Chapter 78 Conflict in the Inn

After experiencing Bai Zhouyue's incident, Mo Yu saw clearly his serious shortcomings. He was easily emotionally involved when thinking about things, and his paranoia was not comprehensive enough. If he did not correct himself for the murderous building he faced next, the two of them would die without a burial place.

After another five days, we completely walked out of the Shiwan Mountains in the south and arrived at the official road.

After being separated from each other for a long time, the two of them slept in the open for half a month. At this time, they looked very embarrassed, their clothes were in tatters, and their faces were gray.

If he hadn't been in the realm of the third heaven and his energy and spirit were not as good as ordinary people, people passing by would have regarded him as a flower child beggar.

Standing outside the road ridge, just like when they led Mo Qi down the mountain, the two of them looked for the passing merchant's carriage and prepared to change and clean their clothes.

As the New Year is approaching, most of the people are rushing back to celebrate the New Year. The vendors rarely go out anymore. After waiting for a long time, they didn't see them. So they had no choice but to continue on their way.

After walking along the official road for two days, we finally came across a town.

Regardless, the two of them went straight to the town bathhouse and took a hot bath. Then they each bought two sets of clothes, one set to put on, and the other to wrap up and wash.

With a new look, the two of them have grown a lot of hair in the past six months and are a little taller. With daily practice, their muscles are tight, strong and slightly slender.

The streets were sparsely populated, and the shops were all crowded. The two found a hotel where customers could still go, and after entering, the waiter rubbed his hands and wrote down the menu.

It was a cold day, and the guests at the other tables had very little conversation. They were all immersed in their own affairs, and there was no way they could get any news from the world.

When the food was served, the aroma was very fragrant. The two of them suffered from the crime of sleeping out in the wind for more than a month. At this moment, they both moved their index fingers and ate and drank with their bellies open until their bellies were full.

After the meal, he did not continue on the road. The closer he got to the north, the colder the weather became. The weather outside was terrible and gloomy. There was probably a heavy snowfall coming. To avoid being trapped on the way, Mo Yu decided to stay at the inn for two days.

It was night, and there was a strong wind on the street, whistling and making strange noises. Both of them could feel the cold when they stayed in the room. Fortunately, the store brought a brazier, and the room was instantly warmed up.

At the third watch, Mo Yu vaguely heard a noise in the backyard. He struggled to sit up, put on his shoes and got off the ground, opened the door and looked out.

There was a lantern lit in the backyard of the inn, and by the light I saw the waiter leading four or five people from all walks of life upstairs and towards the guest room on the other side. Judging by their attire, they seemed to belong to a certain force.

Usually restaurants and inns will close at dusk, and the noise just now must have been caused by this group of people knocking on the door and arguing with the boss. Now that the waiter is leading people up, it goes without saying that the boss has been threatened.

He closed the door, waved to Mo Qi, who also woke up, explained, added charcoal to the brazier, and continued to sleep.

At five o'clock, there was another noise outside, and both of them fell asleep instantly.

"These people can't just calm down." Mo Qi rubbed his eyes and shook his head, then went down to hold the lamp, his tone full of complaints.

Mo Yu put on his clothes and adjusted his clothes and said: "The rules of the market are not suitable for people in the world. One party only seeks wealth and shelter, while the other party seeks pleasure and indulgence. The weak do not dare to offend, and the strong do not despise bullying. Just get used to it."

After getting dressed, there was still noisy noise outside. Mo Qi opened the door and was greeted by a whistling cold wind. His long hair covered his face, and he turned his head and sighed: "It's so heavy snow!"

Goose feather snowflakes blew into the house with the wind, and the lights in the house instantly swayed and were about to go out. Mo Yu put his hand to protect the fire core, moved the light to a windless place, walked to the door and looked outside.

What came into view was the sky full of snowflakes, covering the whole world, as bright as daytime, with the wind blowing slantingly. Fortunately, I had set up shop in advance, otherwise I would have been trapped in the snowy mountains and fields at this moment, and would have been in a dilemma.

The nearby guest rooms were quiet, but the noise was coming from the courtyard. The two looked down and saw two groups of people confronting each other under the eaves of the opposite corridor. The owner of the shop was sandwiched in the middle, saying something like, "Heroes should not get angry."

There were three people standing to the left of the shopkeeper.

A young girl with a beautiful face and a few freckles on her face, wearing a light green fur coat, with her hair tied up in a ring, was holding her hands on her hips and staring at the other side with round almond eyes: "You idiots are so unreasonable!"

Next to the girl stood a young man with a face as white as jade and a white fur suit. He stood quietly with an indifferent expression. At first glance, the most eye-catching thing about this man is that he has a handsome appearance and flawless facial features. Compared with the woman,

, it must be the perfect way to be ashamed of the flowers after closing the moon!

Mo Yu couldn't take his eyes away at the first sight. He stared at the Baiqiu Master for a long time. On the one hand, he had an appearance that was truly 'alluring to the country'. On the other hand, there was an indescribable aura about this man that he couldn't bear to explain.

I just want to see more of it.

Not only Mo Yu, but also Mo Qi, the shopkeeper in the courtyard and another group of people always glanced at the young man in white.

He was about the same age as Mo Yu. Mo Yu looked up and down. He had an Adam's apple and a flat chest. He was undoubtedly a man.

As for the third person, he was an old man wearing only gray cloth. He had no rickets, his hands were clasped in his sleeves, and he was looking at the opposite side with a squinting smile.

