This seat is a villain

After walking like this for five days, a group of people came to Xinjiang Town in one evening.

Xinjiang Town is close to Lin'an. Although it is incomparable with Guangling and Jinling, it is backed by the famous Xiaoque Mountain, and there are many tourists coming and going. It is also a bustling scene.

As soon as he entered the city, Wei Ziyao couldn't sit still. He looked around in the carriage, looking eagerly at the restaurants and restaurants lined up on the side of the road, scratching his ears and cheeks greedily.

After spending so many days sleeping in the wild, Wei Ziyao felt that he had never had a full meal.

"Hey, the surname is Lin." Wei Ziyao stuck his head out of the carriage, and excitedly shouted to Lin Jinhuan who was in front of him: "Let's stay at the Queshan Inn tonight. The sweet and sour opium fish in that inn is really a must."

Queshan Inn is a small inn at the foot of Xiaoque Mountain. The accommodation conditions in this inn are mediocre, but it is quite famous in the south of the Yangtze River because of its excellent cooking of Hangbang cuisine. Most people who come to Xinjiang Town from other places will live there.

Jing Lan, who was driving the car, raised his hand and pressed Wei Ziyao's head back into the car without looking back, and said, "Mr. Wei, be careful with your eyes and mouth."

"Hmph, old-fashioned." Wei Ziyao muttered.He pondered for a while, then stuck his head out of the car again unwillingly, and shouted to Lin Jinhuan: "My treat!"

Lin Jinhuan turned a deaf ear and continued to ride forward, but Xue Yao turned around and gave him a half-smile.

No matter how Wei Ziyao made jokes and made jokes along the way, the group of them finally stopped in front of an ordinary inn in the town.Wei Ziyao held on to the door of the carriage tightly and refused to get out of the carriage, yelling that he must stay at the Queshan Inn today, and he would not live in the world if he could not eat braised opium fish.

"Are you so persistent?" Xue Yao asked him in a good-tempered manner standing under the car, his attitude could be described as gentle and gentle.

"I have to eat it!" Wei Ziyao's buttocks were as immobile as a mountain, he raised his head and stretched his head, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Xue Yao smiled helplessly, as if he was about to compromise.Wei Ziyao was overjoyed, and was about to say a few soft words to fool Xue Yao, when Xue Yao suddenly reached out and grabbed him by the collar, dragged him off the carriage without any explanation, and dragged him all the way to the inn.

"Lin Jinhuan! Come and take care of me!" Wei Ziyao saw that Xue Yao started to act violently, and began to go to the doctor in a hurry.

Lin Jinhuan was standing at the side explaining to Jing Lan that it was appropriate to defend later, when he heard this, he raised his head and glanced at him, then continued talking to Jing Lan as if he hadn't heard anything.

Seeing that Lin Jinhuan was hopeless, Wei Ziyao stomped his feet angrily, shouting, "Stop, stop! I can walk by myself! Let go!"

Xue Yao turned a deaf ear to him, the hands holding onto his skirt were like iron tongs, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

"Xue! You wait for me! I have to beat you into a pig's head!" Wei Ziyao couldn't beat him, and dared not scold him, so he had no choice but to speak cruelly without fear of boiling water.

Xue Yao sneered, and said disapprovingly: "I appreciate your bold words and ambitions." He kicked open a door and pushed Wei Ziyao in. Wei Ziyao was almost pushed upside down by Xue Yao, and was about to rush out Ask Xue Yao to reason, and the next moment the door panel slapped him on the face with a "bang".

The last person surnamed Xue didn't forget to seal a closed door symbol on the door.

"Xue! Open the door for me!" This made Wei Ziyao very angry, and he yelled in the room angrily, as if to tear down the inn.

Xue Yao stood outside the door, rubbed his ears, and added another mute symbol on the door.

This time the ears were completely clean.

Jing Lan had just delivered Wei Ziyao's meal and came back to ask Lin Jinhuan to return to his life. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the owner of the door sitting cross-legged on the Arhat bed under the window, playing chess alone.

Jing Lan grew up in Mount Jialou and was adopted by Yanqing since he was a child. This is the first time for him to bring a team down the mountain for training.

Yan Qing is like an old pedant, he pays great attention to etiquette but treats others generously. As his disciple, Jing Lan's life in Jiutianmen is not difficult.Most of the time, Jing Lan stayed by Yan Qing's side, and had little contact with Lin Jinhuan.

Jing Lan felt a little uneasy when she first heard that Master sent him to meet Lin Jinhuan.Ever since he could remember, Lin Jinhuan hadn't been out of the Qingxin Hall on Jialou Mountain for nothing, but when he showed up, there would be a bloodbath in the Nine Heavens Gate and everyone would be in danger.Jing Lan vaguely remembered that when he was young, there was a period of turmoil in the sect, and many elders in the sect were executed overnight.

There are even various legends about Lin Jinhuan among the young disciples, saying that he feeds demons with his body and is ruthless; it is said that the reason why no one is kept in the Qingxintang is because everyone who stays in to serve is sucked dry by him and dies ; Said that he was brutal and beheaded his best friend for many years in order to seize the position of sect master.

Even the master once told their senior brothers not to touch the head of the sect master if they have nothing to do.

But...after getting in touch these days, Jing Lan felt that the sect master was a bit different from the one in the legend.Jing Lan glanced at Lin Jinhuan who was playing chess alone at the moment, just like he had glanced at Jialou Mountain countless times before, he always felt that the person in front of him was very lonely.Although the word loneliness is too fragile, it should not be associated with a master of a martial arts school.

