Full-time protagonist information entry [Quick Pass]

"I heard that the one on the top of Qianshan has come down?"

"Oh, that's right, Ren Bai Xiaosheng's disciple saw it with his own eyes, but...then he couldn't see it anymore."

The person who asked the question gasped, and exclaimed in a low voice: "You can't see it later?"

"No, it's all written in the strange news of the world, the leader frowned sternly, and said solemnly, are you poking your own eyes, or..."

"Little brother?"

The young man in green shirt shook his hand in front of Xiao Er who was listening in a daze: "You're back to your senses, big brother."

I was listening vigorously, but was suddenly interrupted, Xiao Er dissatisfied: "What are you talking about, who is your brother... Oh, it turns out to be a young hero, oh, there is also a hero, look at me, I don't want to fight."

Xiao Er gave himself a light slap, bowed his waist slightly, and said flatteringly: "You two knights, do we want to be top-notch or stay in a hotel?"

Nan Zisui witnessed Xiaoer's superb face-changing skills with his own eyes, and he couldn't turn his mind around: "Eat, eat."

"A catty of beef, a pot of sake, and two bowls of plain noodles." Master Lin slowly took out a piece of broken silver and put it on the table and cabinet: "Please hurry up, we have to hurry."

Seeing that they didn't make trouble for him, Xiao Er led the two of them to sit down, and yelled at the back kitchen: "One catty of beef and one pot of wine, two bowls of noodles, let's put it in the pot~"

After the back kitchen made the sound of knocking on the pot, Xiao Er hurriedly wiped the table with the sweat towel on his shoulder: "The meat is ready-made, and the little ones will be served to the guest officer first."

Master Lin nodded his head noblely, took out another piece of broken silver and put it on the table: "Please trouble little brother."

The little second brother got broken silver and smiled, became more attentive, and trotted back and forth to work.

When the second brother went away with all his stuff, Nan Zisui couldn't help but look around.On the left and right sides of the spacious first floor, there are neatly arranged square tables. There is a muffled man eating wine at the next table. Outside the two tables are three middle-aged men in bunt sabers. The discussion heard before is from that side. of……

"Eat, and have to go on the road at night." Lin Xiwu said indifferently, the youngsters who have left the teaching obviously see everything as novelty, and according to the current speed, it is uncertain when they will be able to arrive at the branch teaching.

As soon as Nan Zisui looked back from the beard next to him, he saw the goatee of the person opposite, with the root of the beard still stained, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him twirl it off.

"Nanziwu, why don't you shave this beard, it's still getting in the way if you look old, didn't you hear that little boy calling me a young hero and calling you a hero?"

Lin Xiwu smiled indifferently, took a sip of the wine, and sighed leisurely, "I'm old, I'm old."

Nan Zisui gave him a piece of meat with a blank expression: "What's not old?"

Master Lin stuffed the meat into his mouth, puffed his cheeks and pointed to the fine lines at the end of his eyes: "I'm getting old."

Nan Zisui sneered, and emphasized viciously: "Not old!"

The innocent leader Lin said: "It was you who thought I was old first."

Nan Zisui put down his chopsticks and stood up abruptly, facing the familiar face, he slapped the table angrily: "Xiao Er!"

Hearing someone yelling, Xiao Er yelled in response, trotted down the stairs: "What's the matter, sir?"

After waiting for a long time, the two heroes in green shirts did not say a word, one was standing and the other was sitting, just staring at each other, which made him feel chilly all over, his heart was filled with fear, and he froze to the side, not daring to move. .

"Stay in the hotel! Hmph!" Nan Zisui rolled his eyes, picked up his little baggage, and walked upstairs without looking back.

Xiaoer looked hesitantly at the sitting hero: "This..."

Master Lin lowered his head and smiled, took out a piece of broken silver and threw it on the table, and told Xiao Er: "Two high-end rooms, boil more hot water."

Glancing at the slow-moving young man walking ahead, he added, "Make another bowl of plain noodles and send it to his room."

On the boring journey, you can also amuse your son to relieve boredom.

The cheeky man sitting with his back to them heard the movement behind him disappear, turned around in a daze and took a look, but was caught off guard and shivered violently.When I turned around, there was still a dazzling green of bean worms in front of my eyes.

He hurriedly took a sip of wine, and after recovering, he stood up cheerfully with the wine jar in his hand, and greeted him with his tongue out: "Do you want a drink?"

Lin Xiwu raised his eyelids slightly, and didn't want to talk to the drunk, but when he saw the man's beard, he became interested, and nodded to him: "Sit."

This is probably the sympathy between beard and beard.

Zhao Hu's face turned red, and he took a sip of wine: "My name is Zhao Ming, what's my old name?"

The big tongue was struggling to listen, Lin Xiwu frowned slightly, poured a glass of wine mixed with hangover medicine and handed it over: "Nanziwu."

Zhao Hu waved his hands at the small wine glass in disdain, got up unsteadily, took a large bowl from the table next to him, pointed to the bowl, and patted the wine jar: "I'm so old that I hate this, w-this."

"..."

Hierarch Lin picked up the bowl dumbfounded, refilled the wine and mixed it with medicine, and handed it to him: "My brother respects you."

