Qin Shen's Inn

Diudiu has been on summer vacation for more than half a month, and it is now the beginning of August, the seventh month of the lunar calendar.Time slipped by quietly, and it had been a long time since they ate Jinwen carp, but those dreams seemed to happen yesterday.

Diudiu played with a "dog" and a "cat" last night and didn't go to bed until late at night, and couldn't wake up in the morning. Qin Shen patted his little butt, the little guy grunted twice, and buried himself deeper in the quilt.

"Father won't bother you anymore, then you can continue to sleep."

What answered him was the sound of Diu Diu's long breathing, turned over and fell asleep again.

Qin Shen came out of the room softly, closed the door and went to the lobby. The clock hanging on the wall behind him was already ticking to nine o'clock.

Walking into the lobby, meeting Zhang Chenghai's gaze, Qin Shen shook his head, "It's rare, let him sleep, he was crazy until almost twelve o'clock last night, it's strange to wake up now."

"It's not good for your health." Zhang Tenghai said worriedly.

Qin Shen glared at him, not looking at who was used to it. "I said it yesterday, go to bed early, go to bed early, don't play puzzles, you don't listen, you say there are still five hundred, and you will finish the puzzle soon."

"Hehe, the result."

Zhang Tenghai shook off the newspaper in his hand, buried his head and tried to read it seriously, as if there was a naked (photo) of Qin Shen on it...

Qin Shen pulled out a chair and sat down beside him, and continued: "I know you feel that you owe your child a lot, so you want to make up for him as much as possible, wishing that everything will go your way. But this won't work, because pampering will make your child look crooked. Yes, you can't indulge blindly, and when you grow up to be the second dandy in the future, you won't be able to deal with the troubles you make outside, and you will cry sometimes."

Zhang Tenghai retorted disapprovingly, "Diudiu has a good temper, no way."

Qin Shen glared at him, "Don't speak, I haven't finished yet."

Zhang Tenghai nodded and gestured for Qin Shen to continue.

Qin Shen was confused, and tried to correct his attitude, "The child's routine is very important. He needs enough sleep when he is growing up. It was past nine o'clock when you fought for the last 500 yuan yesterday. Some can be done today, don’t rush for a while, it’s better for you..."

"There must be a beginning and an end in doing things. There is only one step left in the Long March, and it should be completed in one go. The achievement and joy at that moment cannot be replaced by anything. Children can experience a lot from it." Zhang Tenghai put down the newspaper and interrupted Qin Shen said seriously.

Qin Shen didn't give up, and rolled his eyes, "What about the celebration later?"

Zhang Tenghai was weak, "I'm excited too, sorry, it won't happen again in the future."

"Santa Claus" Uncle John's gift to Diudiu, the 3 yuan jigsaw puzzle has finally been completed, and it is now being placed upstairs in the room specially packed out to play games. Just by looking at the size, you can tell that it is a huge project.After the completion of the huge project, there should be a celebration. Zhang Tenghai took Diudiu, and the little unicorn and the white tiger god quarreled for a long time. There are not many such opportunities, so Qin Shen just followed them and did not stop them.

Still, it's time to say the next day, that someone who dotes on children needs to hold back.

"I guarantee that in the future, I will dote on my children in a certain degree, and I will not spoil my children too much. I will definitely not pick the moon if I want the stars."

Qin Shen, "..." With Zhang Tenghai's ability, it is not impossible to get a star named Diudiu.

"Boss, I brought your courier in." Wang Lebin came in carrying a big box, put it on the table and left.

Qin Shen looked at the box that was almost as big as a table and had a bad feeling. He looked up at Zhang Tenghai, "Did you buy anything?"

"No." Zhang Tenghai went to look at the delivery slip, silently choosing not to speak.

Qin Shen looked at him suspiciously, took the scissors from the bar and began to unpack the express delivery.When a corner was removed, Qin Shen's bad premonition came true, "...Damn it! Why did that friend of yours, Zhang Tenghai, still send you a puzzle! Look, look, 5 yuan, an upgraded version, I want to hide it Get up, don't let Diu Diu see."

Zhang Tenghai also agrees with his approach. Diudiu's perseverance is much higher than other children. At this age, it is more appropriate to get in touch with nature and play with friends instead of being stuck indoors and challenging the number of puzzles.He was still a little guilty. After finishing the puzzle last night, he sent a message to show off to John... Well, the result of showing off was to usher in a bigger challenge.

