"Of course, otherwise, no matter how superb her martial arts skills are, it will be difficult for her to hold up the sky!" Nangong Haotian ignored Shangguan Xiaowan and interrupted.
"Since there are so many people, not just three huts, but two tile-roofed houses can accommodate it, at least there must be a large courtyard!" Shangguan Xiaowan continued without even stopping, ignoring Nangong Haotian's words.
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Chu Meng praised: "Sister Xiaowan's judgment is good. If there is a large village in the mountainous area, it will naturally be easier to find it when searching."
Shangguan Xiaowan nodded and continued: "What I am afraid of now is that the woman in purple is not in Tuotuo Mountain, or even though she is in the mountain, it will be difficult if she is not the leader..."
Liu Qianwen suddenly said: "Sure enough, as Sister Xiaowan said, there is a huge organization or a vast house in the mountains. The bartenders and waiters in Linhu must know about it..."
The old man said solemnly: "Although those people know that if it is a domineering organization, those people may not dare to say it!"
This is based on experience. Shangguan Xiaowan and others all agreed.
However, Aunt Shan said disapprovingly: "Although those people dare not say it, we can judge it from their suspicious and fearful faces."
Shangguan Xiaowan praised it, and then urged: "Okay, let's get on the horse!"
Therefore, Liu Qianwen and others each walked to their own horses, jumped off the saddle, and continued to gallop forward in a row.
Nangong Haotian looked at the people leaving Juechen and couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose and said: "Qianwen, Ling'er, Bing'er, Meng'er... I'm so good to you, but you still...
They banded together to bully me, which really makes me sad!"
Just when Nangong Haotian was underestimating in a low voice, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from ahead, and then a beautiful figure appeared, it was Zhao Ling'er.
Nangong Haotian was overjoyed and hurriedly rushed forward, opened his arms and said: "Ling'er, it's better for you, I know you care about me the most!"
"I'm here to deliver a message. Sister Xiaowan said that if you don't leave, there will be no food to eat today!" After saying that, Zhao Ling'er turned the horse's head again and disappeared at a gallop, leaving only Nangong Haotian standing there in shock.
He didn't even notice that his body was covered with dust.
"I..." Nangong Haotian pointed in the direction where Zhao Ling'er disappeared. He was speechless for a long time, and finally choked out: "You guys are so cruel!"
He immediately got on his horse and vented all his anger on the horse. With a burst of whips, the horse immediately galloped away, leaving behind a dragon.
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As we speed forward, we gradually see clearly that there are roof ridges and corners exposed among the dense trees.
Along the way, Nangong Haotian, Shangguan Xiaowan and others occasionally saw temporary yurts built by nomadic Mongolians, but the vast majority of villages and towns were made of tile-roofed houses and thatched huts.
With a mile or two left, people could already be seen on the street, and there were many pedestrians in twos and threes, as if they were rushing to the market.
Looking at the edge of the tree shade, I found that there was a very prosperous street in the forest, with many shops and densely packed vendors.
However, Nangong Haotian and others also discovered an unusual phenomenon, that is, there were particularly many martial arts figures in groups of three or five, armed with weapons.
Due to the large area outside the Great Wall and the sparse population, sometimes two villages, towns and tribes are hundreds of miles apart, and news is often delayed. If there is no one from place A to place B doing business, town B will not get news from town A.
When they arrived at the street entrance, the eight people changed into two groups and rode forward abreast. Chu Meng automatically retreated behind Nangong Haotian's horse, letting Shangguan Xiaowan and Nangong Haotian ride in front.
As expected, there were quite a few people on the street, and half of them were martial arts heroes with strong suits and swords.
Among these figures, some are tall and burly, some are skinny and short, some have heads like wheat buckets, and some have tiger heads and swallow foreheads. It seems that many of them are heroes of the Mongolian and Tibetan Hui people.
As soon as Nangong Haotian and others entered the street, of course they immediately attracted the attention of the people on the street, and the noisy discussions immediately became silent.
Fortunately, not far from the street, there is a Chema Inn that also operates a restaurant. Since the signboard says Yanbei Laolong Inn, I know it was opened by the Han people.
When the shop boys under the store saw Nangong Haotian and others, they also came forward to greet them with smiles.
Nangong Haotian looked at Shangguan Xiaowan and said, "Is this the only one?"
Shangguan Xiaowan turned to the people behind her and said, "Let's stay here!"
So, everyone left Nangong Haotian behind, dismounted one after another, and were led into the store by the shop boy.
Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose and finally followed him.
Choosing a private courtyard and ordering wine and food were all the affairs of Aunt Shan in the past, but now that Gutou has come, all the trivial matters are taken care of by Gutou, and Aunt Shan is happy and relaxed.
The eight of them chose a large courtyard with four compartments and one living room in the back shop, and there were three shop boys waiting on them.
