The next day, Yu Yi woke up as usual. The air after the rain was particularly fresh. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and felt his body recover. He couldn't help but give Su Qiang a thumbs up.
It is said that Zhang Daniu recovered a lot from his injuries after taking Diao Ruxiao medicine that day. Thinking that he would be a useless person from now on and would have no shame to return to the teacher's sect, he simply prepared some luggage and went to the inn after dark.
I bought a horse and left Daoxiang Village.
Riding on the horse, he did not have a clear destination in mind. He just drove the horse forward and ran forward. It seemed that only by maintaining this state could he forget the pain of his broken arm.
In this way, they walked and stopped along the way. The horse was tired and hungry. Finally, it was tired and panting on the side of the road. Seeing that it would never get up again, Zhang Daniu sighed and had to take the luggage from the horse.
, continued to move forward, and soon it was ten o'clock in the night, and the cold was getting a bit heavy, so he planned to find a place to hit the tip.
Not long after walking, I found an inn and happily stayed in it.
I asked the waiter to order some dishes, and then looked around. The inn was not large in size, with only about 5 tables in the lobby. The store was run by a middle-aged couple and a young man who helped.
"Hey, why do you think the boss is so interested in this Daoxiang Village? I've been there. I want money but not money. I want beautiful women but not beautiful women."
"Whatever, go ahead and talk about it first. The boss must have his reasons."
Zhang Daniu quickly concentrated his attention after hearing this conversation. It turned out that the guests at the table behind him were chatting. Looking back, he saw that one of the men had a mustache and carried a machete behind his back, and the other one looked a little...
Childish, also holding a spear in his hand.
The young man wanted to ask again, but was slapped on the head by his mustache.
"You just need to take care of yourself, kid. Why do you like to worry so much?"
As soon as the slap came down, Zhang Daniu could clearly hear the sound of the slap. He thought it was a rough slap. From the way the other person was dressed, he estimated that the other person was not a regular businessman.
"Why hasn't the wine been served yet?"
Or maybe the waiting time was a bit long, so the mustache was a little impatient and yelled a few words.
"Sir, wait a moment, I'll be here soon."
With that said, the waiter brought over a bottle of wine.
"Humph, who are you? You dare to come and deliver wine to me, grandpa. Quickly replace me. I want the boss lady Nian to deliver the wine herself."
The mustache took the wine and took a sip, then spat it out, all over the waiter's face. However, the other party had muscles and a somewhat sinister appearance. The waiter shivered on the spot, wiped his face with his hands, and returned.
Went to the kitchen.
"These evil people have gone too far to deceive others!"
Seeing this kind of thing, Zhang Daniu was very angry, but he didn't know how good the opponent's martial arts was, so he could only wait and see.
Soon, the landlady came out, also holding a jug of wine. She was wearing a plain skirt, dressed like a peasant woman, and there was nothing special about it.
"That's right! Come and have a few drinks with me, hahaha."
The mustached man took the wine and was still not satisfied, so he even dragged the boss's wife into his arms. The poor boss's wife kept struggling to no avail.
At this time, the boss came out. He was a middle-aged man with a slender figure who seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind. Seeing this situation, tears flowed out and he cried hurriedly: "Uncle, are you in the shop today?"
All expenses are free of charge, so please show your support!"
When the boss said this, his voice was trembling and his knees began to bend inward slightly. It seemed that as long as the other party nodded in agreement, he would immediately kneel down to thank him.
"I asked you, why are you so stingy? Lend me your wife to play with, and I can pay you back when I'm done."
The mustache kicked the boss away and continued to drink with his wife in his arms.
Finally Zhang Daniu couldn't sit still anymore, picked up the bowl in his hand and threw it at the opponent. The bowl hit the mustache's back at a very fast speed.
Because he was hugging someone, the bowl came suddenly. When Mustache realized the danger, the bowl had already hit his back. He felt pain and let go of the proprietress. He wiped his back and found blood on his hands.
"His grandma, who is so impatient, dares to plot against me, grandpa."
The moustache stood up furiously. He was surprised that someone here actually dared to sneak attack him.
"Robbing a girl in broad daylight is a crime worthy of death!"
Zhang Daniu smiled slightly, glanced at Bai Zihu, picked up the cup and drank some water, as if the bowl had nothing to do with him.
"Who is it? It turns out to be a nosy one-armed hero."
The mustached man rubbed his hands behind his buttocks in an attempt to wipe away the blood on his hands. At the same time, he deliberately stood up straight to show that he was not injured after being hit by the bowl.
"Hmph, give you a few seconds, get out of here right now!"
Zhang Daniu picked up the cup again and took a sip of water.
"Boy, what else are you looking at? Give it to me!"
The Eight-Character Hu couldn't figure out the other party's details, so he sent young people who were traveling with him to get a feel for the other party's situation.
After receiving the order, the young man rushed over and aimed a spear directly at the opponent's vital part.
Zhang Daniu felt the opponent's attack and without even looking at it, he picked up the stick next to him and slashed. The spear was freed from his hand, and the young man squatted on the ground pressing the tiger's mouth and let out a wailing sound.
All this happened between lightning and flint. The young man did not see Zhang Daniu's action clearly, but the mustache next to him had already seen it clearly. The mustache secretly thought in his heart, if he had not been hit by the bowl, there might have been a battle.
With all his strength, he had almost no chance of winning now that he was injured, so he threw the wine jar on the table at Zhang Daniu. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he quietly used his steps and ran out of the inn.
Zhang Daniu smashed the wine jar to pieces with an iron rod. For a moment, the mist of wine dispersed in the hall. When the mist dissipated, the young man found that the mustache had escaped long ago. He cursed secretly in his heart. When he was about to escape secretly, he felt something under his neck.
There was something, it was Zhang Daniu who put a stick on his neck.
"I'm a good man. We have no grievances or grudges. Just let the little one go."
Or maybe he was afraid that the other party would kill him, so the young man quickly knelt on the ground.
"If you want me not to kill you, that's negotiable, as long as you tell me the purpose of your trip."
Zhang Daniu hit the young man with an iron rod, and the young man immediately stood up.