Originally, Fang Qi didn't intend to enter the city, so he pointed to the wine shop on the official road in front and said, "then go to the front and have a rest for a while before you go." The three came to the roadside wine shop outside the city and asked the waiter to take the horse to feed forage. Fang Qi and Miao Miao's horse fed the horse with their own beef and wine. The waiter was surprised. Looking at their luxurious clothes, they looked like a childe of everyone and didn't dare to neglect.

The little old man took out a piece of silver and threw it to the waiter to serve good wine and food. The three asked for a table of wine and food. As soon as the little old man poured the wine, he patted the table and drank, "waiter, change the wine!" The waiter ran over and said with a smile, "Sir, this is the best cellar snow in our shop. There is no better wine than this."

The little old man sneered, grabbed the waiter, grabbed his neck and wanted to pour it hard. The shopkeeper took out the long knife from the cabinet and shouted to the inside room, "guys, stand side by side!" Seven or eight evil men with swords jumped out, surrounded them, swung their swords and cut them.

Miao Miao dodged behind the little old man: "Oh, it's still a black shop."

Fang Qi didn't fight either. He turned around and lay behind Miao Miao. Miao Miao looked behind him and shouted, "how many can you hide?" The little old man was so angry that he had to fight seven or eight men alone. Fortunately, the old man was good at Kung Fu. He swung the wine jar and slapped it on the melon seeds of a strong man's head. The strong man staggered and fell down. He flew up and kicked several people in a row. They couldn't stop their feet and fell down.

The shopkeeper ran over with a long knife with a mouth about one meter long and a narrow face of five knives, hugged his head and chopped it. This long knife is similar to Tang Dao and is quite heavy. Miao Miao reminded: "old man, someone is sneaking!" The little old man was fighting with three men. He stole a look at them and didn't dare to answer them. However, he grabbed his opponent's wrist with his backhand and pulled it back. The man couldn't hold his feet and stabbed the shopkeeper with a knife in his hand. "Poop poop" pierced the shopkeeper's heart. The shopkeeper looked at the knife on his chest, sighed and fell forward.

"Good! Good fight! " Miao Miao clapped his hands for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

As soon as the shopkeeper died, the gang of evil men turned red and got up and attacked on three sides. Miao Miao took a bowl of wine and threw it directly over the man who attacked from behind. The man's nose blood was sprayed indiscriminately, and his face was beaten. He covered his face and stepped aside.

Although Fang Qi and Miao Miao didn't start, they threw a bench, bowl and plate from time to time. The evil men were all beaten down before long.

The little old man stepped on an evil man: "are you from the lotus gate?"

The evil man was in pain and howled, "if you know, you can kill me!" The little old man said, "OK, help you!" As soon as the toe stepped on the evil man's neck, the crow was silent and died.

Seeing that the old man was small but cruel, several other evil men got up and kowtowed: "Lord, forgive us. We are indeed from the lotus gate."

Fang Qi and Miao Miao looked at each other. Sure enough, the Jianghu was dangerous and could be turned over by people after eating. The little old man picked up the evil man kneeling in front and asked, "what does lotus gate want to do here? Where's the old shopkeeper? "

The evil man replied, "the shopkeeper and the waiter are fainting and tied up in the back room. The sect leader asked us to stay here and see if the city would send troops to fight Weizhou. If it were a small group of people, we would do it. "

The little old man asked again, "did you occupy the lotus gate in Weizhou?"

The evil man said to him, "yes, there are not only lotus gate, but also people from Hongling sect and Yinke village."

The little old man let go of him, untied his belt and tied the man. "You're exempted from capital punishment, but you can't go back and report." He tore off a piece of cloth to block his mouth, tied up the back and threw it into the small black room in the backyard. Find the shopkeeper and the waiter and untie the rope. The two people have stopped breathing and are not far from death. It was only because these evil men beat them too hard, hung them upside down on the beam, the rope was loose, and the melon seeds on both heads were folded on the ground, resulting in poor breathing.

Fang Qi pushed the acupoints across the palace for the two people, then acupuncture to release the congestion. He poured his face down slightly, knocked on his back on the bench, and spit out the thick phlegm and filth. The two people breathed slowly for a long time. When they saw the three people standing in front of him, they knew that they were the benefactor of saving lives, knelt down and kowtowed to thank him.

The little old man said, "you don't have to thank me. Get up and cook for us. We're still waiting to get on our way." They went out in a hurry.

The three returned to the front hall. They had almost thrown away the dishes on the table just now. They didn't know how these evil men cooked. It was quite disgusting. Miaomiao only took one bite and spit it out. Just now, the little old hair was drunk and was drugged with sweat medicine, which made him fight in time.

The waiter came out to clean with his head wrapped. The shopkeeper was busy frying and frying in the back. After a short time, he gave a table of rich wine and vegetables. The three talked while eating. This little old man has been involved in rivers and lakes for a long time, and is also a dark pile eye liner of Bailian hall. He is quite familiar with this area.

He said that Shenma Hongling sect, Lianhua sect and Yinke village are all Jianghu organizations, which have always existed among the people. The more troubled times, the more such groups. There are hundreds of famous and unknown groups in Shandong and Henan alone. The ruling power of the Central Plains became a vacuum, and these large and small organizations became active one after another and began to wait for opportunities everywhere to win a place. Needless to say, Fang Qi also knew that this numerous group could not compete with Kublai Khan's army in any case, even organizations such as Bai Liantang.

After dinner, the shopkeeper gave them an extra large piece of cooked beef as dry food. The three kept running until it was dark before they came to the small town on the Bank of the Yellow River. There were all kinds of people waiting to cross the river tomorrow morning. They went to several inns and were full of people. The three had no choice but to go to the restaurant and have dinner first to see if they could find a banker's house to stay.

As soon as I entered the largest wine shop in the town, I saw the shadow of people inside. The smell of hot wine and vegetables came to my face. It was also crowded with people. When I saw the three of them coming in, they all looked up. They didn't look at the funny little old man, but at Fang Qi and Miao Miao, just because they were outstanding and dignified.

They didn't care. They followed the little old man inside. The waiter came forward with a smile and said, "the three masters are late. Here are all full. Please take a step higher."

The little old man took out a ingot of silver from his pocket and threw it, "prepare us a good room. The men of Bailian hall don't care about silver, just serve wine and food!"

The waiter took the silver and weighed it in his hand. He smiled and said, "well, well, please come back." Take the three of them back to the yard. As soon as the little old man entered the house, he knew that there were all kinds of crooked hair, naughty green skin and sundries in the store. First light a sign to scare them off so as not to make trouble.