Chapter 426 Myodian

Suddenly, Xu Yi thought of Xujiacun, a place that didn't bring him too many happy memories.

Inadvertently, it became his concern.

"I am getting more and more in tune with this world!"

With a word of silence, Xu Yi's body flickered, and he had already entered a pond. After scrubbing, he felt quite refreshed, but his clothes were torn and he hadn't changed them, so he had to cover his body with the torn cloth, stretched his body again, and shot towards the nearest village.

Now that he has a high level of cultivation, even if he runs around naked, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to see him.

Sneaking into the village, looking for a courtyard, changed into a bunt full of patches to cover up his flesh, then slipped out the door, more than ten miles to the west is the official road.

Xu Yi, who thought that the rough cloth was not comfortable, started cutting diameters for a living. With his current level of cultivation, he was able to make a living doing robbery.

In less than half an hour, the rough farmer turned into a scholar rushing for the exam, dressed in green clothes and white horse, covered his head with a square scarf, and folded a paper fan. He walked westward along the official road with an air of elegance.

It will be summer, and all things will sprout again. On both sides of the official road, there are luxuriant grasses and trees among the flowers. From time to time, there will be a breeze, and the trees will shake their tricks, and the fresh air will blow your face, which is very pleasant.

After a massacre, it was rare to find such leisure, so Xu Yi didn't hit the horse, let him walk slowly, and suddenly remembered the pamphlet in Xia Zimo's Sumeru Ring, and with a thought, it was in his palm.

Opening the title page, lines of beautiful light-ink characters come into view, which is the song "The End of the World" written in the Duke's Mansion: Withered vines, old trees, dark crows, small bridges and flowing water, people, ancient roads, westerly winds and thin horses, sunset, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. "

Turning it back again, it is still his poem.

After the poem, there are comments made by Xia Zimo, or an extension of the poem.

After all, although these poems have profound artistic conception, their words are simple and plain.

Xia Meiren put pen and ink into it, expanding each poem into a touching story.

For example, the song "Jianghu" was rendered by Xia Meiren into a beautiful and sad Jianghu story, and even gave birth to a pair of male and female protagonists. In the bloody storm, they smiled proudly hand in hand, which was a bit more delicious.

"Weijiang will keep his eyes open all night long, and repay his life without raising his eyebrows!"

Xu Yi let out a long sigh, closed the booklet, and put it in his arms.

After walking for a while, we arrived at a fork, which turned out to be a rather large thatched shop, with three spacious thatched huts lined up at a time, the front of the door was set high, and there were more than a dozen thick tables and stools lined up.

The strong aroma even urged Xu Yi to ride his horse hastily. He rushed to the front, flew straight from the horse to an empty table, took out a gold coin, and said loudly, "Good wine and good meat!"

Selling is gold coins, the shopkeeper knows that he has bumped into a high-ranking customer, he dare not neglect, he doesn't care about urging Xiaoer, and gets started himself.

Soon, the table was filled with steaming big buns, big pots of beef bones, beef offal, golden sticky pots, and big jars of sake.

Xu Yizao was so hungry that he moved left and right. Meat bags, cowboys, and beef bones were rushed into his mouth like flowing water. Hula la, like a whale swallowing water, even the thick beef bones were directly chewed to pieces.

With the entrance of hundreds of catties of things, Qingshan is still upright, his face is not red, his heart is not beating, and his belly has never bulged.

Xu Yi hadn't eaten for half a month, and Xu Yi had been so hungry that he fell asleep. Now that he was so excited by this ****, a cow could swallow it.

Fortunately, in today's world, there are as many warriors as a cow's hair, and this generation eats like this. Although Xu Yi's eating is fierce, it is not surprising.

The owner of the shop is not afraid of a big-bellied man, the fat shopkeeper with a body as round as a meat ball, his eyes are on the gold coins on Xu Yi's table, which have already taken root, and he is afraid that this one will eat less, and he will have to find a lot of silver taels later.

"If so, take another seat."

Eating is one of Xu Yi's few hobbies. Just now, he devoured to satisfy his appetite. Now, he needs to eat slowly to satisfy his appetite.

The fat shopkeeper swiftly withdrew the seats, changed them, and when the tables were set up again, Xu Yi really stopped eating nonsense and savored slowly.

Not long after, a few more tables of guests came one after another, most of them armed with guns and swords, powerful men in twos and threes, each took over the tables and chairs, and the tables and chairs were clattered, and they scolded the shopkeeper to serve wine and meat quickly.

The fat shopkeeper is able to operate in this key point, so he is a slick and smooth person, and he flatters him with a good voice, while scolding Xiaoer like a chicken and a dog to serve the food quickly.

Xu Yi frowned slightly, but he didn't change his face after all. He still hoped to collect some useful information while the group of people were chatting.

Unexpectedly, he didn't cause trouble, and troubles came to him, and he was eating and drinking in An Ran, a fat and strong man with a thick beard sat down opposite him, picked up the gold coins on the table and said, "Red gold coins, tsk tsk, in this wild thatched store, I was willing to take out this treasure for a meal. You are so rich. It's just that you are embarrassing the store. It doesn't matter how broken the shop is. It's your luck to meet me for this meal." I'll take care of it, you can eat whatever you want!" After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Yah, you treat me to dinner, why don't you take my money, stop!"

Xu Yi got up and hurriedly chased after him, "I only have five gold coins left, you take one, how can I make a living along the way, return it to me quickly, lest I report to the yamen and make your ass bloom." He staggered after catching up with the fat and strong man, and then stretched out his hand to grab it.

The fat shopkeeper hurriedly made bows, apologized everywhere, and came to help Xu Yi in a hurry, but in his heart he called out "Amitabha, God bless". Afterwards, these people didn't know that the white flour scholar had a solid foundation, but he saw the person who dismounted from the horse with ease and chewed mountains and seas with ease, and knew that this person must be a warrior.

Although he had to get a glimpse of the truth, the fat shopkeeper didn't think of getting involved in it at all, he only hoped that the two sides would not fight here, even if there was some wine and meat, he would admit it.

Xu Yi trembled slightly, causing everyone to burst into laughter, and even murmured maliciously. Xu Yi could clearly hear it, but he wanted to play with his so-called other four gold coins.

After all, this place is an important point, people come and go, and those who have thoughts, but they dare not act openly, they only plan secretly.

Not long after, everyone's attention turned to the wine and meat market. They yelled five times and six times, and they kept shouting. Then, what Xu Yi wanted to hear was caught out.

He acted patiently, but he didn't want to demolish everyone's wine shop, in order to hear some news. After all, the battle at Canglong Mountain definitely had a big impact.