Meng 49 sword

The night was long, and the old swordsman hadn't even touched a drop of wine, but he felt as if he was drunk.The young men at the table over there were talking about a shocking thing as if no one else was there.

The old swordsman felt that he shouldn't be here tonight, he should be in the room at this time, and he couldn't hear anything.

"Cough." Meng Qiqi turned her face away, raised her head and drank the wine.

He didn't speak, neither did Chen Boyan, the bright moonlight was reflected in the cup, creating an ambiguous relationship with the flickering candle.Although the candle flame is small, it is full of warmth, the heat evaporates the aroma of the wine, and at some point in the aroma of the wine, there is a sweet and greasy scent like the scent of a flower when it first blooms.

The old swordsman felt more and more strongly that he shouldn't be here at this moment.But if he leaves rashly, it will definitely break the atmosphere at this time.

He was embarrassed, his throat was dry, and he suddenly wanted to drink a glass of wine.

In the end, Meng Qiqi was defeated and said, "Why are you staring at me all the time?"

Chen Boyan was [-]% helpless and [-]% lonely, [-]% innocent, and said: "I'm waiting for my little uncle to give me an answer."

"Then tell me first, what's the matter between you and that princess?" Meng Qiqi slapped the wine glass on the table.

Chen Boyan replied: "Since the awakening of the sword body, the only one I want to get close to is my little martial uncle. But you, little martial uncle, have taken in three apprentices."

"Don't change the subject for me." Meng Qiqi folded her arms.

"I'm telling the truth." Chen Boyan said.

"Fart." Meng Qiqi said coldly, "If I accept you as a disciple, do you still want to marry your master?"

Chen Boyan asked calmly, "Why not respect teachers and teach them?"

Meng Qiqi lamented that she was invincible, and was willing to bow down.

The old swordsman's face turned black and red, and his posture while holding the knife was a little stiff.

"Master nephew, sooner or later my senior brother will be mad at you." Meng Qiqi said.

"That's not necessarily true." A smile appeared on Chen Boyan's lips, and he said, "At least Master won't worry about you running around."

It was only now that Meng Qiqi remembered that Chen Boyan had already shouldered the important task of being a teacher——to look after the little uncle.

"Senior brother wants you to look at me, not to look at me and go to bed, understand?" Meng Qiqi felt that he wanted to educate Chen Boyan before he recovered his memory and how they used to get along. become a real gentleman.This is the responsibility of the elders.

Chen Boyan didn't understand, he suddenly remembered the scar on Meng Qiqi's collarbone.He said that it was left behind when he had a good time with someone for the first time. Isn't this person himself?

Thinking of this, Chen Boyan's eyes became deeper and deeper, and Meng Qiqi was shocked.

Just at this time, the evil wind blew, and the candle flickered, almost extinguished.The three people in the room noticed something unusual and looked out together.

Someone came, and the person who came was not good.

Meng Qiqi reprimanded: "He Fangxiao is young and sneaky!"

The pupils of the people outside the door shrank slightly, and they simply stopped hiding, and opened the door openly into the inn.His eyes swept over the only three people in the room, and finally fell on Chen Boyan and Meng Qiqi, with a hint of recklessness hidden in his slightly raised chin, he said: "I'm Chen Mo, I heard that several immortals are staying here. People from Wudao Mountain specially ordered me to invite a few people to visit the mansion."

What Chen Mo didn't want to come at first was just three foreign monks, who were said to be very young.He is so young and has some cultivation, but he can bully ordinary people.But they begged the master, so he had to do it for him. Anyway, he just needed to lure people away from the inn.

Master is also true. In the past two years, he has become more cautious and completely lost the pomp that a high-ranking monk should have.

In Chen Mo's prediction, these young monks should be the same as those hot-headed stunned youths, and they came to Shenjing just to seek opportunities.At this time, he handed out an opportunity, and the other party had no reason not to catch it.

However, to his surprise, neither of the two people on the opposite side responded.

Chen Mo's face was a little uncomfortable, and he said: "You probably don't know that the teacher is a master who has reached the third level."

Well, it's all right.Chen Mo was a little impatient. If the other party didn't respond after he said this, then it would be really ignorant. Such a person still wants to come to Shenjing?

