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Chapter 132 [Is your melon ripe?]

wow~
Autumn rains in southern Xinjiang are unusually frequent this year.

Qiuhu has just been running for two days.

Driven and replaced by dark clouds again, the rolling thunder and the noisy and majestic rain became the main theme between heaven and earth again.

Between the mountains.

A convoy of dozens of people is struggling in the rain.

Coach Hong at the front of the convoy looked at the heavy rain that was falling, and the distance was full of haze. He also looked at the rushing yellow dragons in the surrounding mountains and forests, and he couldn't help feeling worried.

After wiping the rain off his face.

Coach Hong drove his horse to the window of the carriage box in the middle of the convoy, and shouted loudly: "Master, you can't go any longer. If you go any further, you may encounter a mud dragon and turn over."

The mud dragon turned over.

local saying.

That is mudslides.

Liu Yuanwai in the carriage opened the curtains and windows, looked at the dark rain with cloudy eyes and looked worried.

They are here.

It is forced by the world.

His family moved from Youzhou Prefecture to Guangqing Prefecture.

In Guangqing Mansion there is the Whale Alliance.

It is said that as long as you pay a certain amount of money every month, you can protect your family and life without any worries.

Unlike other places.

The bandits robbed and plundered, and gangs of wealthy families beat the bones and sucked the marrow, completely refusing to give people a way to survive.

On the road for several days.

People are tired.

The mental head has reached its limit.

Seeing that they have all entered the boundary of Guangqing Mansion.

The road was blocked by such a sudden rainstorm.

The tense spirit was stretched to the extreme, and I couldn't help but start to panic.

"Thank you Coach Hong, see if there is any resting place ahead, if not, build a shed to shelter from the rain.

Yun'er has probably received my letter, so she should bring someone to pick us up. "

Driven by anxiety.

Liu Yuanwai didn't take any risks, and used his wealth and life to gamble on good luck.

"The matter of duty, the master speaks seriously."

Headmaster Hong nodded, and told the other coachmen to stop in the courtyard, and drove the horse alone and disappeared into the majestic rain ahead.

"Peace and peace, smooth and smooth."

Inside the carriage, Member Liu folded his hands together and kept muttering, not knowing where he was praying.

Perhaps his sincerity moved the gods.

After a while.

Teacher Hong hurried back with an excited expression: "Master, there is an abandoned inn one mile away. The roof tiles are in good condition and can shelter from the rain."

Abandoned inn?

Doubt appeared in Liu Yuanwai's eyes.

To avoid bandits.

They are all walking on wild mountain hair roads. How can there be an inn in such a desolate place?

Boom!

"Bumpy-"

The thunder that fell from the sky and the panicked hissing of the horses completely dispelled the doubts in Yuanwai Liu's heart and turned them into urgency, and he nodded in agreement with Coach Hong's proposal.

The convoy set off again in the rain.

After a while.

Sure enough, there is an inn on the hill that looks like a tiger leaping in the distance.

Above the wine flag fluttering in the rain.

You can also see the blurred "Huwangzhuang" three big characters.

But the weird thing is...

The formerly deserted inn.

At this moment, the lights are brightly lit, and the indistinct sound of drinking and drinking can be heard faintly in the inn, which is very lively.

Gudong~

Instructor Hong swallowed hard, all kinds of supernatural rumors subconsciously emerged in his mind, and the unreasonable fear chilled his bones, and his already pale face became even paler because of the cold.

"Don't be surprised, I don't want to disturb you!"

Muttered something in the mouth.

Coach Hong withdrew his gaze, tightened the reins, and wanted to drive the horse and lead the team away from the inn.

but……

Do not move!

The horse, who was originally panicked, approached the inn as if he had encountered a natural enemy. His body was as stiff as a stone, his whole body was trembling, and he dared not make a sound.

The nearby guards also noticed that something was wrong with the horse, and they stepped forward in fear and asked loudly:
"Teacher Hong, why is the horse not moving?!"

wow——

The inn not far away suddenly fell silent.

Candle lights, drinking and shouting were all gone.

Dead and barren again.

It seemed that the excitement just now was just an illusion of Coach Hong.

"This……"

The guard also noticed something was wrong with the inn, his face was pale, and his calf began to twist.

"To shut up!"

Instructor Hong gave the guard a hard look, got off his horse and ran to the carriage outside Member Liu, and said with a sullen face, "Master, we've run into something evil, we must leave immediately!"

Hit evil? !
wow-

The sandalwood beads in his hand suddenly scattered all over the ground.

Member Liu's face was as pale as paper, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly followed Coach Hong out of the carriage.

"This!!"

But after they got out of the carriage.

His expression changed drastically again.

for a short time.

The dozens of people in the convoy all disappeared, and the world evaporated. As far as the eye can see, except for the rain, there is a thick and lingering white mist.

"Hahaha, drink."

"Little Er, pour the wine, pour the wine."

Deep in the hazy rain and fog.

The inn turned on the lights again, and there were bursts of noisy noise.

"Hehe, you two, it's raining heavily, why don't you go into the store to rest for a while and warm up?"

When Coach Hong and Yuanwai Liu were trembling all over, some cold laughter rang in their ears.

A melon-capped, skinny, mummy-like boy stepped out of the rain and fog, nodding and bowing, with a flattering smile on his face.

But Coach Hong and Yuanwai Liu couldn't feel any kindness and warmth.

The trembling and frightened eyes of the two lowered little by little.

finally.

Everything was fixed on the empty trouser leg of the boy...

……

The evening of the third day.

It was another thunderstorm day, dark and hazy.

"Drive, drive-"

The muddy water exploded, the whip whipped and the horse ran.