After washing the noodles and sitting down to drink tea, everyone felt that it was no different from staying in a hotel in the Central Plains.
The old man ordered a table full of delicious food and wine, and the three shop boys bowed and asked to leave so that they could inform the front shop of preparations.
Nangong Haotian suddenly waved and said, "Please leave one of you behind!"
The three shop boys knew that Nangong Haotian still had something to ask, so one of the older ones stayed behind automatically, while the other two continued to walk out of the hall.
The shop boy who stayed behind bowed and asked with a smile: "Do you have any other orders?"
Nangong Haotian asked harmoniously: "What happened in your place?"
The shop boy looked stunned, shook his head and said, "No!"
Nangong Haotian frowned and asked: "I saw many martial arts figures here. Do you usually have so many martial arts heroes from all over the place here?"
The shop boy suddenly smiled and said with a smile: "That's where the princess of King Chaganhama of this place competes to get married..."
"What a coincidence. It's rare that I have only come to Saibei once in my life, and this is the first time I encountered this excitement!" Aunt Shan laughed.
The shop boy burst into laughter and said, "This is not the first time..."
"How many times is this?" Nangong Haotian was quite curious. Could it be that this princess was so ugly that she didn't get married even after several attempts?
The shop boy pondered for a moment, then counted his fingers and said, "This is already the sixth time!"
"Uh..." Nangong Haotian asked in confusion: "Why do we hold it so many times?"
"No one who competes on stage can beat that princess!" The shop boy said with a smile: "Besides, in the past six years, the princess has not found a handsome consort!"
Nangong Haotian nodded. It turned out that it was not that the princess was too ugly, but that there was no Prince Charming. He was suddenly curious, what did this princess look like?
Aunt Shan suddenly laughed and said: "We have been fighting for six years and still haven't selected a prince-in-law. If we fight for another six years, wouldn't this very discerning princess become an old maid?"
"That's right..." the shop boy also said seriously: "This princess has been recruiting a son-in-law since she was sixteen years old. She is already twenty-one. If she can't find a son-in-law in two years, she will really change.
She’s become an old girl!”
Liu Qianwen suddenly felt a sense of desolation in her heart. Thinking about herself, she would be twenty-three soon. If Nangong Haotian continued to work hard, she would be a veritable old girl by the time the wedding ceremony was held!
And Chu Meng even sighed slightly. She was older than Liu Qianwen and was already an old girl!
Just when several people were sighing, they heard the shop boy continue: "But it doesn't matter if she doesn't get selected, she can still inherit her father's throne..."
"How can a daughter's family not find a husband?" Aunt Shan said disapprovingly: "What's the point of being a female bachelor emperor? Doesn't she want to find three thousand beautiful men as her harem?"
This sentence made everyone laugh, and the old man looked at Aunt Shan speechlessly. Nangong Haotian shook his head, feeling that Aunt Shan became more and more powerful after following him.
The boy in the shop finally suppressed his laughter and explained: "The princess could also choose a consort among the young men with the title of grand duke, but she refused and insisted on having to compete once a year to personally recruit her bride."
Zhao Ling'er snorted and asked a little unconvinced: "No one has been able to defeat her in six years. How is her martial arts so powerful?"
"It's amazing, especially her fairy binding rope..." the shop boy nodded repeatedly.
"What?" As soon as the words came out, Aunt Shan and others exclaimed in unison: "Tie the fairy rope? That is a magic method!"
The shop boy shook his head blankly and said: "Whether it's a magic spell, I haven't been there and I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I don't know, but I heard it's powerful. Once you're trapped, don't even think about breaking free!
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The old man sneered disapprovingly: "Whatever the fairy rope is, it's just a rumor. I think it's probably a chain of ropes. I can do this..."
"What's the matter?" Aunt Shan asked unhappily: "Old man, you also want to marry a foreign princess and follow the example of the former marshal Xiao Luocheng?"
The old boss stared at this, but before he could say anything, the shop boy waved his hand first and said with a smile: "No, no, no, this old boss is over the age. Anyone who goes on stage over his age will be beheaded on the spot!"
Aunt Shan said dissatisfiedly: "You have to be young and have good martial arts skills, how can such a good thing happen?"
"This condition is really not harsh..." The shop boy shook his head, but said seriously: "Actually, in our Central Plains, there are too many young knights under the age of thirty who have superhuman martial arts skills..."
Aunt Shan sneered: "Young knights from the Central Plains, all of them seem to like the flowers and jade from the Central Plains. How can you be so rare to gang up on an ugly woman outside the Great Wall..."
"Not ugly, not ugly, very beautiful..." the shop boy said with rosy cheeks, as if if Aunt Shan kept talking, he would fight to the death with Aunt Shan.
Aunt Shan originally wanted to say something, but Xue Bing'er, who rarely spoke, suddenly asked angrily: "Did you see how beautiful she is?"