"Do you need disciples to ask Xue Zuo to come over?" For some reason, Jing Lan saw such a sentence suddenly popped up in Lin Jinhuan's mind, and what was even more terrible was that he actually said it.

"Are you staring at Wei Ziyao every day and being infected by him, are you a little stupid?" Lin Jinhuan raised his head and glanced at him inexplicably when he heard the words, then picked up a sunspot and pondered for a moment, then said, "Why did you call him here?"

Jing Lan was at a loss for words for a moment, and he didn't know why he suddenly made such a suggestion with a twitch of his head.

Fortunately, Lin Jinhuan didn't worry about this problem, he was concentrating on playing chess with himself, only to see that he put the black piece on the chessboard, and picked up another white piece.

"How is Wei Ziyao?" Lin Jinhuan was more concerned about this matter now.

Jing Lan thought for a while, and decided to report the truth: "I'm still losing my temper, and I don't want to eat."

"Tonight you and Jing Fan take turns to take care of him, this kid is probably playing tricks." Lin Jinhuan finally figured out where the white pieces should be placed, he put the white pieces on the chessboard, and put away a piece of black pieces by himself.

Wei Ziyao's behavior today is not normal, making people have to suspect that there is something tricky in the Queshan Inn.Although he often made unreasonable troubles along the way, this time he was not out of line.But Lin Jinhuan deliberately took him to this small inn against his will.Xue Yao was even worse than him, so he found an excuse to lock him up in the room.The two of them are in a state of embarrassment, and it depends on whether Wei Ziyao can be forced to jump over the wall to reveal his fox tail tonight.

"You take someone to the Queshan Inn to check it out yourself," Lin Jinhuan ordered.

Jing Lan led the order to retreat, and quietly went to the Queshan Inn with four people.

It was a small inn, a little cruder than the place where they stayed tonight, but the business was good. During dinner time, the inn lobby was full of guests, making it extremely lively.However, the accommodation business is not as good as being top-notch, and several guest rooms are still vacant.

The five of them searched the inn inside and out in the dark, but found nothing special.

Maybe this dude is really just thinking about a bite to eat, Jing Lan thought.

On the way back, Jing Lan asked the other four people to go back to report first, and then went back to the Queshan Inn to buy a piece of opium fish.Jing Lan suddenly recalled that Master often said that he had a benevolent temperament and was not suitable to stay in a place like Jiutianmen, which cannibalize people without spit out bones.The so-called over-strength is easy to break things will be reversed, such a temperament is more likely to be born with demons, and things will backfire in the end.

When he was young, he once contradicted his master. Although the devil is used to entering the Tao with the demon of the heart, as long as he restrains himself and restores the rituals, and does not allow the demon to harm his mind, he is no different from the Wanqian Dao.

At that time, Yanqing just touched his little head, and said with emotion: "I don't know what Fengshui Jiutianmen is, and little white flowers like you are specially raised in the magic cave."

When Jing Lan returned to the inn, he first met Jing Fan who was in charge of the guard, and he asked Jing Fan, "How is he doing inside?"

Jing Fan was hanging upside down on the eaves, with a straw dangling in his mouth: "As usual, losing his temper."

Jing Lan looked in through the crack of the window, and sure enough, she saw Wei Ziyao sitting with his back facing them, looking from his back, he could tell he was full of anger.

"Keep an eye on it tonight." Jing Lan confessed, he jumped into the inn by himself, opened the door and walked into the room.

When Wei Ziyao saw Jing Lan push the door in, he let out a "hum" from his nose, and turned a blind eye to Jing Lan without saying a word.

Jing Lan put the fish brought back in front of Wei Ziyao, glanced at the table from the corner of the eye, and saw that the food he brought in earlier had not been touched by a single bite.

"Let's eat." Jing Lan said helplessly, "How old are you, do you think you are only three years old?"

Hey, this little old-fashioned.Wei Ziyao was amused by Jing Lan's serious look.He turned his head and looked Jing Lan up and down with eyes that were not eyes and nose, and thought to himself: You kid looks younger than me, why should you teach me a lesson?

But he always kept in mind that he was still angry at this moment, so he ignored Jing Lan and continued to sulk.

Seeing that Wei Ziyao was still losing his temper, Jing Lan felt that the young master was really wayward.He pushed the fish in front of him, then turned and walked out.

"Hey, old-fashioned."

Seeing that Jing Lan was about to leave, Wei Ziyao hurriedly called to stop him.

Jing Lan turned around and saw Wei Ziyao sitting under the lamp looking up at him. For some reason, Jing Lan felt that Wei Ziyao was a little different from the past.

Wei Ziyao glanced at the fish on the table, then looked at Jing Lan and said, "Among this group of people, you are the only one who seems to be a good person. Why do you, a fool like you, hang out with Lin Jinhuan, Xue Yao, these heartless old monsters every day? one place?"

What Wei Ziyao said was not good, but his eyes were calm and bright.At this moment, he was sitting under the lamp and looked up at Jing Lan, giving Jing Lan the illusion that he had seen through everything for no reason.

"My master once said that if one day I want to leave, I can leave at any time." Jing Lan thought for a while and continued, "Maybe I haven't found my final home."

As Jing Lan said that, without waiting for Wei Ziyao's answer, she opened the door and walked out.