Fairy, I really am a villain!

When he was studying, he often stayed up all night with his roommates to eat barbecue, but they were all drinking beer, and it was no big deal to drink one bottle after another, but it’s hard to say the alcohol content of this rice wine…

"Why, you can't drink?"

"What's there that you can't drink!" Upon hearing that, Fang Xiwen waved his hand and drank a glass of wine directly. The warm fire burned all the way down his throat.

In fact, the degree is really average, and with his profound internal strength, it is no different from drinking water.

"Ha, how can you drink like that!" Luo Ting took a sip and sipped it for a while before swallowing it. He pointed at him and laughed, "It's obviously quite hot, but you still have an expression as if you want to die together. You really don't understand!"

"What do you know? I just know it tastes good and is delicious." He imitated me and took a sip, then smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"I take back what I just said. You are a connoisseur of good things, hahaha!"

Just as the two were drinking and chatting, Wang Xiong suddenly ran over with a rather ugly look on his face.

"What's wrong? Can't you find a place to pee?" Luo Ting shook the wine glass. His tone was casual, but his eyes immediately became clear.

"How could we not find them? Boss Luo, it's Xiao Li who was exploring the way who's back," Wang Xiong sat down, his eyes rolling around, and he lowered his voice and said, "He talked to the villagers ahead, and they said that the bandits in this area didn't just leave, they were eaten by monsters!"

Hearing this, Luo Ting narrowed his eyes and said, "Continue."

Wang Xiong continued, "The villagers also said that two hills above here is where the monster lives, and it eats people who pass by!"

"Strange, they knew there were monsters but they didn't move away?" Fang Xiwen was a little surprised, but also a little interested.

He had never seen many monsters since he came to this world. The first time he saw one was when he went to pick up the silly girl. He saw a monster boat from afar underground, which was very scary.

Now, I finally have the chance to see it with my own eyes?

"Why move? The place is already here. Will we be left starving after moving?" Luo Ting laughed and shook his head, then raised his hand to signal Wang Xiong to continue.

"Hey, Boss Luo, Master Fang has hit the nail on the head," Wang Xiong smiled and said mysteriously, "The villagers said that as long as you don't get close to where it lives, the monster will not hurt people and will be very quiet."

"But there will always be people who want to go there, like us," Fang Xiwen asked.

"Of course there is a way. The villagers said that there is an inn on the edge of the monster's territory! The owner there is a gentle scholar. As long as you live there, the monster will not attack you. It is very safe!"

Hearing this, Luo Ting was also happy: "So mysterious?"

"That's right. The villagers all say that the scholar is either a hermit or a scholar who reads books of sages. He has a righteous spirit that can scare away evil spirits. He makes it sound like a god!" Wang Xiong said excitedly.

So, the remaining two people looked at each other and could see the strong curiosity in each other's eyes.

"Brother Luo, I didn't expect that you still like to join in the fun at your age," Fang Xiwen waved his hand, saying leisurely, "You haven't forgotten that we are on a caravan, right?"

"What are you talking about! If we don't go through there, we have to take a long detour. Can you, a young man, bear to climb over several mountains?" Luo Ting pretended to be angry and poured himself a glass of wine.

In fact, both of them wanted to join in the fun. The main reason was that no matter how mysterious the story was, it was all about a "monster" eating a "human".

In the Central Plains, the attitude towards the demon race has always been intolerance. Not only is there a difference in the position of not being one's own race, but there is also a blood feud between the two races that has lasted for thousands of years, and there is absolutely no reason to reconcile. Even the two forces of good and evil, which are incompatible with each other, will probably join forces to fight the enemy when they encounter the demon race.

Not to mention that both of them have a sense of justice, so naturally they don't want to see this kind of monster eating people. Since it's happening right in front of them and they have the ability to do something about it, why not do anything about it?

Judging from some subtle descriptions given by the villagers, this monster has definitely not reached the Jindan stage, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Hearing Luo Ting's lame excuse, Fang Xiwen felt a little amused and said, "Yes, yes, it's all because of bringing me along as a burden."

"That's good to know. Let's stop here," Luo Ting grinned, turned his palm, and collected all the wine utensils like a magic trick, saying, "Everyone should go to bed early. Let's go and see something more interesting than wine tomorrow!"

Unexpectedly, the escorts were very accustomed to his meddling attitude. After muttering a few words, they fell silent, and each of them dug out blankets and other items and lay down in a circle around the fire.

Fang Xiwen rarely had the experience of sleeping outdoors, so after lighting some incense to repel mosquitoes nearby, he also took out his blanket and lay down.

The night sky above his head was like an endless sea, and the stars were like the sparkling waves. He subconsciously reached out to grab them, and for a moment it seemed as if all the stars in the sky were in his palm.

