There was a plate of peanuts on the table, and two sea bowls, and the clear liquor of the burning knife was still swaying slightly.

"You're spying on me?" the young man's words were straightforward.

"Squirrel Demon. Jiang Ning said calmly, "I've seen so much." ”

The young man with the umbrella took a peanut in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and chewed carefully.

"You've seen enough. ”

There was an aura of extreme danger on the young man's body, and it flashed away.

"What's enough?" It seemed that he felt that it was not good to use chopsticks, Jiang Ning simply pinched a large piece of pork ribs with both hands and slammed it beside his mouth as if no one was around, and while chewing, he said vaguely: "Enough for you to kill me? ”

The young man smiled, his face full of sarcasm: "If you can't kill it, how do you know if you don't try?"

Jiang Ning finished gnawing on the ribs, wiped his greasy hands on his brocade robe, and picked up his chopsticks to pick up the peanuts in the small plate in front of the young man.

The young man with the umbrella frowned, glanced at the plate of peanuts in front of Jiang Ning that had not been moved, and said with some dissatisfaction: "You have it yourself, why do you eat mine?"

Jiang Ning didn't seem to hear the young man's question, and instead said: "You don't have the cultivation of the Heavenly Pattern Realm, if you have, this Pengcheng can come and go freely, you don't have to specialize in transformation, and you have to restrain your aura to disguise." ”

"So what?"

Jiang Ning smiled: "Without the cultivation of the Heavenly Pattern Realm, you can't kill me." ”

He wasn't lying, as long as it wasn't for the speed of the Heaven Pattern Realm master's attack that he couldn't react at all, he would be able to hide in the small world in time.

Jiang Ning doesn't know if he can fight the young man with an umbrella in front of him, but if he wants to say whether he can survive in his hands, Jiang Ning has this confidence.

The young man with the umbrella was stunned for a moment, and a strange smile appeared on his face, "You called me over just to say this?"

"I summoned you just to invite you for a drink. Jiang Ning said with a smile.

"It's as simple as that?" the young man's clear gaze stared straight into Jiang Ning's eyes, and the expression on his face was clearly to say, 'It's weird that I believe you!'.

Jiang Ning didn't care, took the chopsticks and went to the plate in front of the young man, but the other party who had been on guard pulled the plate to the other side in advance, smiled, took a peanut from the plate in front of him, threw it into his mouth, and also stared at the young man's eyes and repeated: "It's that simple." ”

The young man glanced at Jiang Ning deeply, lowered his head, and turned his gaze to the bowl of wine in front of him, which was as clear as a mountain spring and as clear as the sky, smiled slightly, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The wine enters the throat, turning into a blazing fire, after the initial hot impact, the stamina is long, sweet and mellow, and the eyes of the young man who rarely drinks are bright, "Good wine!"

Although this is a bit vulgar, but at the moment, except for these two words, the young man really can't find the words next to describe it, he is a demon, a demon who has never been to a private school.

Jiang Ning smiled: "Since you dare to take it out, it is naturally a good wine." ”

The young man was not polite, picked up the yellow gourd on the table and filled himself with a bowl, and still drank it all.

The burnt knife made by Luo Xueya, the owner of the wine shop, is indeed a rare spirit, and after two bowls, a slight flush appeared on the young man's face, and he turned his head, and his eyes fell on Hongshuang, who had just finished eating another bowl of white radish and winter melon pork rib soup, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was puzzled, and seemed to just remember something else.

Jiang Ning smiled and said with a guarded face: "This little vixen is my aunt, don't have any bad ideas!"

The young man paused for a moment, and was about to say something, Hongshuang, who had eaten and drunk enough and didn't have time to wipe his mouth, had already picked up a spoon and knocked it on Jiang Ning's head, and said angrily, "Stinky ginger, it's addictive to take advantage of the old lady, isn't it?"

The squirrel demon with the umbrella on his back smiled, most of his previous strange emotions disappeared, he stood up, and asked Jiang Ning, "Are you a scholar?"

Jiang Ning didn't know what the boy was, but he still pointed at Hongshuang and said with a smile: "I'm not a scholar, and I didn't know this little fox spirit in a broken temple in the mountains." ”

"That's fine. The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and in a flash, he returned to the center of the road, still barefoot, and walked unhurriedly into the crowd outside the snack street.

Pengcheng is a big border city, although the situation has been stable for thousands of years, and nothing major has happened here, but as the lord of a city here, it is not those who can be the city lord casually at the peak of Yuan Dan within the dynasty, and the current city lord Lin Fengxuan is a master of the peak realm of the legal domain.

