“What’s the difference?”

Ye Xinhe continued to eat carefully and smiled slightly, "I don't even look down on these people, so how could Uncle Gu look down on them?"

The girl in white dress raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she didn't quite agree with him, but she didn't want to argue with him, nor did she call her food, but just sat silently, not knowing who she was waiting for.

Lin Zisan came to his senses, and he couldn't help but secretly look at the girl in white.

The girl in white has thick black hair and still has childish features on her side. She can't be said to be beautiful and charming, but she has a unique and beautiful temperament.

"What do you mean?"

Ye Xinhe felt a little uncomfortable. He looked at the silent girl and couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and said.

"I'm waiting for the forest to cook wine."

The girl glanced at him and said, "I had made an appointment to meet here. You know, this is the best-cooked shop here. He missed the braised sausage here very much, but he didn't expect you were here too."

"Apart from this store, what else can I choose outside the Bashan Sword Field? Since I'm back, can I still be at another store if I'm not here?" Ye Xinhe was obviously surprised, "But what is there to miss the braised sausage? It's heavy oil and too much pepper. Eating too much is not good for cultivation."

Listening to his words, the girl couldn't help laughing and said, "I thought you would care about what he was going to do when he came back."

"What do I have to care about?" Ye Xinhe sarcastically said: "Are you still afraid that he will compete with me for those two swords? Even if I may not be able to defeat him, he will not be able to defeat me. If I want me to worry, I might as well worry about you."

Lin Zisan had just calmed down. Listening to these conversations, his heart beat violently again uncontrollably.

Although he thought he might not be able to beat Yu Tuo, even though he had really watched the sky from a well before, he was extremely sure that people like Yu Tuo were already rare geniuses and were almost invincible among his peers. Ye Xinhe should be a genius among geniuses. But when he heard their conversation at this time, it seemed that Ye Xinhe and this woman were originally disciples of Bashan Sword Field, and there was far more than one young practitioner like Ye Xinhe, who was powerful and had more than one Bashan Sword Field.

It is already incredible to have a swordsman like Yu Zuochi and Gu Liren who are admired by others in a place that was not famous before. Even these young disciples are far ahead of their peers, which is even more unimaginable.

He had indeed come here before and wanted to be a personal disciple of Gu Liren of Bashan Sword Field. However, after seeing these things in person, he just wanted to know what was going on here and what kind of sect is Bashan Sword Field.

The girl and Ye Xinhe stopped talking. Lin Zisan didn't know if the other guests in the wine shop had heard the conversation between the two, but in short, no one made a sound, and the wine shop became quieter, with only the sound of chewing after the food was in the mouth, the sound of pushing the cup and the sound of rain outside.

The quieter it is, the slower it seems to flow.

I don’t know how long it took, but the rain outside gradually stopped, and there were particularly clear sounds of footsteps on the wet stone road.

Listening to the footsteps, the girl who was already dazed with her chin raised her head and showed a smile on her face.

Ye Xinhe, who had finally finished eating, reached out to signal the shop to bring some hot tea, but she thought it was too dark and asked the shop to light an oil lamp on the table.

Lin Zisan turned his head when the dim light came up. He saw a thin young man wearing straw sandals walking from the other end of the streets.

The thin young man was wearing an old straw raincoat. From a distance, he looked nothing special. But when he got closer, Lin Zisan felt a smell of blood inexplicably.

This smell of blood not only comes from the young man's old straw coat, but even from his straw sandals, from his short hair. Even when looking at the young man's somewhat sickly pale face, Lin Zisan felt that a smell of blood was coming out from the young man's lips and teeth.

"Spicy oil noodles, braised sausages, boiled wild vegetables."

The young man walked slowly. When he arrived at the shop not far away, he took two steps at once. He frowned at the broken shop door. Then he hung the straw raincoat on a piece of rotten wood picked out from the ragged door frame, shouting for food and these actions in one go.

These foods are faster than ever.

Because long before the young man appeared, the girl had already ordered the store to prepare these foods.

"I'm afraid a bowl is not enough."

Looking at the bowl of noodles and two dishes in front of him, the young man with a morbid face was slightly stunned. While his eyes were filled with joy, he sighed softly with some worry.

"Another bowl."

The girl smiled slightly, waved to the shop owner, and said, "You have to take the heat when eating noodles. After you finish one bowl and another bowl, wouldn't it be right?"

"Yan Xinlan, you're more particular." The young man knocked on the bamboo chopsticks, buried his head and took a big sip of noodle soup. When he raised his head, he was filled with satisfaction. "For me, it's piled up here together, and the heat is lingering. Two bowls are easier to satisfy than one bowl."

"How could he be so seriously injured?" Ye Xinhe looked at him who was extremely satisfied, but frowned. He reached out and touched his wrist lightly, and frowned a little further, "How many horse thieves have you killed this time?"

"The nest of mice in Yunmeng Mountain is gone." The young man had already started eating noodles. His eating style was not good, and his slamming sound was very loud and his speech was vague.

Lin Zisan could still hear clearly, but he didn't know what the nest of mice in Yunmeng Mountain represents.

Ye Xinhe took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "So much?"

"It's not that I want to kill so many."

The young man buried his head in eating noodles, and quickly picked up some braised sausages from time to time, "It's not that Mr. Qi is forcing me to do it."

"Even Wu Tong and the others died at his hands. Ye Xinhe, it seems that you were too arrogant at the beginning. He is not injured now, I'm afraid you are really not his opponent." Yan Xinlan couldn't help laughing softly while watching the young man eating noodles with interest.

Ye Xinhe's expression changed slightly, and she didn't refute, but just snorted coldly.

Lin Zisan, who was beside him, heard it, but was so shocked that he almost screamed.

At this moment, he finally understood what he had said before that nest of mice in Yunmeng Mountain meant.

In the Yunmeng Mountain area on the border of Qin and Chu, there was a group of horse thieves who were extremely difficult to deal with. The Qin and Chu army had no choice but to kill them for many years. The leader of the horse thief was called Wu Tong.

There was originally a place where the practice land of Xingyun Palace was in Yunmeng Mountain in Chu. When these horse thieves were initially in trouble, the practitioners of the marching palace first said that they would destroy these horse thieves. However, the end result was that only more than a month later, Xingyun Palace was washed away by these horse thieves, and none of them survived.

Xingyun Palace is not the kind of insignificant sword sect in the entire Chu realm. You can imagine the power of this group of horse thieves.

"Don't worry, I won't compete with you for those two swords."

The young man ate noodles very quickly, but in a few words, he even picked up the noodle bowl and drank all the noodle soup. He burped with an unsatisfactory feeling, then knocked his fingers on the table for the second bowl of noodles, and looked at Ye Xinhe and said, "It's just that Uncle Qi asked me to come back and fight with the people who participated in the sword club. He didn't want me to be Uncle Gu's disciple, but probably felt that it wasn't enough to force me?"
Chapter completed!