When the two of them walked away, Lin Zhao helped Zhang Liucheng and hurriedly sent him to the hospital to seek treatment from Zhang Liucheng. Fortunately, Zhang Liucheng had woken up and was not seriously ill.

Seeing that Henwan wanted to treat him as a sworn brother, the old man rolled his eyes in disgust.

Small town, on the stone bridge.

The drizzle continued, and the bookstore owner in a gray and white Confucian shirt stood on the stone bridge. He looked at the Zhao family in the distance with his eyes, and his heart was filled with anger. Zhang Langzhong, who was standing beside him with a wine gourd hanging on his waist, smiled slightly: "

Even you are angry? Haha, no one is guilty of harboring the jade. Lin Zhao's life is as thin as paper, how can he be blessed enough to bear such a supreme fruit?"

Qin Suihan said calmly: "Both the Zhao family and the Qinglan Sect should pay the price for this."

"What, you want to do something?"

Zhang Langzhong smiled and said: "Take it easy..."

But at this moment, at the end of the muddy road in the backstreet of the town, a figure appeared in the rain. It was a young man in a green shirt, carrying a platinum scabbard behind him, but there was no sword in the scabbard, so he just carried it like this.

The man in green shirt wore a bamboo hat to protect him from the rain and stepped into the town step by step. Just when Qin Suihan was about to take action, the man in green shirt suddenly raised his right hand slowly from a distance and pressed down.

The meaning is self-evident, Qin Suihan doesn't need to worry about this matter.

Qin Suihan smiled faintly and bowed to him.

The man in green shirt cupped his fists and returned the greeting.

…

In the evening, the winter rain continued.

Lin Zhao cooked a pot of old duck soup, a big carp, and a pot of big cakes. He made a very sumptuous meal for Xiao Shitou and Xiao Jiu'er. He wanted to find something to do to relax his mood.

After calming down, I tried to comfort the frightened little stone, but before I even opened the lid of the pot, there was a knock on the door.

Lin Zhao took up his umbrella, walked to the door and saw a swordsman in blue shirt carrying an empty scabbard.

"Little brother."

The other party smiled slightly and said: "I am a passerby passing through Tianchiling. Isn't it...it's dark, and I don't have the money to stay in a hotel, so can I stay with you for one night and get me some food?"

, as long as you have a place to sleep, I’ll give it to you at... 30% of the price of the restaurant in copper coins?"

Lin Zhao looked at him. This young man was so handsome and his eyes were clear and flawless. He didn't look like a bad guy.

"It's okay, come in."

Lin Zhao let him in. Lu Xun's room was empty anyway, and the bed was still there, so he said, "You don't have to pay. If you just stay for one day, it's okay."

Entering the living room, Lin Zhao said: "We are just about to have dinner, shall we have something together?"

The guest in green shirt showed a hint of embarrassment: "Is that okay? I've been traveling for a long time and I'm really a little hungry..."

"Okay, let's eat together!"

"Well, thank you very much!"

Qingshan Ke was quite elegant when eating. He ate in small bites and only picked up the food in front of him. He was much better than Lu Xun who picked up food everywhere and competed with Xiao Shitou to see who could eat more meat.

After eating, Qingshan Guest went to Lu Xun's original wing to sleep, while Lin Zhao took Xiao Shitou to set up a boxing stake at home, and fell asleep after a while. When Lin Zhao, Xiao Shitou, and Xiao Jiu

When the children were asleep, the guest in green shirt got up, took a step forward, and when he reappeared after a breath, he was already in the ancestral residence of the Zhao family. In front of him, there was a group of Zhao family members, Zhao Yan, Zhao Tai, Zhao Jin, and the distinguished guest Qin Ruo.

They are all here, and the banquet is extremely sumptuous.

…

"Who?" a servant shouted outside the door.
Chapter completed!