The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

Lan Xishu shifted his eyes to follow the mouse and shook his shoulders to put on his robe sleeves. He stared at the mouse's face closely. The left side of the mouse's thin cheek was a little swollen, with nosebleeds everywhere, and his upper lip was also swollen. Fatty beat him up, the mouse looked expressionless, no one looked at him, he walked around the crocodile-mouthed Ge Da in silence, and put the robe and boots in his arms on the corner of the kang.

Two pairs of boots, a mink velvet gown with a slanted front, and even some Confucian trousers. The mouse shook the snow on it and carefully arranged them.

The demon came in like a dominatrix on the hind legs.

"What's going on? Who the hell did it!" Lan Xishu's anger was on his forehead, his veins were about to burst, he didn't yell at the mouse, he snarled at the little demon with an angry expression on his face Opened: "Little demon! What did that grandson do?"

Lan Xishu is like a super big firecracker that catches fire today, and he is still a second kicker.

"Who the hell is bullying our brother! Little monster! There are still people who dare to shoot stabs at your door! Guting Inn is not going to hang out in Liangzhen." Ge Da feared that the world would not be chaotic, and followed suit to add fuel to the fire .

The little demon clattered and gestured to tell the story again.

But on the way back from shopping, Mouse and Xiaoyao met three tartars, one of them was a black bear and Xiaoyao started to play with each other, and Mouse stopped him. Needless to say, Mouse's small body was almost not dismantled!

Fortunately, a tartar passed by and saw that it was a little demon, and hurriedly pulled away the black bear who caused the trouble.

"That black bear is not from Liangzhen, no one in Liangzhen dares to be unreasonable to me!" Xiao Yao added at the end.

"Where is he now?" Lan Xishu glared at Xiao Yao viciously.

"Nanguai entered a yurt." The little demon also puffed up his chest.

"Mouse! Let's go!" Lan Xishu raised his eyelids gloomily, wiped himself and picked up Fu Lian in the corner, and left the house like a whirlwind. The arm of the goblin.Ge Da then whispered something in Xiao Yao's ear, Xiao Yao blinked and nodded viciously.

The wind and snow swirled around the entrance of the Guting Inn, raising snow smoke, the snow particles hit the face sorely, Lan Xishu flew onto the horse, and the healthy horse smelled the murderous spirit carried by Lan Xishu, and it kicked its hooves excitedly Kicked his neck and neighed, ready to have fun: "Mouse! Lead the way!"

Mouse Cat got on his horse and rushed out of the Guting Inn first without saying a word.

In Liangzhen, mouths are used for eating and drinking, while in Liangzhen knives and fists are used for reasoning.

Not far to the west and turning south, there is a painted yurt that is half new and not old, with five or six horse stakes and healthy horses kicking.It was more lively inside, bursts of bursts of laughter came out.

The mouse reined in its horse and turned to look at Lan Xishu and nodded.

Lan Xishu signaled the mouse to back off, and Lan Xishu bent over the horse and pulled out a string of crossbow arrows from his girdle, and raised his hand at the yurt, without even aiming, whoosh!Boom!The arrowheads of dark fine iron sank into the inner lining of the yurt and supported the skeleton, and the tough yurt trembled partially, and the arrow cluster trembled slightly.

Lan Xishu knocked on the door fiercely in his own way!

The shouting and laughing inside stopped abruptly, and then there were swearing Tartars coming out of the yurt, pushing and shoving five or six times, all of them blushing and thick-necked, looking half-drunk, the leader one was still fierce, his eyes wide open. He was stupefied, his feet were fluttering, his mouth was full of meat, he looked disgusting, he was just a big black guy, Lan Xishu turned his head to look at the mouse, and the mouse nodded.

Lan Xishu sat on the horse coldly.

Hei Xiong didn't know Lan Xishu, he touched his bald forehead and shook his pig's head to read Lan Xishu for a long time, wondering, when he looked behind Lan Xishu, the mouse understood, screamed strangely, shook his head and talked to the tartar behind him In Mongolian, the tartar behind pointed at Lan Xishu and laughed wantonly.