The other party did react, and the slightly inferior-looking young man's eyes widened in surprise: "Oh my God, I'm so scared."

Chen Mo frowned, he perfectly heard the mockery in the other party's words, and was about to reprimand him, but the other party's face suddenly changed again.His expression suddenly turned cold, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he waved forward with one hand, "Nephew, throw me out."

Chen Mo's expression changed suddenly, and he said, "Don't toast and eat the wine!"

Meng Qiqi happened to be holding a wine glass in his hand. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, "Master nephew, don't you understand what little uncle is saying? Throw him out for me."

Chen Boyan stood up leisurely, and said: "Little Martial Uncle, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands."

"Huh?" Meng Qiqi's tone became more serious.

Chen Boyan just said that casually, and in the next moment, his figure appeared in front of Chen Mo.Chen Mo took half a step back in fright, before the panic spread in his eyes, he flew out.

"Bang!" The silent night was broken.

Chen Mo fell so hard that his buttocks nearly split into three pieces. The attack at that moment gave him almost no time to react.At this moment, he was in pain, shame, and anger. He hurriedly got up from the ground, drew out his sword, and went to the inn angrily.

Yoyo's male voice came out again: "Then throw it to me again."

So Chen Mo flew away again, this time he didn't even see the man's face clearly, he just felt a blur in front of his eyes, a dull pain in his buttocks, and what appeared in front of him again was the endless silent night sky.

"Ah!" He roared like venting his anger, and the anger of being humiliated almost broke through his spiritual cap.But just as he got up from the ground, when he desperately wanted to find someone to settle the account, he found that he couldn't walk—one foot was firmly pressed against his stomach, preventing him from moving forward.

He looked up, and saw that the culprit who had repeatedly asked people to throw him out was standing in front of him, with his hands behind his back like a master, kicking his stomach with his feet, smiling slightly.

Suddenly, he stepped hard, and Chen Mo felt an irresistible force forcefully stepping on him.He wanted to resist, but he couldn't. The powerlessness and panic were magnified infinitely in the evil and slightly mocking smile of the other party.

Chen Mo fell down again.

Meng Qiqi bent down to look at him, and said, "Which family taught you the rules that sneaked here in the middle of the night to invite people? No manners, no education, no knowledge. A monk in the third realm wants to pretend to be a local snake. Why don't you go?" Inquire about my name, Meng Xiu."

Chen Mo didn't realize who Meng Qiqi was for a moment, he just felt that this person in front of him was even more bully than a bully, really hateful!

"Let me go!" Chen Mo was restrained by Meng Qiqi's spiritual pressure, only his mouth and eyeballs could move.He was also afraid in his heart, but he really couldn't figure out where such a powerful person could come from such a broken inn.

Meng Qiqi turned around and asked Chen Boyan: "Master nephew, do you think the way he looked at me made me look like a bully?"

"Yes, little uncle."

"Tsk." Meng Qiqi disagreed very much, looked at Chen Mo helplessly, and said, "Aren't you looking for a fight?"

"Let go of me! This is Shenjing, no matter how powerful you are, you can't do whatever you want here!" Chen Mo swallowed hard, and poured out his words: "The Defense Department of the Imperial Army is nearby, and you all have to wait for me!" Don't mess around!"

Meng Qiqi became addicted to being a bully, smiled charmingly, and said, "Forbidden Army? The commander of the Forbidden Army will call me Grandpa when he sees him. If you use him to suppress me, aren't you afraid that he will hit you back?"

Chen Mo was dripping with cold sweat, but his mouth was still stubborn: "You are lying! Don't think that I will believe your nonsense. I admit that you are very powerful. As long as you let me go now, I promise not to let my master come to trouble you after I go back. How? Believe in me, I will do what I say. Otherwise, do you know what trouble you will get into? Not only my master, but also..."

Meng Qiqi frowned upon hearing this, Chen Mo was overjoyed to see it, and spoke more vigorously.

Meng Qiqi was indeed a little distressed, his name was reported, but he couldn't calm down a rascal, it was boring.But is it because he is too high-end, or is it because this little bastard is too blind?

He shook his head, turned around and entered the house.He waved his hand and asked Chen Boyan to watch and deal with it.