He chose not to talk about it.

The long and long sound of the conch horn came, and Qin Shen, who was thinking about how to hide the puzzle to be safe, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the sky outside, the sun was hanging high in the sky brightly.

The ferry docked in daylight for the first time.

Qin Shen went to the "upper floor" with the puzzle in his arms. When he stepped into the small courtyard, he saw a tall building boat docked next to Wangxiang Jindu. The plywood was put down on the boat, and a man wearing a red vest and a green man stepped down from the deck. A little big-headed ghost in bloomers.

The big-headed ghost stood on the bank and looked around for a while, seeing Qin Shen walking over, a bright smile appeared on his face.The two little feet, wearing pointed-toed shoes, bumped back and forth, running quickly towards Qin Shen, and when they were two meters away, they slammed on the brakes and stopped.

With his hands behind his back and his left foot on his right foot, he lowered his head in embarrassment, and the big-headed ghost said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, boss, I infected you with a cold and made you sick for so long."

"Why do you still keep it in your heart? I'm fine now." Qin Shen laughed. This was all about the Chinese New Year. Now half a year has passed, if the big head ghost didn't mention it, he would have forgotten it.

During the several visits during the Chinese New Year to now, it was not the big-headed ghost who got off the boat to communicate with Qin Shen. As for the reason, Qin Shen is not clear. After seeing this little man again after more than half a year, Qin Shen still misses him a little. Put the jigsaw puzzle on it into the big head ghost's pocket, "This is a jigsaw puzzle, you can play with it in your spare time, and I give it to you."

The big-headed ghost raised his head in surprise, his big eyes were filled with tears, "Wuuu, thank you boss, I haven't received a gift since I was born." He hugged the big box of puzzles tightly , rubbing his cheek against the box, "I will cherish it and put it in the most conspicuous place in my room."

Qin Shen, who sent out the hot potato, felt sorry for the big-headed ghost, and hurriedly bent over and said to him, "I'm sorry, big-headed ghost, because I don't want to keep the puzzle at home, and I want to use your hands to hide it."

The tears in the eyes fell down patter, and the big head ghost said with tears in his eyes, "Is the boss going back?"

"No, no, no." Qin Shen waved his hands quickly, at a loss, not knowing how to comfort the big-headed ghost.

The big-headed ghost laughed through his tears, rubbing the puzzle box contentedly, "Thank you boss, I will cherish it well."

"Well, as long as you like it." Seeing that he stopped crying, Qin Shen breathed a sigh of relief and said nothing more.He hurried over because he had something to ask the big-headed ghost, "Does Judge Cui have anything for me?"

The big-headed ghost blinked, and the remaining tears in the big eyes were blinked, "Let me think about it."

"it is good."

The big head ghost frowned, and thought for a while before he remembered, "Boss, wait a minute, I'll get it."

The big-headed ghost turned around and returned to the boat with the puzzle in his arms. When he came down, he was holding a letter lightly in his hand. Qin Shen accepted the letter in disappointment, and asked unwillingly, "Is that all?"

"There's more." The big-headed ghost untied a small gourd from his waist and handed it to Qin Shen, "It's the soup made by Granny Meng. Judge Cui asked me to bring it for you to taste."

Qin Shen, "..." He doesn't want to forget his past, he has no love, hatred, hatred or worries to forget.

"It's not the soup that the ghosts drink when they cross the Naihe Bridge and enter reincarnation, or the soup cooked by Meng Po. Her craftsmanship is very good. It is made of peach blossoms, peach fruits, and peach branches with rice soup. It tastes sweet and has..." Datougui frowned, thinking of suitable adjectives, and searched his mind. Suddenly, a word came out of his mouth, "happiness."

"The peach blossom soup made by Granny Meng has a taste of happiness. It's a pity, I guess I won't be able to drink it in the future?"

Opening the stopper of the small gourd, Qin Shen smelled the fresh and sweet fragrance. After smelling it, he felt that his troubles and exhaustion were all gone, and his whole body was filled with happiness. After hearing such a good peach blossom soup, Qin Shen regretted that Ask: "Why?"

"Because Po Meng's free soup is about to run out, and she's going to make a new one."

