"In a few years, you'll understand that you can't just look at the surface. ”

Jiang Luo was speechless for a while, Miss Chu really made sense, but the bald account room behind the counter was really mysterious, there was no spiritual power fluctuation on his body, but there was a momentum that was not angry and self-threatening.

He Shufang hummed a small song, glanced at Jiang Luo from time to time, and there seemed to be a deep meaning in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

In the blink of an eye, at eleven o'clock in the afternoon, the lobby was crowded with guests, except for Jiang Luo and Chu Yunyan, who all stretched out their heads and looked out, refusing to sit down and drink.

A minute later, a gray figure floated to the door, turned around a few times, and suddenly stopped, it was Xue Ning.

Jiang Luo was overjoyed and immediately jumped up, "Xue Ning, you won." ”

Xue Ning also smiled, walked to Jiang Luo's table, poured a big bowl of tea, raised his head and drank it, and ran all morning, saying that it was false not to be tired, and now for him, nothing is important to him.

"I thought that kid Di Guiyuan was so good, it turned out that he couldn't even beat a nobody, and he still had the face to entangle Miss Chu?", a guy with a mouth full of yellow teeth mocked, causing a burst of laughter from the people around him.

"Hahaha, Di Guiyuan is just a coward, will he still be angry in the future?"

The so-called wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and now everyone wants to take the opportunity to ridicule Di Dashao, who is usually above the top.

Di Guiyuan came back, and when he heard everyone's ridicule, he was furious, but he couldn't scold, after all, what they said was also the truth.

Looking inside, the goddess of Chu was talking and laughing with Jiang Luo.

With a sudden sour feeling in his heart, Di Guiyuan's figure turned, his back to Juxianzhuang, and flew into the distance.

"You see, he's gone, and he's finally ashamed. ”

Even if he left, the mockery could not stop for a while.

Jiang Luo ate a few bites of food, and said angrily: "Hao Shuai and Lin Shuying are really big-hearted, they don't come down to take a look if it's so noisy below." ”

Xue Ning shook his head, "It's not that they are calm, it's that I mixed some sleeping pills into their drinks last night and deliberately let them sleep until noon tomorrow." ”

"Why?", Jiang Luo asked in surprise.

Xue Ning smiled bitterly: "With their character, it is difficult to stay in Juxian Village for two days. ”

Jiang Luo pondered for a moment, Xue Ning was really thoughtful, those two goods were indeed easy to cause trouble, and it was good to sleep for two days.

"Well, let's ignore them for now, let's continue to eat", Jiang Luo sandwiched a piece of chicken to Xue Ning, which was regarded as a reward for him to come forward today.

The next day, Jiang Luo still got up early, and this time when he opened the door, no one questioned why he came out of Chu Yunyan's room, and no one dared to put the knife on his neck.

The people of Juxianzhuang, from guests to miscellaneous workers, are polite to him and Xue Ning, and it seems that killing someone can really establish a status.

It wasn't until noon that Hao Shuai and Lin Shuying got up one after another, not realizing that they had been drugged by Xue Ning, and Xue Ning and Jiang Luo didn't mention it, they just stared at them and acted cautiously and tried not to cause trouble.

In the evening, all the monks gathered together to drink the wine presented by the bookkeeper, and the tenants who did not go to the secret realm stayed in the rooms or stood in the corridors to watch.

Jiang Luo, Xue Ning and the others had already changed into nano combat suits, which were cold, heat, and radiation-proof, which was equivalent to adding a layer of enchantment to protect their bodies, and they felt a lot more at ease.

After the three rounds of drinking, the chief of the He account room sighed and said, "This is dangerous and unpredictable, I hope you will take care of yourself." ”

"He Daxian'er, thank you for taking care of you for a long time", the monks fell down one after another, and a few of them were still in tears, revealing their reluctance to Juxianzhuang and the account room.

He Shufang is also a sentimental person, his eyes flashed with two tears, and he waved his hand: "The auspicious time has come, everyone on the road." ”

Jiang Luo couldn't cry or laugh, and muttered: "The words are good words, but they sound too awkward, and we are not going to the execution ground." ”

Hao Shuai nodded, and it was rare to echo Jiang Luo.

The monks began to walk out one after another, and after the others went out, Jiang Luo and the others got up and followed the large army towards the ancient bridge with historical traces.

A gorgeous painting boat is parked in the river, occupying most of the river's surface, the painting boat is about 20 meters long, the form is antique, but it can be seen that it is a modern pleasure boat, neither oars nor masts.

An old man dressed in green clothes and wearing a hat stood on the bow of the boat, quietly looking at the sparkling river, looking at its appearance, it was actually the old man who had a good conversation with Jiang Luo the day before yesterday.

Jiang Luo was suddenly startled and asked, "Sister Yun, who is the old man on the ship?"

Chu Yunyan replied: "He is Lu Sanda, the owner of Juxian Village, and he will personally send us to the Bashu Secret Realm later." ”

"Take his boat when you come back?", Jiang Luo asked.

"Master Lu Zhuang will pick us up in two years, if you want to come back early, you can take the ship of the secret realm, but it will cost ten or three high-grade elixirs, which costs a lot of money.

Therefore, the average person will last until two years. ”

Jiang Luo's heart was heavy, and he turned his head to look at Lin Shuying, "Sister Lin, two years is not a short time, and then the mobile phone will be charged by you." ”

Lin Shuying laughed and raised her finger angrily, "Don't worry, once the old lady is discharged, it is enough for you to play with your mobile phone for a few years, but you'd better not play games." ”

"Okay", Jiang Luo agreed.

Before the monks boarded the ship, they all bowed to Lu Sanda as a sign of respect.

Jiang Luo was no exception, bent down and bowed his hand, learned well, and thanked him.

Lu Sanda only smiled at the other monks, didn't say a word, but when he saw Jiang Luo, he said: "Brother Jiang, once you go this time, you will definitely make great achievements, but the road ahead is unpredictable, I hope you cherish it." ”

"Well, I will, Uncle Lu, you take care too", Jiang Luo jumped down on the deck and walked into the cabin.

In the cabin, dozens of pairs of eyes stared at him incredulously, and kept asking what was the relationship between him and Lu Sanda.

Jiang Luo said a few perfunctory words, too lazy to explain, and sat on a bench to rest.

Chu Yunyan also wondered, why did the owner of Lu Zhuang, who has always cherished words like gold, be so kind to Jiang Luo, could it be that Jiang Luo had another chance with him?

She bowed to Lord Lu Zhuang, thinking that he was looking at Jiang Luo's face and told her a few words, but she didn't expect him to smile faintly and didn't bother to move.

Chu Yunyan was stalemate on the deck for more than ten seconds, feeling bored, so he flashed into the cabin.

The three supernatural people finally got on the boat, and they didn't get much preferential treatment from Lord Lu.

When the people arrived, the painting boat began to move forward like a rocket, looking at the posture, as if it might hit the boulder on the shore at any time, but it kept floating out of the Changsheng River, and the trajectory did not deviate by half a minute.

Jiang Luo suddenly remembered something and said, "That kid Di Guiyuan didn't come, he is really a face-saving person." ”

Chu Yunyan said with a smile: "He can't even beat your follower, how can he have the face to enter the secret realm with you?"

Hao Shuai had a bad impression of Chu Yunyan, and corrected angrily: "Again, we are not his followers, just his colleagues." ”