Gossip rivers and lakes, I tell fortunes and storytellers in Qixia Town

To be honest, if he is really a villain, it is impossible to take him in for dinner and give him a place to hide.

Yang Guo shook his head, found the kitchen as Xiao Xuan said, and was about to go to Li Dazui for some food, when he heard a disgusting voice from outside.

"vomit!"

"Brother..."

"vomit!"

"This restaurant is definitely a black shop, and the cook is really disgusting, he actually poisoned our food!"

Yang Guo frowned suspiciously when he heard the voice, leaned against the window, quietly pushed open a gap, glanced outside, all the hairs on his body stood on end in fright.

He saw three people lying on the toilet throwing up outside, they were Taoist priests from Quanzhen Sect chasing him.

The leader is Zhao Zhijing!

Originally, there were many people chasing Yang Guo, and they were divided into groups of three. Yang Guo hoped that the ones who chased him were some other Taoist priests, but he didn't expect it to be Zhao Zhijing.

Zhao Zhijing's martial arts is several grades higher than his own, there is absolutely no chance of winning when he meets him!

At this time, Yang Guo not only raised his whole heart to his throat, he clenched his fists tightly, and immediately had the urge to turn around and run.

"Shouldn't be poisoning." Zhao Zhijing who was outside the house wiped the corners of his mouth, looked exhausted, his eyes were full of hatred, and continued, "With my many years of skill, I can still tell whether there is poison in this meal. "

After speaking, Zhao Zhijing looked at the results of several people's battles, and this meal almost vomited out what they ate for three days, so he said angrily.

"No wonder the waiter said it's free. Feelings are waiting for us here."

"The master is right. Cheap is not good. This time it really taught us a lesson."

"I really don't know how that cook made it so unpalatable!"

After finishing speaking, a little Taoist priest next to him nodded, and said with the same exhausted look, "Scrambled eggs can make a smell of sweaty feet, so the cook made them with feet?"

"Senior brother, I think she is playing tricks on us!"

"I can't swallow this breath!"

Yang Guo turned around and glanced at Li Dazui's room, blinked and looked at the stove again, feeling numb all over, and tiptoed towards the guest room.

Strange, is the cook in this inn so unpalatable?

I didn't notice it when I ate it just now!

Is it because I am too hungry?

Forget it, let's bear with it.

What Yang Guo didn't know was that the plate of scrambled eggs he ate just now was made by Xiao Xuan himself.

In Tongfu Inn, there is still a bit of this privilege.

First of all, let's not talk about Guo Furong's cooking skills. People who are used to eating takeaways from later generations think that Li Dazui's cooking skills are average.

Just after Yang Guo left, the voices of Zhao Zhijing and others came from the backyard of the inn again.

"Brother, since there are no guest rooms in this inn, why don't we go to another inn to rest?"

Zhao Zhijing shook his head, then said, "The little beggar said Yang Guo is here."

"The only clue is the Tongfu Inn. The two juniors bear with it. We will guard this inn tonight. No matter what, we must catch that little bastard Yang Guo!"

"As long as he's still in this inn, we can find him!"

After finishing speaking, the two juniors looked at each other in embarrassment, and nodded after a while.

"Hey, okay!"

"Everything is according to the senior brother!"

...

...

The next day.

The inn is already full of seats.

Many people rushed to the inn a long time ago, just waiting for Xiao Xuan to go downstairs to tell a story today.

"Have you heard? Last time, Mr. Xiao said that Huashan Siguo Cliff has a martial art that breaks the world's decent swordsmanship. Now all the sects are starting to go to Huashan."

"It's so outrageous, why did they go to Huashan? Now that Huashan holds the swordsmanship that breaks all the sects, didn't they court death in the past?"

"Who knows, it's said that Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan Sect made it up, urging other sects to go to Mount Hua together."

"If you think about it carefully, if Huashan really masters this level of martial arts, how can other sects survive? Isn't it Huashan's world in the future? Therefore, we must kill Huashan's idea of ​​​​dominating the rivers and lakes in advance, so as not to be bullied by Huashan in the future. "

"So, Huashan not only failed to solve the crisis of the evil swordsmanship, but was also targeted by his fellow disciples?"

"It's not certain. Mr. Xiao has always been safe. He said that Huashan is fine, and Huashan will be fine!"

"Ham, don't you forget that there is still one person in Huashan? Senior Feng goes down the mountain, no matter how many people come, they won't be able to mess with Huashan!"

"You don't know yet, do you? It is said that Feng Qingyang has gone down the mountain, and Huashan is now in a state of explosion. At first, Yue Buqun wanted Linghu Chong to invite Feng Qingyang to sit in Huashan, but Linghu Chong said that Feng Qingyang had left!"

"Let's go, where are you going? Didn't Xiao Xuan say that he could invite him to sit in Huashan?"

"Who knows? From my point of view, if Feng Qingyang is not in Huashan at this time, Huashan will be in serious trouble. With Yue Buqun's ability, he still can't deal with the other sects. Otherwise, the world would have been unified long ago."

"Tsk tsk tsk, if Huashan is really in trouble, Mr. Xiao will really smash his own brand! At this time, no one can save Huashan!"

"..."

In the lobby, Zhao Zhijing and the others drank green tea. Because they stayed at the inn all night, they were the first to occupy a seat in the inn. Otherwise, with Bai Zhantang's personality, these three people would definitely be squatting at the door today.

