The three of them knelt in a ball of hot pot, and a bowl filled with wine was drunk in turn. The hot pot was very ancient, the same as what Xia Bing ate in the plot, but the things cooked inside were completely different. From time to time, the stunning sounds of two ancient people came from time to time. The three of them during the New Year really felt like they were in full swing...

Pang Yong picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth: "Wow, what's this thing? It smells so good!"

"This is a specialty from my hometown, called fat beef rolls. What you eat is the best."

Pang Yong glared: "Didn't the waiter say that he has no meat? Where did you come from..."

Xia Bing pointed to the pot: "This is delicious, what is this?"

"This is also a specialty from my hometown, called ham sausage. You are now holding lunch meat."

Xia Bing immediately exclaimed: "Wow, the names of things in your hometown are so strange!"

Anyang looked a little sad. These two rural guys who had never seen the world would be surprised and ask questions when they eat anything, but this focus was too abnormal.

Pang Yong discovered another magical thing and asked quickly: "What kind of egg is this? Why is it so bad? It is also a specialty from your hometown, right?"

“…This is called peeing beef balls!”

Pang Yong was shocked: "Peating beef pills is not made of urine, right?"

Anyang looked helpless.

It was getting late outside, and the waiter had already started blowing out the candlestick. His after-light suddenly caught a dignified woman in black and white Hanfu walking into the inn gate, looked around and quickly walked towards the only table.

It’s Chen Peirong!

Pang Yong's eyes suddenly froze. He stopped talking, and he put down the wine bowl in a hunch, and watched Pei Rong get closer and closer to him, a jade pendant shaking around his waist.

Anyang glanced at the two of them, pursed his lips and refused to speak. He was familiar with the plot and naturally understood the story between Pang Yong and Pei Rong.

Two years ago, Pang Yong was also the commander of Jiangdu City, holding the military power of a city. At that time, Wang Sheng was only his subordinate. Both of them fell in love with the same woman, that was Pei Rong. Perhaps Pei Rong was in love with Pang Yong at the beginning. He was brave and upright and open-minded. He was indeed a good man, but later she gradually fell in love with Wang Sheng, a man who was equally brave but more elegant and gentle, and could be called a perfect husband.

Until one day when Pang Yong came back from the war, everything changed. Another jade pendant on Peirong was hung on Wang Sheng's waist. So he was completely disappointed and rushed into the sand bandit's nest alone. One person killed the sky and the earth with one sword. Then he took off his armor and left. He disappeared for two years. When he came back, he was already in a state of disgrace.

"Whoever you fall in love with, you will give this jade pendant to."

"A bloody plot!"

Anyang sneered lightly and shook his head to continue eating.

Xia Bing sucked and ate a piece of broad powder, turned her head along Pang Yong's gaze, and found the woman who had already stood at the table. Her eyes turned around, lowered her head and drank a big sip of wine. She then handed the wine bowl quietly to Anyang.

That feeling seemed to be saying-

Come on, take a sip and there will be a good show!

Pang Yong was stunned and looked back and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Peirong asked: "Where have you been in the past two years?"

Pang Yong was silent for a moment and said, "You are not here to ask me these boring questions, right?"

Pei Rong sat down next to him and spoke: "I suspect a monster has come to the house!"

As soon as these words were said, Pang Yong was stunned, and Xia Bing raised his head in surprise. Only Anyang continued to eat and drink without hesitation. He was already familiar with this conversation.

Peirong lowered her eyebrows and continued, "Three months ago, Brother Sheng came back from Yinshan. He encountered a group of sand bandits. He saved a homeless girl..."

"She is Xiaowei. She said she is the daughter of Gao Kun, a silk merchant in Suzhou. She was framed by a dog official and her family was destroyed. She was sold to the hands of a sand bandit..."

"Suddenly, a heart-digging swordsman came to the city, and many people died. Fortunately, there was a knight who was restraining him, otherwise he would be unscrupulous, but he was elusive and the knight could not do anything to him..."

"King?" Pang Yong frowned, "Do you know who that kid is?"

"I don't know." Pei Rong shook her head, "I guess Gao Xiang and Xiahou Xiang know, but they refuse to tell me."

"Okay, you keep talking."

An Yang listened calmly, never saying a word, occasionally glanced at Xia Bing's reaction, even though the knight Peirong said was him.

"I don't know when it started, but many people suspect it was the demon's cause..."

It was not until Peirong finished telling all the stories that she looked at Pang Yong in a demanding help: "I have sent so many letters, and I don't know if you can receive them."

Pang Yong asked: "What's going on now?"

"Now..." Pei Rong was silent for a moment, lowered her eyebrows and whispered, "She has a better relationship with the people around me, and she is getting closer and closer to Brother Sheng..."

...

Anyang is no longer interested in their conversations and no longer listens to them. It is nothing more than Peirong who wants her old lover Pang Yong to help find out the truth and thus protect her love and status. With Pang Yong's personality and his love for Peirong, he cannot refuse.

