The tea house suddenly became quiet, so quiet that you could hear the sound of autumn rain outside the window. Those people in the world, who were whispering in southern and northern accents and looking cautious, seemed to be frightened by Li Mu's exclamation and stopped talking. Mr. Hou? Which Mr. Hou is he? Could it be that I am ignorant and don't know when a new master will emerge in the world? A weird and tense atmosphere gradually filled the teahouse. Everyone in the teahouse looked at Li Mu and Li Mu with some evil eyes, because the word "Mr. Hou" came out of Li Mu's mouth, and the person Li Mu was talking to was probably the young scholar opposite him. . So either this young scholar is "Mr. Hou", or this young scholar knows a master named "Mr. Hou" who is lurking somewhere right now. Li Mu¡¯s face turned pale. He felt tremendous pressure. The gazes of dozens of people formed a huge momentum. Although it was chaotic, it was still not something Li Mu could bear. If he wasn't worried that getting up and running away would cause a bigger misunderstanding, Li Mu would have thought of jumping out of the window and escaping for his life. Hou Ruofang seemed to be frightened too. He trembled and tried to pick up the teacup to drink tea. After trying several times, he still failed. Instead, he clinked the teacup and lid. In the quiet hall, Seems extremely harsh. The crisp and messy sound seemed to be a special signal, causing the already extremely depressing atmosphere to suddenly become restless. Those people in the world who were originally on guard against each other began to look at every stranger around them with more distrustful eyes. ?????????????????? Even a few of the more impatient young men have quietly put their hands on their weapons. The shopkeeper and the tea doctor were so frightened that they turned blue. Seeing a group of ferocious spirits, they were about to treat the teahouse as a venue for fire. However, they had no choice but to pray to the gods and Buddhas all over the sky in their hearts, hoping that this would happen. When a group of evil spirits get into a fight, it's better to be merciful and avoid killing anyone. As for what to do if the tea house is demolished? Where can I take care of these things now? More and more people began to put their hands on their weapons, and saw that the atmosphere was like a taut string. As long as someone plucked it gently, the moment the string broke, it was the moment when this group of people in the world became angry. , by then, no one in the teahouse will be able to escape unscathed. In this case, no one can say who is at fault. Even if everyone knows that it is just a silly young man who sighed in admiration when he heard an astonishing sentence, there is absolutely no way he can let it go. The weapon in your hand, because you can't guarantee that the people around you will also discover this problem like you. This is a kind of helplessness, and it is also a kind of helplessness. All that's left is to see who will be the one to pluck the strings. Maybe it's you, maybe it's him, it's not even you or me, but a teacup that accidentally fell to the ground, which may cause chaos in the teahouse. Big melee. Li Mu already believed what the old ghost said. These people were here to steal treasures. Otherwise, they wouldn't all be so nervous, as if strangers around them were ready to attack them at any time. "Do you want to stand up and explain?" Li Mu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and thought anxiously. In just a short moment, his mind went around countless times, but in the end he still didn't have a definite idea. Originally, he thought that he should stand up and explain. After all, this incident was caused by his own recklessness, and he always needed to take responsibility. Moreover, he had never thought that his words could actually determine the life or death of dozens of people in the world. While he was scared, he felt inexplicably excited in his heart. Of course, among these dozens of people, including himself, there are some flaws. But at the last moment, Li Mu hesitated again, not for anything else but because of the sadness in his body. He was worried that if he stood up to explain, it would be easy if this group of people believed him, but if this group of people would not believe what he said at all, and instead attacked him, it would most likely expose Sad Bi's presence in the end. My own secrets. Li Mu doesn¡¯t know that Sadness Bi is actually very unfamiliar to ordinary people in the world, and some people have never even heard of it. He always stubbornly believes that Sadness Bi, as the most important secret treasure of the secret realm sect, is also the most top secret book in the world. An ordinary martial arts secret book may cause people in the world to fight for it, not to mention such a profound secret book that may never be seen in a lifetime, and even if it is seen, it cannot be snatched up. Then you have to fight to the last breath. Don't want to give up either? Although Li Mu is not sure whether he recognizes these people or not, they have turned into white sad green, butIn any case, even if these people don't think it is sad, just because of the preciousness of the white jade, it may still cause everyone to fight for it. Even a