Who lost this loyal dog?

Hearing the resounding words, Gu Qingfeng looked at Zhang Ze up and down, smiled at the corner of his eyes, spread his jade fan, and said happily: "I am worrying too much. Brother Zhang and Tianyi are world-class in martial arts, and others dare not disturb us. Let's go to town."

Facts have proved that you can't speak too early and too full, otherwise reality will always have a hundred ways to tell you to swallow what you said.

Yuelai Inn, one of the largest inns in Xunyang City.

Thinking about eating and living in Ping'an County before, and thinking about the horse-drawn carriage along the way, Zhang Ze, who was not short of money, took the money bag and Tian Yi took the initiative to find the boss to book two upper rooms. After giving the rent and deposit, and getting the key, just about to greet Gu Qingfeng, the store door opened and closed, and another customer entered the store.

Zhang Ze glanced casually.

There were seven people, three men and four women, all of them had ruddy complexions, bright eyes, light steps, and regular and long breaths. They were all martial arts practitioners with internal strength.

The three men gave Zhang Ze a very similar feeling, their breaths converging in their actions, they seem to be scattered and then gathered together, they should be practicing the same kind of kung fu.

It's not just which family's disciples go out to practice, Zhang Ze thought casually.

They all wore white clothes with swords around their waists, but there were some differences in the subtleties. One of them had a sword embroidered with silver thread on the collar and cuffs, and the belt around his waist was the same, so he should be the leader.

Tianyi also saw these people, he kept his expression on his lips, and said with the method of sound transmission: "Master, the three people in white clothes are disciples of the Huashan sect, and the leader is Xiao Si, the head of the Huashan sect. There are six out of twenty personal disciples of Shen Shan, and it is rumored that he is extremely talented and deeply loved by the head of Shen Shan."

Zhang Ze nodded. This was probably the same as them, coming for the Young Talent Martial Arts Association.

"The remaining two, from left to right, are Qin Xun and Rong Fang, who respectively studied under Deng Linwen and Yan Guangliang among the five sons of Huashan. These three have excellent aptitudes. They have practiced the most orthodox Huashan mentality since they were young, and they are also famous teachers. They are the three with the highest martial arts among the younger generation of Huashan, and they can be called masters in all corners of the world."

That's what he said, but Zhang Ze reckoned, even if these three go together, he seems to be able to win easily?

He couldn't help sighing, the former owner of the body, Yin Yucheng, probably cheated, right?

To be offended, Zhang Ze only had a quick glance at the four women.

The girls at the time of cardamom youth have different styles, tall and straight, beautiful and majestic. As soon as Fu entered the store, they attracted a lot of attention.

"These four are disciples of Emei Sixiu from the Emei Sect." Tian Yi said one by one, "The red clothes are sandy and clear, the Emei Sect head Ye Ningtian's disciples, the blue clothes Bai Fei, who studied under An Pingxue, Ziyi Lu Xiaoyu, her teacher is Gu Song, Huang Yi Qiu Anlan, she is the biological daughter of Qiu Luhan, the elder of Emei, and Lin Jun, the five sons of Huashan, and she came to Emei with her mother."

The Hundred Soldiers Sword is the leader.Although Emei is not as expert in swordsmanship as the Huashan School, these four female disciples hold long swords in their hands, and they are all sword wielders.

Zhang Ze glanced around and stopped paying attention. He muttered to Tianyi half-jokingly: "You say so many names in one breath, I have a headache and can't remember. It's you."

He purposely stopped talking, and as expected, seeing that Tianyi didn't hear the following, he subconsciously raised his head to look at him. That way, obedient and innocent, made him wish to touch Tianyi's head and smooth hair: "I didn't see Come out, God B, you can recognize all these people."

Tianyi was stunned for a moment, and took a small step back in a panic. Since the public could not cause a commotion, he dared not kneel down to plead guilty, so he could only bow his head vigorously, showing complete obedience to his master: "Subordinates never dare to act without permission." deceive the master."

Zhang Ze knew that he was about to suffer as soon as he said the words, and he wanted to knock his brains out: He knew that Tian Yi was extremely sensitive in this kind of place, and he was so cheap, he should be beaten, he should be beaten!

"Let's go back quickly, brother Gu should be getting impatient."

He was about to go out, but when he passed those people, he heard a crisp voice behind him: "Stop!"

Zhang Ze rolled his eyes.

He didn't want to make trouble, but the trouble came to him.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing to be told to stand up?

Making up his mind to run away quickly, Zhang Ze grabbed Tianyi's arm, and was about to run quickly with lightness kung fu.

The voice just now was relentless: "I tell you to stop, that shameful black dress in front!"

Zhang Ze stopped and gritted his back molars.

Dare to say that Tian Yi of his family is "shameful", heh, he has changed his mind, what to run, it is interesting to face the troubles, isn't it?

Zhang Ze blocked Tianyi behind him, turned his head and said angrily: "My girl, what do you mean by 'shameful'? The elders in the family have never taught you to be polite when you go out?"

Seeing Zhang Ze's expression of wanting to eat people, the girl in purple clothes could not help but flinch, but she thought again, wearing black clothes, what is it if you are not a pariah?Immediately he became confident: "It is obvious that he is dressed like this, how can he blame me? Anyway, he doesn't need a room for a slave, how about you transfer a room to us? I will pay double the price."

I saw the girl in purple raised her head and pointed her nostrils at Tianyi, as if this was some kind of great gift from heaven.

Zhang Ze almost laughed out of anger.They went their own way honestly, why did they get in the way of this purple dress?

Doubly, twice as big-headed ghost!

Does he look like someone short of that money?

