I am a good citizen of Condor Shooting!

Mo Yan had been meditating and doing exercises in the guest room, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when the big week was over.Presumably his martial arts has risen to a new level recently, at least he is confident that with his current skills, even against those top players in the arena, he will still be able to compete.Although compared to Wu Jue, Zhou Botong and others, he is still far behind, even the leader of the Iron Palm Clan who lost early in Huashan Lunjian might not be able to easily win against him.However, even so, he has already stepped into the ranks of masters in the Jianghu.

After all, although the Mo family's family-inherited skills may not be as good as the nine yin and nine yang, if you practice it with all your heart, the result is still unknown.

As night fell again, Mo Yan put away his kung fu, thinking that not long ago Huang Yaoshi didn't know where he had gone to compete with Ouyang Feng, and he was the only one left in this empty inn, so he couldn't help but sigh.Mo Yan's mood was a bit tangled, because it stands to reason that now should be a good time to escape, but he didn't want to do it. Successfully left Huang Yaoshi's capital.Now, even if he really seized the opportunity and left, it's still unknown what will happen afterwards, it's okay if he can't find it, if he is caught again by Huang Yaoshi, what is waiting for him is definitely not what he wants to see scene.

To put it another way, now that he is working on Peach Blossom Island, he can not only read martial arts classics all the time, but also has enough time to practice martial arts.Of course, if one day in the future, he felt that he had the ability to fight Huang Yaoshi, then he would definitely leave without hesitation, without thinking about it.

Mo Yan loosened his crossed legs and stepped off the bed.

Opening the window and looking at the gradually darkening sky outside, I suddenly felt like going out for a stroll.

Now, Huang Yaoshi doesn't know when he will come back, so it's meaningless to wait here by himself.Mo Yan tended to go out for a walk, but if he left so hastily... he took two steps in place and suddenly made a decision.Going straight to the table, Mo Yan spread out a layer of rice paper, covered it with ink, and began to write.

It's better to leave some words, the provincial Huang Yaoshi thought he was going to run away.After finishing the writing with some anger, Mo Yan looked at the handwriting that was not yet fully dry, and he was quite satisfied. This is just a guarantee, and it may not be necessary. He was still discussing martial arts with Ouyang Feng in the distance, when the time comes, he will come back with him first, put away the note again, even Huang Yaoshi will not know that he is leaving, it can be said that it is so good that no one knows it.

Obviously, the reason why he wasted so much effort was probably due to his grudge against the last incident. Of course, it is strange that he would forget after suffering for so long because of the unwarranted crime of running away.

After entering the next door, Mo Yan put the text message on Huang Yaoshi's desk, pressed it down with a ruler, and finally patted the dagger in his arms and the money bag on his waist, closed the door and walked out of the inn.Since Huang Yaoshi gave him the money and didn't have any intention of getting it back, could he understand that after so long, he finally mercifully paid him his wages?Thinking in this way, Mo Yan set off to walk to the bustling street. It was really bustling. Looking at the bustling crowd, Mo Yan couldn't help but sigh with emotion. No matter how long ago, night markets were more popular.

Walking on the street, looking at all kinds of things around him, even though he was still not free, Mo Yan felt more comfortable.In fact, he didn't really want to buy something, it was just that he had been aggrieved for so long, and he always wanted to relax.It is said that this night market began in the Yin and Zhou Dynasties, and it was unprecedentedly popular in the Southern Song Dynasty. There are everything from clothes, hats, fan curtains, bonsai flowers, fresh fish, pigs and sheep, pastries and preserved fruits, to seasonal fruits.So Mo Yan has caught up with a good time. Although this small coastal town is not a particularly big city, it can be considered relatively prosperous.There are all kinds of stalls on both sides of the street, and the hawkers’ cries from time to time gave him the illusion of returning to modern times. Of course, the ancient costumes and buildings brought him back to reality in the next second, called Mo Yan. Can't help feeling a little depressed.

Because of the sudden depression, Mo Yan lowered his head and didn't pay attention to the surrounding roads for a while, when suddenly someone bumped into him, made him startled, and raised his head.In the front left is a woman in a pink-purple gauze full of vermilion hairpins. She walked a few steps in a hurry. She seemed to realize that she had bumped into someone and turned her head.

Mo Yan was taken aback by the heavy make-up, but it was inexplicably familiar. When he was about to take a closer look, he saw the man's expression twisted as if he had seen a ghost. He started to run, and after a while, he turned around and disappeared from Mo Yan's sight.

Mo Yan stared blankly at the woman who ran away, but didn't react for a moment.Is he that scary?Why did he become so frightened when he saw him, and finally ran away? Although he couldn't understand it, Mo Yan had to admit that he was curious by the woman's behavior, so he couldn't help walking a few steps to follow him. He got up and followed along the street that the woman had just turned into.

Standing at the corner, Mo Yan could no longer see the hot woman at all. It seemed that he had lost track of her this time. The woman obviously had no martial arts at all. Except for the moment he was dazed before, if he still followed If it was lost, it must have entered a nearby house. Thinking of this, Mo Yan looked up at the house beside the road.But just looking up, before he could make his own thoughts, the scene in front of him made his eyes widen in surprise.

