Stunning Thief: The First Useless Firewood in History

Chapter 629
At the intersection of Wangchuan Plain and Daxue Mountain, wars and bandits are everywhere.

This is a place where the three don't care. In the past, business travelers were nothing more than robbers covered with a layer of skin. Those who could beat them would be robbed directly, and those who couldn't be beaten would be traded.

Even if it is a seven-year-old child, he is born with a dagger and has seen blood.

In such a place where the folk customs are so strong, it is nothing more than saying that the whole people are bandits.

The dilapidated tavern was built at the foot of the mountain, exposed to the wind everywhere.It just so happened that a heavy snowfall came yesterday, and the roof collapsed, making it even more disfigured.

Even so, this tavern is full of visitors.

Because, only this one.

How many times of snowstorms and wars have caused the small villages here to have fewer and fewer people.

Only the lame one-eyed old man stayed here for many years.

Repair the broken house.

If the door is broken, if you are in a good mood, you can fill it up. If you are in a bad mood, the old man will tear it down by himself.

Seeing that the guests were not pleasing to the eye, he drove out directly with crutches.

It must be said that it is a miracle that such an unreasonable stinky old man has been here for decades without failing.

Those who passed by were all big and strong men, almost nine and a half out of ten were swordsmen, and the remaining half were good-looking magicians and martial artists.

Facing the wind and snow, I ran to the tavern to have a rest, and sat carelessly on the creaking stool.

How can it be so refreshing to take a sip of the warm Shaodaozi wine?
The next topic is nothing more than a fat sheep somewhere, who's chick is juicy enough.

Men, that's what matters.

No matter how much friction there is on a daily basis, how can you pay attention to it when you are resting.

They are all men who lick blood with the tip of a knife, and they are generally passable in face.

As we chatted, the topic became more and more rough, and some nasty jokes popped up from time to time, which caused the whole tavern to laugh.

"A bowl?"

The crisp and pleasant young voice came from outside the tavern. Although the voice was small, it was enough to attract everyone's attention.

It's rare for an outsider to enter this land.

Especially it sounds better than a little girl's voice.

As everyone looked over, there were five carriages parked at the entrance of the tavern. At the very front stood a little boy, wearing a thick white bear fur coat, with fiery red fox fur around his neck, and a pair of shiny and curious eyes. Eyes, looking at the passing pedestrians.

Beside him is the completely opposite man.

Dressed in thin black clothes, with a pair of eagle eyes, it is almost three points more cold than the year-round snow in Daxue Mountain.

The picture of these two standing together seemed very strange, but as they approached, the contrast with those sturdy and strong men became even more vivid.

It looks like the kid with the word "Fat Sheep" written on his face, where did he come from?

There was malicious intent in the eyes of the men, and the one closest to the door directly raised his leg to block the way, "Boy, you've reached Grandpa's boundary, so you just passed by?"

Seeing that he made the first move, those men who were already on the verge of making a move couldn't help but secretly resented their mistake. They all wanted to step forward, but they also had to pay attention to the rules of the world, and they all watched the development of the situation at the door with beards and stares.

"Damn it, it was preempted by that bearded man."

"These two young masters look like fat sheep, we didn't catch up."

"What a pity!"

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(End of this chapter)