“Boy, I never asked you before, why are you going to Osmanthus Mountain?” Luo Ting was lying next to him, and he spoke with a faint smell of alcohol and a lazy voice.

"What? You became friends after just one drink?" He was a little amused.

Although they called each other affectionately, they never asked each other about personal matters, and the boundary was clearly drawn. Luo Ting came here to take the initiative to make friends.

"I see that you are interested in making friends. Otherwise, do you think anyone can drink my wine?" The old man sounded relaxed.

"Yes, yes, it's an honor. It's not a big deal. I'm going to meet the girl's parents."

Hearing this, Luo Ting sat up and became interested. "Wow, I didn't know you were married? What kind of person is the other party?"

"You are a grown man, yet you are so gossipy..." Perhaps because he drank some wine, Fang Xiwen's attitude became casual and he lay on the ground and laughed.

"What are you talking about? According to age, you call me brother, and according to seniority, I should be the elder. What's wrong with caring about the younger generation?" Luo Ting seemed righteous and kept urging.

And hearing his question, Fang Xiwen also felt a little nostalgic. What kind of person is he...ha.

That was the first person I saw when I opened my eyes in this world. Actually, she didn't know that I had a crush on her from the beginning, but most of it was because I liked her because she was a paper-figure wife, and the other part was because she was beautiful.

But later on, all these good feelings turned into something more concrete - the moment Luo Qingni hugged him and cried, all the swordsmanship and heroines disappeared, and the only thing left in his eyes was this silly girl.

"He's a very, very good person," Fang Xiwen's voice became gentle when she thought of this. "He's very kind and a big eater. Although he looks silly at ordinary times, he's very reliable at critical moments and cares about others more than himself. He's especially cute when he cries."

"How can you praise like that? The girl will be so angry if she hears it." Luo Ting laughed and lay down again. "But at your age, isn't it too early?"

In Luo Ting's opinion, since they have reached the stage of meeting each other's parents, they must be married formally. This boy is a young master, but he has no intention of playing around for a few more years. It's really rare.

"How does the saying go? The right person will meet you sooner or later. There's no point in worrying about it." Fang Xiwen smiled.

"That's a good point." Luo Ting was silent for a while, and then he smiled as if he had thought of something: "Sooner or later..."

"Oh, Brother Luo, is there something on your mind?" Hearing this, Fang Xiwen sat up and became interested. "Tell me in detail?"

"Boy, didn't you just gossip about me?" Luo Ting scolded with a smile, and continued: "I'm worried about my daughter. Old Liu, who lives just across the street, already has two grandchildren, but I can't even see the shadow of my son-in-law. Do you think I should be anxious?"

"At your age, can your daughter be 20 years old?"

"She is eighteen this year, already a grown-up girl," Luo Ting complained a little, "She has a good temper, and the neighbors all praise her for her beauty, saying that she takes after her mother.

I don't know who she learned this from, she is shy and barely gets to know anyone. She refuses to be introduced to anyone when I try to introduce her to someone else. Now she has joined some big sect and I heard that 90% of the members there are girls.

well! "

"What are you sighing about? Why should you be so anxious at the age of 18? It's only natural that such a good girl was deceived by a scumbag," Fang Xiwen has seen many promiscuous people, and her tone is very sincere, "especially those who look loyal, but you don't know how unfaithful they are behind the scenes. You have to keep your eyes open!"

"You are so experienced, you are worthy of being called the Romantic Swordsman!" Luo Ting seemed very emotional.

"I'm kindly reminding you, and you're mocking me like this?"

"Is this the nickname I gave you?"

"I've already told you that it's just rumors spread by the gangsters. Stop yelling!"

Chapter 144: Deep love does not bring longevity?

The next day, when the group woke up, the bonfire had already gone out, with only wisps of white smoke emitting.

After putting away the blankets, everyone took some clean water to wash. Fang Xiwen wanted to wash his face, but when he thought of the instructions from the guys yesterday, he hesitated, not knowing what the rules were.

"Of course there are some rules for this!" Hearing his question, Wang Xiong's fat face trembled, and he explained with a smile: "It's cold in winter, hot in summer, and there are a lot of winds and sand in spring and autumn. If you wash your face often, the wind will blow you like a knife!"

"I see." Fang Xiwen understood and washed her face with peace of mind.

"Mr. Fang, what is this?"

"I'm thick-skinned and not afraid!" He pointed at himself and laughed.

He was practicing the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, so this little bit of wind and sand was nothing to him. Seeing that he didn't care, Wang Xiong didn't say much and just smiled.

Seeing Luo Ting coming over with a horse and greeting them, the group set off for the inn that the villagers mentioned.