Two-story or three-story attics are located on the side of the street. From time to time, a few scantily clad women are waving handkerchiefs, and occasionally one or two women with heavy make-up are reclining by the high-rise windows, with charming smiles hanging from the corners of their mouths. Mo Yan instantly understood what this place was.

flower street.A name that is both familiar and unfamiliar. It is familiar because it has been seen on TV and in books for countless years in the past. It is strange because even Mo Kuangzi, who was originally himself, has never been to such a place.But... Mo Yan couldn't help but wonder, that woman just turned into this place, and according to his judgment, it's very likely that she entered some flower building, or the nearest ones.It seems that she is probably a flower girl, but Mo Yan searched through Mo Kuangzi's memory, but couldn't find such an acquaintance.

Mo Yan has absolute confidence in his memory, even Mo Kuangzi's past, which he has no memory but no experience, he remembers very clearly, so he doesn't mind when he encounters this situation.But now that he thinks about it, he probably won't have a chance to check it out. After thinking about it, Mo Yan raised his head and looked at the nearest flower buildings, 'Wanfang Pavilion', 'Qunyanfang'... He put these two buildings away from the street. I silently wrote down the name of the nearest flower house, planning to figure it out when I have a chance.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a joyful voice shouting from behind: "Grandfather! You are here!"

Mo Yan turned around in surprise, and saw a young woman in a light brown floral dress hurrying towards him, standing still two or three steps ahead, looking excited, Mo Yan immediately remembered her, and went up The woman who was rescued by accident.

'How are you? ’ Following the lights at the intersection, he stretched out a writing board to ask the woman, Mo Yan led her to walk a few steps quickly, and left the corner. After all, the woman just now was nowhere to be found, and this woman who called her benefactor, Obviously it is not suitable to appear here, even if this corner does not belong to Huajie, it is always bad for her to appear here.

"I'm fine." Li Yingniang followed Mo Yan's gaze with some gratitude, but it was only at this time that he realized that the woman's hair ornament had changed into a married woman, and he couldn't help being a little shocked. It didn't take long, and he didn't expect that she would come out of the shadows so soon, but this should be congratulated, right?Li Yingniang obviously noticed Mo Yan's gaze on her head, and hurriedly explained: "I'm not married..." After half a sentence, she realized her abruptness, her face was slightly red, and she stammered, "I... It is dangerous to say that I am a weak woman, if I do not take some precautions, so..."

Mo Yan nodded clearly, it made sense.

"Engong, you don't know my name yet?" Li Yingniang mustered up her courage and looked up at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan nodded. He really didn't know, and never thought that he would see her again. He never thought that there would be a chance to see her again. It doesn't hurt to know her name.

"Little girl Li Yingniang..." Mo Yan looked at Li Yingniang who was blushing again, feeling a little puzzled. Obviously, Mo Yan, who had mostly modern memories in his mind, didn't realize that this Li Yingniang was not a martial arts chivalrous woman, and there was nothing informal about people in the world. What I said, if you reveal your name to a strange man like now, I am afraid it will be very meaningful.But it was also because he didn't realize that even the expression on his face didn't change at all, which made Yingniang a little disappointed.

But the disappointment is fleeting. After all, Li Yingniang is a little different from ordinary women in ancient times. Otherwise, she would not be able to live strong now after going through that kind of thing, because even if the last rape did not really succeed, but It would be a catastrophe for ordinary innocent women.In this way, although she was saved by Mo Yan, Yingniang's own strength probably helped her a lot. "Engong, I still don't know your name." Yingniang slowed down, obviously she was not so easy to blush, in fact, she was not so shy and timid, but she was facing the person she admired. En Gong, of course, has a different attitude and a lot of personality changes.

Hearing her question, Mo Yan didn't need to hide it, so he conveniently wrote his name on the board and handed it to Yingniang. Yingniang quietly memorized the word "Mo Yan" in her heart, Just when I was about to say something, I was interrupted by a childish voice: "Mother, mother, you forgot to bring the broken money again, there is really nothing I can do about you."

The author has something to say: Girls are looking forward to only one room left, then things will turn out like this: Xiao Mo: The shopkeeper needs two upper rooms!

Shopkeeper: Sorry, only one room is available.

Xiao Mo: Then add a middle room.

Shopkeeper: Sorry, the middle room is gone ╮(╯﹏╰)╭

Xiao Mo: It's okay to leave the room! ! (#‵′)convex

Shopkeeper: I'm so sorry, the guest officer. The uncles and nephews who live on walking sticks over there, together with the young ladies who are so short-lived, have already filled the few houses in our shop.

Xiao Mo: ... (looks at Lao Huang in confusion)

Old Huang: Then I will live in the room, and I will go upstairs and ignore Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo: QAQ...

Shopkeeper: Guest officer, there is still some space in the stable behind the inn, why don't you stay overnight?

Xiao Mo: Do ​​I have any other choice?

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So it’s better not to have a bridge with only one room left ╮(╯▽╰)╭