Chapter 74 Phoenix Seeking Phoenix
At the foot of Pingfeng Mountain.
Three white horses are walking side by side, with a woman sitting on each horse. The three women, each with their own beauty, were chatting and laughing with each other. This scene, if it weren't for the fact that there was a young man in gray clothes following them three miles away, it would have been a beautiful sight.
The boy in gray was just walking, but he seemed to be able to follow the girl on horseback effortlessly. This person was naturally Liang Yan.
"'Intoxicating Fragrance' is a secret product of their sect. My time is limited and it is impossible to search elsewhere. If they insist on not giving it to me, they will have no choice but to use some means." Liang Yan thought secretly.
"It's just that we are not far from Pingfeng Mountain, and we might encounter other monks who are leaving. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for me to start here, so I'd better follow the road a little further."
He was still thinking secretly. At that moment, his ears suddenly twitched, as if he sensed something, and he immediately turned around and jumped behind a big tree, while secretly urging the Tianji Pearl to cover his own aura.
Not long after he hid his figure, five or six people appeared behind the road, all dressed in blue, and most of them were around the third floor of Qi training.
These people seemed to be well-trained and didn’t talk much to each other. They just walked on their own, deliberately controlling their speed. Like Liang Yan, they were running towards Nangong Xiaomei’s three girls. of.
After they were far away, Liang Yan walked out from behind the tree and asked secretly: "Is there anyone else who wants to attack these three women besides me? Looking at the clothes of those people, they seem to be the same as me. The three men in blue we met in the restaurant that day were the same, could they be in the same group?”
He had many questions in his mind, but he also knew that this was not the time to delve deeper. Since these people were also following the three girls of Nangong Xiaomei, he simply slowed down and hung far behind the man in blue, determined to be the oriole.
The three groups of people had their own thoughts and walked on the official road for a long time until an inn appeared far ahead.
It was almost dusk at this time. The three girls, Pine, Bamboo and Plum, got off their horses and led them into the inn, obviously planning to spend the night here. As for the group of men in blue, they had no intention of entering the store. Instead, they spread out and stood far away in one direction, faintly surrounding the inn.
"This group of people are only at the third level of Qi training. They are secretly surrounding the inn at this moment. They obviously want to keep an eye on the target and wait for reinforcements. But they don't know the level of cultivation of the people behind them."
This matter is becoming more and more confusing, which adds some variables to Liang Yan's fight for the "intoxicating fragrance". He secretly thought about whether to take action in advance, but then he vetoed it.
"Let's just wait and see what happens."
With this in mind, Liang Yan took out a brand new set of Confucian robes from his storage bag and changed out of his linen clothes and straw hat and sandals one after another. Suddenly, he turned into a handsome young man.
I saw him swaying his folding fan gently, with a calm expression on his face, and walked into the inn under the eyes of the man in blue.
The innkeeper was a short, fat middle-aged man. When he saw Liang Yan entering the inn, he said with a smile on his face:
"Sir, do you want to stay here or stay in the inn?"
Liang Yan coughed, approached the shopkeeper, and asked in a low voice: "Shopkeeper, three women came to stay in the hotel just now. I don't know what room they live in."
The shopkeeper's eyes widened after hearing this. Bright, He actually showed a wretched expression of "I understand", and at the same time quietly gave Liang Yan a thumbs up and said:
"Young master is really a master. Although he is a graceful lady, he is a gentleman. But he is like a young master. this It’s the first time I’ve seen someone with such perseverance and persistence chasing down such a barren mountain by himself.”
Liang Yan was stunned by what he said, and couldn’t help but smile bitterly: “The shopkeeper is overthinking it. Yes, I can't "Yes"
He wanted to make up some more stories, but was stopped by the short and fat shopkeeper. The man showed an expression of "I understand everything, no need to say more", and said with a smile:< br>
"We are all men. Don't look at my appearance now. I thought I was young and frivolous back then. Those two women are indeed beautiful and beautiful. The young master has good taste. He is indeed a member of my generation." He patted Liang. Yan Qiu looked like a rather pleased elder.
Liang Yan's face darkened, thinking that this person was so messy and messy, and it would be a waste of time to continue to struggle with him. He simply coughed and admitted generously,
"Since the shopkeeper has seen through it, I wonder if it can be convenient?"
