I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 90
Glancing at the city guards on duty on both sides, Xu Le couldn't help but secretly nodded.

Yangzhou's city guards are well-organized, with firm eyes, standing like pine trees, and all of them have the strength of ninth-rank warriors, and the city guard's captain is even the cultivation base of ninth-rank peak.

Compared to the city guards in Jialing City, it was the difference between bandits and regular troops.

"Sure enough, it's a big city, but it's different."

Xu Le was feeling emotional, walking on the street, looking at the bustling everywhere, the street was bustling with people everywhere, there was the sound of hawking and laughter from time to time.

But before he had gone far, Xu Le frowned slightly, and he noticed that someone seemed to be following him behind him.

Unexpectedly, he ran into trouble as soon as he entered the city.

Xu Le shook his head helplessly, started to walk faster and faster, trying to get rid of the people behind him.

However, to his surprise, the people behind were not thrown away, but instead accelerated their pace, sticking tightly behind him.

"Interesting."

The corner of Xu Le's mouth twitched, this time, he used his internal strength to stimulate his movements.

The sky shifts and the earth turns Kunpeng's movement!

Stepping out, the next moment, Xu Le's speed suddenly appeared a few feet away, and another step, and it was several feet away.

After seven or eight steps, Xu Le's voice disappeared into the street.

Among the crowd, a glamorous woman with a long gun came out and looked in the direction of Xu Le's disappearance in surprise.

"Such a strange movement, never seen before, who is this monk?" Yang Yuechan frowned, her eyes full of solemnity.

Because Xu Le is bald, she mistook Xu Le for a monk.

"Girl, are you looking for me?" Suddenly, a hand was placed on her back abruptly.

Yang Yuechan's body froze, and the next moment, she raised the spear in her hand without hesitation, and stabbed with her backhand.

The cold light arrives first, and the spear comes out like a dragon.

Xu Le's eyes were fixed, and he stretched out two fingers unhurriedly.

Clang!
Accompanied by the sound of gold and iron clashing, the surrounding people all avoided.

Over the past few days, there have been many people from all walks of life who have come to take part in the imperial martial arts examination. When there are too many people, conflicts will naturally erupt.

The common people are used to these rivers and lakes struggles, so there is not much panic, they just watch from a distance, point and discuss.

"Good marksmanship!"

Xu Le clamped the tip of her gun firmly in his hand with two fingers, praised her, looked at her with a half-smile and said, "I don't know why Miss Yang is following you?"

While speaking, he took half a step to the right, just in time to block Yang Yuechan's next move.

"You..." Yang Yuechan looked at Xu Le in shock, and her evaluation of Xu Le went up to a higher level in her heart.

There are many people who can hold their own guns between two fingers. In fact, many people in the Town Demon Guard can do this.

But among the eighth-rank warriors, the monk in front of him is the only one who can hold his spear point and seal his next move ahead of time.

This vision can be called terrifying.

"Let go." Yang Yuechan narrowed her beautiful eyes and said coldly.

Xu Le smiled, let go of his fingers, and took a step back.

Yang Yuechan looked pale, looked at Xu Le, and asked, "Monk, who are you? Which temple?"

monk? ? ?

Hearing this, Xu Le's face was covered with black lines, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he subconsciously touched his big bald head.

You are the monk, and your whole family is a monk!
"Girl, you misunderstood me, I'm not a monk." Xu Le took a deep breath, suppressed the complaints in his heart, and looked at her and explained sincerely.

"Humph!"

Yang Yuechan's eyes turned cold, she pointed the tip of the gun at Xu Le, and said, "Be honest and answer my question, otherwise, I don't mind taking you to the prison of Zhenmagic Division."

"Why must the girl be so aggressive, I'm really not a monk."

Xu Le was speechless, and said with a wry smile: "On the contrary, it's you girl who followed me first and took action later. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have become the soul of a girl shot by a gun."

Yang Yuechan pursed her lips when she heard the words, and found that it was indeed the case.

If he hadn't become suspicious of him and wanted to see his heels, he wouldn't have resisted.

"Monk, are you also here to take the Martial Arts Examination?"

Yang Yuechan was naturally cold-tempered and spoke coldly. Knowing that she might have misunderstood, she withdrew her gun and asked.

"First of all, let me remind you again that I'm really not a monk. Secondly, I did come to take the exam." Xu Le couldn't help but correct her words, and said at the same time: "No, look, this is my number plate."

Xu Le took out a wooden sign and handed it to Yang Yuechan.

This is the identity certificate of the candidate for the Martial Arts Examination, which is uniformly issued by the yamen in the place where the candidate is born. This number plate was given to him by Li Tingyuan.

On the wooden sign, the word Xu Le was written on the front, and the word Jialing was written on the back, which meant that he was a candidate for Jialing.

Yang Yuechan looked at it, handed the wooden sign back to Xu Le, glanced at him again, and said directly: "Farewell."

After she finished speaking, she held the spear in her hand, turned around and left.

"What a strange woman." Xu Le looked at her back and couldn't help muttering.

Shaking his head, he turned around and walked towards another street, intending to find Li Yanran and Chang Wei.

In Yangzhou City, there are thousands of inns, large and small, and almost all of them are full at the moment.

Some candidates who came to rush for the exam had no choice but to sleep in the residents’ homes and pay a few taels of silver in rent. What was even worse were those candidates who had no money and could only sleep on the street.

Among so many inns, the most popular one is not the high-end inns such as Xiankeju, Zuishenglou, etc., but a little-known inn called Changle Inn.

You know, a few days ago, Changle Inn was just an inn on the verge of bankruptcy.

This inn is located in a very remote alley, the location is not good, the reputation is not obvious, if it is just that, some candidates will still choose to stay in it.

The main reason is that the Changle Inn is haunted.

It was rumored that one month ago, when a candidate checked into the inn at night, he heard weird laughter from the next room and couldn't help but came out to ask the shopkeeper. As a result, he was found dead in the room the next day.

This incident alarmed the government of Yangzhou, and the master of Futai personally ordered a thorough investigation.

The final result was that the examinee himself suffered from a disease and died of a sudden illness.

The truth came out.

But the reputation of Changle Inn is still rotten, no one is willing to stay there anymore, even if the whole city is full, it is still empty.

This situation changed dramatically after two women and a man moved in two days ago.

"Li Yanran, the number one talented girl in the south of the Yangtze River, has come and stayed at the Changle Inn!" A news instantly detonated the entire Yangzhou city, causing countless candidates to be shocked.

"Changle Inn? Is that the haunted inn?"

"Li Yanran actually lived in the Changle Inn? Doesn't she know how dangerous that place is?"

"Whether it is dangerous or not, I would be happy to live in the same inn as the most talented woman in the south of the Yangtze River, so that my life will be shortened by ten years. Everyone, I will book a room first."

"Wait a minute, take me one, and I will go too!"

(End of this chapter)