From the mouth of the big head ghost, Qin Shen heard a vivid world, which is on the other side of the Santu River, a world belonging to the dead.

There is a bridge named Naihe in the underworld, and there is an exquisite small house beside the Naihe bridge. There is a couple living in the small house. The wife is Meng Po, and the husband is called Meng Gong.Po Meng is good at cooking, and is best at making soup. She uses the fragments of the remnant souls floating in the ghosts and monsters, the rushing water of the Santu River, the other shore flowers growing beside the Sansheng Stone and the tears of all ghosts to make a pot of secret thick soup. The soup is Mengpo soup, which is jokingly called free soup by the underworld.

With a special big tripod, one pot can be used for 20 years.

Po Meng has a little habit of making soup, and she will taste it after she is done... But there is only one bottom left in the pot of Meng Po soup she is using now, and it is almost used up.

"This peach blossom soup was created by Granny Meng in the past 20 years. When she drinks the new free soup, she will forget about this recipe."

Qin Shen choked for a moment, there is such a miraculous operation, being her husband is still a bit miserable, every 20 years she has to let her know herself again.

Qin Shen said: "It's enough to write it down in the notebook. After she finishes making Mengpo soup, she can still make it."

"No, after tasting the free soup, Meng Po is like a new person, and all the past and future are forgotten, and it will be very difficult for her to find the soup she made before." The big-headed ghost looked at Qin Shen greedily. The little gourd in his hand, "So you are very lucky, boss, to be able to drink the last peach blossom soup."

Qin Shen also felt the same way, "Thank you for bringing it for me."

The big-headed ghost shyly held his big face, "What people should do, you gave me a gift, I can help you with some small things."

Qin Shen smiled, "But I still have to thank you."

"If there is wine in life, one must be drunk. How has a drop ever reached Jiuquan?"

A sad voice suddenly sounded beside the two of them. Qin Shen was taken aback. He looked up and saw a middle-aged man less than 1.7 meters tall standing next to him. The middle-aged man was wearing a white round-neck robe, waist She wears a black belt around her waist, and the black headband on her head is tilted, exposing her black and white hair.

The man has slender eyebrows and a long face, his cheeks are slightly sunken, stained with a slightly drunken red, his demeanor is not enough to describe his temperament, and his demeanor is far less than that of a fairy.

"Drunk lying on the battlefield Jun Moxiao, how many people have fought in ancient times?" A glass cup appeared in the man's hand like a magic trick, and it was filled with wine, "Come on, Mr. Cen, Dan Qiusheng, we are about to drink, don't stop drinking!" The gentleman drinks this cup to the full, and I will do it first as a respect."

The man tilted his head up and poured it into his mouth, the wine that was too late to swallow flowed down the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground, stained a little red.

This glass of wine was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The feet that stepped on the ground began to walk drunkenly, swaying and stumbling, and the drunk fell to the ground with a "paji" and uttered "hoo~hoo~" just like ancient poems Rhythmic purring.

Qin Shen was dumbfounded, "What's the situation?"

"Li Zuigui, don't pay attention to him, he is like this, he gets drunk wherever he goes, sleeps when he is drunk, and continues to drink when he wakes up." The big-headed ghost waved his small hand in front of his nose, disgusted by the strong smell of alcohol on Li Zuigui's body.

Qin Shen stretched out his trembling fingers and pointed at the snoring man on the ground, "What's his name Li?"

"Li Hei."

"..."

The big-headed ghost shrugged his shoulders, "It's not what you think. Poetry immortals become immortals with poetry and wine. They compose poems and drink wine in the Jiuchongtian, not in the ghost world. This Li Hei is a Luotuo who was born 100 years later than the poetic immortals." Scholar, he thinks that he is more talented than Li Bai, has seven orifices, and surpasses Pan An in appearance. His talent should be enshrined in the emperor's family, but his luck is not good. Scientific research. After death, I was unwilling, and thought that I was no worse than a poet, so I simply imitated the dress of a poet, talked about poetry every day, indulged in drinking, and forcibly turned myself into a big drunk."

"It's also pathetic."

"That's right." The big head ghost said: "But there are countless pitiful people in the ghost world, and he is just the most insignificant one among them."