After experiencing all kinds of things in the world, Mo Yu will never judge people by their appearance. Those who can wear thin clothes under the cold winter snow sky will have a realm of at least the sixth heaven or above.

As for the party confronting these three people, they were obviously idle wanderers. Most of them looked arrogant and domineering, dressed in fancy clothes, spoke frivolously, and resisted drawing swords.

A rough man at the front crossed his arms, looked down at the girl, and grinned provocatively: "You are quite interesting, little girl. This last room is obviously for us on a first-come, first-served basis. When will it be your turn to enter first?"

The girl was furious and pointed angrily at the other person, which elicited a burst of ridicule and some provocative remarks.

"Brother," Mo Qi showed no anger as he stared at the rough guys and said, "We use our power to bully others, do we want to..."

Mo Yu shook his head, interrupted Mo Qi's words, and said in a low voice: "They are just a bunch of short-sighted villains. The old man in gray clothes is not simple. It is not our turn to take action yet. Let's wait and see what happens."

As luck would have it, as soon as Mo Yu finished speaking, the old man in gray raised his head and looked towards the two of them. The young man in white beside him noticed this and also looked towards them.

Their hearts trembled. Mo Yu raised his hands and clasped his fists, indicating that he meant no harm. Mo Qi followed suit and clasped his fists.

The other party didn't pay much attention to the two of them, or in other words, they were not worth caring about at all. He just glanced at them for a few times and then looked away.

In a confrontation, if one party makes a move, the other party will follow suit. The rough guys looked back and saw just two teenagers. They shouted harshly: "What are you looking at? Get out of the way!"

Mo Yu didn't show any fear towards this group of people. He leaned against the corridor with You Qi in his arms and sneered silently.

Mo Qi simply closed the door, not even bothering to look at those people, and rubbed his face to exhale.

Since that group of people couldn't even tell the rank of the old man in gray, it meant that they were just low-level gangsters with no high level. If they got entangled, they would give Mo Qi some training.

The facts did not go as Mo Yu expected, and the group's attention was drawn to the girl again.

The girl grabbed the shopkeeper's sleeve and said angrily: "You are the shopkeeper, tell me, should we come first, or should they come first?"

The girl's eyes were fixed on her, while the rough guys were laughing and threatening her. The shopkeeper was so anxious that he was sweating on his forehead and wiped his face with his sleeve. Neither of them dared to offend him. Finally, he had no choice but to take out some silver coins from his sleeve and begged both parties with heartache.

: "Well done, heroes. I am just running a small business to make a living. I am inconvenienced. Please take these small fortunes and settle down with someone else. Thank you, thank you."

His words were pitiful and his face looked miserable, but the rough guys didn't appreciate it at all. The leader directly slapped the shop owner's money to the ground: "I need your money!"

The shop owner was covering his palms with his hands. The girl couldn't bear it and turned to look at the young man in white next to her: "Young Master, look..."

The young man in white frowned slightly, sighed, shook his head and said softly: "That's all, if you don't want to be on the same level as them, we'll just send you somewhere else."

The girl didn't want to, but the young man in white had already turned around and walked out, followed by the old man in gray. Helpless, the girl stamped her feet fiercely: "Good luck to you!"

I thought that the matter would be over, but unexpectedly, those people did not give up, ran out and stopped the three girls, smiling sinisterly.

"Mo Qi," Mo Yu stared at the young man in white.

When Mo Qi heard the call, he perked up: "What's wrong, brother?"

Mo Yu didn't look back, his eyes turned to the group of villains, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he said in a cold voice: "Do you dare to fight them?"

Mo Qi turned back to look at the group of rough guys. He had long been disgusted, and now he was even more angry. He shouted: "Why don't you dare!" After saying this, he stepped on the railing, jumped up and jumped in front of the group of rough guys.

To avoid an accident, Mo Yu jumped down and landed next to the young man in white, and nodded to the three of them.

The young man in white looked at Mo Yu seriously this time. He was struck by the sharp aura of the young man in black in front of him, and was surprised by the black sword in the young man's hand, so he nodded lightly in response.

The old man in gray clothes made no move, and still put his hands in his sleeves and closed his eyes to rest. Only the girl shouted: "Wow, young hero, help us teach these villains a lesson!"

This girl should be the maid of the young master in white. Mo Yu replied softly: "It takes a little effort."

Over there, when those rough guys saw an uninvited guest on the way, they were furious. A bald man slapped Mo Qi directly in the face: "Little bastard, didn't I tell you to get lost a long time ago?"

Mo Qi frowned, threw his head back to avoid the palm, turned around and kicked the opponent's chest, and kicked the bald head several meters away, causing him to vomit blood and fall to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the group of people did not pay attention to Mo Qi at all. At this moment, his companions were stunned, and then they reacted, drew their weapons and shouted at Mo Qi, shouting again and again.

Snowflakes were flying, and Mo Yu turned to the young man in white and said, "Swords have no eyes, so you might as well go to the corridor to avoid the snow."

The young man in white didn't seem to want to get close to anyone, he frowned and hesitated, but finally nodded and agreed to Mo Yu's suggestion: "Okay."

The words were concise and concise, and the voice was soft. Mo Yu began to doubt whether this beautiful young man was a woman. As he walked, he looked at him again from the corner of his eye. He had an Adam's apple and a flat chest, but he was undoubtedly a man.

Several people went to the corridor, patted the snow off their bodies, and then looked into the courtyard.

Although Mo Qi was capable, he lacked actual combat experience, and the Youshen in his hand was a short weapon. He started to dodge and fight in a panic and became unstable, and dangers arose one after another.
Chapter completed!