Chapter 18 Chapter 93: The Teahouse

This night passed quietly like this, there was no movement in the darkness, and there were too many people watching, everyone was waiting for a certain opportunity or waiting for others to go first, so in the end, everyone They didn't even go up, and then watched the night get darker, then quietly retreated. It was around midnight when Wang Zongjing and the others saw that the situation outside Bafu had changed, so they retreated quietly, returning all the way to the dilapidated Earth Temple there.Xu Menghong seemed to have calmed down a lot at this time, and she didn't act impulsively, but she seldom spoke after returning to the resting place, sitting alone in a secluded corner, thinking silently, wondering if she was thinking of some countermeasures.

The cold moonlight shone down from the eaves with some holes above his head, adding some faint light to the dark temple. Ao Kui was lying on the ground at the other end with a mace in his arms. snore.The cold night wind was blowing outside the temple, and a few dead leaves were blown off by the wind. Jackdaws from nowhere croaked a few times on the tops of the branches, which sounded very desolate. Wang Zongjing sat leaning against the corner of the divine table, not sleepy even though it was late at night, glanced at the other three people who were resting separately, he flicked his wrist, and the white bone sword appeared in his hand again .

Fingers slid lightly over the edge of the blade, the unknown pale blade that resembled jade but not jade vaguely reflected a young but dusty face, the two ancient characters Cangjie engraved on the hilt "You Ming", at this moment, is exuding a faint light, quietly shining on his face. With the faint light of the pale bone sword flickering, suddenly, Wang Zongjing frowned, and a bone-chilling cold aura in the veins in his body suddenly seemed to move, and there was a strange power hidden in the coldness, like a deep sleep. The demon of the underworld suddenly moved his eyes slightly, and opened his eyes to look coldly.But almost at the same time, Wang Zongjing slowly lowered his head, and in the eyes buried deep in his knees, a mild blue light lit up.

After a while, the cold breath quietly subsided, as if the devil in his heart fell asleep again. He didn't move any more, just hugged his knees like this, curled up beside an old and dilapidated earth temple table in such a cold night, and fell asleep quietly. ※※※ Its daybreak. Noisy, bustling and energetic, countless people, including monks of all kinds all over the streets and alleys, once again appeared in Liangzhou City, crowded this huge city to the brim, and became very popular. Where there are people, there is naturally a place to do business, especially in today's situation, most people have a common goal in their hearts, but they are basically helpless at the moment, so almost all of them are idle, so Liangzhou City is now the most The busiest and most crowded places are teahouses, taverns and even restaurants in the streets and alleys.

If there are more people, the news will be well-informed, and there will be more rumors. Although it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, it is better than knowing nothing and being confused, isn't it?So when the sun shone on the city again, bringing some warmth to the land, the stories about the scenes that happened inside and outside the Ba Mansion last night had once again spread throughout the entire Liangzhou City. Dawanju is a well-known teahouse in Liangzhou City. It is a two-storey shop facing the street. The owner's surname is Jiang. He is a black and thin old man in his fifties. He usually likes women the most. He didn't dare to offend those female monks with great powers.That is to say, they are respectful in the eyes, and the empress shows a wretched face, self-serving, cursing and fantasizing some unbearable scenes, just self-satisfaction.

However, his black rock tea is the authentic Liangzhou local tea, which has a unique flavor and has attracted many tea lovers.Coupled with the recent stalemate in Liangzhou City, Lao Jiangtou's big bowl was full every day, which made him so happy that he smiled all day long. At three quarters of the day, Xu Menghong took Wang Zongjing and others away from the earth temple, and walked all the way to Dawanju.On weekdays, Dawanju has just opened its doors at this time, and Lao Jiang is sleepy-eyed and listlessly calling his staff to clean and do things, but when they arrived here today, they found that Dawanju had already opened early, and everything was ready. And half of the customers are already seated in the store.

Mo Daojun travels early, and there are even early pedestrians. Old Jiang had sharp eyes. He saw the four people who came to the door early in the morning, and greeted them. His pair of dirty yellow eyes first stared hard at Xu Menghong's convoluted body, and smiled at her: "Hong Sister, why did you come so early today?" Xu Menghong's veil moved slightly, wondering if she was a little disgusted by the old pervert's salivating eyes, but she didn't show anything, she just said, "Come and sit, find a seat for you." Old Jiangtou chuckled and said, "You are an old guest of my house. The first floor is a bit messy, and there will be more people coming after a while, and you will feel uncomfortable if you make a fuss. Why don't you go to the second floor and find a private seat first. How about some tea?"

