Guan Fenghua was quite interested in the thing that the shopkeeper put there. After all, he came here to get something from the inn.

Things like antique vases, no matter how valuable they were, were not within the scope of Guan Fenghua's attention.

Things, intelligence, or some other things that could be taken back for work, Guan Fenghua accepted them all. Guan Fenghua liked things like paintings even more.

Because the painting itself can reflect a lot of things, some of which even the painter himself did not discover can be reflected in the painting.

"No wonder he took an inkstone upstairs just now, it turns out that the shopkeeper can paint."

Guan Fenghua secretly made a note of this point. He had never heard anyone mention it before.

At this moment, although no one in the inn noticed the painting except him, his eyes were still fixed on it.

However, there were still many people in the inn, so he didn't dare to get through easily and could only hide here first.

While checking out, Guan Fenghua walked to the side of the counter and quickly glanced at the "painting".

He was stunned for a second after seeing it.

Feng Qing rummaged around upstairs for a while and finally found the photo paper. She put it away and prepared to go downstairs.

She finally ran down, but she started to feel confused as soon as she reached the stairs.

Oh my god, where is the person?

Feng Qing grabbed her Polaroid camera and looked all over the floor, but she didn't see where the man was.

Then didn't she get the Polaroid camera for nothing?

Feng Qing almost choked on her breath. She finally calmed herself down and went downstairs to ask Chu Xiaobai, "Where is that big brother just now?"

"Ah?" Chu Xiaobai's heart skipped a beat. He thought that the man just now was indeed a tough guy, otherwise the shopkeeper wouldn't come to ask in person.

But he just went to get the wine for the shopkeeper, how did he know where that man went?

Guan Fenghua ran out of the inn, feeling that his heart was beating wildly.

He saw the painting on the counter.

If before seeing the painting, Guan Fenghua's idea that "the shopkeeper can paint" was just a simple statement, after seeing the painting, Guan Fenghua had already deeply realized how good the shopkeeper was at painting.

The painting looked like just a corner that the shopkeeper had casually drawn, with a vase on it, but the vase was the most realistic painting Guan Fenghua had ever seen.

He had admired many paintings before, but he had rarely seen paintings painted in that style. It was so

lifelike that it was almost like a real object placed in front of him.

What kind of painting method was that?

Guan Fenghua didn't know, but he immediately realized that this might be very important.

Such a unique painting style, such outstanding painting skills, it was simply impossible to find a second person in the entire world!

If this style of painting has appeared in the martial arts world before, then wouldn't it be easy to find the owner of the painting?

He immediately returned to the place where he met up, and then panted and waited for someone to come.

After about half an hour, the person he left a signal with finally arrived.

Guan Fenghua hurried over to greet him, and he said happily, "I just saw a painting painted by the shopkeeper in the inn..."

"The painting is particularly delicate, almost like the real thing."

He pondered for a long time, and didn't know how to describe the feeling, because all the paintings he had seen before that were described as "exactly the same as the real thing" could not compare with that one.

That one was almost no different from what you see directly with your own eyes.

Guan Fenghua felt that this was a very important matter, so he tried to explain it to the man in front of him, but the man just looked at him lazily and said, "Where is the painting?"

"Ah?"

"You haven't even taken out the painting, why did you call me over?" the man said slowly.

Guan Fenghua raised his eyebrows slightly, and he thought that the man's tone was a little bit wrong.

Everyone knows how difficult it is to take the painting out of the inn, and this man should know it.

But he asked this now.

It seems that the man who disliked him had given his subordinates a lot of instructions in advance.

Guan Fenghua did not get angry.

On the contrary, his years of experience in the underworld made him change the expression on his face instantly.

Guan Fenghua immediately said to the man politely and respectfully, "I'm so sorry, I don't know the rules."

"If you don't understand, just learn it." The man rolled his eyes, then relaxed his tone a little and said, "But if you bring the painting over, it will be of some use."

Guan Fenghua did not refute, but nodded repeatedly.

He did not raise his head until the man turned and left.

After a long time, Guan Fenghua took a long breath.

If he had brought the painting over, he would have been dead at that time.

The person who looked at him with dislike behind his back was really powerful.

After such an incident, Guan Fenghua, who was a little excited just now, suddenly became indifferent.

He walked calmly along the street, sighing as he walked.

It seems that he will not be able to go back in a short time.

Guan Fenghua actually didn't find it strange to encounter such a thing, after all, he had been used to it for so many years.

If he was an inner disciple who had been pampered since childhood, he would find such a situation incredible, but Guan Fenghua was not like that.

He has always been a small figure in the martial arts world, and he has been struggling since the first day he stepped into the martial arts world. He has seen countless similar things.

Many young people who have not yet entered the martial arts world think that famous and upright sects must be full of upright heroes. Guan Fenghua has to admit that there are indeed heroes, but most of them are ordinary people.

There are many dirty things in the big sects. In fact, in order to leave others with the impression of being a famous and upright sect, some of the methods used by the famous and upright sects are indeed very dirty.

These are things that only a minor character like Guan Fenghua can see.

Guan Fenghua had to say that when he first came here, he actually still had the idea of ​​catching the shopkeeper and exorcising demons for the world, just like the great heroes in the legend.

Thinking back to when he first stepped into the world, he was also a person with infinite expectations for the world.

