The man asked with a smile, "Dare you ask for your name?"

"A old soldier from the Western Army." Wei Yang got on the horse with wine and meat, and urged him to move forward for a while. He wanted to walk around the mountains.

After a few old men got a good wine, they ate a cup of wine and said with a smile: "He is a refreshing man, only a hundred generals, probably the entourage of Duke Qin."

The man sighed, "What are you doing to live with? That brocade robe is Su Jin, which hundred generals wear Su Jin?"

"I can see clearly that there are dragon patterns under the armor," the woman also came over and said with a smile, "If you can wear such clothes, you must be a big shot."

The villagers rarely talk about new topics. At this moment, they were afraid that the legendary Wei Xiaoguanren also felt strange. They were vaguely guessing in their hearts, while they were in a mysterious state. Seeing the autumn rain hit, few people entered the village, and occasionally a horse and two people hurriedly passed by, so they simply took the continuous autumn rain and regarded the strange person who "a hundred people who wear armor, and the marquis often wears a slogan".

Wei Yang walked into the mountain all the way. Before he knew it, the autumn rain accompanied him for more than ten miles. The mountain road surrounded the forest. There were few pedestrians on the road. It was a quiet place. He was about to turn around. He saw wine vaguely floating on the treetops in the mountains, and there were also people who seemed to be joking.

"The people in the mountains are turbid and wine, this is a place to go." Wei Yang was a little happy and immediately urged his horse to move forward. He walked for a while without realizing it. It was already noon, and there were fireworks in the mountain fog and autumn rain.

Gradually getting closer, Wei Yang only heard two people playing rock-scissors, one with a southern accent and the other with a native Chang'an. He actually used Chang'an boxing and was having a happy noise.

Turning out of the official road, I picked a small hotel that was not very bright on the side of the road. There was only a fading flag on it, and there was only a "wine" written on it - the wind was blowing, and I saw a line of small characters, saying "The old-fashioned Sanguan Temple Zhangjia Village Store".

Wei Yang looked around the shop and saw a yard behind where poultry came and went, and there were cows shouting under half of the eaves. There were also children reading "Zi Yue Shi Yun" aloud. In front of the yard, a row of tall houses were the village shop.

A woman sat at the door of the store, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, with a little baby fat on her face. She squinted her eyes and saw Wei Yang walking on her horse, she jumped up and smiled, "Customer, are you having a drink?"

Wei Yang looked inside and saw the two men next to the window, both in a state of style. One was leaning against a long stick behind him, the other was holding a long knife in his hand. There was a package between them, and two tiles were placed on their heads.

The punch with a long stick won, and laughed: "Brother, you were the loser a few years ago, why are you still the loser now?"

The man holding the knife smiled and said, "Brother, I don't know that my brother has improved his martial arts skills. Is it worse and worse for drinking? However, when we meet in the village and the old friends will not be happy. We should return with all our fun, please."

In addition to the two, there were more than a dozen men, who looked like regular visitors from the world, with luggage under their feet and swords on the table, just being cautious and eating with their heads down, not making noise.

Wei Yang greeted the woman without any intention and said, "Don't worry, the passerby."

The more than ten people in the house looked out and were surprised to see Wei Yang's description.

The two men also stopped heroic and gave each other a wink and no longer made noise.

Wei Yang is famous for his evil spirits. Now he has fought with Dongfang Bubai, the world's number one, for three days. Although he has been spread all over the world, he has lost a move and half a stance, but his martial arts are simply shocking. Who dares to say hello easily and get close to him?

"Annoy." Wei Yang was about to leave.

With a chuckle, a girl's voice in the village shop said, "Brother Wei, when will you leave in a hurry?"

who?

Wei Yang bent down and looked inside. He saw a girl in purple shirt sitting next to the window. The girl had bright eyes and white teeth, pretty and beautiful voice.
Chapter completed!