Before Pei Rong left, Pang Yong had a shameless attitude to borrow some silver from her. Of course, he couldn't afford it, and then half of it was borrowed by Xia Bing. Of course, she couldn't afford it either. Until Anyang looked at him funny, Pang Yong suddenly became nervous.

"You won't have money, are you?"

“…I’m very rich.”

Pang Yong looked him up and down a few times before he breathed a sigh of relief and said with certainty: "You are very rich at first glance!"

Anyang smiled and said nothing.

That night, Pang Yong and Xia Bing were both drunk, but he was still quite sober.

In the evening, Xiahou Xiang came to find him alone and asked, "You were the one who saved the Prince of Wanli Restaurant the night before yesterday?"

Anyang frowned: "What?"

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect that what you said was true. You said Brother Yong would come back, but Brother Yong was really back. You said that the lizard spirit would start killing the enemy at night, so he really started killing. Fortunately, you stopped him in time. I would like to thank you on behalf of all the people in Jiangdu City!"

"It's nothing, how many people died last night?"

"Two, the prince of Wanli Restaurant was originally the third one."

Anyang nodded, saw Xiahou Xiang's expression of being reluctant to speak, and suddenly smiled and said, "If you have anything, just say it, why are you squeamish?"

Xiahou nodded: "I want to ask you, since you have fought with the lizard spirit so many times, do you know who he is and where he is hidden?"

Anyang said bluntly without thinking, "I don't know."

Xiahou frowned: "I suspect that someone was with us..."

Anyang waved his hand and interrupted him: "Don't tell me these things. Monsters are all versatile. I don't know who they are usually."

Xiahou Xiang looked disappointed. Seeing that Anyang didn't want to talk about this, he stopped talking.

In fact, there is no change technique in this world. Anyang also knows who they are, but he doesn't want to say it. Xiahou Xiang has looked for him several times during this period, but he has always maintained an indifferent attitude, just to make them realize that they still have to rely on themselves to reduce their participation in the plot and change their changes, so that they can roughly get back on track, and at least make the last battle happen as scheduled, so that he can ensure the safe completion of the second mission to the greatest extent.

Especially now that Pang Yong has come, just leave this matter to Pang Yong. After he completes the first task, he will wait for the spiritual essence to be collected.

"Then... I'll leave first."

"Okay, Pang Yong's room is at the end of the corridor, you can go find him."

"Forget it, it's too late, and I have nothing to say to him."

Xiahou waved his hand and opened the door and left the room. The sound of footsteps and armor quickly left.

Not long after, Anyang heard a slight movement outside the door and immediately said, "I've come here, don't you come in and talk?"

Pang Yong stopped forcibly, turned around and pushed open the door and walked in, saying hello with an awkward look on his face, "Good evening!"

"people of the same taste."

"Uh... the knight Peirong said to stop the swordsman is you, right?"

"It's me!"

Pang Yong burped, but he didn't have a straight face. He sat down with a smile: "Then tell me what the origin of that swordsman is?"

"Didn't you hear it just now?"

"You said he is really a demon? I don't believe it!"

An Yang chuckled and said, as the two protagonists appeared one after another, he had a sense of control over the plot again. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it could be defeated in this world.

"If you don't believe it, forget it. Anyway, you're here, I won't care. Just leave the monster catching to you and Xia Bing."

"Xia Bing, that woman dressed like a man?"

Anyang put his index finger beside his mouth, snorted, and looked out the door at the same time.

Pang Yong lowered his voice and said, "You are kidding, what's the use of her?"

An Yang looked at him helplessly and gave a look outside the door: "Don't say it so straightforwardly, maybe they're listening outside the door!"

"How can it be..."

Pang Yong turned his head and said, but he was stunned before he finished speaking.

The woman dressed like a man was standing at the door, staring at him with her waist in her waist: "Who did you say dressed like a man?"

Pang Yong looked embarrassed: "Missing the tongue, missing the tongue..."

Anyang stood up to smooth things out: "Uh, don't argue, don't argue, now is not the time to argue, why are you all awake?"

Xia Bing gave him a blank look: "Your friend walks in armor and jingle. When you hear this sound, who can sleep with people who often walk in the world?"

Anyang pointed at Pang Yong and corrected: "That's not my friend, it's his friend!"

Xia Bing didn't care about this matter, and walked in and asked directly: "Do you know there is something about monsters?"

Anyang shrugged: "This is nonsense. Who can kill someone except monsters!"

"I'm not talking about this, I mean, you fought with that monster?"

“Trial.”

Xia Bing was about to say something, but was interrupted by Pang Yong's wave: "Okay, okay, what are you two talking about? There is no monster, just scare yourself!"

Xia Bing stared at him with dissatisfaction, too lazy to explain to him.

However, Anyang is happy to do this. Let the two protagonists worry about dealing with monsters!
Chapter completed!