Qin Shen looked at Li Hei. This was the first person to take a boat from the other side to this shore. If it wasn't for this person's arrival, he would have always thought that the ferry was a one-way ticket.

After thinking this way, Qin Shen also said so.

The big-headed ghost blinked and said, "Boss, don't you read the perpetual calendar?"

"Huh?" He really didn't look at it very much.

"Today is the Ghost Festival."

Qin Shen suddenly realized that the Ghost Festival is also called the ghost festival. It is said that on this day all the ghosts will be released from the underworld, allowing them to come to the underworld to meet their relatives.On this day, people will offer sacrifices to their ancestors. In Hongye Town, there is a tradition of going to graves to worship and burning scriptures and incense. Because Qin Shen's family never does it, he is not very sensitive about the arrival of this festival.

"It's completely different from ordinary people's imagination. The underworld will not really put ghosts in the yang world." The big-headed ghost took out a triangular pine nut candy from his small pocket, spread his palms and motioned Qin Shen to take one, "Boss , pine nut candy, it’s delicious. It’s made by veteran craftsmen who came to the ghost world, and the taste is traditional and authentic, and it must be different from what you eat in Yangjian.”

The big-headed ghost added, "I can guarantee that mortals will be fine if they eat it." Fearing that Qin would not believe it, he raised his fist and put it next to his temple, "I swear."

Putting aside his hesitation, Qin Shen, who was always kind and couldn't bear the pain of others, took a pine nut candy from the big head ghost and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste made his eyebrows fly, "It's really delicious."

The thing he likes has been recognized, and the big head ghost is also very happy. He bulged his cheeks while eating candy, and continued the unfinished topic just now. Only then can I come to the mortal world by ferry. Last year, the underworld was rectified, and all applications were rejected. This year, there was a ghost escape incident. Although the application was not rejected, the review was more stringent..."

Because the government has tightened the censorship system, many ghosts see no hope of returning to life, so they simply do not submit the application. Instead, it is cheaper for the ghosts who have the idea of ​​trying it out. Li Zuigui is one of them, and others have also disembarked one after another.

There were about twenty or so ghosts who disembarked. There were Wenxiu and lovely girls, men with sad faces, old women with red faces and full of expectations, and swordsmen who were serious and unsmiling... Qin Shen's gaze was caught by the swordsmen. However, I think this ghost looks familiar.

The swordsman noticed Qin Shen's gaze, nodded towards him, and walked up a few steps to pick up drunk Li, who was lying on the ground, as if he was carrying a little chicken.

After being treated like this, Li drunkard did not wake up, his paws were cup-shaped, and he said vaguely: "Deeper people go to silence. But the wall is illuminated and the solitary lamp reflects each other. The wine is already awake, how can I spend the night forever. Hehe, I hope I will not be drunk forever. Wake up, drink, pour the wine quickly, don't stop drinking, drink through the long night until dawn."

"I'm sorry." The swordsman pressed drunkard Li's flailing hand, and apologized to Qin Shen for his friend's gaffe.

Qin Shen said: "It's nothing, everyone go to the lobby to register."

Registering more than 20 guests who came to visit relatives from the ghost world, Qin Shen was very fast, and soon it was the swordsman's turn. The swordsman said, "Yang Weiting, a native of Shushan from the ghost world."

Qin Shen paused the pen in his hand, there is Shu Mountain in the underworld?

Yang Weiting said: "I found a hilltop in the countryside of Fengdu to set up Mount Shu on my own, set up the gate of the mountain, recruited disciples, and preached my sect's morality in the underworld."

Qin Shen. "..." Does Shu Shan know what you're doing?

It seemed that he had heard Qin Shen's heartfelt thoughts, and that he had found a perfect excuse for returning to Yang for the first time in decades after his death. I came back this time to explain to them specifically.”

"Have you recruited disciples in your Little Shu Mountain?"

Yang Weiting picked up the drunk man in his hand, and the drunk man smiled foolishly at Qin Shen, his expression suddenly changed, his smile disappeared, he lay on the bar counter and looked straight at Qin Shen, with his index finger stretched out to his mouth, "Shhh!"

Qin Shen took a step back. After experiencing the evil spirit, he hated this kind of pretentious behavior from the bottom of his heart.

Li drunkard "hush" again, and then said nervously: "I want to recite poetry."

Qin Shen: "..." The neurotic is about to come out of fright.