The black bear with a big mouth that was smeared with grease, and staring at the copper bell eyes with black eyes and less white eyes came towards Lan Xishu, and while drunkenly stepped forward with ring legs, he gestured at Lan Xishu, intending to order Lan Xishu Dismount and speak.

Lan Xishu twitched the corners of his eyes that were clouded with mist, lifted his legs and dismounted gracefully, flicked the reins on the saddle, and lightly patted the horse's back with his hand, the horse snorted and kicked to the side.

With one hand behind his back, Lan Xishu approached the black bear step by step with his feet creaking. The black bear's left hand suddenly dropped a section of horsewhip, and the tip of the whip flapped in a circle on the snow.

A few more Tartars got out of the yurt and whistled to watch.

Lan Xishu walked very slowly and gracefully, one step at a time.

The black bear bared its teeth, and kept nodding its pig's head with its tongue slipping through its protruding gums.

Lan Xishu gritted his back molars, and stood three steps away from the black bear. With a movement of his shoulders and elbows, the string of crossbow arrows on his back pointed straight at the grinning black bear. Just as the black bear was stunned, Lan Xishu's arms drooped. He didn't see what was going on, but the black bear's whip suddenly dropped, and was nailed to the snow by the arrows of Lan Xishu's crossbow like a dead snake.

The black bear didn't react. Just as he staggered, Lan Xishu followed. The elbow of his right hand, which was covered with arrows, slammed against the black bear's chin. As soon as the black bear brushed against Lan Xishu's shoulder with its teeth and claws, it fell backwards. Knocking on Lan Xishu, he mustered all his strength and made a ruthless hand, the tip of the black bear's tongue almost broke!

The black bear let out a strange cry of stealing and scalding its mouth, Lan Xishu bullied himself and went in again, grabbed the black bear's collar and hooked his feet, the black bear completed the left half circle and the right half circle in one go, and finally the dog ate shit and stuck his head into the snow .

Lan Xishu didn't turn his head back, and the one behind him was a rat.

Lan Xishu is too fast. From slowly dismounting the horse to coming to the black bear in slow motion, from the moment he shoots off the black bear's whip with an arrow, there is a rapid rain without a transition. When the black bear reacts, The rat came up to the second round of stinky beatings, and when the onlookers reacted, they rushed forward with a groan. Lan Xishu suddenly held up his arms and flew back and forth with arrows. Lan Xishu's continual crossbow arrows rushed forward, causing commotion in a small area. At this time, the mouse stopped, the black bear was full of blood and black eyes, and the mouse paid the bill with interest.

Another six or seven Tartars crowded out of the yurt, and suddenly there was a rush of horses and hooves, and the little demon screamed and screamed.

Lan Xishu raised his arms and faced all the stern-eyed Tartars without turning his head. Listening to the movement, there were no less than two No. 30 people behind the little demon.

Lan Xishu already knew that Ge Da was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and because of the little demon, it would be unreasonable if the people from the Guting Inn did not show up.

Except for the black bears, many Tatars knew Xiao Yao, and a few people with black fungus knew Lan Xishu. The scene was controlled for a while, and no one dared to stretch their arms and sleeves and rush forward.

"You pig bear!" The little demon came late, seeing that the black bear was beaten to the ground, it wasn't over yet, and it only came up with two boots.

Ha Mu got off his horse and yelled at the Tartars opposite Lan Xishu not to act rashly. He patted Lan Xishu on the shoulder, and Lan Xishu put down his arrows.

"Third Young Master Lan! Brother, you are so quick!" Ha Mu praised.

"That's right! Don't we buddies dare to come out to mess around without two brushes?" Ge Da gasped for Lan Xishu.

Lan Xishu pulled his lips into a smile, and when he saw the people from the Guting inn, he accepted it as soon as he saw it, threw the arrows to the mouse, and clapped his hands: "I don't see two kinds of people in my life, one is a man who bullies girls, One is the person who bullies my brother, who does not distinguish between men and women!"

Hamu laughed out loud, and the little demon approached Lan Xishu with a bubbling snot and twitched a boot.

There was a rush of horseshoes, black fungus and Hua Nu suddenly came in, seeing Hamu's face change, especially Hua Nu's nose was crooked when he saw the little demon leaning against Lan Xi and beaming with joy.