The Imperial Guard’s Revenge Chapter 19: ：Shaolin appears
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On a winter day, heavy snow is coming!
There was a thick layer of snow in Xiaomiao Town, and there were very few people on the streets. A carriage like a lonely ghost drove into the town, and the carriage was not too deep. A burly man wrapped in cotton-padded clothes jumped out of the carriage. The driving whip in his hand proved that he was a simple coachman, but the ghost-headed sword thrust obliquely behind his back was a little weird.
At the end of the street is a three-story inn, which looks like a carriage. It is white and deserted, and like the dead branches in front of the door, there are a few frost-white ice knots.
The two closed doors seemed to have not been opened for some days, and the red paint on the doors was mottled. If it weren’t for the signs on the door poles that were still fighting the wind and snow tenaciously, no one would think that this door was open. The inn has been closed down for a long time.
After waiting outside the door for a long time, no one came out to say hello, and no one could be heard inside the inn, which made the inn even more lonely and desolate. In fact, people in the town knew that this inn had a prosperous business a long time ago. It had entertained wealthy guests from all over the world, dignitaries from the temple, and even a martial arts hero had stayed there. Even three years ago, when the inn changed its owner, a major event that shocked the martial arts world happened here. Several figures who had once shocked the world died inexplicably overnight.
After that, the inn suddenly became quiet and lonely, and its owner suddenly became silent and unknown. Now the inn is managed by the proprietress, but she is limited to opening and closing the door and providing accommodation. None of the requirements were met.
So there is a terrible legend in the world and among the people, saying that this place is a dangerous place, and there are evil spirits seeking life!
Now, there is no longer laughter and noise here during the day, and there are no longer bright lights at night. Only a solitary lamp in front of the door stays on all night, as if it can lead people to the point of no return.
There seems to be someone waiting day and night in the small building, but no one knows what she is waiting for?
But no matter how humble and dark the place, there are people living silently, just like the **** field of Jin Yiwei. Maybe it's because they have nowhere else to go, or maybe it's because they'd rather hide in a place like this and be forgotten.
"Master, we're here." Tie Qi stood in front of the carriage with some respect and said to the carriage.
Liu Mu jumped off the carriage and looked up at the inn, which was not a big one. He stepped forward and pushed open the closed door. The creaking sound made his teeth feel a little sore. Liu Mu frowned and glanced casually. In the store, I patted the few fallen snow on my body, and after a while, I shouted to the store: "Is there anyone here? Check in."
The owner of the shop is a pale-faced woman. The ruthlessness of time has carved traces on her face. A deep scar runs diagonally across her face. If it weren’t for this scar, she would have had a pretty face. The premise is that She is ten years younger.
Wang Rong knew that his shabby shop would not attract noble patrons, but he still humbly waited for the guests here with the door open in exchange for some rare money to live. He would rather live in poverty in the inn. Humble, unwilling to sell the inn and return to her parents' home to listen to the ruthless ridicule of those people. Although these days are lonely, they are calm. She always held on to the illusion that her husband was still alive and would come back.
You don’t have to go out by yourself to know that it’s snowing heavily today. I thought it would be closed when it gets dark as usual, but I didn’t expect that a unique customer came to the shop. In fact, he was not wearing very luxurious clothes. , doesn’t look special either. Although he was tall and handsome, he looked very cold, with a frosty chill all year round.
He is really an ordinary person, but when Wang Rong saw him at first sight, he felt that there was something special about him. He didn't laugh at Wang Rong's appearance, nor did he pay attention to it, nor did he pretend to have any special sympathy for the scars on her face. To be honest, this kind of sympathy is sometimes more unbearable than ridicule. He was neither critical nor complimentary of the inn's dilapidated surroundings. He rarely spoke at all. The strangest thing was that since he first walked into this shop, except for the words "stay in the shop", he has never uttered a word. Even the eagle on his shoulder has the same appearance.
"The store does not provide food or hot water. A room costs 300 yuan. If you want to live in the house, you can lead the horse in the backyard and choose the room by yourself." Wang Rong said as if she had already memorized the lines.
Different from Fan Yan's disgusted expression, Liu Mu nodded calmly and said to Fan Yan without turning his head: "Go and notify Tie Qi and buy some food back." After saying that, he headed upstairs without looking back. Walking to the room, Wang Rong passed by Wang Rong and placed a piece of loose silver on the railing of the corridor.
Wang Rong is not a talkative person. After receiving the money, she turned around and returned to her room. There was really no one to greet in the store. Several days passed like this. The weather has been a bit cold these days, and a heavy snowfall has not stopped for more than ten days. With the tacit consent of the innkeeper, Tie Qi and Fan Yan have managed the inn to a point of popularity. Even the kang was set on fire, and work began in the abandoned kitchen.
In Wang Rong's eyes, these were a few strange guests, but seeing some of them returning to their original inn, she sometimes not only thought about how great it would be if these people could stay here forever. Early that morning, Fan Yan and Tie Qi started practicing swordsmanship in the clean hall. Just half an hour later, two men on horseback came from a distance. There were not many pedestrians on this snowy day, and there were even less people on horseback. Iron Banner stopped Fan Yan and looked at the two people on the horse.
I saw these two people wearing long apricot-yellow cotton robes. The one in the front had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the one in the back had a hook-like nose. Both of them had short beards. They both looked to be in their thirties. The appearance of these two people was not outstanding, but the apricot yellow cotton robes they wore were very dazzling. Neither of them paid attention to Tie Qi and Fan Yan in the inn, but raised their heads to look at the sky from time to time.
After a while, the two men rode their horses to the front of the inn, clasped their fists at the Iron Banners and said, "May I ask you two, is this eagle in the sky yours?" After speaking, they pointed to the sky.
The confused Tie Qi and Fan Yan looked at each other, stepped out of the door and stared at the sky. After a moment, they said in unison: "No."
I stared carefully at the eyes of the two Iron Banners for a long time, and after confirming that they were not lying, I smiled and clasped my fists and said: "Sorry to bother you two, my two brothers are Shaolin outer disciples, and we are following them this time. The villain with the eagle, I owe you two apologies." After saying that, he bowed and saluted!
Watching the two men mount their horses and leave, Fan Yan said doubtfully: "It is indeed not Brother Mu's eagle, but who else in the world can lead an eagle?"
"People from Shaolin are still looking for it, it's definitely not a trivial matter." Tie Qi also agreed.
"What happened?" I don't know when, Liu Mu had walked out of the room and asked in the corridor.
"They are from Shaolin, looking for some bad guy with an eagle." Fan Yan had already said first.
The only ones with eagles in the arena were Jin Yiwei. Liu Mu guessed that his colleagues were nearby and frowned: "Which direction did the Shaolin people leave from?"
Seeing the iron flag pointing to the east, Liu Muyun got up and chased in the direction where the Shaolin people left. His voice came out from a distance: "Wait for me in the inn. I'll be back as soon as I go."
Before the voice fell, Tie Qi and the others could no longer see his figure. After shaking their heads in confusion, the two of them opened their stances and started practicing their swords again.