In fact, those who are used to escorting goods like them would never stay in a new inn like this. As the saying goes, escorts should not stay in new inns, inns that have changed owners, or in brothels. Everything should be based on the escort money. If they are robbed, it will be a loss.

And this newly opened inn in the mountains looks suspicious no matter how you look at it.

"Boss Luo, just as the villagers said, the bandits on these hills are gone," Xiao Li, who was sent to explore the way ahead, came back and reported to Luo Ting, "There are still a lot of things left in the village, such as sharp knives, wine, and starved cattle and sheep. It doesn't look like they have moved away."

"I understand." Luo Ting nodded slightly without any expression.

The road to the inn was not easy to walk on. Seeing that everyone had gotten off the horse, Fang Xiwen felt embarrassed to stay in the carriage, so she walked beside Luo Ting with one hand on the sword, taking steady steps.

"Boss Luo, this is really evil." Wang Xiong was leading the horse in front, muttering uncontrollably.

In fact, Fang Xiwen also had some desire to discuss, and he said, "In fact, I have also heard of the bandits in these mountains. They are all ruthless people who lick blood on the edge of a knife, and they are different from the ones you know, Brother Luo.

They would rob passing caravans, kill men, and rob women... These people would not be frightened by rumors of monsters and flee in a hurry."

"Yeah, I think the same thing." Luo Ting turned his gaze away from the abandoned mountain strongholds and smiled, "They should all be dead."

"Die, die!"

Hearing this, Xiao Li, who had just got the news, was terrified. He was already afraid of such supernatural things. It was okay to hear it from the villagers, but now that he was standing near the scene of the incident, he could hardly walk.

He looked at Luo Ting, and said in a rather pleading tone: "Boss Luo, how about we take a longer route?"

"We can't go around, we've already walked in," Wang Xiong rejected the proposal. In fact, he was a little afraid. "It will be too much trouble to go out of the mountain again, and what if we encounter monsters on the way?

We are safe at the inn ahead, let's go seek refuge with the master."

Hearing the word "expert", and considering Luo Ting's high prestige, Xiao Li calmed down. After the former said a few words to comfort him, the group did not delay and headed for the inn.

The official road ended a little way ahead. There was a small path leading straight into the valley, with weeds growing on both sides, many of which were thorny and hairy. Fortunately, everyone was dressed in black clothes and breeches, so they were not afraid of mosquitoes or scratches, and walked very steadily.

"We are almost at the master's territory. He should have noticed us, right? God bless us..." After entering the valley, Xiao Li clasped his hands together and muttered to himself as he walked.

"Save your energy, there's still a long way to go," Luo Ting scolded him unhappily after seeing his cowardly look, and stroked the horse's mane, then turned to look at Fang Xiwen, "Boy, what do you think?"

"Let's wait and see. They may not have been eaten by monsters. Maybe their enemies showed up and they didn't have time to deal with them," Fang Xiwen shrugged. "They all deserved to die. They deserved it no matter who killed them."

"How could such a powerful enemy come from?" Luo Ting laughed and shook his head, obviously not agreeing with his remarks.

Seeing that he was unbelieving this and that, everyone knew that Luo Ting had made up his mind and asked him about it. In the end, the latter smiled and said nothing, only saying that there would be a way when the car reached the mountain.

Seeing that he was confident, Fang Xiwen felt relieved, but his hand was still on the hilt of the sword.

A group of people were moving slowly around a carriage. There were lush forests on both sides, which were very suitable for hiding people. It always made people feel that a few outlaws might jump out from anywhere, dressed in tight clothes and holding a shining sharp knife to rob people.

The result was nothing.

As if on time, just as the group was walking towards dusk, the sun was setting and the sky was quite desolate, a small inn appeared in front of them, like an oasis in the desert.

The inn is two stories high and made entirely of wood. There is a small courtyard behind it and a little further out it is connected to the official road. The location is quite good. There are also several pots of flowers in front of the inn, which are in full bloom in this slightly cold season.

The escort team were all experienced and quite alert. Seeing this, they quickly put away their knives and put them behind their backs. Xiao Li went over first and saw that those flowers were quite common varieties and had no effect of bewitching people. Then he called the people behind him over.

Xiao Li was about to knock on the door, but it opened by itself, and a young man with a delicate face, fair complexion and thin skin came out. He had a white cloth tied on his head and came to meet him with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Luo Ting walked to the front of the team, pointed casually, and said with a smile: "Seven people, stay in the hotel."

"It just so happens that there are still three empty rooms in our shop. We should be able to make do if we squeeze in." The shop owner nodded with a smile, stood on tiptoe to see the goods in the back, and then extended his hand to guide, "You can put the things in the yard."