Wang Yi picked up the wine gourd and felt the weight inside, but it was not light.

This wine gourd was given to Wang Yi by Zhang Yi before leaving. Compared with the wine gourd that Wang Yi brought out from Chang'an City, it is much larger and can naturally hold more food.

After drinking some wine and eating roasted whole lamb, Wang Yi's mood improved. All the bad mood caused by meeting the old man before improved.

In fact, meeting the old man was not a bad thing in itself for Wang Yi. Instead of thinking about it every day in the dead of night and feeling a little guilty, it would be better for the old man to come to him and explain everything.

"Shopkeeper, there doesn't seem to be anyone around here?"

The woman smiled and replied: "As you said, no one in this world wants to come out."

Wang Yi frowned slightly. Along the way, he realized that nothing big happened. Why did the boss lady say this?

"What, what happened?"

Wang Yi smiled and took a sip of Shao Knife. He thought it was a joke, but the landlady sighed slightly.

"Your Majesty, you are right. People from the Northern League have been out in force recently. We don't know exactly why. But as a result, no one dares to come anywhere near Qingshan City."

"How to say?"

The landlady watched as Wang Yi tore off a small piece of mutton from the roasted whole lamb and put it in his mouth. Wang Si, on the other hand, was holding a leg of lamb and chewing it with joy.

"Everyone thought something was wrong. Although the Beimeng is just a Jianghu sect, in Qingshan City, they can speak more easily than the government. Such a big move frightened the people passing by, so my inn

No one came."

"Now I heard that people entering and leaving Qingshan City must be strictly inspected, but fortunately the Northern League is still reasonable. As long as there are no problems in the inspection, you can freely enter and exit Qingshan City."

Li Changming and Wang Yi looked at each other, and they both saw something in each other's eyes. Wang Yi first thanked the landlady for her kindness and then stopped talking.

The landlady was also a sensible person. When she saw Wang Yi acting like this, she knew that they wanted to talk about something and it was inconvenient for her to be there, so she simply left and went to the counter behind them.

When Wang Yi saw the landlady leaving, he whispered to Li Changming: "What do you think it is for?"

Li Changming picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, "I won't guess."

Wang Yi grinned, "It's a bit boring to talk like this."

Li Changming looked at Wang Yi with a smile. Of course he knew what was going on. It was related to the people Wang Yi killed.

Does Wang Yi know?

certainly.

This is just speculation, and it may not be related to those people killed by Wang Yi.

After dinner, Li Changming was a little drunk, with his face flushed. He stood up and staggered towards his room. Wang Yi returned to his room to practice his internal strength. After Wang Si closed the door of the room, he began to walk around the room.

After walking, I ate too much, and my stomach felt a little uncomfortable. Li Changming answered the question, recalling the Baibu Chuanyang that Wang Yi had used.

Along the way, Li Changming kept thinking about Li Taibai's famous sword move, but unfortunately, he only understood the meaning of it now.

After all, Wang Yi is not Li Taibai. He can use it with a hundred steps, but there are some problems in how to hand it over to others. Of course, this also has a lot to do with Wang Yi's realm.

But after thinking about it, I fell asleep. The alcohol was too strong, and it was still a bit difficult for a person who doesn't drink often.

A few days later, Wang Yi opened his eyes and sighed slightly. The old man forcibly raised his realm to the second level. This was good for him, but Wang Yi was always worried that it would "destroy the achievements".

But fortunately, it seems that it has no impact now.

On the way down the mountain, Zhang Yi actually told Wang Yi this question. The old man has endless ways to improve a person's realm. As long as you are not a first-class master, the old man can instantly transform you from a powerless person to a

A second-grade master.

easy.

Wang Yi was actually very curious about what method the old man used, but after asking Zhang Yi, the answer he got was that he didn't know. No one knew why the old man could enhance people's realm at will.

I shook the gourd of wine and drank most of the Shao Daozi at the dinner table, and now there was not much left.

There are two types of people drinking.

One is having troubles. It may be due to some difficulties recently, or it may be missing someone. Who knows. There are many things in life, not just love between men and women. In fact, there are many regrets. So what should I do if I have too many regrets?

, Li Taibai, who was still with Wang Yi at the time, said, "Then please ask the wine master."

The other is happiness. There are four kinds of great joys in life.

A long drought brings sweet dew.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

Bridal night with flowers and candles.

When naming the gold medal.

You can drink and drink as much as you want.

Wang Yi opened the window, and as evening approached, the setting sun refused to leave the horizon for a long time, as if Wang Yi was about to arrive at the door of his house, but could not go home.