Chen Boyan waved Chen Mo away, and when he went in to find Meng Qiqi, he found him drinking again.

A competent master nephew should share the worries of the junior uncle, so he held down Meng Qiqi's wine glass and said, "I think Chen Mo will bring his master to find a place tomorrow. Don't worry, his master must know the junior uncle. "

Meng Qiqi was still a little uneasy, and said: "I heard a story told by a scholar, saying: If you don't return home when you are rich, it's like traveling at night in brocade. But when I come back, they can't see my wealth, so I'm at a loss ?”

Meng Qiqi is an ordinary person, and he must avenge any grudge.But the current situation is like when he was bullied by Er Gouzi from the next village when he was a child. After many years, he wore a jade pendant worth 10 taels of silver and went back to slap Er Gouzi in the face, but Er Gouzi couldn't see the value of the jade pendant.

He also asked him if it was a bargain bought on the street for a tael of silver.

Meng Qiqi wasn't pissed off, it was simply because he raised her well.

Chen Boyan couldn't help asking: "Brother Shen once said that we are going to go back to the way we used to be. Is the little uncle planning to find all the places along the way?"

Meng Qiqi blinked, leaned on the table with one hand propped on her cheek, and asked with a smile, "Otherwise, Master Nephew thinks... why I walked all over again?"

Chen Boyan: "..."

Meng Qiqi moved a little closer to Chen Boyan, and while using the candlelight to catch his soul with his eyes, he asked: "Who does Master Nephew think I am for? For you?"

Chen Boyan couldn't help reaching out and grabbed Meng Qiqi's arm, saying, "I thought it was."

But Meng Qiqi retreated again, just when Chen Boyan thought he was going to say something to tease him again, he said again: "Congratulations, you guessed right."

Chen Boyan was stunned, and Meng Qiqi laughed.

Seven years of Fengshui turns, teasing Mr. Fang, all diseases will be cured.

At this time, Meng Qiqi suddenly turned his eyes on the old swordsman again, and said in surprise, "You are still here, old man."

The old swordsman who was forced to witness the whole process was speechless, but he didn't know that he had lost the best chance to escape.The next moment, Meng Qiqi abandoned Chen Fangjun and sat down with him, carrying a jug.

"Senior, let me treat you to a drink on such a beautiful day." Meng Qiqi poured a glass of wine for the old swordsman talking to himself.

The old swordsman looked at the wine glass and didn't move.

Meng Qiqi said: "Senior, do you know that the inn will be closed soon?"

The old swordsman nodded silently, opened his mouth, his hoarse voice seemed to have been baptized by countless winds and rains, but it was old and mellow, "Those people have been here before, but I am not a monk, so I can't match."

Meng Qiqi smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass, and said, "Let me toast you first."

The old swordsman hesitated for a moment, seeing Meng Qiqi's eyes were clear, he finally drank the glass of wine.

Meng Qiqi said: "Senior seems to be waiting for someone here?"

The old swordsman was slightly startled, and answered irrelevantly: "Young man, I know you may be very powerful, but it's better not to worry about this matter."

"The owner here is an old friend of mine, and he is kind to me." Meng Qiqi said with a smile: "If senior wipes his knife repeatedly, is he waiting for someone here, I will definitely take care of him. After all, this inn Although the things in it are broken, there is still a little bit of my thoughts."

The old swordsman was silent for a long time, and said, "I'll go out and wait."

Meng Qiqi's guess was right. An old swordsman suddenly appeared in a remote inn with almost no customers. Longing for a moment to drink blood.

"Senior, wait." Meng Qiqi stopped him and said, "I don't want to drive you out, you are the last guest of the host, if you didn't live here, maybe the inn would have closed long ago, and we wouldn't be able to wait The moment you come back. So, if you need any help, this junior can help you."

The old swordsman didn't expect him to say this, and his gaze softened a lot.But after all, he didn't tell the secret buried in his heart, he just shook his head and thanked him.

Meng Qiqi didn't force it, and said: "It's more serious, the people waiting for senior may not come tonight, so let's rest earlier."

But the old swordsman couldn't help looking at the bright moon outside the window, tightened his hand holding the knife, and said, "I'll wait."

