According to fengpang, that day he was worrying about how to coax people out of the palace when Mo xuanchen appeared.

He directly as regent of the identity of Shu Xiyan mother and son, swaggering out of the palace.

As soon as they got out of the palace, they met Ling Yunfeng, who was waiting for him. Five people went with each other and ran all the way to Fengye town.

who knows when he was in Longhu Mountain, Mo xuanchen didn't know what was going on. After talking to Ling Yunfeng for a few words, he let the four of them go first.

As for whether he went to Longhu Mountain himself or went to another place by way of this, no one knows.

Therefore, Longhu Mountain is the first stop of Ling Luoyu.

The emperor's injury did not have much impact on ordinary people.

People should still eat, drink and still be busy with their own small days.

In fact, for them, who is the emperor is the same, this day, how to live, or how to live!

Longhu Mountain.

A small stockade at the foot of the mountain.

Because it is near Kyoto, most of the young people who can walk in the village have moved away. Only some old people are left to guard the barren mountains and fields for the rest of their life.

Ling Luoyu walked around the stockade and didn't find anything special.

"Strange What is mo xuanchen doing here? This is an ordinary small stockade

In the center of the village, there is a tea shed, very simple.

Because it was cold, it was covered with grass, and the misty water vapor came out of the felt.

Seeing that it was noon, Ling Luoyu was hungry, and then went in.

As soon as she got into the felt, she sensed something was wrong.

There are guests in it.

Not one or two, but twenty or thirty full.

Ling Luoyu's eyes are tiny and hard to check.

There were 20 or 30 people sitting in the teahouse, but there was no noise outside.

The teahouse was originally a place for tea to have a rest and chat and have fun, but now it's quiet and can smell the needle.

Judging from their breath, these people's accomplishments are not low.

And most of all, the clothes of these people are different.

It seems that it comes from eight methods in all directions, with different characteristics.

Ling Luoyu suddenly realized that he had come to the right place.

Mo xuanchen stopped at this place. Something must have happened.

At the moment when Ling Luoyu appeared, everyone's eyes suddenly came.

Just a glance after, as if nothing happened to turn away from the line of sight.

In the middle of the teahouse, by the stove, sat a fat, squat man.

The brain door is bright, bald half of the top, leaving only a circle of hair on the back of the head, but also greasy, dirty.

Hearing the news, he looked up lazily.

"A cup of tea, a silver coin, a hot bun, a bowl of soup, three gold coins! Tea or dinner? "

Ling Luoyu's eyes are pale.

Stealing money is not as fast as that!

Still did not speak, behind the curtain was lifted, a person with a body of cold air into.

The short fat man looked up, it was still the tone of the dead.

"A cup of tea, a silver coin, a hot bun, a bowl of soup, three gold coins! Tea or dinner? "

People behind him hissed out a cool breath: "eat!"

He took out three gold coins and handed them to the short fat man.

The short fat man didn't lift his eyes and handed him a small wooden card.

"Find yourself a place to sit down."

Eyes a pick, leer at Ling Luoyu.

"And you? Tea or dinner? "

Ling Luoyu quietly handed over three gold coins: "eat!"

The short fat man handed the wooden card, received the gold coin, and closed his eyes again.

On the wooden card, there is a word "Guo".

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