Hongluo Town at night is extraordinarily lively, no worse than the county seat next to the imperial capital.
But Sun Wuxia's face was not so good-looking.
Because of the delay on the road for a while, they fell behind again. In the end, although they rushed to the town at night, most of the inns in the town were full. This was the third inn that Sun Wuxia and the others asked about. It's full.
In fact, in normal times, although there are many people coming and going in the aisles in Hongluo Town, it is not that many. It is only because there will be a grand temple fair for the local people in Shangzhou in a few days. Wanting to rush over to take the opportunity to make some money, plus the Chinese New Year is approaching, they are visiting relatives in Shangzhou to go to the market, Hongluo Town is bustling for a while, showing an unprecedented liveliness.
Sun Wuxia originally thought that their group could afford the money, so they would not worry about living. Who knows how many places they could afford to pay, but they would not be able to get a room. There were many caravans with deep pockets. He was about to show it. Identity, forced the innkeeper to vacate the room, and saw a person coming downstairs, very familiar.
Taking a closer look, the other party was not the one who suppressed the restlessness of the horse in time during the day.
Although he didn't know his name, the half of his white hair was really eye-catching. From the beginning of going downstairs, not only Sun Wuxia, but also many eyes fell on the other party.
Sun Wuxia took a step forward and blocked the way.
"I don't know if there are spare rooms here, brother. Some of my friends who are with me have female relatives who can't stand the cold wind at night. There are many Taoist brothers. It's better to be accommodating. I will be rewarded heavily."
He was upset, but he still managed to speak in a good voice.
After all, it's not good to be seen in public.
He heard the other party ask, "What is the heavy reward?"
Sun Wuxia said it casually, and when he heard the words, he said, "Magic treasure and elixir, what do you want?"
Chang Ming tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Is there a sword? My brother is still missing a sword."
Sun Wuxia raised her eyebrows, thinking that you're fat and you're really out of breath? If two rooms need a sword, why not grab it
"What sword do you want?" he asked, raising his voice.
Chang Ming glanced at the long sword on his back, paused for a moment, shook his head, as if to say, like the one you carry, it will be gone.
Sun Wuxia understood the meaning of the silence, and his anger surged, and he couldn't help but pat the other person's shoulder!
The sword he was carrying was not because he couldn't put it away, but because the sword was a treasure of the master's sect. This time, the master wanted to make him stand out, so the master gave this sword to him. He, Sun Wuxia couldn't put it down, and he couldn't bear to put it away. He carried his back behind his back every day and swaggered through the market. This could also deter some ill-intentioned Xiao Xiao, and he was accompanied by his uncle on this trip, so the nobles in the carriage were not easy to mess with , the journey was safe and sound.
As a result, the other party was a loose cultivator, and it was nothing more than a wild talk, but he still didn't like this sword.
How can someone who doesn't even have a magic weapon with him look down on his sword? !
Sun Wuxia didn't want to make a big deal, but just wanted to teach the other party a lesson.
Unexpectedly, when he stretched out his hand, he felt a soft bump against a piece of cotton. It didn't hurt, but his body floated back involuntarily. Sun Wuxia couldn't control it at all, and his face couldn't help showing horror until he hit the pillar behind him. stop.
Chang Ming glanced at him with a half-smiling, meaningful look.
Sun Wuxia found out that at first glance, the other party was only a high-level cultivator, and he was still ill. In fact, he couldn't test the depth at all. Maybe he was just a fledgling, maybe he surpassed the great master, and Sun Wuxia just wanted to fight back. In a short period of time, he couldn't react, because the other party's spiritual power was harmonious and unobstructed, and he couldn't find any flaws.
The faint golden light that lingered around the body flashed away, like Buddhism and Taoism, and it was impossible to trace the origin of the sect.
For the first time, Sun Wuxia had the urge to know the name of the other party.
"Dare to ask your friend's name?"
Chang Ming didn't answer, but instead said, "We can spare two wing rooms, but you have to exchange something."
Sun Wuxia: "What do you want?"
Chang Ming: "Is there any medicine for amnesia?"
Sun Wuxia was at a loss for a moment: "I've never heard of such elixir in the world."
Chang Ming: "Then give me the sword on your body."
Sun Wuxia naturally couldn't hand over the treasure of the town sect to the other party, and to send the magic weapon for the two wing rooms, no matter how he thought about it, he felt embarrassed. .
He stared at Chang Ming for a moment, and said in his heart that I will take note of your face, and we will settle the account slowly in the future. He said in a stern voice, "Wait a moment, I will discuss it with someone."
Sun Wuxia rushed out of the inn angrily, and said a few words to He Bo, who was waiting in front of the car outside the door, not forgetting to add fuel and vinegar to tell how hateful the other party was.
He Bai frowned and said, "It's naturally impossible to give your Zhiqiu Sword, it's too deceiving, that's all, let's go somewhere else..."
"I have a sword here."
The jester in the car suddenly made a noise.
Sun Wuxia subconsciously retorted: "This matter does not require the county master to come forward."