Quite a pity.

After drinking a sip of strong wine, Wang Yi laughed and tears slowly flowed out. He didn't know whether it was because the wine was too spicy or for other reasons. He walked out of the room and took a look at Li Changming and Wang Si's room. They both closed the room tightly.

Door, I guess he was sleeping after drinking too much.

When we got downstairs, the landlady saw Wang Yi coming down. While sighing that Wang Yi had a good drinking capacity, she looked at Wang Yi and became more and more fond of him.

People who can drink will be admired wherever they go, and people who don't act crazy after drinking too much are even more comfortable.

He is rich, good-looking, well-spoken, and does not have the bad habit of those playboys taking advantage of him, whether with words or hands, when they dine here.

Wang Yi asked the landlady to fill up the wine gourd. Wang Yi did not plan to drink this gourd, but planned to keep it and drink it when he went to Qingshan City.

The landlady came back soon, put the wine gourd on the table, looked at Wang Yi who was sitting aside waiting for her, and asked with a smile: "Master, would you like to bring you the wine jar directly? I've filled the gourd now.

One more gourd, sir, I won’t mind it.”

Wang Yi smiled and refused, "I'm not a big drinker. I just drank this drink on the road."

The landlady smiled and didn't say anything. It was a rare moment to look at Wang Yi, so she said a few more words. If someone didn't want it, she couldn't force it.

"Madam boss, another customer is here."

Just as Wang Yi was about to go back to his room on the second floor, the waiter shouted outside again.

The proprietress heard the sound and raised her head to look, but it was the waiter who came in with the customer.

The person who came was in white clothes, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, with a military aura, and a long halberd in his hand.

Wang Yi squinted his eyes and looked carefully at this only guest besides his own group.

The landlady came up to him, smiling and looking like a handsome young man.

"Does the guest officer work in a hotel or stay in a hotel?"

The man in white tilted his head and said, "I heard that your place is good at roasting a whole lamb. Come here with me. If you have any knives for cooking, bring it to ten altars and take it away."

The landlady's eyes lit up, it seemed that this was a big customer. What kind of wind was blowing today? Two rich men came in succession, each of them was handsome and extraordinary. It seemed that God was treating her well.

The man in white put the halberd in his hand on the chair beside him. He had just returned from the border and was now a little tired. He put one hand on the table. While waiting for the food to be served, he also noticed that he was sitting next to him, holding a wine gourd.

Wang Yi tilted his head and smiled in return.

Wang Yi was stunned at first. He didn't expect the man in white to say hello to him like this.

But to avoid hitting the smiling man, Wang Yi raised his wine gourd, and the man in white happened to pick up the roasting knife that the landlady had just brought, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Take one?"

The man in white nodded, "Then let's go."

They both finished their drinks at the same time.

Wang Yi stood up, shook his head with a smile, and turned back to the room.

The man in white just glanced at Wang Yi's departing defense line and said nothing. The two people who were strangers returned to strangers again.

The man in white hurried back from the border because he heard that a senior with a sword had settled nearby. When he received the news from his adoptive father, he was chasing down the scouts from Northern Qi.

After killing all the scouts, the man in white went all the way south to the vicinity of Qingshan City, intending to spend some time in the area in search of the senior.

Why did you find that senior?

Naturally, he wanted to see how different his Xue Zhongqing's sword skills were from that of his senior.

After walking for a long time, I heard that the roasted whole lamb of this inn was praised by people from all over the world, so I simply came here to have a taste. If it tasted good, I would take it back to my adoptive father to try it.

Since fifteen years ago, my adoptive father has not eaten well.

There was a swordsman standing near the north gate of Chang'an City, tapping his shoulder with the Tang sword in his hand, looking at the majestic Chang'an City, silently.

People all avoided the swordsman standing near the north gate. Even the officers and soldiers in the distance who were checking passers-by turned a blind eye to this man.

Ding Yixiu was looking at Chang'an City. He couldn't understand. He had lived in Chang'an City for so many years and didn't feel that Chang'an City was any good, but why so many people risked their lives to come here.

He couldn't figure it out, just like he had lived for more than thirty years, and he still couldn't figure out why his master didn't leave Chang'an City and beg his uncle to save his own life.

You must know that your uncle was truly the number one person in the world fifty years ago.

"Old man, tell me why you don't know how to work around it. It's a pity that you have to die in Chang'an City because of your sword skills."

"But don't be afraid." Ding Yixiu patted his chest and said with a smile: "Let me, your most annoying disciple, go see what the scene outside Chang'an City is like for you."
To be continued...