"Well, these are opened by a store. Almost all the mercenaries coming out of the border town will pass through here. The place is too small to be accommodated." Zhu Zihu nodded.

"Looking at the past." Night feathers whispered.

When the night feathers approached the inn, the sky was almost completely dark, and some cold snow was mixed with snow, and there was sporadic snow.

Some of them are written on the inn, some are written in restaurants, and it seems that eating and accommodation are separate.

A few people chose the most people to go in.

"Come on the pot of shochu!"

"Mom, if the grandson is running fast, I have just married him in the woods!"

"This time the animal skin was sold, and we took 60% and went back to the third child..."

There are more than a dozen tables on the first floor, most of them are full of people, and there are several people who use their feet to step on the stools and punch them.

A few people came in at night, and no two came up to serve.

The line of sight glanced around the room, and the night feather pointed to the corner of the window. "Sit down there."

The table was close to the window. From time to time, cold air was poured through the window. The location was not good, but more than half of the room could be observed there.

Zhu Zihu asked the buddy for a few pots of shochu and some meat, and several people waited while watching the people in the hall.

Nine of the ten who came here were mercenaries, and the rest of them were mostly people like Yu Yu, who had special reasons to do things.

Dangdang!

The wooden door was kicked open and a cold wind poured in.

Many people have looked up at the door.

A cross-browed strong man's bill of lading knife, his face sullenly stepped in, and four or five mercenaries behind him helped each other.

"Man, come five pots of shochu, ten pounds of sauce beef." The horizontal eyebrows throw a single knife on the table.

The wounded mercenaries sat down with a grin.

These people have snowflakes on their shoulders, and the fluffy hair is also mixed with some of them. It seems that the snow outside is even bigger.

There were a few table mercenaries who pointed at the few people who had just entered, and whispered their voices.

"Look at those few, it is estimated that this time I went in and did not get the benefits."

"I also came back a few waves yesterday, and they look like them. They are quite embarrassing. I heard that there was a storm in the mountains." An old mercenary in his forties was well informed and whispered to the same table.

"No?" The mercenary at the same table was full of surprise. "How can there be a storm at this time? It’s just cold, it’s not in winter.”

Night Yu Yu used his mental power to detect those people's remarks frowning, storm? It sounds like the weather in the snowfield is very bad.

I want to hear it again, and those people have changed the subject.

"Several people are doing well, and you have left a little bit of beef shochu."

"Rolling, you are not dead, you still have to die, there are left, grandfathers are not enough to eat."

The extremely discordant sounds, the people in the hall looked at each other, and an old man stood next to the two mercenaries.

However, after the mercenaries saw the source of the sound, they glanced back and continued to drink and eat meat, as if this was very common.

The night feathers also glanced at those people, and the next night, Yu Yu blinked.

Daddy!

At noon, the old man was begging in the town of Biansai. Why did he come here at night? !

The night feathers instantly realized that there was a problem, and ordinary people would never go so far! Run here to beg!

The shadow also noticed that it was wrong. He whispered to the night feathers and asked: "Miss, I am going..."

"Wait a minute." The night feathers whispered, their eyes stayed on the old man, and the old man squatted at the two mercenaries, limping to another table, just the few mercenaries who had just entered the door. !