In the lobby on the first floor of the inn, a wooden table in the middle was broken into pieces. Among the fragments were broken plates and scattered porridge, soup and side dishes. Four benches were still standing around it.

A young man in a purple robe and jade belt sat leisurely on the bench on the east side, turning a blind eye and not seeming to pay attention to the bearded Hu Han standing next to him and the man in the distance.

You should take your two companions seriously.

"I'm sitting here eating the food I bought with my own money. I don't know where I offended you? You smashed my table with your palm and the food was all over the floor and I couldn't eat it. Shouldn't you apologize to me?"

The young man seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"You, sheep, can't eat it!" The barbarian man exhaled from his nostrils, his face full of anger.

"Why can't you eat it?" The young man looked puzzled.

"Sheep are sacred, respected by our tribe, and cannot be eaten!"

The young man raised his eyebrows and said in a sharp tone: "It's your own business if you don't eat. If I force you to eat, it's my fault. In our Chenlin, sheep are just like cattle and pigs. They are ordinary livestock. They are given to

Human food!”

Standing at the counter, Yu Shiqi almost understood. The barbarian man over there seemed to be from a tribe that worshiped sheep as gods. The conflict with the young man in purple robe and jade belt was just because there was something in the food the young man ate.

mutton.

If this kind of thing happened in the Chenlin Central Plains, it would be a joke, but Yu Shiqi understood that this was very common in the Western Wasteland.

The Western Wasteland is dotted with hundreds of Huyi tribes, each with their own beliefs and customs. Some taboo this, some taboo that, and most of them are terrifyingly stubborn. They may be chatting and laughing with you one moment, but the next moment they are worried because you don’t

Be careful if you violate their taboos and they will fall out like a book.

If he was asked to judge this matter, he would still point to the young man in his heart, because he felt that what the young man said was reasonable.

When walking in the Western Wilderness, people from different backgrounds have different customs. Respecting each other and keeping a distance is the right way to communicate with each other. You can't force others not to eat just because you don't eat.

That barbarian man could smash a wooden table into pieces with one palm, and he must have practiced martial arts. Yu Shiqi was secretly worried about the young man who looked like a playboy.

The Hu man was not a good eloquent in the first place, and because he was not very proficient in Chenlin Mandarin, he hurriedly spoke his native language.

He murmured a lot excitedly, but the young man just ignored it and turned to Yinxue and shouted: "Store! Bring me another dish!"

The young man raised his hand, and several coins flew into the air, shining brightly in the candlelight.

When the barbarian man saw it, he stretched out his arms to fish it out, but as soon as he made a move, his wrist was caught by the young man who stood up.

While the coins were still flying in the air, the two of them had already fought three moves, each using only one hand, constantly grabbing and counter-grabbing.

Yu Shiqi observed the moves on the young man's hands, vaguely feeling that they looked a bit like Xiao Zhongshan's grapplers, and he already had a rough guess about his master's sect.

With a crisp "pop" sound, the young man and the barbarian man used their other hands at the same time. After hitting each other with fists and palms, they both took a step back, and the coins in the air were shaken and shot out randomly in all directions.

Just as Yu Shiqi was about to sound a warning, he suddenly felt a figure flash out of the corner of his eye, and Yin Xue had already rushed out.

The figure of the silver-haired woman wearing a brown servant uniform flashed like a ghost. In an instant, she had caught six of the seven coins that were sent flying in all directions, and the last one flew towards the no-man's land.

With a "click" sound, it hit a pillar in the northeast corner, and more than an inch of wood was penetrated.

The bells that rang twice on the stairs suppressed the urge to cheer for Yinxue in Yu Shiqi's chest.

Yanshi Weiyin Hanfeng took it out and slapped it on the counter table with a "snap" sound.

"This is the sword of the Desolate Sect..." Yu Shiqi glanced at her.

"Lend it to my man for a while." Xilingyue's tone showed no intention of discussing with him.

"Is it necessary?" Yu Shiqi looked towards the field. Yinxue took six coins and landed between the young man and the barbarian man. The three of them were standing in an isosceles triangle. Yinxue was sitting on

The location had already separated the two of them.

He felt that he would never be able to fight again.

The barbarian man suddenly roared, and one of his two companions standing far away threw a leather-sheathed scimitar in response.

The young man snorted coldly and stretched out his hand without looking back. Someone from the crowd watching behind him immediately handed over a sword - it turned out that he was not alone.

Both sides got the knives almost at the same time, and the timing of unsheathing the blades was also the same.

The two swords struck each other, but the taller Hu man was forced to take three steps back before he could stabilize his figure.

"The Golden Knife My Mind's Reverse Armor Killing Method." Teng Yining's voice sounded from behind Yu Shiqi.

Yu Shiqi had already guessed the young man when he saw the master of Xiao Zhongshan's sword before. When Teng Yining said the name of the young man's move of unsheathing his sword, he knew that he had guessed it.

That's right.

"Is it very famous?" Xilingyue asked casually.

"It's not as famous as the Desolate Sect, but it's about the same as the Tongfeng Sect." Yu Shiqi replied in a low voice.

Originally, the world of Zhongzhou has always been known as the Northern Sword and the Southern Sword. However, in the past ten years, the talents of the "Southern Sword" Liu Sword Sect have withered away, and the only few famous masters are all from its branches. As for being dubbed the "Northern Sword"

"Ye's Invisible Knife, since the Yuan Dynasty was changed to Beining

, and as the Ye family's children responded to the call for the Northern Expedition, a large number of them joined the army and died on the battlefield and almost disappeared. Nowadays, when talking about famous sword sects in the world, in addition to mentioning Liu's Sword Sect and Ye's Invisible Sword, everyone will mention it.

Tongfengmen and Jindaowuyimen.

"Please stop fighting. This is an inn, a place for everyone to rest and avoid the wind and snow." Yinxue leaned forward and inserted herself into the open space between the two of them.

"Really? I just saw you catching six coins like you were reaching for the stars and the moon. Even a waitress was so good at it. Is this really an inn?" The young man raised the corner of his mouth and casually moved the knife.

He put it on his shoulder and looked past Yinxue at the barbarian man opposite: "I don't want to fight, I just want to have a good meal, but do you have the ability to convince him?"

Yinxue turned to face the foreign man: "To our inn, all guests are the same. The food he paid for has nothing to do with you."

"Sheep, we, respect! Can't!"

The two companions behind him also shouted "No" and "No" after him.

"Then I can only ask the three of you to leave." Yinxue stretched out her hand towards the door and made a gesture of invitation, "If you don't abide by the rules, you can't stay here."

It was now night, and snowflakes started to fall outside again. To drive people out of the inn at this time was tantamount to driving them into a dead end. Yu Shiqi thought that this must not be Yinxue's original intention. She was just using this to threaten the three

Hu people just put down their temper and accept the conditions.

Sure enough, after Yinxue finished speaking, Hu Ren's two companions were the first to show embarrassment. They looked at each other, their inner struggles clearly visible on their faces.

But what Yu Shiqi didn't expect was that the foreign man who led the conflict with the young people from Jindaomen shouted to the two companions in words he didn't understand, and then turned around and walked out the door.

"Alas..." Teng Yining sighed. The foreigners in Xihuang are straightforward, but sometimes they seem too inflexible.

"Wait a minute!" Xi Lingyue shouted from behind the counter, "You broke my table and a table of food, and you want to leave just like that?"
Chapter completed!