child from a family like Feng Yi is a little greedy for the jade in his arms, let alone these old haters in the world? For a moment, Li Mu couldn't help but fell into a dilemma. It seemed that explaining or not explaining might eventually lead to a melee. "If I don't explain it, they will definitely get into a fight and die in confusion. I won't be able to escape myself, and maybe I will have to involve this newly acquainted brother." Li Mu thought about it and glanced at Hou Ruofang, and found that the other party seemed calm. He stood up a little and was looking around with squinted eyes, as if looking for a way to escape. "If we explain it, there may be a glimmer of hope. Even if these people accidentally attack and end up hurting themselves, they should know that this young master doesn't know martial arts, so he won't continue to fight, right?" Li Mu continued to ponder. , but did not realize that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense. Several people were already starting to make moves, and it seemed that the next moment they would pull out their weapons and start killing each other. "Even if they kill me in the end, and have a dispute over the sadness in their arms, and still kill each other, they can only blame themselves for their own misfortune. They just harmed my newly acquainted brother, but "I feel a little sorry." Li Mu gritted his teeth and was about to stand up to be the one to pluck the strings, but he was startled because he saw Hou Ruofang, who had been trembling all the time, suddenly stood up and looked like he was ready to run away. appearance. At this time, as long as there is a slightest noise, it may cause everyone to fight. But the strange thing is that when Hou Ruofang stood up, he did so silently, and then tiptoed to walk out. When everyone focused their attention on him, they suddenly discovered that this guy had mysteriously disappeared from their eyes. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they discovered that the young scholar, whether it was because he tripped on a stool or his legs were weak from fear, was sitting on the ground, holding up his sleeves and wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. , how embarrassing it is to look like that. Li Mu felt that the pressure on his body suddenly relaxed, and he actually felt like he was a human being again. In a daze, he couldn't help but breathe heavily. The cold and moist air slowly calmed Li Mu down, and then he started to look around. After a few glances, I suddenly felt dumbfounded. I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but I saw my newly acquainted Brother Hou sitting at the feet of Niu Dahai. He kept wiping his forehead with his sleeves and shaking the folding fan in his hand a few times, with an embarrassed look on his face. With a strange expression, he was smirking at the bald man. "You scholars are too timid. Why are you so frightened by such a small scene that you hide at my feet? No wonder others say that just by looking at my appearance, you can tell that I am a good person." Niu Daicao He scratched his head, moved his hand away from the mace, and said to Hou Ruofang angrily. After saying that, as if to prove that he was indeed a good person, Niu Dahai stretched out his arm that was thicker than Hou Ruofang's thigh, carefully grabbed Hou Ruofang's back collar, and easily lifted him up from the ground. . In the end, he actually didn¡¯t forget to pat the dust off Hou Ruofang¡¯s butt with his big hands like cattail leaf fans. It seemed that he was ready to be a good person to the end. Although, looking at Hou Ruofang's grinning look, these slaps must have been quite heavy. Niu Dahai¡¯s loud voice was like a huge hammer, instantly shattering the already somewhat relaxed atmosphere, making everyone feel relieved. Even the middle-aged man and the pretty woman at his table gradually softened their expressions and moved their hands away from their weapons. "Bah, I thought some master came here, but it turned out to be a sour scholar. His waist is not as thick as my arms. I was so scared that I almost stabbed someone. It's really unlucky." A strong man carrying a big ax said, After muttering something under his breath, he turned around again, put the ax at his feet, and continued to drink tea. "That's right, I'm scared to death. I'm already nervous. If there weren't so many gangsters here, I would definitely deal with them." A thin man sitting with the strong man glanced at Li Mu with some annoyance, his eyes flashing. Fierce light. In the end, he seemed to feel that arguing with a kid like Li Mu would lose his face in front of his colleagues, so he cursed a few times, ate melon seeds, and ignored Li Mu. The lobby has returned to its original appearance, even more lively than before, with calls for tea and snacks coming and going. It seems that after the tense atmosphere just now, everyone's tense heartstrings have relaxed a little, and they are no longer on guard against each other. There are even a few gangsPeople with similar pronunciations began to greet each other, and Dr. Tea, with a cold sweat on his brow, put on a smile again, served tea and water to the hard-to-serve gentlemen, and served them diligently. It seems that the tense atmosphere just now is just an illusion in the memory.