The shopkeeper chuckled and said: "Of course, they live in Room No. 3, Tianzi, I will give you Tianzi The key to room No. 2. But we share the same goal, and business is business. Thirty copper coins are indispensable tonight." Liang Yan nodded and took out thirty copper coins. , asked him for the key again, and went to his room alone. When passing by Tianzi Room No. 3, he secretly practiced the "Hunting Skill" again. After confirming that all three people were in the room, he opened the door of his room and walked in alone.
Nothing happened in the first half of the night,
but Liang Yan expected that the monks in blue wouldn't just come outside the inn to eat the northwest wind, and there would be some action tonight. So Anjing sat cross-legged and meditated on the bed in his room, just waiting for the situation to change.
Sure enough, at midnight, I suddenly heard a melodious flute sound coming from outside the inn.
The sound of the flute sounded low at first, but in the middle of the song, it gradually turned enthusiastic. By the end, it was already full of enthusiasm. If an ordinary secular woman hears this, she will probably blush and her heart will beat, and she will be unable to control herself.
At the end of the song, a man's voice was heard outside: "The phoenix comes back to its hometown, and travels all over the world to seek its phoenix. I haven't met you yet and you have no generals. How can I be promoted to the hall now!"
This person's voice is like jade, pleasant to the ear. What he was reciting was the famous "Feng Qiu Huang" in the secular world, and everyone knew the implication.
But the embarrassing thing is that no matter whether he was playing the flute or reciting poetry, no one in the inn made a sound, and no one responded.
After a while, I heard the man outside say again: "Why would Fairy Nangong refuse people thousands of miles away? Fan has worked so hard to come here to greet the fairy. Why don't you reward me with a little noodles?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the window next door to Liang Yan was pushed open with a "squeak" sound. First, two pigtails stretched out from the window, and then a pink little face popped out, which was full of anger at the moment. Looking at people coming outside.
"Bah, bah, bah! I said you are a shameless person. My sister, Xiaomei, will not fall in love with you, a hypocrite, but she insists on following behind like a mangy dog!"
The people outside seemed to be choked by what he said, and their tone was obviously a bit angry: "Humph, little girl, I won't talk to you anymore, I will tell your senior sister to come down and see me!" The words were quite angry, and then He is no longer as gentle as before.
I heard a soft sigh from inside the inn, and then a beautiful red figure floated out and landed softly outside the inn courtyard, followed by two figures following closely behind, it was the three girls of Pine, Bamboo and Plum. .
Just listen to Nangong Xiaomei sigh quietly: "Master Fan is a dragon among men, with profound cultivation and handsome appearance. There are countless female cultivators who want to cultivate with him, so why bother pestering Xiaomei all the time"
After listening to this in the inn, Liang Yan thought to himself: "It looks like there is a good show to watch!".
It’s just that his place is in a special place. Although the guest room is next to the three girls, everyone is outside the courtyard at the moment. Instead, his place is blocked by a wall and cannot see the outside situation.
So he quickly ran out of his guest room and trotted all the way downstairs. At this time, he heard the man outside say:
"Fairy Nangong, what you said is wrong. Your surname is Nangong and Xiaomei. And my name is exactly The word "Xunmei" means "Xunmei Xunmei". Isn’t it Miss Xunmei? Haha, the so-called match is made in heaven!”
“Xunmei? Could it be him?” Liang Yan had arrived on the first floor. Hearing the conversation outside, I couldn't help but guess.
He turned around and saw a short, fat figure standing in front of a window of the inn. He was sticking his butt out and looking out. He was the innkeeper!
Liang Yan was amused and walked over to take a look. Sure enough, he could see the situation of everyone outside.
"Eh? Little brother, are you here too?" The shopkeeper turned around to see him, winked at him and said, "We've seen a good show. This girl's mistress has come to the door. I didn't expect that little brother, your competition is quite fierce. Just look at the flute playing and playing in the middle of the night He's a poet, he's definitely an expert of my generation! But it's a good thing that my restaurant in the deserted village doesn't have many customers, otherwise we wouldn't have a falling out!"
Liang Yan didn't bother to talk nonsense to him, so he followed his example. He leaned towards the window and looked out.
I saw two groups of people standing outside, one of which was naturally the three girls, Pine, Bamboo and Plum. The other group consisted of six monks in blue, plus an old man with a hunched back and a young man in white.
The young man in white is handsome, has a gentle and polite smile, and holds a folding fan. He looks like a bachelor who has read poetry.
"It is indeed him! Fan Xunmei of Tanshan Sect." Liang Yan said to himself.
(End of this chapter)