "I'm waiting for someone."

"Guest officer, this is the rule."

The purple-faced man was silent.

After a while, I choked out a word.

"I'm out of money."

The proprietress on the counter took out a pipe from nowhere and leaned lazily aside.

He stared at Monk Changqing intentionally or unintentionally, not paying attention to the movements of the purple-faced man at all.

The misty smoke from 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 Pingan said lightly.

The purple-faced man glanced at Li Pingan, and walked over with a stool.

Seeing this, Xiao Er didn't say anything more.

As long as the rules are not bad, then don't do your own business.

"Thank you."

The purple-faced man cupped his hands.

"Those who walk the rivers and lakes are just helping hands." Li Pingan said.

The purple-faced man thanked him, and hugged the things in his arms.

He didn't move at all, like a wooden man.

Monk Changqing said: "Benefactor, why don't you move your chopsticks?"

"Can I eat it?" the purple-faced man asked.

Li Pingan and Monk Changqing couldn't help smiling.

"Of course you can. If you don't dislike the two of us, please do it, brother."

The purple-faced man thanked him again, and started eating.

During the chat, Li Pingan asked.

"Where are you going, brother?"

"Right here, I'm here to kill someone."

The big purple-faced man buried his head in the bowl and said calmly.

.......

Not long after, another person walked in from outside the door.

It was Zhang Song who was showered with nectar by Li Pingan and Monk Changqing at the foot of the mountain.

Zhang Song carried a sword on his back, but he was quite handsome, and took out a few crystal clear spirit stones familiarly.

"Good wine and good food will be served."

The proprietress smiled slightly.

Zhang Song sat down in an empty seat.

"Hey, there are quite a lot of guests today!"

A young master in brocade clothes and jade robes followed closely behind.

"Where did the two juniors come from? Oh, so they are disciples of the Xuanwu Sect, so they deserve to come here to drink?"

Young Master Jinyi sized up the two young Taoists.

The two young Taoists didn't dare to say a word.

He cupped his hands and left the inn in a hurry.

Immediately, Young Master Jinyi's eyes fell on the Qi practitioners who were drinking on the wooden table.

"What kind of messed up Qi trainer, where did he come here?"

"Who the hell are you talking about!"

Even if someone patted the table

It's just that before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by his colleagues.

After whispering a few words, the man's expression changed drastically, and he was silent for two seconds.

Tremblingly, he bowed to Young Master Jinyi, and left with his companions.

The proprietress ignored her, and said something indifferent.

"As soon as you came, all my guests ran away."

"I'll make it up to you."

Young Master Jin Yi threw out several high-quality spirit stones.

Then he walked to Zhang Song who was carrying the sword, and said coldly, "Get lost!"

Zhang Song looked ruthless, as if he was not afraid of the other party at all.