The heavens started from the Sun Moon God Religion

Chapter 134 Inn
Wangbei Town.

The town protrudes beyond the border pass. To the south is the pass, and to the north is an endless grassland. Many merchants traveling between the outside and inside the pass stop here to rest.

Ping An Inn is the largest inn in the town. Not only are the accommodation conditions the best, but the name is even more extraordinary.

There are many bandits outside the customs, and there are endless gangsters and swordsmen. The word "peace" in the name of the inn is enough to make the businessmen and charlatans spend a few extra taels of silver here.

If nothing else, it’s just a good bonus.

It snowed continuously all day and night. The snow on the official road was enough to trap horses and bury people. Many merchants who were blocked by the snow stopped at the Ping'an Inn, making the inn extremely crowded and lively.

In the restaurant in front of the row house of the inn, the freshly fried dishes were steaming. A jar of yellow rice wine was taken out of the wine cellar. When the seal was opened, the aroma of the wine suddenly overflowed.

In the copper basins on both sides, the charcoal fires were burning red, emitting waves of heat, adding a bit of liveliness to the already hot atmosphere in the inn.

Between more than a dozen dining tables, big men wearing sheepskin coats came and went from time to time. Some drank a few glasses of wine and couldn't help but talk loudly when they were drunk. Some even deliberately opened their chests and exposed the scars crisscrossing their bodies to show their faces. The person at the same table told me about the origin of his scar.

Jingle Bell……

At this moment, a crisp sound of wind chimes reached everyone's ears.

At first, no one cared much about which family's children were playing, but as the sound of the wind chimes got louder and closer, some of the diners finally noticed something unusual.

Although the sound of the wind chimes was crisp, it seemed to be mixed with the sound of other metal and iron sounds, like many weapons colliding together, and the sound was a bit harsh and heart-stopping.

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Horses neighed on the street outside the inn, and someone followed the sound, and a carriage stopped at the door of the inn.

The strange thing is that there is no one driving the horse on the carriage shaft. What is even more surprising is that in such a snowy day, there are still people who dare to ride on the road.

Aren't you afraid of falling into a snow nest?
The shopkeeper next to the counter winked, and the waiter standing at the door looked up at the snowflakes falling like goose feathers, frowned, and finally opened the door and walked out.

Wading through the knee-deep snow, the waiter shivered unconsciously and said shiveringly: "Does the customer want to stay in the hotel?"

While he was talking, he glanced at the tinkling wind chimes, and then he was horrified.

There are several weapons hanging beside the wind chime, but some of these weapons are intact, some have been broken, and there are even half of the gun head. There are a few strings of ice skates hanging from the red tassels on the gun head, and dark red blood can be seen faintly inside.

"Stay in store!"

Jiu said calmly as the carriage moved inland, then he opened the curtain, jumped up, flew several feet in the air, and landed directly at the door of the hotel.

"It's so easy!"

"What an awesome light work!"

Someone in the restaurant exclaimed.

Lu Jiu raised his hand casually, and a ray of cold light flew towards the waiter like a flying star. The waiter, who had no martial arts skills, shrank in fear.

Bang!

There was just a soft sound and something fell on the frame.

The waiter opened his eyes and saw that it was a piece of silver.

"Take good care of the horses for me and feed them some good fodder." Lu Jiu ordered and then opened the thick cotton curtain and entered the restaurant.

The waiter with a happy face bowed hurriedly and led the carriage towards the backyard.

Jingle Bell……

"what?"

The wind chimes rang again, and at this time, a fat man with a purple face in the restaurant glanced outside and suddenly let out a light sigh.

"Brother, what's wrong?" someone at the same table asked.

The purple-red-faced fat man pointed to the half of the gun head hanging on the carriage outside the door, and said: "That gun head looks very similar to the flying dragon gun in the hands of Lord Ling of Heiyun Village!
You see, there are flying dragon patterns engraved on the tip of the gun, as well as the hanging blade on the gun head, and the flying dragon gun... No!That's Ling Fengye's flying dragon gun! "

As he said that, the fat man with purple face looked at Lu Jiu who was slowly walking in in shock. "Brother, did you see it wrong?"

"Although Heiyunzhai is not far from Wangbei Town, Third Master Ling is a master at No. 19 in the weapon spectrum. With a flying dragon gun, he has beaten all invincible players in the world. How could his flying dragon gun be here?
What's more, it's still half a gun! "

"wrong!"

"More than just the flying dragon gun!"

The purple-faced fat man suddenly shouted, attracting the attention of all the people in the restaurant and vendors.

"That broken knife...is Leijiabao's Leijiabao!"

"That sheathed long sword is the Snow Snow Sword of Snow Mountain Villa!"

"And the judge's pen..."

……

With these words, everyone's eyes couldn't help but look through the window at the carriage in the yard. There were so many weapons hanging on a carriage?

"The Lei Family Sword ranked No. 14 in the Weapon Chart! The Snow Wind Sword No. 16! The Flying Dragon Spear No. 19..."

"This……"

The further he went on, the man's purple-red face turned as white as a layer of white snow. He glanced nervously at Lu Jiu, who was sitting on a table at the door. The fear and horror in his eyes were very obvious.

"Zhuge escort chief?"

Someone on the side asked: "You said that the carriages are hung with weapons from the weapons catalogue."

……

"That's right!"

The purple-faced fat man did not answer, but Lu Jiu smiled calmly: "It's a pity that there are not many masters in Bianguan, and the most powerful one in martial arts is the Thunder Eagle of Leijiabao.

But, that Thunder Eagle is also useless, he can't even catch my three swords!

As for the Flying Dragon Spear, it is very famous. Although I only practiced one spear skill, I was able to break the Flying Dragon Spear and Ling Fengye's chest with one shot.

From this point of view, this person is probably not worthy of his name. I don't know whether Bai Xiaosheng, who arranged the weapon list, does not know martial arts or has inaccurate information, so he would rank such a person at No. 19 in the weapon list. "

As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at Lu Jiu, some with disdainful smiles, thinking that Lu Jiu was bragging; some with cold sweats from fear like a fat man with a purple face; some looked curious, as if they wanted to learn from Lu Jiu's appearance and demeanor. I can see some of Lu Jiu’s inheritance or origins...

"Little Er! Serve the wine!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Jiu shouted, which made the shopkeeper behind the counter tremble.

Not long after, steaming dishes and a jar of wine were served.

Different from the inferior rice wine, the wine on Lu Jiu's table was clear and clear. Just by smelling it, a strong aroma of wine hit his nostrils.

"Sir, this is the snow spirit that the shop has been collecting for ten years! It is brewed from the snow on the top of Yunlong Mountain hundreds of miles away and Jinya rice from the south of the Yangtze River. It is also mixed with Laoshan ginseng from outside the customs. .

This kind of wine is not only strong, but also nourishes qi and blood. It is most suitable to drink on such a snowy day! "The shopkeeper boldly poured a bowl for Lu Jiu while introducing him.

Lu Jiu had already developed a habit of this kind of deliberate flattery in Xiaoao World.

He casually took out a gold ingot from his pocket and threw it to the shopkeeper. Lu Jiu said, "Go prepare a room for me!"

"Got it!"

Lu Jiu took a sip of snow liquor, and a spicy taste rushed straight into his brain. However, after swallowing it, a wave of heat rose in his body, dissipating the coldness of driving dozens of miles in the wind and snow.

As for what the shopkeeper said about replenishing qi and blood, of course there is no such thing. When his martial arts skills have reached the level of Lu Jiu, even eating raw ginseng will not add half of his qi and blood, let alone drinking it. Made some wine.

(End of this chapter)