Zhao Hu laughed twice, drank it all in one gulp, and raised his thumb to Dou Chongqing in front of him: "It's so fierce."

After drinking the spicy wine, he shivered from the ice, his chaotic head instantly cleared up, and he could even see the blurred face of the other party.

Lin Xiwu looked at the bearded man with a smile, shook his head, blinked again, and took a sip of his wine slowly: "Brother sober?"

Zhao Hu scratched his head and smiled embarrassingly: "Sober, sober."

"If you have any troubles, you can tell me. It is fate to meet by chance. Maybe I can help you relieve your worries, brother."

He looked softly at this strong man who seemed to have gone through ups and downs and had a bitter life.

Feeling warm and drunk from being stared at by these eyes, Zhao Hu took a sip of wine from the side of the wine jar: "It's too hypocritical to say it, but... where did you get your bean worm green robe, bro, oh, it's really eye-catching. "

The corner of Master Lin's mouth twitched a few times, and he lowered his head and sighed: "I bought it in the shop, my son likes it."

I think back to the day when I went down the mountain, he and his son were both white robes and black horses, so chic.Until, Nan Zisui saw the words "green shirt and white horse" in the script.

Zhao Hu stared in surprise and said, "It was your son who went upstairs just now?"

Seeing the other party nodding in agreement, he hooked his lips and teased: "I thought you were uncles and nephews."

The other party seemed to be standing tall, although the goatee beard was extended, which made him look calmer, but upon closer inspection, his face was still a little immature, especially his eyes, which were too clear.

Master Lin, who was stared at in a daze, stroked his beard calmly, muttering in his heart that he would let him watch, and the breeze blows on both sides of the strait.

"I have a son too."

The smile on Zhao Hu's face fell, he pursed his lips, drank the remaining wine in the altar in one gulp, and gestured at the table: "It's about this tall, the little guy is very stable on horseback."

Lin Xiwu called Xiao Er to put away the table, and then served two jars of sorghum wine: "You don't have to worry about such a big boy, he can run, jump, and talk back."

Zhao Hu nodded in agreement, and suddenly his eyes turned red with a smile: "I also have a woman who likes Luo Jinyun's embroidery. She also likes green, especially emerald green. She said, your kind is bean worm green."

Leader Lin raised a bowl to him: "Madam Zhao must be very gentle."

Zhao Hu touched bowls with him with a smile, shook his head and nodded again: "She is only gentle with her own family, but she is extremely fierce with others."

"I'm an incompetent person. With a few kung fu passed down from my ancestors, I opened a small bodyguard agency to make a living. As long as I'm close to home, all the officials in the world will go."

After finishing speaking, he drank again in a sullen manner.

Lin Xiwu lowered his eyes and picked up the wine bowl and took a sip: "It's good to be close to home."

Zhao Hu rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "I'm not afraid of my brother's ridicule. I will go with the escorts of the cult. Over the years, the addition of the Zhengdao League and the official Daoists is only half of the cult's."

Leader Lin was a little curious: "Why? Are you not afraid of the cult's notoriety?"

Zhao Hu sneered, and took out a sign from his arms, with a mountain engraved on it: "The cult does not accept credit, and the darts are stable. Half of the bandits intercepting the darts are members of the cult, and the other half turn around and run away when they hear the name." , Occasionally meet a few young people from the Zhengdao League, and I don’t need to take action, the congregation can solve it by themselves.”

Of course he could see that the sign was his own, and it was engraved with the top of his own hill, so he smiled guiltyly: "It's different from what I heard."

Zhao Hu laughed: "My mother-in-law said that some things can't just be heard, you have to see with your eyes and feel with your heart."

Gently wiped the wine off his beard with his sleeve, and he continued: "The last time the darts of Zhengdaomeng went is the destination of Xun City, we have already calculated that when we arrive there at the beginning of June, it happens to be the flowering season of Xun City." , the mountains and plains outside the city are full of flowers, they are so beautiful, brother, you really should go and see them.”

"Really?"

The unique hoarse voice of a young man sounded beside him, and Zhao Hu was shocked for a moment, and when he saw another Dou Chongqing with his head turned, he secretly laughed at his fuss.

"Young people are awesome, my brother."

"Uncle Zhao praised you, thank you?" He patted the stool next to him with a smile, signaling his son to sit down.

Nan Zisui sat down obediently next to him with the unfinished script, with crooked eyebrows and a sly smile: "Thank you Uncle Zhao, are there any flowers in Xingcheng now?"

Zhao Hu looked at the two green bean worms dangling in front of his eyes, and rubbed his eyes: "Uncle Zhao doesn't know, but at this time, Luo Jinyun has the most embroidered patterns, and there are many green robes, so you can pick and choose. "

Suddenly seeing the scriptbook in the young man's hand, Zhao Hu stroked his beard and laughed: "The title of the book can't be called Qianshan, can it? She holds this and whispers it in the ears of Axu and me all day long, that's annoying. I still remember it until now, it talks about the little leader and..."

"Ah, Uncle Zhao, I respect you." Nan Zisui's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly interrupted what the other party was about to say.

Zhao Hu happily took the drink: "My mother-in-law wrote this book, don't read it, it has no ending."