It was September, and the continuous autumn rain washed away the scorching heat of midsummer.
"Oh, the wind is reduced by half, and the rain is completely gone."
In the south of Jinling City, in front of the Zuixian Tower, Wang Ye leaned on the door frame, looked at the lonely street, and said helplessly: "Today's business is too much!"
He has a delicate appearance, wearing a green shirt, and his tall and straight body is full of muscles, solid and powerful.
At first glance, he looks like an extraordinary scholar.
Turning his head to look at the dozing guy lying on the side, he twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a hint of helplessness: "Aji is a good guy who only sleeps and eats. If it weren't for this grandson's nimble hands and feet, I would have fired him!"
"Oh, business is hard to do!"
"No matter how difficult business is, it's still better than swords and intrigues..."
With that said, Wang Ye looked at the thick calluses on his tiger's mouth and shook his head gently.
Wang Ye is not from this world.
As early as ten years ago, Wang Ye traveled to this martial arts world.
Just like the plot in the novel, Wang Ye had an unexpected encounter and practiced magical skills. In just ten years, he became invincible and became the leader of the demon sect with a powerful reputation and a powerful reputation.
Maybe it's because he's too lonely because he's invincible, or maybe he's tired of the intrigues and disputes in the world.
Wang Ye faked his death during a righteous encirclement and suppression, and since then the martial arts world has been harmonious.
There is no more famous demon sect leader in the world, but there is a greedy and lustful restaurant owner in Jinlingcheng.
"Hey, if we open it for another two hours and there are still no customers, we will just close the door!"
Recalling all this, Wang Ye said to himself: "Yihongyuan recently got two new hairy girls. They are very pleasant with blond hair and blue eyes. It would be nice to have some fun while no one is around..."
As he spoke, Wang Ye's face showed a trace of wretchedness, as if the two new girls were right in front of him.
"Shopkeeper, may I ask if there is any room available?!"
Just when Wang Ye was lost in thought and had wild thoughts, a strange voice came.
I looked around and found several figures standing in front of the inn.
These figures were wearing bamboo hats on their heads so that their appearance could not be seen clearly. They were dressed up under the raincoats and still held spears and swords in their hands. At first glance, they were knights walking in the world.
Jinling City is connected by five ridges and three rivers. It is the largest city within a thousand miles. There are countless traveling merchants and tourists, and blond and blue-eyed foreigners also come and go.
Wang Ye, the innkeeper, was already used to this group of wanderers.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Hearing this, the obscene smile on Wang Ye's face instantly turned into flattery. He said to the people outside the door: "Of course there are free rooms, a few of you. It's raining heavily outside. Let's come in and talk!"
With that said, Wang Ye bowed and welcomed these people into the inn.
If it were placed before, when Wang Ye was still the leader of the Demon Cult, this would naturally not be the case.
But now, for the sake of business, I am not shabby.
"Give us three rooms three rooms."
Entering the inn, a man handed Wang Ye a small ingot of silver.
"okay!"
Seeing the silver, Wang Ye was overjoyed and said: "Guests, we still have good wine here. It's raining continuously in autumn, why don't you have a pot to drive away the dampness and coldness?"
"Okay, you can bring us a jar of flower carvings, stir-fry two side dishes, and serve two kilograms of mutton!"
After hearing Wang Ye's words, one of the men spoke.
"Okay, I'll get ready now"
At this time, Wang Ye responded and kicked Aji awake at the same time: "Sleep, sleep, sleep. Take these guests to the upper room to rest!"
"Be smarter. If you neglect a few guests, I will deduct half a month's money from you!"
"oh!"
This Aji was kicked awake by Wang Ye, and his mind came to his senses. After responding stupidly, he said to several men: "Guests, please follow me!"
With that said, he led a few men towards the guest room upstairs.
"Brat!"
Looking at Aji's appearance, Wang Ye whispered.
At the same time, he took out the silver handed over by the man just now, weighed it with his hands, and said secretly: "There are enough twenty taels of silver, this business will make a lot of money!"
With that said, Wang Ye shouted to the kitchen: "Three stir-fries and two pounds of mutton!"
…
After a while, the men came down from upstairs.
One by one, they took off their hats and raincoats, revealing their true faces.
Each of these people had resolute faces, swords in hand, and wary eyes. After finding a place to sit down, they began to eat and drink without saying a word.
This made the originally quiet inn even more weird.
Obviously, these men are involved in something.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye shook his head.
These chicks can't even make the most basic disguise...
"The shopkeeper's..."
Just when Wang Ye secretly lamented the lack of consciousness of this generation of martial arts people, Aji came to his side and whispered: "These people are not normal!"
"What's wrong?"
Hearing this, Wang Ye raised his eyelids and asked lazily.
"When I took them to the guest room just now, I found that they were very guarded, and they had something bulging in their arms, and they smelled of blood. These people must be..."
At this time, Aji said mysteriously.
"Stop it!"
Before Aji could finish what he said, Wang Ye interrupted: "You have forgotten the rules I taught you, haven't you? Do your work honestly. We don't care about the guests' affairs, and don't ask about them. If you offend the guests,
See if I don’t beat you to death, you brat!”
"But…"
After hearing Wang Ye's words, Aji wanted to say something else.
However, Wang Ye did not give him a chance.
"But that's bullshit!"
At this time, Wang Ye looked at Aji with a bang on his head: "Why are you so idle? Do you have to take a spoon to taste the saltiness of a dung truck when it passes by the door?"
"I'm telling you..."
At this time, Wang Ye was ready to start a long lecture to educate Aji.
"Luo Changtian, do you really think you are safe?!"
At this moment, a cold snort came.
Xun Sheng looked around and saw a man wearing a bamboo hat walking into the store. He looked at the men eating and drinking in the store and said with a sinister smile, "Hand over your things if you have the sense to do so. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
This man's face was covered in black under his bamboo hat, and even the moisture condensing on his coir raincoat couldn't hide the murderous aura emanating from him!
"Humph, it's really a dog-skin plaster, there's no end!"
Hearing this, a strong man drew his sword out of its sheath and sneered: "Unless I die, it's impossible!"
"good!"
Hearing this, the man in black snorted coldly and said: "In that case, then I will help you!"
"Everyone come out!"
Wow!
Following the man's order, eight men in black broke through the window and immediately surrounded Luo Changtian and his group.
Inside the huge inn, a tense moment broke out!
"Dear guests!"
At this critical moment of tension, a discordant voice came from the side: "This small shop has a small profit, if you want to fight, could you please go out and fight?"