Tibetan Sea Pearl

Not long after, the old woman came out of the kitchen with a bowl in her hand.

The freshly cooked steaming noodles are in the bowl of Hai. As she walks tremblingly, the aroma is overflowing and mouth-watering.

The guards quickly stood up to pick it up, "Grandma, let's do it ourselves."

The old woman opened their hands with a smile, "There is still in the kitchen, this bowl is not for you."

"You're too biased." The guards yelled, and they scrambled to grab a bowl and go to the kitchen to fill the noodles without being told.

The old woman ignored them, walked forward, and put the bowl on the girl's table, "The shop is simple, and the food is simple, the girl will take care of it."

The girl stood up and saluted, "Grandma is paying attention."

The noodles are simple clear soup noodles. What is rare is that there are dots of oily flowers floating on it, and there are two or three pieces of stewed beef covered.

Xu Shi was so hungry that he didn't have a good meal even after driving for a few days. The whole group ate heartily for a while, Master Xie and the guards untied their hats and headscarves, and a few bowls of wine appeared on their stomachs. After sweating, he simply opened the cotton robes to reveal the innermost clothes.

Master Xie glanced at the girl sitting quietly eating noodles in the corner. He almost forgot the existence of these two girls, and quickly wrapped his cotton robe tightly around his body.

Hey, going out with girls is a hassle.

He glared at the guards next to him.

Everyone was busy eating and drinking, and no one noticed his eyes.

I saw the girl hastily ate the noodles in her bowl, even finished the soup, put away the empty bowl and went to the kitchen behind.

"Girl, let it go, I'll come." The old woman's warm voice sounded.

Master Xie curled his lips when he saw this scene, no wonder the grandma of the hotel was so enthusiastic, this small shop opened in the countryside, and there have been few female customers in decades.

Rare things are more expensive, this is indeed a rare visitor.

The girl went to deliver the bowl, but she went for a long time and didn't come back.

She seemed to be asking about someone.

"Have you seen a young man from Lingnan in the past few days? He is tall and doesn't look like a southerner."

A boy from Lingnan?

Unlike southerners, they are northerners.

Master Xie was a little surprised.

This inn is located in a remote place, and ordinary people can't find it here. He only took this road because it is a shortcut, and not many people can find this inn and pass by here.

This girl is everywhere.

It was not what he expected.

The old woman waved her hand, "We are in the countryside, a place where birds don't shit, and people will burn incense when they come."

The old woman is a local countryman, and her words are vulgar and ugly, but they are also simple and easy to understand.

That said, no one came, let alone any teenagers.

Seeing the girl making such inquiries, the old woman asked curiously like everyone else, "Which rich family's young master are you looking for?"

"It's the young master, but it's not exactly." The girl's soft voice came from the back again.

This is interesting, the old woman became even more curious, and immediately thought of something.

On the contrary, Shi Ran, the master Xie who was sitting boldly outside, turned out to be the infatuated girl Qianli Xunfu, who came here after chasing her, and curled her lips in disdain. From this point of view, it seems more like a woman's wishful thinking and being abandoned by her lover.

God, what an errand he'd taken on.

Could it be that he, the dignified head escort of the escort agency, wants to help the girl find her husband thousands of miles away?

Maybe it was because there was nothing to ask from the grandmother, so the girl didn't bother to continue asking.

Seeing the girl coming out of the room with her head down in a low mood, Master Xie smiled slightly and looked away.

……

The old woman in the hotel is really going to burn incense. In the past few days, apart from the group of guests who arrived today, another group of guests came when night fell.

But the later group of guests had a scary temper.

The night wind in late winter and early spring blew on people's faces, and the faces were still cut a little. Three or five horses stood upright, and the men on the horses were all wrapped in black cloaks, like the king of Hades approaching.

Neither the old man nor the old woman dared to approach.

Several other people had cold expressions and fierce eyes, and the man in the black shirt in the middle was a little better.

The old man's eyes fell on the man in the middle. He was in his 30s, with a porcelain-white complexion. He didn't have a smile on his face. It might be because of the dimples on both sides of his face. He didn't feel annoying.

What kind of people is this?

The Valley Watering Hotel can be opened in this kind of place and still not fail, of course there is a reason for it. Over the past few decades, the old man has known many people and encountered many things. He quickly guessed in his mind who this group of people is.

It is really the king of hell who has come.

The old man knows what kind of people these people are, but the whole world can walk sideways.

Come here.

The old man is not timid either, he pushed his wife away and prepared to greet him.

Before he could speak, the middle-aged man jumped off his horse first, and the other Jin Yiwei also got off their horses in unison.

"Bring up all the good wine and good meat." A Jin Yiwei shouted as he walked in.

These words were obviously addressed to the old man.

The shop has been open for decades, and it's not that the old man has never seen villains full of crimes, but he still responded a little nervously, "Guest officer, sit down first, there are both wine and meat, the wine is brewed by oneself, and the meat is stewed beef."

In this kind of place, there can be wine and meat, and it can be seen that this is an expression of goodwill by the owner of the shop.

Jin Yiwei has always been open to goodwill.

Mr. Huo nodded.

All of a sudden, the wooden house was full of people sitting there, and the atmosphere was different from the atmosphere that Master Xie and the others had come to just now, it seemed depressing and dull.

Soon, good wine and meat were served on the table.

"Guest officer, the shop is shabby, please don't dislike it." The old man added when he was about to leave.

When meeting these people, everyone avoids them, but he is a shopkeeper, so he has to talk.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"roll roll roll."

"Don't hinder me from eating meat."

The people from Jinyiwei scolded him.

The old man didn't mind, but on the contrary, he was a little happy. This was exactly what he wanted, so just get out. Could it be that he still expects to get back the money for the food and drinks? These people are not freeloaders.

The old man hunched over, ready to exit silently.

Then a cold voice stopped him, "Has anyone been here in the past two days?"

The old man turned around, he dared not say that no one came, the person who came today is still living upstairs with the lights on.

Jin Yiwei's eyes are not blind, so go up and search and you will know.

The old man couldn't open his eyes and talk nonsense, so he nodded.

"Is there a young man among them?" Jin Yiwei continued to ask.

The old man shook his body and looked at the middle-aged man in the middle. The man didn't speak all the time, he just buried himself in drinking and eating meat, as if he had been hungry for a few days.

These words were all asked by Jin Yiwei next to him.

Everyone who asks the same question has the same meaning.

Why is it a boy again.

The old man blinked, and a thought flashed in his mind that, what a coincidence, it was the second time today that he heard someone ask about the boy.

The first time it was a girl who was looking for her husband thousands of miles away. The girl came to find the person she likes. This time it was these Lords of Hell.

What happened today, of course he wouldn't be so stupid to think that they were asking the same person.

The old man laughed, "Not really, guest officer, you know places like ours."

"Grass." The man from Jinyiwei scolded, obviously very dissatisfied with this answer.

Immediately after there was a bang, and the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed, a man pulled out the knife from his waist, and only waited for an order to slash with the knife.

The old man hasn't recovered yet.

Mr. Huo raised his head and looked at his subordinates. He was still silent, did not speak, and only gave him a look.

The subordinates have followed him for many years, and often do not need him to speak, knowing the deep meaning in his eyes.

The subordinate giggled, and retracted the Xiuchun knife, "We are not good men in the first place."

Pretending to be virtuous.

The fate of a person is determined in just one breath and one breath between drawing the knife and closing the knife.

These people have always played with human lives.