Anseong has a long history and profound heritage, and is the capital of the Keikak Kingdom.

The streets of the outer city are bustling with people, and there are food stalls every few steps. The hot food exudes an enticing aroma, and there are always people stopping by to serve a favorite snack at the food stall.

"It's very lively. Jiu Ze and Qi Xiuhan transformed the magic clothes into ordinary cloth clothes and walked on the streets of Anseong.

Qi Xiuhan shook his head: "Compared with before, it is already much colder. ”

"Oh?" Kusawa wondered, "What was that like in the past?"

Qi Xiuhan walked towards a stall with the word "wonton" written on it, and said: "When there was no war back then, this Ancheng city was full of people in the daytime, and it was bustling with people. ”

"If that's the case, wouldn't you be able to drive?" Jiuze imagined it for a moment, thinking that the scene was also quite interesting.

"Over there," Qi Xiuhan raised his hand and pointed to the east, "to the east, between East Street and West Street, there is a lane, which leads to the inside and outside of the city, and it is very spacious. Vehicles come from that side. ”

"It's a good design. Jiu Ze nodded, seeing that the wonton stall was in front of him, Qi Xiuhan had already sat down and asked for a bowl of wontons, so he also asked for one.

When they arrived at the booth, the conversation between the two changed to transmission.

"Senior brother, what do you say Senior Sister will do with those people?" When the sound was transmitted, Jiu Ze looked at Qi Xiuhan with a happy face.

Qi Xiuhan glanced at Jiu Ze lightly: "The third senior sister is open-minded, and she won't worry about those innocent people. ”

Jiu Ze pursed his lips and couldn't help laughing, and before he could say more, he saw the stall owner coming over with two bowls of wontons soaked in red oil.

The white wontons float in the bright red soup, and the noodles are sprinkled with green green onions and fragrant white sesame seeds, which makes you feel tempting when you smell it.

Jiuze had never eaten a wonton before, and at this time, he was aroused, picked up a spoon and scooped up a white fat wonton, and sent it to his mouth with the soup.

Seeing this, Qi Xiuhan hooked the corners of his lips and ate slowly.

"Shhh

"Senior sister," Qi Xiuhan turned his face sideways, looked at Jiu Ze, and said slowly: "Although this red oil wonton is delicious, it is also spicy, especially this red soup that has just come out of the pot, it is even more spicy, and it is slower to eat." ”

Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the people around him, Jiu Ze quickly took out a bottle of spirit wine and poured a few sips to suppress the spicy taste in his mouth.

Silently glanced at Qi Xiuhan, sighed, and shook his head: "Actually, the person sent by Rong Mingxuan today is quite marked, and I don't know ......."

Qi Xiuhan quickly made a move and put a forbidden word on Jiuze's head.

"Senior brother, from the same sect and family, it's too embarrassing for me to post such a thing on me, I won't give you face if I take it down, and I look too stupid if I don't take it down. ”

Jiu Ze rolled his eyes, and while transmitting the sound, he slowly reached out and removed the talisman.

However, the shopkeeper saw Qi Xiuhan eating and taking out a talisman, and pasted it on the forehead of the woman who was traveling with him, his body shook, and he respectfully stepped forward and saluted to his Xuhan and Jiuze: "The two immortals, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, this is the silver money of the two, the villain will return the original number, please forgive the two immortals!"

As he spoke, he was already holding a dime of broken silver in both hands above his head.

This corner of broken silver far exceeded the meal money of Jiuze and Qi Xiuhan, and the stall owner gave several times the silver, which was a bit of a ruin to eliminate the disaster.

Jiu Ze and Qi Xiuhan looked at each other.

"How did he know, because of this?" Jiuze raised the talisman he had just removed in his hand as he raised his voice.

Qi Xiuhan took the talisman back, and as soon as the spiritual power of his fingertips turned, the talisman became ashes.

When the stall owner saw it, his body trembled even more, and when he saw that Jiu Ze and the two of them didn't say a word, and they didn't take the money in his hand, he was immediately so frightened that he was sweating profusely, trembling and about to kneel.

Jiu Ze and Qi Xiuhan grabbed the stall owner's arm at the same time, and pulled the stall owner to the chair next to him and sat down.

The two glanced at each other, Qi Xiuhan smiled gently at the stall owner, and then said, "Don't panic, since the two of us have eaten your things, we should pay the bills, why is this so?"

The stall owner looked at Jiuze and Qi Xiuhan, sat still, and stammered: "Immortals, immortals are long, they are the pillars of the country, they are the pillars of the country, they are the foundation of the country, they are the foundation of the country, the foundation of the country." Whoever practices immortal arts, must not offend, and must not compete with each other. ”

Jiuze raised an eyebrow.

"You mean, all those who have practiced magic must be respected, and no offense should be taken offense or quarrel with each other?"

Qi Xiuhan asked softly.

"Immortal, isn't the immortal, not our Qiyue people?"

The stall owner was surprised.

"My sister and I traveled on the orders of our master, and it was the first time we set foot in your country, and I didn't know these rules in your country. Qi Xiuhan shook his head, and his voice sounded a little more ethereal.

Jiu Ze glanced at Qi Xiuhan.

I didn't expect the fourth senior brother, who has always been gentle and indifferent, to be so profound.

When the stall owner heard this, his face was a little panicked: "Is there an immortal outside Qiyue? Is this good? Dare to ask the immortal chief if he is from Nanxin Kingdom?"

Nanxin is a neighbor of Qiyue, and the relationship between the two countries is tense, which can be described as a bitter relationship for generations.

Qi Xiuhan shook his head: "My homeland is far beyond the sea of clouds. ”

The stall owner breathed a sigh of relief, "Immortal Chief, where is beyond the sea of clouds?"

Qi Xiuhan smiled incomprehensibly: "Don't worry, why don't you tell me first, what is the situation of the fellow Daoists of this Qiyue Kingdom?"

The stall owner's throat moved, and a look of horror appeared on his face.