Xu Menghong nodded slightly, and said: "Okay." Old Jiangtou turned around and called a waiter, ordered a few words, and then led Xu Menghong and his party up to the second floor. Sure enough, the noise was a little quieter, but still You can vaguely hear the voices of laughing and chatting at the bottom. Wang Zongjing glanced at the old Jiangtou, who shrugged his shoulders and said, "Guest officer, the shop is simple, that's all." As he spoke, he took them a few steps forward, and there was a corridor lined up with four elegant rooms on the opposite side of the street. The door was also directly above the signboard with the characters A, B, C, and D. It didn't look like a more elegant place. You must put an elegant name on the door, such as plum, orchid, chrysanthemum, or bamboo, or insects, fish, birds, or animals, or wind and clouds, light rain and snow, etc.Old Jiang led them straight to the third room C, opened the door and walked in.

The tea room is not too big, it is seven feet square, and the rare thing is that the window is open to the street, the window is bright and clean, which makes people feel refreshed.A tea table and five square stools were set up in the room. Mr. Jiang invited everyone to sit down. At this moment, he heard the sound of footsteps stepping on the stairs from outside. At the same time, a few small dishes were also brought in, all of which were local small melons and fruits in Liangzhou City, and they were placed on the table one by one. Old Jiang smiled, and poured a cup of tea for everyone himself, especially when pouring tea for Xu Menghong, his movements seemed to be slower, his eyes stayed in front of her for a long time, and finally saw that the tea was about to overflow The teacup was out, and then he looked away reluctantly to accept the tea, and said with a smile: "Sister Hong, we are old friends, why do you wear this strange veil when you come to my place recently, it looks so cumbersome, how about Take it off."

Xu Menghong's veil moved slightly, and she slowly raised her eyes to look at Lao Jiang's head. Wang Zongjing, Ao Kui, and Ximen Yingrui drank their tea with their heads down, their eyes only looking at the teacup in front of them, and they didn't shift their eyes halfway, let alone talking. The tea room suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere became a little weird. Lao Jiang was stunned for a moment, and for some reason suddenly felt a little cool on the back of his neck. He laughed dryly and said, "Haha, I still have guests to greet, Hong Sis, drink your tea slowly, and call me up if you need anything."

Then he turned around and left. "Wait a minute." It was Xu Menghong who suddenly spoke and stopped him. Old Jiang froze, and after a while, he slowly turned around, looked at Xu Menghong, and said, "Sister Hong?" Xu Menghong stared at him for a while, then said calmly, "Is there any new news?" Old Jiangtou breathed a sigh of relief, then shook his head and said, "Sister Hong, it's only been a day's work, and there is nothing new." After a pause, he glanced at Xu Menghong again, rolled his eyes, and walked forward Taking a step forward, he said, "But after you left yesterday, I did hear people say in the teahouse that there was a lot of movement in the Pangu Hall this time. What's more, even the 'Qingyunmen' and 'Penglai Xianzong' among the three world-renowned sects, some people have seen their disciples appearing in Liangzhou." "Albatron Gate?" As soon as Lao Jiangtou said this, Wang Zongjing held the teacup and did not move. Ao Kui and Ximen Yingrui's expressions changed slightly. Looking at them, Xu Menghong was silent for a moment, and said: "Two of the three sects sent here, and one What about 'Tianlongdian'?" Lao Jiang spread his hands and said: "No one will say anything about it. No one has seen their traces, so they don't know whether they have come or not. Anyway, Dragon Palace has always been mysterious that day. Who knows what they want to do?" ?” Xu Menghong nodded and said, "Okay, thank you very much." Old Jiang smiled, and backed out. When he went out, he closed the door, and then snorted coldly through the wooden door, his face showing a bit of obscenity and obsession, and stared fiercely, as if Looking at a room, I want to swallow Xu Menghong in it. At this moment, he suddenly heard a clear cough coming from the elegant room, the voice was low but angry, Old Jiang was startled, turned around and left quickly. When I was going down the stairs, I saw the guy on the first floor with a smile on his face, accompanying a group of three people up to the second floor.Old Jiang quickly moved away to make way for a passage, with a courteous look.Looking up, I saw that the three of them were men, the two in front of them were rich and handsome young men, while the one walking at the end was a monk, white and fat, who looked not very old, With a smile on his face, he was very kind. When walking past Lao Jiangtou, the clerk smiled and said that this is the boss of our Dawanju. The two young men nodded slightly and walked over, but the fat monk, who was very polite, stopped and smiled at the old man. Jiang put his palms together and said hello: "Hello, old benefactor." This sentence made old Jiangtou feel good about the monk immediately, he hurriedly said with a smile: "Master, master, please go up and drink tea. The black rock tea in our shop is fragrant and sweet, and you will be satisfied." The fat monk laughed, nodded, and walked over to the innermost T-shaped room, but when he passed the second B-shaped room and the third C-shaped room, his footsteps seemed to pause slightly for a moment.