Han Shen left Taoist Xiaozhu and went straight to the Youjian Inn that Mo Xue said. After searching all Jiyang City, he couldn't find this inn that looked like a master hidden.

"Momen is worthy of being the hidden gate of the world. The technology of hiding is really powerful." Han Shen sighed. Because he wanted to hide his identity, he could not catch the information from the Mo family to search, so he could only walk around Jiyang City with his own legs to search.

As a result, I found it on the main road of Jiyang City. The name of the inn is directly called Youjian Inn. Looking at the tall door with the words "Yujian Inn" written on the Zhou Dynasty, Han Shen felt that he was offended and his IQ was eaten by a dog. Where is the Hidden Gate that promised? You opened such a large inn on the main road of Jiyang City, because you were afraid that others would not know?

But Han Shen was a little confused. This inn is not small, both an inn, a restaurant or a restaurant. It is not big in Jiyang City, but it is not small. So Han Shen ordered a table of dishes, and a pot of wine sat on the second floor, facing the street by the window, carefully observing the pedestrians and diners coming and going, but he really didn't see who was the Momen God Killing Swordsman.

"It's hidden in the world. After staying in Qin for a long time, the Momen has become a Taoist odor." Han Shen said speechlessly. Fortunately, he ran around Jiyang City, and even the stinky ditch in the slums went in to see it, for fear that there would be such an inn hidden in the sewer, so you just drove on Jiyang City Avenue so brightly.

"Young man, the taste is quite strong." A white-haired old man was wearing a rag linen, with a bamboo stick, and a pair of straw shoes opposite Han Shen. He picked up the roast chicken on the table and started to gluttonously. He ate his mouth and hands were covered with oil, and then wiped his hands on his body.

Han Shen didn't stop him from watching the old man's movements. The old man seemed to have no cultivation, but who had ever seen an old man in his seventies still be able to eat a three or four kilograms of roasted chicken and drink two kilograms of strong wine without changing his face.

"Senior, have you eaten?" Han Shenqian asked respectfully.

The old man nodded, then said nothing, and walked out of Youjian Inn with his bamboo stick.

Han Shen left the money for food and hurriedly followed him and followed the old man outside the city. The old man turned around and looked at Han Shen and said, "Young man, the person you are looking for is not me."

"How did you know that I'm looking for someone?" Han Shen asked back, more convinced that the old man was the person he was looking for.

"You have the sour smell that is only the slums in the south of the city, and the smell of the flower brewed winery in the east of the city. The shoes are yellow mud on the ground. This is the yellow mud that is only the walls that are being built in the north of the city. You have almost ran all over the four cities in the southeast, west and north, but appeared in the inn in the city. You ordered a table of food but were watching everywhere, so you are looking for someone." The old man sat on the snow, took off his woolen shoes, shook the snow mud in his shoes, and said slowly.

Han Shen frowned. Is he so eye-catching? Wouldn't that be exposed?

"Senior, do you know where the person I'm looking for?" Han Shen asked again.

"Didn't you find it?" the old man asked back.

Han Shen was stunned, then shook his head and said, "Please give me some advice."

"Don't look at people with your eyes, look at them with your heart, listen with your heart, and you will find the person you want to find." The old man said.

Han Shen stood on the snow, thought for a while, bowed and said, "Please make it clear to you, senior."

"Why are you so stupid?" the old man put on his woolen shoes again and stood up and cursed.

Han Shen was embarrassed and looked at the old man, but he heard a slight sound of wind. A green bamboo stick hit him. Han Shen had no time to hide, and was directly hit by the stick. He didn't lift it up in one breath and was fixed in place.

"Taoist tic toe seal!" Han Shen was shocked, but could not move, watching the old man slowly walking towards the distance.

"Don't listen to the sound of leaves hitting through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A raincoat can last for the rest of your life.

The cold wind wails and the wine is sober, and the hills are slightly cold, but they are shining on the side. Looking back, there is always a bleak place, and when you go back, there is no wind, rain or sunshine." The old man left slowly, muttering one by one.

Han Shen didn't understand it, and the only thing I remember was that sentence: Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A straw raincoat can last for life. A bamboo stick can be used to drag straw shoes is lighter than riding a horse. What's so scary about this? A straw raincoat can still be used to blow the wind and raincoat, and I still live my life.

Han Shen instantly respected the old man. This was an open-minded and heroic Taoist senior. This was the old man's self-talk, but it was also awakening himself. He was alone and had no worries. What's there to be afraid of? Before he died, he had to do something grand to commemorate his life.

Finally, the tic toe seal dissipated, Han Shen bowed far away in the direction of the old man's departure, gave a big gift, and then turned around and walked towards Jiyang City.

"Stupid, I'm going to die!" Behind the horizon, the old man shook his head and continued to walk into the wind and snow.

Han Shen cleaned up himself again, and then came to Youjian Inn again, but he still didn't know how to find the god-killing swordsmen that Mo Xue mentioned.

"Don't look at people with your eyes, look at them with your heart, listen with your heart." Han Shen's words echoed in his mind, so he stopped staring at the crowd around him, quietly closed his eyes, listened with his ears, and felt the changes around him with his heart.