I remember that the reason he wanted to learn martial arts in the beginning was because he heard a story about a great hero from a storyteller. The great hero eliminated evil and promoted good, and he is still the great hero in Guan Fenghua's mind until now.

But I watched as the shadow of this great hero was getting farther and farther away from him.

He walked along the path back to his inn, and when he entered, he suddenly found that the inn was empty.

Guan Fenghua curiously asked the waiter next to him where those people had gone. The waiter said that two famous heroes had just come in front, and those people should have gone there.

If it was usual, Guan Fenghua would still be willing to join in the fun, but today he was not in the mood.

He asked the waiter if there was anything to eat, and the waiter spread his hands and said no.

Guan Fenghua found it a bit unbelievable and said, "How come there is no food?"

"The chef also went to join in the fun." The waiter said, "I am the only one left in the whole inn. The kitchen does have the pancakes I bought this morning. If you want to eat them, I can bring them to you."

Guan Fenghua looked at the waiter blankly, and suddenly a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Are you kidding me? Nowadays, only those who are not great heroes can't even have food to eat?"

...

Feng Qing was fiddling with her Polaroid camera in the room, sighing as she fiddled with it.

She always felt a little unwilling to put the Polaroid camera away like this, but at this moment, she suddenly heard some noisy noises coming from downstairs.

Feng Qing looked down and saw that there seemed to be two people fighting in the small restaurant opposite.

Oh, it seems a bit lively. Feng Qing took out the Polaroid camera and took a few pictures subconsciously.

What was the reason for this fight?

Feng Qing, who was so stupid, seemed to have no idea that the two people opposite were in a life-and-death situation, that is, they were already fighting with real swords and guns.

But then again, she has never understood this kind of thing. She can hardly recognize any famous heroes in the martial arts world.

The two people below were purely accidental. After all, if it wasn't an accident, no one would want to fight under the Nameless Inn.

But the two people who fought today were mortal enemies. One of them was a famous gangster. As the only young master of Luoyan Villa, he could walk around in the martial arts world. And because of his charity, Luoyan Villa has always had a good reputation in the martial arts world.

Opposite him was a silent young man dressed in black. He looked at people with cold eyes, as if he was carrying a knife. Many people around him looked at him, but he glared back.

Such people are naturally not liked. Even those who are watching the excitement don't dare to gather around this person, but gather around the owner of Luoyan Mountain Villa.

Guan Fenghua also walked out of the inn at this moment. He didn't want to eat cold pancakes, so he wanted to see what to eat outside. Who would have thought that even the vendors outside came here to join in the excitement, and he followed the smell all the way to find this place.

"Why are there so many people here?" Guan Fenghua felt a little incredible. He turned his head to look at the inn not far behind him, and then looked at the people who were watching the excitement with excitement. He thought to himself, do these people really have no sense of how dangerous they are in a place?

It seems... really not.

Look at the excited expressions of this group of people. If this happened in an instant or next to another demon sect, the people of the demon sect would have come out to clean up the people long ago, right?

Guan Fenghua was not as carefree as the others. He was feeling uneasy here, but when he saw the young master of Luoyan Mountain Manor, he stopped for a moment.

A young master of Luoyan Mountain Manor... it would be useful to know more about him.

Feng Qing was taking pictures upstairs. As she was taking pictures, she found a handsome boy in black clothes who looked quite stylish.

That kind of aloof and stubborn expression was very attractive to Feng Qing, who had a second-year syndrome, so she couldn't help but take a few more pictures.

After all, she was still far away, so she didn't hear the voice of the young master of Luoyan Mountain Villa pointing at the man opposite and saying, "He is the evil offspring of the Demon Cult. Even if he is killed, nothing will happen!"

In an instant, the eyes of the people around looked at the man in black clothes with something wrong.

Guan Fenghua narrowed her eyes slightly.

Oh, a member of the Demon Cult.

Basically, as soon as this sentence came out, Guan Fenghua knew that this person was probably doomed.

The people in the Demon Cult were almost hated by everyone. Guan Fenghua had seen many people in the Demon Cult being beaten to death in the street.

But not all people in the Demon Cult knew martial arts, especially the descendants of the Demon Cult. Guan Fenghua actually suspected that many innocent people were accused of this and died for no reason because of this reason.

Guan Fenghua's mind was working very fast. When he was thinking, he suddenly heard someone behind him calling him, "Brother Guan, you are here too."

"Oh, it's Brother Li." Guan Fenghua's expression instantly eased. The person

opposite him was one of his few friends in the underworld. He was also very easy-going and sometimes they were very in tune with each other. He didn't expect to meet him here.

"You were also sent here?" Brother Li smiled at Guan Fenghua's appearance. Guan Fenghua said, "It's hard to say."

"Let's not talk about these. Brother Guan, do you think that the man in black is a little strange?" Brother Li said, stroking his goatee.

"There are indeed some." Guan Fenghua said, "After all, I have seen this kind of thing before... Forget it, let's not talk about this. Let's go have a drink some time."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a burst of intense noises from the crowd, and it seemed that many people were pushing forward.

"What's wrong?" Brother Li also looked forward blankly.

Guan Fenghua saw with sharp eyes that in the crowd, the young master of Luoyan Villa slowly fell down.

"Murder! The people from the demon sect killed people!"

And upstairs, Feng Qing, who had just taken the last photo, looked down dumbfounded.

How come she just finished filming and this guy fell down?