There is a saying that is good, don't make noise if you can do it, he mobilized his internal energy with his fingertips, and prepared to silence this annoying spirit for ten days and a half months as a slight punishment.

Before he could make a move, Xiao Si, the leading disciple of the Huashan faction stood in front of Zi Yi, bowing his hands together, "I'm really sorry, this chivalrous man. Junior sister Xiaoyu talked unreasonably and offended you. I will apologize to you."

Zhang Ze snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

Who doesn't know how to talk?If you really want to apologize, then quickly disappear from his eyes.

Before he could go far, Xiao Si behind him said again: "Hero, please stay!"

There is no end!

Zhang Ze decided to hear what kind of ivory these famous disciples could spit out.

Xiao Si said politely: "Just now I heard from the shopkeeper that you have reserved two upper rooms. The younger sisters are tired from the journey and urgently need a place to stay. If it is not necessary, can you give us one?"

Unexpectedly, this person looks like a human being, but he is actually the same as the purple clothes that dogs look down upon. Just because of his clothes, do you think Tian Yi is not worthy of living in the upper house?

Who gave them faces!

"I'm not happy!"

Throwing down these words angrily, Zhang Ze turned around and left with Tianyi, leaving the group of psychopaths talking to themselves behind.

"Senior Sister, look at him..."

"Okay Xiaoyu, didn't Master tell us to be cautious in our words and deeds? Why did you forget when you went out..."

"It's not my fault..."

Gu Qingfeng, who was waiting in the carriage and idly watching the passers-by, heard the door curtain being lifted, looked back at the expressionless Tian Yi and Zhang Ze who looked worried, and asked in surprise: "Brother Zhang, what's wrong? Got a room? Why don't we go to the next inn and ask."

Zhang Ze forced a smile that was uglier than crying: "Brother Gu, where is there a clothing store? Go buy clothes first."

The fan Gu Qingfeng was shaking paused slightly, his eyes flickered slightly, and he knew in his heart: there really are people who don't have eyes.If this is not the case, how can it be said that "the world has many lame eyes"?

He put away the folding fan with a slam, and told Qingying: "Ah Qing, go find a tailor."

"Yes."

Qingying responded in a low voice and drove forward.

Stimulated, Zhang Ze walked into the store, patted the 100 taels of silver notes in front of the store owner, pointed at Tian Yi next to him, and waved his hand generously: "Give me all the ready-made clothes he can wear in the store." Take it out, the more expensive the better."

"Yes, yes, little one, let's go."

The rich man is the uncle, and the shop owner verified the authenticity, collected the bank notes with a smile, and led the servants to work hard.

Tianyi was pushed into the changing room, tried on one by one, every time he changed, he had to go out for Zhang Ze to look at it for a long time.

The value of these 100 two flowers.

Zhang Ze nodded in satisfaction.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

Tianyi has practiced martial arts all year round. He is slender but not thin, with slender and strong limbs. Although he often has no expression, he still has sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes.

Wearing a white shirt, it is as cold as ice, and a green dress is as tall and straight as a pine and cypress. Under the wide-sleeved long shirt and holding a folding fan, that is a handsome scholar, dressed in a strong body, with a long sword on his waist, he is a ranger who walks the world with his sword.

It's really "it's always suitable to wear light makeup and heavy makeup".

Zhang Ze was teased by himself, and the depression in his heart finally dissipated.

Tian Yi, who had been quietly working as a clothes hanger, secretly observed Zhang Ze's face, seeing that his expression was a little slow, he couldn't help but rubbed against him, begging for mercy in a low voice: "Master..."

The good cloth on his body was soft, smooth and weightless, which made Tian Yi feel awkward no matter how he wore it. Changing more than a dozen clothes in such a short period of time was more tiring than letting him fight with others all day.

"That's all."

Zhang Ze picked out five or six sets of clothes with great interest and asked the shopkeeper to help them wrap them up.

As for Tianyi's original coarse black clothes, he simply threw them away.

Zhang Ze took the brand-new Tianyi to Gu Qingfeng for two or three times, and got Gu Qingfeng's praise: "Brother Zhang has a good eye."

"Hahaha, it's thanks to Tianyi's good looks."

Zhang Ze happily pushed the credit to Tianyi.

Gu Qingfeng just acted as if he didn't see Zhang Ze's eyes glued to Tian Yi's body, and said, "Brother Zhang, it's getting late, it's time to go back."

"Walk."

I don't know where those decent families from before went, but this time, there was no one in the Yuelai Inn who didn't have good eyes and no taste.

After a good night's sleep and breakfast, while they were discussing where to hang out, Zhang Ze set his sights on the Fulin Teahouse diagonally opposite the Yuelai Inn.

Isn't that how it's done in martial arts dramas? Taverns and teahouses are the place where the most well-informed people gather together.

Whenever the protagonist wants to inquire about something, he will drill into these places, and he will definitely not return empty-handed.

Adjacent to the inn, the Fulin Teahouse is full of visitors.

After spending a little more money, I chose a private room on the second floor with a good view, and ordered a pot of good green tea.

There is only a low wooden table and a few cloth balls in the private room, and a full set of tea sets are placed on the table.

The rough Zhang Ze sat cross-legged on one of the cloth balls, watching Gu Qingfeng wash his hands, heat the tea, warm the pot, wash the tea, and brew it.

Amidst the scent of tea, the whole person calmed down, and Zhang Ze even felt that it was not bad to just spend the whole day doing nothing like this.

At this moment, the gavel sounded, and the cadenced voice passed through the lobby and entered the private room: "The wooden board is so loud, let's not talk about anything else. Today, the little old man will talk about the old news from the previous dynasty. story."