Li drunkard cleared his throat with a "cough cough", and when everyone was not prepared, he suddenly raised his head and chanted loudly: "...every time there is a red wave in the cup, the fragrance of flowers and wine is brewed together... startled and looked... ...The Chuantou Pavilion is on the beach. Well, I'm done reciting poems."

Li drunkard looked at Qin Shen shyly and expectantly.

Qin Shen blinked.

Yang Weiting reminded: "Please applaud the boss, thank you."

"Oh." Qin Shen raised his slap, slap, slap, dry applause rang three times.

Li Zuigui smiled contentedly, his head drooped suddenly, and he fell asleep again, and the snoring sound like reciting poetry sounded again.

It was the first time Qin Shen saw such a person with personality.Looking at Yang Weiting without words, "Thanks for your hard work, it's not easy to be such a master."

Apart from being serious, Yang Weiting said, "Fortunately, if you train (teach) slowly, dead wood can also become a pillar."

"come on."

Qin Shen registered the two masters and apprentices. The sun was already high in the sky, and it was time for lunch. He hesitated for a while, and put away the letter and peach blossom soup he got from the big-headed ghost. The drawer is locked, and after the meal, calm down and look at it with peace of mind.

Although the temperature in the inn is constant, the seasons are like spring, and the hot sun shines in the hot summer season, it still makes people feel hot from the bottom of their hearts.In this scorching hot season, eating big fish and meat is too greasy, and some simple and refreshing food is the most comfortable.Chicken breast meat is torn into strips, mixed with shredded green and red peppers, and mixed with fragrant but not spicy chili oil, appetizing and relieves greasy; okra is directly boiled, sprinkled with a little fine salt, and drizzled with homemade soy sauce, it is nutritious and healthy; The shredded jellyfish has been soaked to remove the bitterness of pickling, and the simple seasoning with oil and salt is delicious; when clams and winter melon meet, the freshness of the sea and the sweetness of the melon meat collide to create a pot of deliciousness, and a handful of green onions are sprinkled on the pot Eye-catching...

What I ate was oatmeal rice. Whole grains of oatmeal produced by Xuduyuan were cooked together with rice. Compared with soft and glutinous rice, oatmeal is slightly harder and has a small hard core. It requires more patience in chewing, but it can harvest more delicious.

There are also snacks after the meal, which are mung bean cake and lotus seed cake. The mung bean cake tastes a little cold, and the sweet and sour cranberries in it enrich the texture and taste.

Holding small snacks and a pot of iced passion fruit drink, Qin Shen didn't let Zhang Chenghai and Diudiu cling to him, and sat alone on the waterfront platform.

He took out the letter and the little gourd that the big-headed ghost gave him. He thought for a while and put the letter aside. First, he looked at the little gourd. It was very full.Open the stopper, and the fresh and sweet fragrance swarmed out and scrambled into the nasal cavity.

Qin Shen narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, all the uneasiness, uneasiness, and irritability in his mind disappeared, and the rest was full of happiness.

Smell twice, calm down.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Shen put the gourd on the ground. Qin Shen picked up the letter. The letter felt a little thick to the touch. The most common envelope, which resembled kraft paper, didn't feel special to the touch. On the seal was Qin Shen's personal seal.Tear off the seal, and take out seven or eight pieces of letter paper from the inside. The letter paper is inlaid with peach blossom petals. It is elegant flower paper with a strong peach blossom fragrance.

Qin Shen sneezed. The smell was too strong and not very good. He rubbed his nose and unfolded the letter paper.

Seeing the beginning of the letter, Qin Shen's eyes widened and his breathing became a little short. He never expected that this letter came from his own grandfather, Qin Zheng.

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Deep down, I am grandpa.

When you read this letter, you must have taken over the Wangxiang Inn. Are you still familiar with everything about the inn?It should be forgotten, the memory before the age of seven is sealed, how can you still remember, probably forget grandpa too.Those memories are related to your life experience. Grandpa can't say it yet. Once you say it, you will wake up. The time has not yet come. That "you" said that this life should be lived for one person.

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After reading the beginning, Qin Shen was at a loss. Could it be that there is another person hiding in his own body?Or did he have schizophrenia and split into another personality?

It's useless to think so much, it will only make himself more confused, he continued to look down.