Although Changning County Master is young, his seniority is high. He and Sun Wuxia's father are cousins and sisters, and they have a bizarre and precious status. They are far more than just an ordinary royal princess. value.
"Don't worry too much, this sword belongs to A Chi. She didn't use a sword at all, and she kept it when she put it on. Besides, this sword is not an absolute magic weapon, at most it's self-defense. Take the sword out of the scabbard, you can just take it, just use it as a convenience when you are away from home, and convenient for yourself."
After speaking, the curtain was lifted, and the maid held out the sword.
Sun Wuxia looked at it, the body of the sword was simple and unpretentious, without even inscriptions.
"What is this sword called?"
"Well, this sword does not have a name. If the other party asks, he will say that it is called the nameless sword."
Sun Wuxia:…
He took the sword and walked towards the inn, while he tried to pull the sword out of the scabbard, but he couldn't pull it out.
With a little more force, it still doesn't move.
Sun Wuxia's face turned green.
"I'll try it." He Bo said upon seeing this.
Sun Wuxia handed it over, only to see that the uncle tried it, and the expression on his face seemed to be using spiritual power, but he didn't respond.
The scabbard and handle seemed to be firmly glued together, and there was no way they could be separated.
Sun Wuxia even suspected that the Changning County Master was deliberately teasing the other party.
He had the idea of gloating in misfortune and watching a good show, and suddenly he didn't feel that the other party was making trouble unreasonably and reaching out for treasure.
After entering the inn, Chang Ming was still leaning on the stairs waiting for them.
He had a bowl of hot noodle soup in his hand, his eyes fell on the noodle soup, and he was focused and serious. Other than that, there seemed to be nothing that could attract his attention.
"Hey."
Sun Wuxia walked over with the sword in hand.
"This sword, if you can pull it out, it will be replaced by your three wing rooms, how about it?"
Chang Ming looked away, landed on the sword, looked at it for a moment, and nodded.
"Can."
He stretched out his hand to draw the sword, but Sun Wuxia deliberately let go of his strength. As long as the opponent pulled hard, the sword would fall to the ground.
At that time, the other party will ignore the head and the tail, and if he wants to take a sword, he has to give up the soup noodles, and he can always be a clown.
But Sun Wuxia never expected that when he let go, the sword was pulled out from the scabbard with a slamming blow, effortlessly and effortlessly.
Instead, Sun Wuxia let go, and the scabbard fell to the ground.
Chang Ming looked at him, his expression clearly looking at an idiot: This is it
Sun Wuxia was also dumbfounded, and he even suspected that the companion of the Changning County Master had done something with the sword.
But it's impossible to think about it.
The only explanation is that he and his uncle are not as good as the person in front of him.
In any case, it was unacceptable to Sun Wuxia. He himself did not dare to say that the rookie generation was unparalleled. Just his uncle He Bo, who saw that one foot stepped on the threshold of the master, how could he even have a sword. Can't pull it out
"Sword come."
Sun Wuxia heard the other party say two words flatly.
The scabbard flew up from the ground and automatically slipped into the long sword in his hand.
Sun Wuxia resisted the urge to grab the sword back and try again, and looked away at the soup noodles in Chang Ming's other hand.
The bowl of noodle soup was still in his hand, steady.
"What is this sword called?" Changming asked.
Sun Wuxia was so angry that her nose was crooked, and she thought of her own purpose.
"Where is the wing you promised, fellow Daoist can't be the master, since you are a monk, you should know the rules."
Cultivators can kill people and steal treasures, but they cannot break their promises, because making a promise is equivalent to setting an invisible cause and effect.
Chang Ming nodded and called the shopkeeper.
"The three extra rooms we just added are for this guest."
The house was already overbooked.
Lao He works flawlessly. He expected that Sun Wuxia and his party would come after him, and he would definitely not be able to live in the room. When he came forward and gave him a favor, he should have a good relationship.
After Yun Weisi and Chang Ming rescued him, Lao He gave the favor to Yun Weisi and the others, but he didn't expect Chang Ming to return with a new sword.
Chang Ming held his face, holding the sword, Shi Shiran returned to the house.
Old He was holding his daughter, and together with Yun Weisi, he listened to the chatter of the guests who came to visit from the next room.
The guest arrived two days earlier than them, and the reason why he didn't leave was because the wind and snow had been blissful the previous two days, and it didn't clear up until today.
"These days, strange things have happened in the town one after another. Every night, there will always be people dying. Not only that, but I heard it's haunted."
The little girl was so frightened that she burrowed into her father's arms. Lao He wanted her to go to sleep, but she refused, and was afraid that she would have to listen.
"It's haunted, can't we come to this inn?"
"Hey, it's hard to say. There was a big snowstorm last night, and many people went back to their houses to rest early. This morning, you know the Yunlai Inn not far away, right?"
"I know, we just asked, and it's full."
The other party slapped his thigh, "Fortunately, you didn't live here. It wasn't dawn yet. The man got up and boiled water. When he saw a man hanged on the beam at the entrance of his inn, his soul was almost scared! , Counting that before I came, a total of about eight people died, and if the weather is sunny tomorrow, you should leave soon!"