Taiping Inn

The brocade bag hanging on the Taoist's waist is the "Qiankun Bag", which is better than Li Xuandu's "Eighteenth Floor". The peach wood sword behind him is called "Wanxiang". It is said to be made from a piece of 1000-year-old peach wood. This peach wood sword has been passed down in the Dazhen Ren Mansion for thirty-six generations, and the Taoist is the 37th generation descendant.

If there are so many treasures, few people in the world can compare with this Taoist, so Taoist has a slightly derogatory nickname in the world: "Duobao Taoist".

Li Xuandu jumped down from the roof, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Xuanji, it's been a long time since."

The person who came was Yan Feiqing, the leader of Zhengyi Sect, and he bowed: "Brother Zifu, you should treat each other with admiration for three days. After not seeing each other for half a year, you will return to the top of the Shaoxuan List. This is really gratifying."

Li Xuandu said humbly: "It's Mr. Shen who loves you, Brother Xuanji, don't mind it."

Yan Feiqing smiled and said, "It's just a matter of returning to the original owner, what do you mind?"

At this moment, Li Xuandu looked back and found that Su Yunyu was leaning against the door, looking at the two of them quietly, without any intention of disturbing them. This was the first time he saw such a Su Yunxian. He was very unfamiliar and reminded him of Qin Su. If one day he came over and saw Qin Su standing by the door and looking at him, If you need too much words, it is a joy in the world.

The poet Liu Sanbian has a poem: "I hold hands and look at each other and tears, but I'm speechless." In fact, there are endless words between men and women. No matter how boring the words are, they will become It's completely different; you can also have no need to speak at all. You have a tacit understanding of every move, without the colorful phoenix flying wings, and you can understand each other in a heart.

As the saying goes, the beauty of a gentleman becoming a human being, Li Xuan immediately made way out: "It's too late today, we'll talk about what's going on tomorrow."

After saying that, he made a gesture to Shen Changsheng on the roof, and then went straight into the inn.

So only Yan Feiqing and Su Yunxian were left in front of the inn lobby. They looked at each other and Yan Feiqing asked, "Are everything OK?"

Su Yunying nodded: "Everything is good."

Yan Feiqing asked softly, "What about you?"

Su Yunxian slightly shifted her gaze and her voice became much lower: "Don't worry about me anymore. When did I make any mistakes?"

Yan Feiqing smiled and reached out to hold Su Yunba's palm: "Fortunately, I have you, and I have you."

After all, Su Yunba is a woman. No matter how generous and dignified she is, she will feel a little shy at this time. She wants to break free from Yan Feiqing's palm, but she is afraid that he will misunderstand more, so she can only whisper: "There are others." Woolen cloth."

Zhengyi Sect couldn't help getting married, so Yan Feiqing, the Taoist, and Li Xuan, were not very different from each other in matters of men and women. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "You and I are husband and wife soon, open and upright, are you afraid that others will see it?"

When Su Yunying heard him say this, she let him hold his palm and smiled slightly. When she smiled sweetly, it was like the spring breeze blowing on her face and the snow was clear. It was really an excellent view on earth.

But except Yan Feiqing, no one can see this scene.

Many people in the world always speculate on others with the greatest malicious intentions, thinking that Yan Feiqing and Su Yunxian were just marrying for profit. Yan Feiqing would definitely neglect Su Yunxian, and Su Yunxian would also look down on Yan Feiqing, a "hypocrite". The two are just superficial couples. In fact, the two are truly perfect matches. They are both talented people of the world, with a good match, and a beautiful woman. Moreover, when couples get along, the other is second. The key is that they can work together. In this way, Yan Feiqing and Su Yunxian are the most suitable.

Besides, most of the couples in this world are the words of their parents’ orders and matchmakers. If they get married blindly, there are also many loving couples, which are nothing more than the word “management”.

At this time, Li Xuandu had already arrived on the second floor and saw that the palace official's door was wide open, and she was lying on the windowsill and looking out. Needless to think about it, she must be looking at Yan Feiqing and Su Yunxian.

Li Xuan couldn't help but say, "Isn't it good for you to do this?"

The palace official turned around and said, "I can't envy you?"

Li Xuandu sighed: "Actually, I am quite envious. It is a blessing to have a close friend to accompany you in this chaotic world."

The palace official closed the window and turned his eyes: "Then what do you think of me?"

Li Xuandu said seriously: "Loyalty is a valuable quality."

