My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

"Oh! Guest officer, you also know that there is a lantern festival in Pengcheng tonight, and everyone around has come to the city to join in the fun. It's a coincidence that there is only one room left in our store! There just happened to be a guest checking out. How can there be any vacant rooms in another inn?"

The heroine didn't seem to care about money.

With a wave of his hand, he counted two taels of silver and placed them on the counter. It was obvious that the amount was more than enough.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can live there, the extra money will help me feed the horse, no hay, it only eats beans."

"Okay, Xiao Er, show the guest officer the way!"

"Wait a minute!"

The shopkeeper was collecting the silver on the table, smiling from ear to ear. Suddenly, a familiar loud shout startled him, and all the silver in his hand fell to the table.

Everyone turned their eyes to the place where the sound came from, and saw a young man in white striding towards the front desk.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and you started to cheat again?"

Chapter 142 Brother and Sister Meet for the First Time

"Who is making trouble!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly picked up the silver taels scattered on the ground, raised his head angrily and stared at Ling Xiaodong.

Who is so ignorant?

But when he saw Ling Xiaodong's familiar and recognizable face, his tone softened immediately.

"Ouch~ It's you, little Taoist master."

The shopkeeper looked at Ling Xiaodong who was walking quickly with a flattering smile on his face, and murmured in his heart, how could this nosy Taoist priest spoil his own good affairs again?

"Now that I have changed my clothes, I can't even recognize him. Master Dao is so handsome!"

Ling Xiaodong ignored his flattery, stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder, and looked at him with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and the shopkeeper is still doing business with no conscience?"

"Look at what you said, what's the matter!"

The smile on the shopkeeper's face was extremely stiff, and he kept complaining in his heart.

Since the last time the city was closed, it has been empty, and finally waited until the crowded Mid-Autumn Festival, and planned to take advantage of today to slaughter a wave of fat sheep from other places, but it turned out to be this unlucky again.

"Oh? According to the shopkeeper? Are there really no vacancies?"

He glanced in the direction of the black-clothed woman wearing a bamboo hat, and she was also looking at him through the black veil hanging in front of the bamboo hat.

"Then why don't you let me go up and see if there are any vacancies?"

The shopkeeper was caught cheating by Ling Xiaodong last time. He panicked and admitted his mistake. But after thinking about it carefully, why should he, a local snake, be afraid of a little Taoist priest from out of town?

His expression regained his composure, and he said calmly:

"Guest officer, don't mess around. Do you have any documents from the government? Why should you check me?"

Seeing him looking like an old god, Ling Xiaodong suddenly became interested and asked again:

"Then you are not afraid that others will know that your shop is actually a black shop?"

The shopkeeper said righteously: "Guest officer, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. If you are like this, I will go to the government to sue you for defamation!"

Ling Xiaodong nodded slightly, took back the hand on his shoulder, dug it into his wide sleeve, rummaged around and said:

"Since you, the shopkeeper, are not afraid of anything, you must not be afraid of the city lord, right?"

"When the time comes, I'll ask Mr. Cheng at the wine table, is he agreeing to do this kind of shady business in Pengcheng?"

The shopkeeper sneered disdainfully.

What cats and dogs can see the city lord?Is it really easy to deceive yourself if you are like a three-year-old child?

Seeing that this boy is not very old, his tone is not small.

"What I do is a formal business. Even if the city lord comes, I will be the same..."

After groping for a long time, Ling Xiaodong finally took out a gold-gilded invitation and threw it on the counter.

When the shopkeeper saw the familiar bronzing invitation, his eyes widened immediately, and he couldn't close his mouth in surprise.

He picked up the invitation in disbelief and opened it. When he saw the signed seal, his hands trembled like a sieve.

"This...this is..."

Having been doing business in Pengcheng for a long time, the news is naturally very well-informed. He knows that tonight the city lord will entertain all the wealthy families in the city and leading merchants in the industry.

This invitation was only seen once when the president of his restaurant chamber of commerce showed it off. At the time, I was so envious, but I didn't expect to see it again.

His face instantly became uglier than eating fly droppings.

Being invited to the banquet by the city lord, this little Taoist priest is definitely not someone he can afford to offend.

When he thought that if the dirty things he did were really brought up at the wine table, the first person who wanted to kill him would not be the city lord, but the president of the chamber of commerce who had lost face in front of the city lord.

When he thought of the horrific consequences this would cause, his feet gave way and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"Tao...Master Tao, it's the little one who has blind eyes and cannot see the mountains. It's the little one who has let the lard blind him. I beg you, sir, to have enough to bypass the little one."

The shopkeeper had runny nose and tears, and he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. He was really scared.

Ling Xiaodong was stunned for a moment as he looked at the shopkeeper who looked like a concubine in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Master Cheng could have such prestige in Pengcheng?Can an invitation scare him to the point of kneeling down and begging for mercy?

In his opinion, the city lord was nothing more than a kind-faced middle-aged man, and he was extremely useless, not knowing martial arts or Taoism.

"What happened?"

Zheng Sier originally just stood at the top of the stairs and watched everything that happened from a distance, but when she saw the handsome young man throwing a piece of paper from his sleeve, the shopkeeper was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

She thought it was another nobleman who used his power to oppress goodness here, how could she bear it?

Zheng Si'er immediately stepped forward and stood in front of the shopkeeper, lying between the two of them, blocking Ling Xiaodong's view.

"Just ask him."

Ling Xiaodong raised his eyebrows, and pouted at the shopkeeper behind Zheng Sier.

