The carriage was exposed to the lights of the restaurant and attracted the attention of all the awake people in the store.

Because the person who drove the train was a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the boy carried three handfuls on his body, one handful on his waist and two handfuls on his back.

He lay in front of the carriage, looking lazy. He woke up as if he had just woken up after stopping the carriage. He stretched, yawned, and slid down from the carriage.

The boy got out of the car and lifted the curtain.

"I read books in the car again. If I blind my eyes, I will see how you can get married in the future." The young man said as he hugged a sick-looking girl from the carriage.

"If you can't get married, you can't get married. Then I'll make a living by reading books in the future." When the yellow-haired girl spoke, she reluctantly put the books in her hand together, revealing the word "Liang Zhu" on the cover.

"I really don't understand a little girl like you, a story of love and love, and I've been watching it all day and night. I'd never bought books if I had known it."

"You can read "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" when you have time. Isn't it written by everyone who wrote love stories?"

"Is that true? It turned out to be written by the same person."

"snort!"

After just greeting the waiter of the two Taoist priests, I turned around and saw another guy with so many weapons coming.

The waiter is not very old, but he has been going to see him for five or six years. He knows that such a young man has little experience in the world, is more arrogant, loves face, and likes to act voluntarily, and fights whenever he has disagreement.

So he didn't dare to be negligent. He pinched his thighs and cheered up his spirits to serve him, for fear that someone would accidentally offend the young man and would cause a bloody disaster.

"I heard from the accents of the two guests, aren't they from Jiangnan?"

"On the other side of the Yellow River, on the other side of the mountain, comes up from the grassland."

"No wonder the guest looks a little different. What do you want to eat?"

"It's midnight, what's the delicious food? Let's take two bowls of noodles quickly."

"What noodles do the guest want to eat?"

"Yangchun Noodle."

While waiting for the surface, the boy's eyes that were as bright as stars flashed, looked not far away. The two Taoist priests who were drinking in the wind on the railing glanced at him and turned around and whispered to the yellow-haired girl.

The boy poured a cup of hot tea for the girl and said lazily: "Ye Ye, I have already inquired about it. This Fenglin Post is located in Guobei County as soon as I pass by Fenglin Post. Lanruo Temple is located in Guobei County. I thought that there would be many difficulties and obstacles when I ran so far, but I didn't expect that the journey would be so smooth, but I came earlier."

The yellow-haired girl Ye Ye took a sip of hot tea, her pale face seemed to have a hint of blush, and her spirit seemed to be getting better. She replied calmly: "Wu Lan, it's still half a year before the Yulan Festival, so it's just a little earlier."

The young man Wu Lan couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "Isn't this a slight error in the calculation? But it's better to come early than to come early. The birds that get up early will eat. If they come early, will it be more time for you to treat the disease?"

"But the Taoist monks in Lanruo Temple have rules for treating diseases. They don't leave the prison until the day of the Ullam Day every year?" Ye Ye asked worriedly with a frown.

"The monks in the temple are vegetarians. Your young master and my three knives are not vegetarians. They have to follow the rules, and your young master and my knives will set other rules. You are not unaware that you have traveled thousands of miles apart. If the knife in my hand was not sharp enough, you would not have delayed at all." Wu Lan took off the three knives on his body, slapped them on the table, and replied confidently.

"Customer, your youthful face."

While the young girl was talking, the waiter brought two big bowls of noodles.

Ye Ye looked at the sea bowl that was the size of a small basin in her eyes, and said with a sad face: "How can I eat so much noodles?"

Wu Lan smiled and said, "You can't finish eating, I'll eat it. I'm poor, and the young master is growing."

"You have eaten a lot in recent years, but in the past year, it seems that you haven't grown much."

"Didn't it grow? Why do I think my shoes have become smaller?"

"I have walked a lot and I have gone barefoot. What if I grow like this, I will become a bigfoot in the future?"

The young Wu Lan was exposed in person by the little maid that she was not powerful enough and was not long enough. She immediately glared at Ye Ye with some anger: "Your words are so powerful, it would be a pity not to be a fortune teller."