At this time, the three of them were listening to all kinds of gossip in the inn, Zhao Zhijing put down his teacup, and said with a slight frown.

"Two junior brothers, have you heard about Yang Guo?"

I saw a younger brother shaking his head, but said with an excited look on his face.

"Senior brother, I didn't hear about Yang Guo, but I did find out about Xiao Longnv. It is said that Xiao Longnv has been here before, and even asked Mr. Xiao for a fortune."

"And after Xiao Longnu left here, Senior Brother Zhen Zhibing was eunuched!"

"Brother, do you think it might be related to that fortune teller?"

Zhao Zhijing listened suspiciously, "It has something to do with this fortune teller? It seems a bit far-fetched!"

"However, the fortune teller will go downstairs to tell stories every day, so you can find out after asking him."

At this time, another Taoist looked at the location of the guest room, and then said softly.

"Strange, we came here early in the morning, and those people in the inn even came here earlier. It is said that they all came to listen to Mr. Xiao's storytelling."

"Why hasn't Mr. Xiao come down yet?"

"The shelf is too big, isn't it?"

Zhao Zhijing glanced around, shook his head and said.

"Junior Brother, haven't you noticed that these people have waited here for so long, but they haven't complained at all?"

"It can be seen that Mr. Xiao does have some skills, otherwise the people here might have left long ago."

"Just be patient."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of opening the door in the guest room upstairs, followed by Xiao Xuan appearing on the stairs.

In an instant, the inn became extremely lively.

"Mr. Xiao is here!"

"Mr. Xiao, you are willing to come down, my mother-in-law has already given birth!"

"That's right, Mr. Xiao, you made us wait so hard!"

"..."

Xiao Xuan smiled lightly, he had long been used to the feeling of being focused by such eyes, walked downstairs, and after arriving at his place, said lightly.

"I'm sorry for the long wait, everyone."

"Today let's talk about one of the great legends of the Quanzhen sect, the supernatural power!"

"Speaking of the supernatural powers, everyone should have heard of the Southern Emperor and the North Beggar, the evil in the east and the poison in the west, and the supernatural powers in the middle!"

"Zhongyang Wang Chongyang is the founding patriarch of Quanzhen Sect, and he is also the master of Quanzhen Seven Masters who are now well-known in the world."

"Speaking of him, I have to admit that Wang Chongyang is a unique martial artist."

"It's just a pity, Wang Chongyang is alone in the martial arts world, and the Quanzhen Seven Masters are also famous in the martial arts world."

"In the generation of the disciples of the Quanzhen Seven Sons..."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but look smug, thinking that Mr. Xiao had some discernment.

Knowing that his ancestor was unique in martial arts, and also knowing that his master is famous all over the world.

Speaking of myself now, it shouldn't be too bad.

The Quanzhen sect knew that Zhen Zhibing was quite a lot, but what more people knew was that Zhen Zhibing took his position.

Really, how could this Zhen Zhibing and He De compete with himself for the position of head?

snort!

Rubbish!

This Mr. Xiao is really good. It is rumored that if you give him 1000 taels, he will give you whatever you want.

I, Zhao Zhijing, am not interested in the world, only interested in being the head of the sect.

I don't know if I can give pointers on one or two?

But now let's see how many brushes does Mr. Xiao have?

Hearing this, Zhao Zhijing straightened his chest and raised his head, proudly raised his chin, looking at Xiao Xuan squinting at a 45-degree angle with a look of waiting for praise.

However, in the next second Xiao Xuan shook his head slightly, with a look of pity on his face.

"Wait until the generation of the disciples of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, it will not be so good."

"Despicable and despicable, lustful and lustful, what a shame!"

Chapter 48 Feng Qingyang: Such a Strong Sword Qi

"presumptuous!"

"Junior brother draws his sword!"

After Xiao Xuan finished speaking, the two Xiaodao sitting next to Zhao Zhijing drew their swords.

Zhao Zhijing stretched out his hand to stop him, as if he had just reacted, he couldn't help but put on a layer of sullen anger on his face, and said with a sinister smile.

"Mr. Xiao, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to say that?"

"How did our Quanzhen sect offend you?"

"If you evaluate our Quanzhen Sect like this, is it true that there is no one in our Quanzhen Sect?"

The peacemaker Bai Zhantang heard that there seemed to be a commotion outside, so he hurried to the lobby to have a look.

Looking around, I found that it was the three mentors who came yesterday.

If it was in the past, I would definitely call on the three Taoists to calm down, but now...

Thinking of Xiao Xuan's abilities, instead he grabbed a handful of melon seeds, leaned against the door with a look on his face, and snorted gloatingly.

Seeing this, Xiao Xuan just curled his lips, didn't take the threats of the few people seriously at all, poured himself a jug of wine, suddenly seemed to remember something, patted his forehead and said.

"oops!"

"Really, I was wrong."

"The apprentices of the Quanzhen Seven Masters also have good character."

"It's just that some people's reputations are too stinky. When people mention the generation of Quanzhen's seven disciples, they think of a few bugs."

"So I'm not targeting your Quanzhen sect, it's just that very few people really hate it."

"Tut tsk tsk..."

Zhao Zhijing glanced at Xiao Xuan with a cold face, and frowned very puzzled.