The best waste god

"Of course, otherwise, no matter how high her martial arts are, she will not be able to stand up to the sky!" Nangong Haotian ignored Shangguan Xiaowan and interjected on his own.

"Since there are so many people, it is not enough for three thatched huts, but for two tile-roofed houses to accommodate at least one large manor house!" Shangguan Xiaowan continued without stopping, ignoring Nangong Haotian's words .

Chu Meng praised: "Sister Xiaowan made a good judgment. If there is a large villa in the mountainous area, it will be easier to find it when looking for it."

Shangguan Xiaowan nodded and continued: "What I'm afraid of now is that the woman in purple is not in Tuo Tuo Mountain, or even though she is in the mountain, it will be difficult if she is not a leader..."

Liu Qianwen said suddenly: "It's really like what Sister Xiaowan said, there is a huge organization in the mountains, or a vast house, and the bartenders in Linhu and the waiters must all know..."

Gutou said solemnly: "Although those people know that if it is an organization of remnants and tyrannical people, those people may not dare to speak out!"

This is a talk from experience, Shangguan Xiaowan and the others all agreed and said yes.

However, Aunt Shan said disapprovingly: "Although those people dare not say anything, we can tell from their suspicious faces."

Shangguan Xiaowan applauded, and then urged: "Okay, let's get on the horse!"

Therefore, Liu Qianwen and the others went to their own horses, jumped onto the saddles, and continued to gallop forward, still lined up.

Nangong Haotian looked at the crowd leaving in Juechen, he couldn't help touching the tip of his nose helplessly, and said: "Qianwen, Linger, Binger, Menger... I'm so kind to you, yet you are still It really hurts me to gang up on bullying me!"

Just when Nangong Haotian underestimated in a low voice, he heard a sound of horseshoes coming from the front, and then a beautiful figure appeared, it was Zhao Linger.

Nangong Haotian was overjoyed, he hurried up to greet him, opened his arms, and said, "Ling'er, it's still you, I know you care about me the most!"

"I'm here to pass on a message, sister Xiaowan said, if you don't leave, there will be no food for today!" After finishing speaking, Zhao Ling'er turned the horse's head around again, and galloped away, leaving only Nangong Haotian standing there stunned, He didn't even notice that his body was covered in dust.

"I..." Nangong Haotian pointed at the direction where Zhao Linger disappeared, he was speechless for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "You guys are ruthless!"

Immediately, he got on the horse and vented all his anger on the horse. After a burst of whips, the horse galloped away, leaving an earth dragon behind.

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As he galloped forward, he gradually saw the ridges and corners of the roof among the dense trees.

Nangong Haotian, Shangguan Xiaowan and others traveled along the way, and occasionally saw yurts temporarily built by nomadic Mongolians, but most of the villages and towns were tile-roofed houses and thatched huts.

There are still one or two miles left, and people can already be seen on the street, and there are many pedestrians in twos and threes, as if they are catching up with the trading market.

Looking at the edge of the tree shade, I found that the forest is a very prosperous street with many shops and dense street vendors.

However, Nangong Haotian and the others also discovered an unusual phenomenon, that is, there were especially many martial arts figures carrying weapons in groups of three or four.

Due to the sparsely populated areas outside the Great Wall, sometimes two villages and towns are separated by hundreds of miles, and news is often delayed. If there is no trade between A and B, town B will not get news from town A.

When they arrived at the intersection, the eight people changed into two roads and rode forward, while Chu Meng automatically retreated behind Nangong Haotian's horse, letting Shangguan Xiaowan and Nangong Haotian go forward.

Sure enough, there were quite a few people on the street, and half of them were martial arts heroes in strong clothes and swords.

Among these characters, some are tall and burly, some are thin and short, some have heads like wheat buckets, and some have tiger heads and swallow foreheads. It seems that many of them are heroes of the Mongolian, Tibetan and Hui ethnic groups.

As soon as Nangong Haotian and others entered the street, of course they immediately attracted the attention of the people all over the street, and the hustle and bustle of discussion suddenly fell silent.

Fortunately, not far from the street, there is a Che Ma Da Inn that also operates a restaurant. Since the signboard says Yanbei Laolong Inn, we know that it was opened by Han people.

The shop boys under the door of the shop, when they saw Nangong Haotian and others, also stepped forward to greet them with smiles.

Nangong Haotian looked at Shangguan Xiaowan and said, "Is this the only one?"

Shangguan Xiaowan turned to the people behind her and said, "Let's stay here!"

So, everyone left Nangong Haotian, got off their horses one after another, and the shop boy led them into the shop.

Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose, and finally followed.

Choosing a single house and ordering wine were all Aunt Shan's affairs in the past, but now that the old man has come, all the trivial matters are taken care of by the old man, and Aunt Shan is also happy to relax.

The eight people chose a large courtyard with four rooms and one hall in the back shop, and the dust was clean, and there were three shop boys serving them.