Ye Ye retorted with a reasonable and strong sense: "But fortune tellers are all men. I am a girl, so it is not convenient for them to show up in public."

Although the boy's knife was extremely sharp, he was not as sharp as his little maid in terms of words. Seeing that the girl could not argue, he immediately changed the topic unwillingly: "Don't eat, concentrate on eating noodles."

Wu Lan wanted to use noodles to block Ye Ye's mouth, but as soon as his chopsticks moved, he heard someone say in his ear: "Be careful that the noodles may be poisonous."

Maybe it's poisonous?

Wu Lan's heart tightened and subconsciously reached out and held Ye Ye's arm firmly, preventing Ye Ye from sending the noodles clamped in the chopsticks into his mouth.

The fragrant pasta was close to her, but she couldn't eat it. Ye Ye asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Wu Lan said in a deep voice: "Don't eat noodles for now."

Ye Ye and Wu Lan depended on each other for a long time. They naturally knew that Wu Lan was not such an unreasonable person, and every move had a reason, so they relaxed their hands and put down their chopsticks.

The young man was very confident that no one could lurk in his ears without knowing it. He stopped Ye Ye's noodles-eating behavior, then turned his head and looked to the other end. Sure enough, he saw a monk standing there with a smile and nodding to him.

Next to the monk, there was a man in green robe.

Every monk and a subdistrict are all as clear as the moon, and people see it as if they are bathed in the spring breeze.

Wu Lan nodded and pushed the sea bowl slightly with his left hand. The sea bowl was immediately pushed out, drawing an arc, and finally landed smoothly on the door, without even a drop of the noodle soup.

"Good internal strength!"

The young man showed such a hand and Wang Lin looked over there and couldn't help but cheer in his heart.

The black dog guarding the gate was startled by the sudden bowl. He waited to see clearly that the bay was filled with steaming pasta. He probably thought it was a pie from the sky, so he started to eat it. However, before he could finish eating, he suddenly let out a scream, then foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and died of bleeding from his seven orifices.

Ye Ye was a little confused before, and was shocked when he saw the black dog dying from noodles and his death was extremely terrifying.

"The feet and teeth of the car and ship shop should be killed even if you are not guilty."

Wu Lan was furious, and his murderous aura was so strong that it was instantly weaving.

With a clanging sound, a cold light suddenly appeared, and the ** had already left the sheath, and the green light was as clear as if it was washed away.

In the blink of an eye, the table and stool next to it were cut into two halves. The sword force destroyed by the sword light spread out, and like a destruction, a gully cracked on the ground, causing it to move towards the counter.

He wanted to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, kill the waiter, and then take down the shopkeeper to ask questions.

Seeing that the waiter in front of the counter was caught off guard, he was about to be cut in half by the knife force, two large tables suddenly flew into the ground.

Crack, the big table was shattered one after another.

The fragments fell, as if the waiter who was shocked and frightened, had a bright red blood bead between his eyebrows.

After finally reacting, he wiped the coldness on his forehead, and the waiter collapsed on the ground in an exclaim.

Wu Lan possessed three swords, his eyes cold, looking at the two Taoist priests who were leisurely drinking and reciting poems the moment before, because just now, these two Taoist priests kicked out two tables at the critical moment and saved the waiter.

Wu Lan's mouth moved slightly, slowly drew his sword, and both swords.

"The stupid people in the Central Plains, nosy people, will not live long."

On the roof of the wine shop, a young man carrying a wooden box was looking down with big eyes and writing. If Wang Lin saw it, he would be able to recognize it on the spot. This was the little secret detective of the Yinyuan Huihai part. No one knew when he arrived, and when he hid on the roof, and quietly explored the secret.

"Wu Lan, from the prairie, was carrying three swords, Yu Wan, Yin Bing, Yuhun, angry in his chest, and a murder knife behind him. He is known as the prairie three swords, a catchphrase, a stupid Central Plains man!"

"Ye Ye, Wu Lan's maid, followed Wu Lan to the Central Plains for medical treatment, and liked to read Nie Jia's novels."

The situation is as dangerous as it is, and it is about to be separated.

But at this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and he rode alone and came straight to the store.
Chapter completed!