On the muddy mountain road far away from Huwangzhuang, a group of people appeared again.

But they are different from Yuanwai Liu.

There are more than ten people in this line.

They are all black tight clothes, and the muscles under the clothes are high and swelled, making the clothes tight and fit.

The hero Ma Biao, the dragon is fine and the tiger is fierce.

Majestic rainy day.

You can even see the chest and abdomen exposed, with dragon and tiger tattoos, and the appearance is either full of flesh or hideous scars.

far.

You can feel the wild and brutal aura, as if the bandits from Heifengzhai had descended from the mountain.

"Whew! ""

In front of Tiger King Village.

Mud and water splashed, and the sound of horses being reined and stopped became one piece.

The skinny boy in the melon skin hat ran out of the shop, nodded and bowed familiarly, the difference was that this time he had feet in his trouser legs, he reached out to grab the horse rope, and said flatteringly:

"Everyone has worked hard, there is hot water and fine wine in the store, I will let everyone..."

crackle!

The long whip smashed through the air.

He whipped the boy so hard that he staggered and fell face down in the muddy water, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Immediately tall.

Wang Long, with a towering muscle and a ferocious black dragon stabbed in his chest, retracted his whip, his face was beating like a centipede with a scar on his face, and he spat an old mouthful of phlegm at the boy:

"Bah, straight mother, you scared me, how can you be so skinny, your old lady didn't feed you?"

"Hahaha!"

"Xiao Er, I'm afraid you are not a son of a bitch, you are so skinny."

"Hey, Xiao Er, how does Niang Niang look like?"

There was a sudden burst of vulgar laughter around.

Forbearance! !
The pupils of the melon cap boy lying in the mud turned pure black, but he gritted his teeth and held back.

This group of people is not simple.

Can't get it in the normal way.

Have to endure!

Wait until they enter the inn.

Have your own way to concoct it!

"Hehe, as long as you are happy, sir."

The boy in the melon cap had his black pupils back to normal, he got up and smiled flatteringly, but there was no sign of anger.

"What a fucking bitch!"

Wang Long snorted and laughed, dismounted and walked towards the first floor of the inn.

Snapped!
Another lash to the face.

"Ma Gu, or I'll break your leg!"

A thin and fierce red-haired short-inch man grinned, showing two rows of big white teeth, and patted Guapi Xiaoer's face with a wild and unruly expression.

Forbearance!

Forbearance!

Guapi Xiaoer's face twisted, but he still nodded and said: "Yes, yes, he must be more attentive than taking care of my old lady."

"Hahaha, sensible."

In laughter.

A piece of broken silver was thrown at Xiao Er's feet.

Inexplicable.

Xiao Er wanted to cry a little.

motherfucker.

It's fine if Zuoren is bullied like a dog.

Why don't you stop being a human being and still get bullied? !

……

"You deserve to drink too, get out!"

"What are you looking at, I've never seen such a handsome big brother!"

"Shopkeeper, where did the shopkeeper go?"

After Wang Long and his party of more than ten people entered the inn, they were as arrogant and domineering as ever.

The other "guests" who dared to take a second look just greeted with loud mouths, and the table was slapped loudly.

"Hey, everyone calm down."

Behind the counter, the old man with a strong physique like a tiger, wearing a strange tiger-headed hat came out quickly, and kept laughing with him, while the murderousness in his eyes gradually increased.

After appeasing Wang Long and others.

The old shopkeeper of the tiger head hat asked the back chef to take out cantaloupes as crystal as jade, the size of a head, and said with a smile:
"Everyone, this is the famous white jade melon in our store. The meat is as bright as jade, crispy, sweet and refreshing. It's not that person, and the little old people don't even take it out."

Cantaloupe is crystal clear and fragrant.

Under the illumination of the light, it really shines like the white jade.

Wang Long looked at the cantaloupe on the table, narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out his fingers and tapped it, made a dull sound, turned his head and said with a grin:
"Are your melons ripe?"

"..."

The old shopkeeper of the tiger head hat twitched cheekily, and said with a dry smile:

"My lord, you are joking. If you are not familiar with me, how dare the little old man make a fool of yourself."

"I asked you if you are familiar?!"

Wang Long's eyes were playful, and he stroked the melon, but his tone was full of murderous intent.

Call ~
The shopkeeper of the tiger head hat exhaled slightly, and his smile was already a little stiff:

"Guaranteed, absolutely guaranteed, if you are not familiar, the little old man's head is a melon, and the customer can dispose of it at will."

"Okay, that's what you said!"

Clang!
The fine steel long knife suddenly came out of its sheath.

The bright knife light flickered.

It illuminates the suddenly changed expressions of the shopkeeper of the tiger head hat, the customers in the store, and the little boy with the melon skin hat who just entered the room.

laugh--

Benedict!
The stainless steel long knife blows hair and breaks hair.

Under the control of extremely delicate power, he split the cantaloupe and stopped on the Zhuopan.

Call ~
The knife wind drives the airflow to surge.

A strong smell of blood suddenly filled the air.

Red, white, black.

Accompanied by Wang Long, he took the knife back and left a table.

chi chi chi-

The black liquid from the "white jade melon" softened and corroded the wooden table in the blink of an eye, dripped to the ground, and billows of black smoke rose.

"You melon, you have a lot of stamina. I'm afraid even a tough man will become a soft-legged shrimp, right?"

Wang Long glanced at the metal fragments falling from the edge of the fine steel long knife, and looked at the shopkeeper with the lowered head of the tiger hat with his golden vertical pupils that were different from ordinary people, with a half-smile.

(End of this chapter)