The palace official said directly and said: "If you are loyal, you should think of Zhang Baiyue for the rest of your life. Why bother to provoke Qin Su?"

Li Xuandu's face turned slightly pale and his expression was complicated.

The palace official smiled slightly, full of revenge: "Why don't you stop talking? Did I poke the pain in my heart?"

Li Xuandu let out a sigh of relief: "The dead are gone, and the living are like this. No matter what, people always have to look forward and move forward. If I died in the second year of Tianbao, I also hope that Zhang Baiyue can Find a good man to spend the rest of his life in peace.”

The palace official sneered slightly, obviously not believing it.

Li Xuandu said: "If the palace girl thinks I am a person with the most affectionate nature, then she would be a big mistake. I am just an ordinary person with great luck. Although she is good at being a teacher and likes to tell some truths, it is not morality. A saint is not a lovely prodigal son. There are many things that are more important, even more important than my life, but that is by no means a man or a woman’s relationship.”

The palace official suddenly sighed and said in a little uneasy: "So our female sect is most afraid of people like you, which is difficult to master. On the contrary, people like Ning Yi are easy to grasp."

Li Xuandu said sadly: "In fact, Ning Yi is also deceiving himself. If he is willing to face reality, he will not sell himself to you for a corpse pill. Because we all know that the corpse pill has no effect of resurrecting the dead. At most, it will add another walking corpse to the world."

The palace official was slightly stunned: "You guessed it? That's right, I used the 'Thirteen Swords of Taiyin' to exchange the corpse pill from you. Ning Yi agreed to work for me for three years for this corpse pill and obey my orders during these three years, so I said he is mine."

Li Xuandu asked: "When will Ning Yi come?"

The palace official patted his palm with a folding fan: "It will probably take a few days. We don't have to wait for him. He will come to find us."

Li Xuandu suddenly said: "Ning Yi's dream is about to wake up."

The palace official was stunned for a moment, and then he understood. Li Xuandu said that Ning Yi had been deceiving himself, and the corpse pill would definitely not be able to revive his sweetheart, so Ning Yi's dream that he had painstakingly woven to deceive himself could no longer be maintained.

When Ning Yi wakes up from this self-deceiving dream, will she turn back into the "blood knife" that killed people everywhere? Or will she be enlightened and put down her butcher knife? Or will she be like Li Xuandu, who can really let go and take it up and put it down.

The palace official suddenly became a little uncertain. If it is the third case, it will be fine. If it is the first two cases, wouldn't she have made a business that lost all her money?

Li Xuandu said softly: "Ning Yi was also a scholar who read the books of sages in his early years. I hope he has not forgotten all the sages' principles. He can wake up early, stop imprisoning himself in a cage, and come out to do something for this world as soon as possible."

The palace official was a little anxious and couldn't help but gently hold his forehead.

Li Xuandu no longer paid attention to this woman and went straight to his room.

At this time, Yan Feiqing had already pulled Su Yun'an into the lobby of the inn. At this time, only Shopkeeper Shen and Madam Lu were in the hall. Madam Lu blew out a smoke ring and said with a smile: "Newlyweds are so envious."

Yan Feiqing smiled and said: "When we get married, I hope Mr. Shen and Madam Lu will not hesitate to show their respect."

Madam Lu was about to speak, but Shen Wuyou put the brush in his hand on the pen holder, so Madam Lu did not say another word.

Shen Wuyou slowly said: "This is a happy event, and also a big event. I will go to congratulate you."

Su Yun'an and Yan Feiqing looked at each other and were a little surprised. They did not expect Shen Wuyou to agree so readily, so Yan Feiqing bowed and Su Yun'an saluted with his hands crossed.

Shen Wuyou returned the salute with a fist.

It was already dark. Although Su Yun'an and Yan Feiqing had already decided to get married, they had not yet gotten involved. Both of them were polite people, so they could not sleep in the same room. They had not seen each other for a long time, and they had something to say and something to express, so they sat down in the hall and whispered.

When it was about midnight, another guest arrived.

The visitor was a man who looked to be in his thirties, wearing cloth clothes and straw sandals, and carrying a bamboo hat on his back. Looking at his appearance, he had a square face, thick eyebrows, and a pair of bright eyes, but for some reason, his eyebrows were always slightly wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, adding a bit of evil spirit.

Just from the face, this is a very contradictory person, with a loyal and resolute look, but also a fierce and violent look.

He walked into the open courtyard door of the inn, came to the lobby, looked around, and clasped his fists and said, "I am Song Fuchen."