The woman came in and poured a glass of water. She picked it up and wanted to drink it, but because her hands were shaking, she couldn't bring it to her mouth.

Wei Yan didn't know the reason and asked again: "Sister, what's going on?"

The woman was so frightened that she couldn't speak. The man replied: "I have a group of enemies outside. I dare not go out now. We have to wait until they leave before we can go out. Can you help us go and see when the group of people outside will leave?"

, and then come back and tell me.”

Only then did Wei Yan realize that their family was not returning to their hometown to farm, but was fleeing.

Wei Yan replied: "Oh! I know, I'll help you take a look." Then Wei Yan went out and went to the hall downstairs, where she saw a group of people eating and drinking.

Wei Yan was afraid of arousing suspicion, so she said to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, help me cook some more side dishes."

The shopkeeper asked curiously: "Girl, didn't you just eat it?"

Wei Yan replied: "I'm afraid of being hungry at night, so I save this for midnight."

The shopkeeper then said: "Oh! So that's it, I understand. I'll send it directly to your room in a moment?"

Wei Yan replied: "No, you can fire it for me now, and I can take it with me myself."

The shopkeeper said: "Then you have to wait for a while. Look, there are several tables here! They ordered first."

Wei Yan said: "No rush, you do it for them first, and then do it for me last. I'll just wait."

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "That's the best, please wait a moment."

Wei Yan's ordering was just an excuse to stay in the lobby so that she could monitor every move of these people of unknown origin. In addition to Wei Yan, there were twenty-five people in the lobby of the inn. The walls were full of people sitting there.

There were three tables of burly men sitting at the table, devouring their food with great enjoyment. But there was only one person sitting at the table opposite Wei Yan, a young man in his twenties, and there was a sword on the table. He had eaten so much.

He was very slow and didn't drink like others. His mind didn't seem to be on the food at all.

Wei Yan found that the young man would glance out the door every once in a while. Therefore, Wei Yan guessed that he must be waiting for someone, and that this person was most likely coming to the couple.

Wei Yan's guess was indeed correct. This young man was indeed waiting for someone, and he came very quickly. The person looked a little wretched, and he was holding a three-foot-long iron rod in his hand, which looked very conspicuous.

The man glanced around the room, and finally his eyes rested on Wei Yan. Wei Yan felt uneasy when she was looked at by that man, just like a sick sheep being stared at by a wolf.

The man stared at Wei Yan for a while, but didn't say anything. Instead, he went to sit at the young man's table.

"Here we come!" said the young man.

"Here we come." The man carrying the iron rod replied.

"My master asked you to help us with a few things." The young man sounded a little arrogant.

"Who is your master? Why does he order me?" The man holding the iron rod sounded even more arrogant.

"You..." the young man said as he was about to draw his sword, but the iron rod had already hit his head. If the man had not shown mercy, the young man would have been killed on the spot.

Upon seeing this, the big men at the other three tables also drew their swords, but did not take action because the young man's life was still in the hands of the man holding the iron rod.

"Anyone who doesn't want him to die, sit down for me." The man carrying the iron rod said.

The young man saw that the other party's martial arts was so strong that he was no match for him, so he ordered: "Everyone sit down." After receiving the order, the others sat down again and continued to drink.

"If you don't give me the respect of my master, then why are you here?" the young man asked.

"I don't know your master, why should I give him face? I'm giving face to Master Qin. He asked me to help you with three things. One of them has been done, and there are two others. This is the purpose of my coming.

." said the man carrying the iron rod.

After hearing this, the young man took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the man carrying the iron rod: "Then I won't beat around the bush with you. Here are the other two."

The man with the stick opened the letter, read it ten lines at a time, then stuffed the letter and the envelope into his mouth and ate it, and then asked: "One of them is in the prison of Shunqing Mansion. Where is the other one?"

The young man replied: "Run away. We chased him all the way here, but there was no trace."

"Okay, I understand." The man with the short stick said.

The young man asked: "Then when will you do it?"

The man carrying the short stick replied: "Let's rest here for the night and start again tomorrow." After saying that, he went upstairs without waiting for the young man to answer. He did not ask the shopkeeper for a guest room, because he knew that the young man was young.

People will definitely make arrangements for him.

"Girl, your food is ready." The shopkeeper suddenly came to Wei Yan's table and said.

"Oh! Please put it in the basket for me, and I'll take it back to the room to eat." Wei Yan came back to her senses and said.

"OK."

The shopkeeper then packed the food, and after Wei Yan paid the bill, she went straight back to the room with the food.

As soon as the man saw Wei Yan coming back, he immediately asked anxiously: "How is it? Have they left?"

Wei Yan replied: "They seem to want to stay here for one night."

After hearing this, the man slammed the table and said, "It seems that I can't leave today."

Wei Yan had many doubts in her heart, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What on earth is going on?"

The man hesitated for a moment, then said to Wei Yan: "That young man's name is Xiang Kun, he is a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, and his master is Murong Jie of the Qingcheng Sect. My surname is Fan and Chou, originally from Shunqing Mansion.

A police officer accidentally learned some secrets of the Qingcheng faction while investigating the case, so he was hunted down by them."

"Oh! That's it. Who is that person carrying the stick?" Wei Yan asked.

"The man carrying the short stick? I don't know, I've never seen him before." Fan Chou said.

"I was down there just now, and I saw a man with a somewhat wretched appearance who came in carrying a three-foot iron rod. He and the young man were still discussing something, but I didn't hear clearly." Wei Yan said carefully.

"With a wretched appearance? Three Iron Rods? Could it be the application for the Tianlong Rod? If the Qingcheng Sect asks him to take action, the matter will be even more difficult to handle." Fan Chou looked even more nervous.

Wei Yan asked: "What secrets do you know about them?"

Fan Chou said: "Girl, there are some things you'd better not know. The more you know, the more dangerous it is. I just know too much, and I've fallen into this situation."

Wei Yan asked again: "Why don't you report it to the official?"

Fan Chou sneered and said: "Haha! Report to the official? I am an official official. If the report to the official is useful, I won't have to run away."

"It seems that we can only stay here for one night." The woman said.

At this time, Wei Yan opened the basket, took out the food and said, "Then eat something first, and then you can leave after they leave tomorrow."
Chapter completed!