Pengcheng is stable, there are many exchanges, the city lord's mansion can get a lot of benefits just by collecting taxes every year, coupled with the blessing of the Southern Tang Dynasty for the luck of the officials of the Yun Dynasty, over the years, Lin Fengxuan's cultivation has been growing steadily, and in a few days, he will be able to completely break through the realm of the law and become a powerful level of existence.

Since the valley rain has passed this spring, he has handed over everything in the city to his son to take care of, and he himself has been in retreat in the ashram for most of the past six months, hoping to have further gains.

Among the city lords of the Southern Tang Dynasty, most of the cultivators are under the realm of the legal domain, and most of those who can have such terrifying cultivation as him will not be willing to be confined to one city and one place, after all, such cultivation is enough to be the suzerain in the smaller sects, even if he really wants to be an official, it must be the assassin of a state and a government, and the peak of a legal domain to sit in the position of the city lord is really a bit stumbling to say.

Jiang Ning drank the last sip of wine, only to feel that his mouth, throat and stomach were hot, grinned, and said to himself: "The wine is indeed good wine, but it is stronger, or plum wine is more suitable for me." ”

The well-fed and well-fed Hong Shuangyan sent the young man with an umbrella who was also a demon clan away, despised Jiang Ning as usual, and said with disgust: "Manly man, you should drink the strongest wine, make the fastest sword, look at the people's Huyanfeng, and then look at you, is that sweet and sour plum wine for you big men to drink?"

"Each flower into his own eyes, each wine into his own throat, Uncle Ben just likes sweet and sour plum wine, hey, I just want to drink!" said that, he really touched it from his arms

took out another yellow-skinned gourd, poured a mouthful, and continued: "Besides, you are only half right. ”

"What half?" Hongshuang's words were a little regretful as soon as he asked, this guy is a consistent dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, and he has nothing to do to answer his words?

Jiang Ning smiled, and there was a bit of playfulness on his thin face: "The original words should be 'drink the strongest wine, make the fastest sword, and sleep the most beautiful woman' My aunt, you missed the most important sentence!"

Hongshuang laughed unhurriedly when he heard this, straightened up his already proud plump chest, got up and walked to Jiang Ning and sat down slowly, the whole person leaned on him as softly as water, and said softly: "Yes, 'Xianggong', this is full of food and drink, and it's getting late, shouldn't we go back to the room to rest?"

Jiang Ning, who was the first to laugh, couldn't stand it, pushed away Hongshuang, who was almost lying on top of him, hurriedly changed the topic, looked at the little boss of this rib stall, and asked: "The little brother is from Que Jing, but he doesn't know much about this Pengcheng, the interesting anecdotes here, can the elder brother pick up a few and listen to them?"

Hongshuang smiled, with a bit of triumphant smugness in her eyes, she accepted it when she saw it, no longer teasing Jiang Ning, but shifted her attention to the middle-aged man like him, and she was also very interested in Jiang Ning's answer to this question.

The middle-aged man was a talkative person, and he thought that the other party was not interested in talking to him, so he didn't dare to go up and talk, but Jiang Ning took the initiative to ask, and the man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly came to his senses, and the conversation box naturally opened.

"Ahem," the man cleared his throat and said in a matter-of-fact manner: "If you want to talk about this strange thing in Pengcheng, our legendary city lord of Pengcheng has to mention it......"

Lin Fengxuan was born in Jinshi, and he ruled well, this Pengcheng was even more orderly and thriving under his management, when he was still in the Star Pole Realm, the dynasty intended to transfer him back to the center to serve, but he made an excuse to shirk it, after the jurisdiction, the dynasty wanted to give him a thorn hat for the shepherd side, but he politely declined, for more than two hundred years, this person has been sitting in the position of the city lord of Pengcheng, until the Tang Dynasty collapsed into the Southern Tang Dynasty, and it is still the case, even the dynasty seems to have forgotten that there is such a big and useless city lord on the southwest border, the peak of the legal domain。

Hongshuang's eyes looked at the condescending City Lord's Mansion in the center of Pengcheng, and opened his red lips with interest, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of arc: "There are strange people every year, and there seem to be a lot of them in the past few years!"

Chu Tingcheng, who had been immersed in cooking since he sat down, glanced at Jiang Ning, who was sitting diagonally opposite, and interjected at the right time: "It's not that there are many this year, it's that with this guy, you can always meet weirdos." ”

The girls present, except for Qianmei and Ah Cai, all smiled after hearing the words and nodded in agreement.

If you follow the weirdos, you will always meet them.

(End of chapter)