So Meng Qiqi and Chen Boyan resigned first, leaving quickly and neatly, which made the old swordsman feel relieved.He sat down again, staring at Mingyue in a trance.

At the end, he sighed quietly in his heart, picked up the flagon and had another drink.

That night, the Auspicious Inn didn't welcome any guests, and Dong Cai's family, who was cut off from the outside world by Meng Qiqi's energy, had a rare good night's sleep.Early the next morning, he busily cooked a table of breakfast, and then fried a plate of Meng Qiqi's favorite fritters, filling the entire inn with the aroma.

Meng Qiqi got up late, and when she went downstairs, Shen Qingya had already been sitting on the threshold, sharpening a bamboo flute for a long time.The spring morning light flooded his whole body, making him look more gentle and elegant. He was obviously in the dust, but he seemed to be spotless.

Meng Qiqi leaned on the door frame with one hand and looked down at him, teasingly said: "What is the fairy doing again? Are you cutting the bamboo flute for me?"

Shen Qingya knew it was him as soon as he heard the footsteps, and replied without raising his head: "Your Fang Jun is behind you."

Meng Qiqi turned her head and saw Chen Boyan coming over, holding the breakfast plate in his hand.

"Morning master nephew." Meng Qiqi smiled, his mood seemed as good as today's weather.

The three finally sat side by side on the threshold to eat breakfast, Meng Qiqi tore some bun skins and threw them out, attracting a few sparrows to chirp in front of the door.

The sparrows are chirping, and the teenager is picturesque.

The warm spring light seemed to turn back time, and the greenness returned to their eyebrows and eyes, so that the few people passing by the inn couldn't help but take a few more glances here.

Meng Qiqi sat in the middle all the time, resting his chin to pass the good time, and said, "When will that big three and five rough come here to mess things up?"

Shen Qingya held the bowl politely and said, "It will be soon."

After a while, Meng Qiqi asked again: "How fast is soon?"

Shen Qingya then answered him patiently: "It takes about a stick of incense."

Meng Qiqi then said: "How could it be so fast, I bet he must be in the latrine right now."

Shen Qingya sighed, looked at Chen Boyan, and said, "Can you take care of it?"

Chen Boyan shook his head, "Now he takes care of me."

Meng Qiqi laughed, he felt the joy of turning over and being the master.Therefore, when Cai Dong’s family appeared and said, “How old are you, why do you still sit on the threshold to eat” and drove them to sit in the house, he also pulled Cai Dong’s family to sit on the threshold in turn. .

Four people lined up in a row, and the poor Cai Dong's family was squeezed in the middle, and they couldn't escape.

"Boss, are you planning to open this inn?" Meng Qiqi asked.

"You've seen it too, there's no business." The owner didn't hide anything, and said plainly: "When you were here, my business was not good. I sold the house in the west of the city over the years. It’s a good chance to survive, but it’s almost the end of today. I just want to treat the last guest well, and there will be no regrets.”

"That's right, this inn is so dilapidated." Meng Qiqi looked up at the old door frame and sighed faintly: "In a few days, the rent collectors from yesterday will take back the inn and rent it to a new owner Well, the new owner probably won't keep these hundred-year-old antiques anymore. By then, the door frames will have to be removed, the tables and chairs will also be smashed for firewood, and those plaques with inscriptions, what about you, owner? I didn’t go away, so I had to knock it off, and the pieces that were smashed into pieces were also used as firewood, oh, the fire burned really well..."

Every time Meng Qiqi said something, Dong Cai's family felt even more disappointed.

Shen Qingya touched Meng Qiqi's arm - almost done.

Meng Qiqi blinked, very innocent.

Dong Cai sighed, and said with a wry smile: "I know what you mean, but even if I borrow money and pay the rent, what should I do if there are no guests? There are too many inns in Shenjing. There is nothing that can be achieved. But how can my skills compare to the chefs hired by other families with a lot of money?"

"What's the matter with the chef? Wait for the three big and five rough to come later, I guarantee that the name of your auspicious inn will be famous in Shenjing."

Chen Boyan reminded: "Little uncle, don't forget the Jiange gate rules."

Meng Qiqi raised her eyebrows, "Don't you know that my junior uncle is always an exception? Besides, you threw everyone away yesterday."

Chen Boyan: "..."