After cleansing the face, they sat down and drank tea. Everyone felt that it was no different from staying in a hotel in Central Plains.

The old man ordered the good food and wine on the table, and the three shop boys bowed and asked to leave, so that they could go to the front shop to make preparations.

Nangong Haotian suddenly waved and said, "Please leave one of you!"

The three shop boys knew that Nangong Haotian had something to ask, one of them who was older voluntarily stayed, and the other two continued to walk out of the hall.

The shop boy who stayed behind bowed his waist and asked with a smile, "Sir, do you have any other orders?"

Nangong Haotian asked in harmony: "Did something happen in your place?"

The young man in the store was taken aback for a moment, shook his head and said, "No wow!"

Nangong Haotian frowned, and asked: "I saw many martial arts figures here, do you have so many martial arts heroes flocking from all over here?"

The shop boy suddenly smiled, and said with a smile: "That's the princess of King Chagan Hama in this place beating to invite relatives..."

"What a coincidence, it's rare that I only come to Saibei once in my life, and it's the first time I come across this excitement!" Aunt Shan laughed.

The guy in the shop laughed and said, "This is not the first time..."

"How many times is this the first time?" Nangong Haotian was quite curious. Could it be that this princess is so ugly that she failed to marry after recruiting several times?

After pondering for a while, the shop boy counted his fingers and said, "This is already the sixth time!"

"Uh..." Nangong Haotian asked puzzledly, "Why hold so many times?"

"No one on stage can beat that princess!" The shop boy said with a smile, "Besides, in the past six years, the princess hasn't taken a fancy to a handsome son-in-law!"

Nangong Haotian nodded. It turned out that it wasn't that the princess was too ugly, but that there was no Prince Charming. He was suddenly curious, what did this princess look like?

Aunt Shan suddenly laughed and said, "It's been six years and I still haven't chosen a son-in-law. If we fight for another six years, won't this princess with high vision become an old lady?"

"That's right..." The guy in the shop also said seriously: "This princess has been recruiting a son-in-law since she was 16 years old, and she is now 21. If she can't find a son-in-law in two years, she will really become an old girl." !"

A bleakness suddenly flashed across Liu Qianwen's heart. Thinking about herself, she will be 23 soon. If Nangong Haotian keeps on going, when the wedding ceremony is held, she will be a veritable old lady!

And Chu Meng even sighed slightly, she was older than Liu Qianwen, she was already an old lady!

Just when several people were sighing, the young man from the shop continued: "But it doesn't matter if you don't win the election, she can still inherit her father's throne..."

"How can there be a daughter who doesn't find a husband?" Aunt Shan said disapprovingly: "What's the point of being a bachelor female emperor? Could it be that she wants to find three thousand beautiful men as a harem?"

This sentence made everyone laugh, Gutou also looked at Aunt Shan speechlessly, Nangong Haotian shook his head, feeling that Aunt Shan became more and more tough after following him.

The shop boy managed to hold back his laughter, and explained: "This princess can also choose a consort from among the young people who have the title of grand duke, but she refuses, and insists on having a beating every year to recruit her in person."

Zhao Linger snorted, and asked a little dissatisfied: "No one can defeat her in six years, why is her martial arts so powerful?"

"It's amazing, especially her fairy rope..." the shop boy nodded repeatedly.

"What?" As soon as the words came out, Aunt Shan and the others exclaimed in unison: "Tie the immortal rope? That's a demon method!"

The shop boy shook his head blankly and said: "Is it a demon? I haven't been there, and I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I don't know, but I heard that it is powerful. Once you are trapped, don't try to break free! "

The old man sneered disapprovingly: "What kind of fairy rope is tied, it's just rumors. I think it's probably a chain lasso. I can do this..."

"What's the matter?" Aunt Shan asked unhappily: "Old man, you also want to be a Fanbang princess, and follow the example of the former Marshal Xiao Luocheng?"

The old man stared at him, but before he could speak, the young man in the store shook his hand first, and said with a smile: "No, no, this old man is over the age. Anyone who exceeds the age to take the stage will be beheaded on the spot!"

Aunt Shan said dissatisfied: "You have to be young and have good martial arts, how can there be such a good thing?"

"This kind of condition is really not harsh..." The shop boy shook his head, but said seriously: "In fact, in our Central Plains, there are really too many young knights under the age of 30 who have superhuman martial arts..."

Aunt Shan sneered: "Young knights in the Central Plains, all of them seem to like beautiful Central Plains girls, who carelessly helps the ugly women outside the Great Wall..."

"It's not ugly, it's not ugly, it's very beautiful..." the boy in the store argued with flushed cheeks, as if if Aunt Shan continued to talk, he would fight to the death with Aunt Shan.

Aunt Shan wanted to say something at first, but Xue Binger, who rarely spoke, suddenly asked angrily, "Did you see how beautiful she is?"