Shangguan Yang was very disappointed when he entered the Zhaoxian Pavilion. Did I drop my name to the ground when I entered the Zhaoxian Pavilion? However, there was no panic on his face. After his eyes turned around in his sockets, he said to Sun Jianzi for no reason: "What day is today? Why are you talking about this? When I first came out, my neighbor asked me if I was from the court or the building. I haven't eaten this breakfast yet. You have come here again. Why? Are you a diner now and you are from the diner now? Then, you are from the court or from the seven countries in the building."

After hearing Shangguan Yang's words, Blind Sun stopped and looked at the magical back in front of him and said, "Whether Mr. Qiu Li was talking about the inward or the inward building. If you give up the second half, can I understand Mr. Shangguan, you are in the inward building?"

Shangguan Yang looked back at Sun Xiaozi helplessly and said weakly: "I don't know what you are talking about. Why don't you ask me that my neighbor is from the building, or from the seven countries in the court. If it weren't for the monthly salary of this Zhaoxian Pavilion, I wouldn't bother to talk to you so much," he said.

After saying that, Shangguan Yang no longer cared about the blind man Sun who couldn't see clearly. He just walked towards the kitchen opposite. Looking at Shangguan Yang's back as he was getting farther and farther away, a strange smile appeared on his face: "Is Qiu Li? It seems that you should be from the Seven Kingdoms. Let's see you tonight..."

After almost half an hour, Shangguan Yang returned to the back of Xiaguan Inn with a large pot filled with pig soup. Seeing that his companion did not come back, the two monks frowned and said, "Where is Blind Sun, you two have gone together, why are you the only ones coming back?"

"I'm not showing you people. What are you two treating Chinese monks as Chinese monks?" Shangguan Yang finally took up his Chinese monk's airs, and then handed the big clay pot pork soup to Xiao Rensan with a smile, and said, "It's rare that the chef inside is my fellow countryman. This is the taste of our hometown. Master Ren San, please try it. This soup is good to sober up and warm your stomach..."

At this time, the two jars of fine wine brought by Ren San were already seen, and his little face was also red. He looked at Shangguan Yang with a giggle. Just as he was shaking and standing up to drink soup, someone behind Shangguan Yang said, "I said why can't I find you early in the morning? It turns out that drinking and eating meat here, the bones all over the ground ate the big swallow who made magic yesterday. Tsk tsk... Even his claws were left for me. What do you mean? I just said, why are you so polite?"

The person who spoke was Gui Bugui. When he was halfway through, the older monk opposite him couldn't hear the old man's distortion. He was so embarrassed that he handed over his unmoved big swallow's claws...

"Uh, you are here too. I thought it was the servant who was serving the soup here. I didn't expect it would be you." Gui Bugui seemed to have seen Shangguan Yang just now. After laughing at him, he said, "The soup tastes good. It was not made by you myself, then, no one moved this soup, I'll send it to my house. I took Xiao Rensan to see His Royal Highness Huainan. After I go back, I will taste your skills. I will make you famous after drinking it. Don't be a monk in the second half of my life. Just be a chef..." After saying that, the old guy picked up Xiao Rensan, sighed, and walked towards the Huainan Prince's Mansion with two maids.

After seeing the backs of these people completely disappear, the two monks behind Shangguan Yang suddenly changed their faces. The two people blocked Shangguan Yang one after another. The older monk sneered at Shangguan Yang and said, "Master of the Chinese Citizen, you just scolded me for being very majestic. Don't think that the trick has become better..." Before he finished speaking, his head suddenly tilted back, and then his neck made a "ghaha" sound. The man's head tilted back to an incredible angle, although he fell to the ground and began to twitch constantly.

"How do you know that I can only do tricks," Shangguan Yang sneered at the monk who was twitching on the ground. His hands were still holding the big clay pot of pig soup. The other monk didn't know when he was able to do it. At this time, Shangguan Yang turned his eyes at him and said lightly: "I originally wanted to be a diner quietly for two days, but now it seems that this is not easy..."

Before he could finish his words, the monk suddenly opened his mouth and vomited. He just spit out the pork he had eaten last night. But after a while, what he vomited was the blood that drank half-melt internal organs. The monk fell beside his companion, and after a few more mouthfuls of blood were spit out, he died before his companion.

Looking at the large pot of pork soup that he was holding, Shangguan Yang sighed, and then murmured to himself: "What a pity this good soup..." Half an hour later, someone found the corpses of the two monks behind the Xiaguan Inn. Because the restriction was placed here, the bloody smell of the two people after their death did not drift out. Someone came in to relieve his hands and saw two dead bodies.

After these two people died, Shangguan Yang, who had just moved into the Zhongguan Inn yesterday, also disappeared. Someone had seen the two dead monks with Xiao Ren San, Gui Bugui and the missing Shangguan Yang. The two Shangshang guests naturally would not be the murderer. Then the lawsuit would fall on the missing Shangguan Yang. At that moment, the supervisor invited the official from Shouchun City. It is not necessary to say how to draw the pictures and wanted Shangguan Yang. But the two monks died extremely miserably. At this time, the monks who provoked Shangguan Yang in front of the Zhongguan Inn in the middle of the night last night realized that they had walked around in front of the Ghost Gate.

The storm was slowly calmed down in the evening. In order to suppress the monks that night, the supervisor ordered the chef to kill a pig, a bowl of pork and a bucket of fine wine. Few people remember who Shangguan Yang was?

When he was sleeping until the middle of the night, Qiu Li suddenly heard a strange noise next to him, that is, Shangguan Yang's room. He jumped off the bed and fell lightly to the ground without making any sound. At this time, there was a sudden sound from Shangguan Yang's room. After confirming that he had heard it correctly, Qiu Li grabbed the ancient sword on the head of his bed, and then the sword was silently teleported to his hand.

After the Gu Jian was in hand, Qiu Li slowly walked over the wall used by the same room as Shangguan Yang. No sound came from his feet. After reaching the wall, Qiu Li listened for a while. At this time, the sound that had just appeared suddenly stopped, and it seemed that it had never sounded again in the quiet air.

Qiu Li stood under the wall and hesitated for a moment, and suddenly muttered to himself in his mouth, but as his upper and lower lips opened and closed, no sound came out. While the last word came out, Qiu Li suddenly took a step forward, and his whole body actually passed through the wall and entered Shangguan Yang's room next door.

It was still quiet here, and no one seemed to have moved anything. Qiu Li first looked around and then began to walk towards the bedroom inside. After Shangguan Yang disappeared today, he came once. Now he looked the same as he did at that time. He could not tell anything wrong.

After walking around here, I still didn't find anything wrong here. Just when Qiu Li was about to leave and returned to his room, a cold voice suddenly came from the air: "Mr. Qiu Li, if I guessed correctly, you should be the one sent by the Seven Kingdoms. You should have appeared to salute the gentleman, but my emperor's orders are inconvenient to salute him. I hope Mr. Qiu Li won't blame him..."
Chapter completed!