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Shen Shen, don't think so much, the current you and that you are both you, there is no difference, just live a good life.Don't worry about what grandpa left behind in the glass pendant. Grandpa is willing to give a hundred years of freedom in exchange for the present. I live happily. There are bridges and rivers, countless past guests, and Your grandma, I feel very satisfied.

By the way, Shen Shen, you must keep in mind what that ray of spirit said, and grandpa will repeat it now.You are the one who is being followed by the Dao of Heaven, and you want to use the inn to deceive the sky, so you must not go out of the inn, as you will be struck by lightning if you go out, which runs counter to the original intention of "you".

So, don't go out!

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There were several other instructions in the letter. Qin Shen read them carefully, and the words were full of spirit. Looking at them, he could feel his grandfather's ardent love for him.

The writing is powerful, unhurried, relaxed and comfortable, and the arty flower paper also proves that grandpa lives a good life.

Qin Shen has always felt guilty because of the spirit mentioned in the glass pendant, "Grandpa traded a hundred years of freedom for a yin-yang talisman, and exchanged himself for 20 years to grow up safely."Thinking of grandpa, he can imagine—dark and damp deep underground caves, accompanied by snakes, rats and ants, who can’t see the light of day, and are tightly bound by iron chains as thick as arms—how miserable and dark it is, the more he thinks about it, the more terrible he is. I'm sorry grandpa.

Looking at the flower paper and reading the text, Qin Shen's heart was relieved.

Grandpa mentioned at the end of the letter that Qin Shen should not deliberately search for memories before the age of seven, and don't think about who he is. When the time comes, everything will be solved.

Grandpa wrote meaningfully at the end: "The 'you' sealed the memory in order to satisfy a person and satisfy one's own wishes, but do you feel satisfied now?"

Qin Shen murmured: "It's all doing this. It's fun to play tricks! Really, I won't play guessing games with you, anyway, no matter which one I am, I am me. Do you feel satisfied? Life is so easy, can you My lover is by my side, my beloved son is around my knees, my parents are healthy, my brothers are in harmony, and I am also running the only inn in the Three Realms, so I don’t feel satisfied.”

There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and Qin Shen was startled. He looked up at the sky, the sky was blue with fluffy white clouds, it didn't look like it was going to rain.

I guess I heard it wrong.

Because of this thunderbolt, Qin Shen felt his back was hairy and his buttocks seemed to have nails, and he couldn't sit still when he sat on the platform near the water.

He simply picked up the letter, picked up the snacks and drinks and went indoors.After walking a few steps, Qin Shen suddenly turned his head. The Qinghe River was clear and calm, the lotus flowers stood gracefully on the bank, and the green hills in the distance remained motionless. There was nothing but green mountains and green waters behind him.

Turning around, he took another two steps, with eyes following him like a shadow, staring at his back, Qin Shen quickened his pace and walked into the room, only then did his eyes disappear.

It's exactly the same as missing the "access control" time and being stared at by Tiandao.

With a wry smile, could it be that he can't even go outside in the future?

After putting away the envelope, Qin Shen took the empty cups and bowls to the kitchen, and Wang Lebin walked towards him, and he asked, "Are you satisfied?"

"Ah?" Wang Lebin was stunned when asked, "I'm not Manchu, I'm Han."

"Nothing, just pretend I didn't ask."

Watching the boss turn into the kitchen, Wang Lebin scratched his head and muttered, "Suddenly ask why my ethnicity is doing. Do the year-end assessments add points to minorities and raise wages? Nine-tailed foxes with three tails are rare enough. Are three-tailed people considered rare?"

Qin Shen didn't know that his words had aroused Wang Lebin's many speculations about the year-end evaluation. He walked around from the kitchen to the bar, stood still and looked at the situation in the lobby. Did he go to the wrong set?

"What is this scenario?"

"Boss, not long after you went in, this group of people with swords came in." Liu Niang replied to Qin Shen.

Qin Shen said, "Come to hold a meeting?"

"That's right, I just came over to ask if I have a bigger office. They are going to hold a seminar on whether it is feasible to set up distribution in Shushan in the underworld. But I said no, the biggest place of our inn is the lobby, and then the yard inside."

"It's impossible for them to fill the lobby with noisy people like this, it will affect business too much." Qin Shen has sharp eyes, found Yang Feng in the crowd, and beckoned for him to come over.