"What did the shopkeeper do? Don't be afraid that with me around, I will definitely not let injustice happen in front of my eyes!"

The shopkeeper reflected on his mistake with tears in his eyes, allowing Zheng Sirer to fully understand the ins and outs.

"You lied to me?"

Zheng Si'er looked at the shopkeeper kneeling on the ground in disbelief, and then turned to look at the young man in white with his arms crossed.

So he is the good guy?

Knowing that she committed an oolong, Zheng Si'er's pretty face hidden under the black veil blushed, bowed her head and cupped her hands towards Ling Xiaodong.

"I'm sorry, my son, I was reckless."

Ling Xiaodong waved his hand generously.

"It's such a small thing, it's not worth mentioning compared to the girl's chivalrous act on the street."

He glanced at Zheng Si'er's chest again, feeling puzzled.

Obviously the voice sounds as clear and sweet as an oriole, it should be a woman, but these breasts...

Why is it even poorer than Chen Lu's?

It's almost as open-minded as this heroine's mind, without any roughness.

Is she really a woman?

Zheng Si'er lowered her head, so she didn't feel Ling Xiaodong's offensive gaze at all.

"My lord, you are absurd. When you see a rough road, you should draw your sword to help. Otherwise, what use is the martial arts I have practiced so hard since I was a child?"

After some courtesies, Ling Xiaodong took back the invitation and the silver from the shopkeeper, stuffed the invitation back into his sleeve, and handed the silver back to Zheng Si'er.

"A few dozen steps west from this inn, there is another hotel where the girl can stay."

Zheng Si'er reached out to take the silver. When her hands touched her hand trembled like an electric shock, she immediately withdrew her hand and took the silver.

"Many...thanks."

Zheng Si'er's eyes under the veil stared at Ling Xiaodong's face in amazement.

I didn't pay attention to it just now, but now I take a closer look, why does this son look like a fairy descending from heaven?

Originally, I had been in the Northland for a long time, and I felt that those skinny young men with pink faces could not compare with the strong and strong men. But when I saw them today, I realized that there are such flawless beauties in the world?

Chapter 143 Seeking Revenge

? But Zheng Sirer quickly looked away and came to her senses.

The master taught her since she was a child that people should not be judged by their appearance, that sea water cannot be measured, that even a naturally beautiful woman can have a heart like a snake, and that even if she is ugly, she can be kind-hearted.

What she saw and heard on her way westward was that although the hungry and skinny victims were not beautiful in appearance, there were many sons carrying their elderly mothers on their backs, and their mothers holding young children in their arms. children.

Men, women, old and young supported each other and never gave up no matter how difficult it was.

And those gentlemen and ladies who are well-dressed and well-fed, with oily heads and powdery faces, are like weak willows and Fufeng, slim and slender, and there are many exquisite and beautiful people, but most of them have dirty minds, and there is dirt hidden under the glamorous appearance.

Zheng Si'er straightened her expression, nodded slightly to signal Ling Xiaodong, then turned and walked towards the door.

Ling Xiaodong watched Zheng Si'er leave, and smiled with satisfaction.

It is a good thing to be able to form a good relationship with this chivalrous woman.

I saw the female hero walk out of the gate, looked at both sides blankly, and resolutely walked in the opposite direction.

Ling Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reminded him.

"Hey! Miss, you're going the wrong way, that's the east side!"

"Ah? Oh oh oh! Thank you very much!"

Zheng Sier's whole body froze, and she changed her previous attitude of holding her head high and walking with dignity.

She quickly lowered her head, letting the bamboo hat be lowered even lower, and the swaying hands around her clenched into fists in embarrassment.

If it wasn't for the black gauze curtain hanging down in front of the bamboo hat, Ling Xiaodong would definitely be able to see the flushed pretty face under it.

"He's an interesting guy, too."

Seeing the back of the woman in black gradually going away, Ling Xiaodong withdrew his gaze, turned to look at the shopkeeper who was still kneeling on the ground, and said casually:

"Stop kneeling, I'm too lazy to talk to the city lord about such trivial matters."

He paused and then ordered: "Bring on two pots of good tea."

"Yes yes yes! Daoist is merciful! Daoist is merciful!"

The shopkeeper seemed to be pardoned, nodded his head like a pounding garlic, rushed to the ground in a panic, and before he had time to slap the dust off his knees, he kicked viciously on the ass of the little second who had been stretching his neck to watch the excitement.

"You're laughing ass! Don't go to tea yet!"

"Bring me the best Longjing tea!"

"Go here, go here!"

The waiter didn't dare to contradict the shopkeeper after suffering such an unreasonable disaster, so he had to hold his butt and run to the kitchen to make tea.

Ling Xiaodong sat back beside Xiaoyan again.

I saw Xiao Yan tilting her head, one arm holding her cheek, her eyes flashing, looking at herself like a nymphomaniac.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's scary."

Seeing Xiao Yan's strange appearance, he couldn't help but shuddered while touching his arm.

This look reminded him of the group of senior sisters at Qingfeng Temple. He vaguely remembered the time when he was walking in the Taoist temple and almost being stripped naked on the avenue when he was young. They all had this scary look on their faces.

"Woo~"

When Xiao Yan heard what Ling Xiaodong said, her cheeks puffed up in displeasure, just like a puffer fish that was fished out of the water.

"Why aren't you happy yet?"

Ling Xiaodong stretched out a finger, playfully poked Xiaoyan's puffy cheek, poked lightly and held back.