Then, one breath, ten breaths, and a cup of tea passed, and Han Shen still felt nothing. Instead, the waiter came to change him to a pot of warm wine, and reminded him warmly: "Customer, the weather is cold, the earth is cold, and the wine is cold, so you can't drink it when it is cold."

"Ren: What you hate for your body, what you need to be an adult." Han Shen said in a moment of excitement. It was a sentence from the Mohist school in "The Mo Jing Jing Shuo". Not even the Mohist school knows this sentence. This is Mo Zi's explanation to Ren. Do what he doesn't want to do in order to make it easier for adults. The reason for this sentence is to explain that what he wants to do has nothing to do with these god-killing swordsmen, but I hope they can help.

The waiter was stunned, looked at Han Shen, shook his head and turned away, and burned him a pot of new wine.

Han Shen looked at Piaoxue outside the window and shook his head. He was indeed very stupid. He picked up the wine pot and poured it down, but he sprayed it out in one go. Fortunately, there was no one on the other side.

The waiter shook his head helplessly. He was so stupid, and then continued his work.

Han Shen was not burned or choked by the wine, but there was a bamboo stick hidden in the wine pot, which flew into his throat as he drank.

After carefully taking out the bamboo stick, Han Shen noticed the words on it. He looked back at the waiter, but found that the waiter ignored him and was ready to be busy with his own affairs.

"Be brave, because he dares to do it, he will do it." The response was written on the bamboo stick. The same definition of courage in "Mo Jing Jing Shuo" only removes the second half of the sentence "If he dares not do it, he will harm him."

Han Shen breathed a sigh of relief. His words were asking God Killing Swordsman to help him, and God Killing Swordsman responded to him very clearly. He died because he dared to do it.

The waiter came here to serve wine, but his finger pointed to a private room, put down the wine pot and turned around and left.

Han Shen saw the waiter's guidance and wanted to walk directly to the room. As soon as he stood up, he was hit by the waiter's shoulder. Han Shen looked at the waiter in confusion. Just as he wanted to speak out, the waiter was attentive to greet other guests.

The waiter was also cursing in his heart. Why did the young master come here like this stupid guy? Are you stupid? You ran over as soon as I got the drink. The fool knew there was something wrong. I just asked you to drink it and then go there. The money for the drink is not money, it is also very expensive!

Han Shen finally understood it, slowly drank wine, and then waited for the fewer guests around to stand up and crawled into the elegant room.

There was no one in the private room. After waiting for a long time, footsteps approached. Han Shen immediately hid behind the door and was careful and alert.

"Customer, the wine is cold, I'll change a pot for you." The waiter knocked on the door and said, three long and one short, and was also talking about what happened just now.

"Come in!" Han Shen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the knocking code and the waiter's voice.

The waiter saw Han Shen's defense and felt a little relieved. He was finally not stupid enough to get home. He put the wine holder on the side, walked straight to the bed and patted the post, pulled away from the bed, revealing a secret passage.

"Walk forward and see the lights slap three times, and then continue to move forward." The waiter said.

Han Shen nodded and walked into the secret passage. Then he heard the sound of the bed board on his head closing again, and his vision became dark. He touched the wall and walked forward for about ten steps before he realized that it was a corner. In front of the corner, there was a faint oil lamp lit up. So Han Shen slapped three times as the waiter told him to applaud before continuing forward. He passed by four oil lamps in a row before appearing in a basement.

I saw seven or eight swordsmen in the basement wearing bronze beast masks staring at him. In this basement, people thought there were cans of cans of turbulent oil, sulfur and two big yellow crossbows.

"Where is the token?" the man in the middle looked at Han Shen and asked, with his red hair tied with a long sword. Why is it called a long sword? Because his sword is really long and taller than his entire person.

Han Shen reached into his pocket, took out the Mo Sect God Killing Token that Mo Xue gave him, and handed it to the super long swordsman.

The super long swordsman found that the token was checked correctly and made a gesture to the dark place. Han Shen found that there were two people hiding in the dark place, and his arms were thicker than ordinary people. He was obviously two sharpshooters.

"Tell me, who do you want us to kill?" asked the super long swordsman.

"Crown Prince Yan Ji Dan!" Han Shen said.

The super long swordsman nodded and said, "Let's start tonight. Sharpen your sword and don't hold it back."

"Don't you need to prepare for something?" Han Shen asked in a daze.

The super long swordsman glanced at him and said coldly: "The Prince's Mansion was built by our Mo family, so what else do you need to check out?"

Han Shen nodded, and then he found that the super long swordsman took out a piece of cloth, which was the structural diagram of the Prince's Mansion.

"Do you know Ji Dan's whereabouts?" the super long swordsman looked at Han Shen and asked.

Han Shen shook his head, I have been looking for you for two days, so how can I find Ji Dan’s whereabouts?

"I don't know anything, so let's kill people?" The super long swordsman was also stunned, and then said, "You stay here, let's check."
Chapter completed!