There are at least fifty Shushan swordsmen in the hall, including gray-haired old men, hairy children who are not as tall as adults' waists, handsome young men with wide sleeves and deep clothes, and graceful girls with palace skirts. With a long sword on his back, justice is awe-inspiring, like a famous family in a martial arts movie holding a meeting decently, and all of them are heroes who "shout when they see injustice, and take action when it is time to do so".

There are familiar faces among so many heroes, Yang Feng.Yang Weiting was standing next to him, the two of them looked alike, they looked like a family.

No wonder Qin Shen felt that Yang Weiting's strange face was familiar. Standing together, it was easy to see the magic of the blood relationship.

Yang Feng did not come to see Qin Shen alone. He also came with a graceful lady who was under forty years old. The lady had a proper polite smile on her face, giving the impression that she was just smiling, but she was not It doesn't have to be joy from the heart.

Slightly cupping her hands, the woman saluted Qin Shen.

Yang Feng fell half a step behind the woman, bowing deeply and saluting.

Qin Shen asked with his eyes what was going on.

Yang Feng introduced Qin Shen, "Boss Qin, this is real Yuxian, the current head of our Shushan School."

Qin Shen nodded, "Good morning, Sect Leader."

"Boss Qin is good. It's better to be famous than to meet each other. The Wangxiang Inn is really magical. Boss Qin is really handsome and extraordinary." Yuxian's real voice is not clear, but it is a bit hoarse and dull compared to other women. The tone is slow, and it is full of superior style, but the tone is gentle, and the superiority of this kind of famous school is not very annoying.

"Congratulations to the head." Qin Shen scanned the lobby, and there were already people who fought because of disagreements. They drew their swords at each other, and they were holding the tables and chairs of the Wangwangxiang Inn as a training platform. The teapot and water cup placed on it were smashed to the ground.Qin Shen said in a cold voice: "Wangxiang Inn opens its doors for business, and welcomes all guests from all over the world, but guests are also requested to stop in moderation."

Now that Qin Shen misses Guo Yue, the tall and rough man stands here, his eyes wide open, and he can frighten many young people with a flower stand, to see who else dares to behave wildly in the inn.

There is no need to dispatch Liu Niang, a weapon of mass destruction.

Master Yuxian smiled apologetically, "Boss, please don't take offense, they are all rough and rough juniors who don't know how to restrain themselves."

The insincerity of the apology, the insincerity of the blame, and the superior attitude caused Qin Shen to frown and Liu Niang to snort coldly.

Yang Feng wanted to speak anxiously behind the real person Yuxian, but she stopped him. The real person said in a still gentle but irrefutable tone: "Young people, don't be impatient. Don't you forget the first lesson of respecting the teacher?"

With a double entendre, real Yuxian is not just talking about Yang Feng.

Yang Feng pursed his lips, risking disobedience to his elders and said, "Master, the rules of the inn are the most important thing."

Daoist Yuxian smiled softly, "It's also a rule to respect teachers and orthodoxy."

"Heh." It was the first time Qin Shen saw someone who was still putting on airs at the Wangxiang Inn.Since the apology is insincere, don't blame him for being rude, "Master, Wangxiang Inn Wangxiang Inn's rules are not for your Shushan hall to quarrel at will. If you want to hold a seminar, please go out. Go out and turn right, and go to a lot of places in the town. But, with me, you have to be quiet for me, and those who open the room open the room, eat and eat, and do other things. Otherwise..."

"Then what do you want to do?" A powerful man came in. He was very tall and mighty. He was a head taller than Qin Shen and twice as strong. The long sword pointed directly at Qin Shen, "Shu Mountain has stood for thousands of years. It is the oldest cultivation sect in the world. There have been several powerful people who have stepped through the void and ascended to become gods. The yellow-haired child has nothing to hide, saying that the Shushan Great Hall It's a vegetable market, insulting the Holy Land, it's ridiculous, watch me strike a sword, let you know what it means to pay for your actions."

The sword stabbed out, faster than everyone's reaction.

Yang Feng only had time to shout, "Brother, don't want it."

"Boom—"

A bolt of lightning on the barrier struck down through the roof of the inn, hitting the senior brother right in the middle.

Bang Dang, the sword fell to the ground.