Chapter 67: Trouble
At the beginning, Yao Qianqian was still a little apprehensive in her heart, but she calmed down when she was seen too much with hatred. She and Yao Wanjin separated at the fork in the road, and happily went to Fangjiafang City with Xu Yunsheng.
At this time, she didn't know that she was inexplicably hated.
Fang's Fang City is farther away than Feixian Tower, and most of the monks are coming to Fang City at this hour, so the road to Feixian Tower is much smoother.
Yao Wanjin arrived at the Feixian Tower unimpeded, looked left and right, and saw that no one had entered, so he had some doubts in his heart.
Didn't you enter through the door? Why don't you jump straight to the second floor?
Fortunately, the little second and sixth son of Feixian Tower is a sharp-eyed person, he saw Yao Wanjin at a glance, but when he came to Feixian Tower for the first time, he looked at the environment of Feixian Tower, and he never thought of the strange idea in Yao Wanjin's mind.
"This immortal master, please, let's hold a flowing water seat in Feixian Building today, eat and drink as much as you want, do you see if you are sitting upstairs or downstairs?"
Yao Wanjin sniffed, turned his head, and his gaze fell on a table in the center of the hall.
On the table was a plate of hand-torn roasted hibiscus rabbits, a plate of sweet and sour nine-toothed flower carp, and a bowl of assorted Baihua spirit pills, and the fragrance instantly stimulated Yao Wanjin's taste buds and made him relish.
Yao Wanjin looked like a master, and stretched out his finger and pointed to the table next to him.
Liuzi is a good person, and immediately stepped forward to lead the way, and shook the rag when he was about to leave, and wiped the table back and forth a few times before asking Yao Wanjin to sit down.
"Does the immortal master need to serve the dishes on that table?"
Liuzi's words won Yao Wanjin's heart, nodded randomly, and said, "In addition to those three, by the way, all the signature dishes in your store will be served." ”
The corners of Liuzi's eyes twitched unconsciously, Feixian Lou's signature dishes were eight cold dishes, twelve hot dishes, twenty-three snacks, and even the famous porridge had seven kinds.
However, Yao Wanjin has nothing to do with the sixth son how he orders, anyway, the flowing water seat is run by the Fang family, and the account is naturally settled by the Fang family, he is not worried that Yao Wanjin can't pay the spirit stone, but he still needs Yao Wanjin's help a little before serving the food.
"I'm sorry, this immortal master still needs you to sign this guest list and write a word of blessing before serving the food. Of course, the immortal master's ink treasure is definitely not something that anyone can take, but immortal master, don't worry, your ink treasure must be kept for a small time, and it will definitely be sent to the Fang family as soon as the matter here is over, and it will not fall into your prestige. ”
Yao Wanjin rolled his eyes at Liuzi like a sign, and was very impatient in his heart, why don't you just have a meal, where are there so many rules that there are not, uncle, I have lived in the deep mountains and old forests since I was a child, and I will sign there, this is not burying the snake!
"Serve me food first, and someone will sign it for you later."
Liuzi looked embarrassed, "This is the rule, if you leave without a signature, you will have to pay a small amount for so many things you order, even if you sell the small ones, you can't afford to pay for them." ”
Yao Wanjin was already impatient, and just as he was about to have a seizure, a dirty, smelly, half-drunk old Taoist sat opposite Yao Wanjin with a crooked body.
"There's no place, Xiaoyou doesn't mind the old way, I'll sit down."
Mind, very much.
Yao Wanjin turned his head and squinted at the old way, he had just gotten rid of Yao Qianqian's intoxicating taste for less than half an hour, and there was another old way that was more intoxicating than Yao Qianqian, how could he bear it.
Lao Dao laughed, took off the other wine gourd around his waist, tilted his head and poured some wine into his mouth, and then said: "Xiaoyou, don't be angry, the rules are the rules, if you don't sign this little two, you will definitely not serve you food, I have no place to sit, if you are willing to make it convenient, I will help you sign it." ”
The sixth son was overjoyed in his heart, this old way seemed to be a person who came to take advantage, but fortunately, he was willing to abide by the rules and could solve his urgent needs.
Yao Wanjin thought about it a little in his heart, anyway, he has been smelling of Yao Qianqian for so long, and he doesn't care about being stinky by this old way again, and Yao Qianqian will come later, the difference between being stinky by one person and being smelled by two people is not very big.
Thinking so, he nodded in a deep voice, "I'll just suffer a little loss." ”
Yao Wanjin just solved the problem of fixed dishes here, but Yao Qianqian and Xu Yunsheng encountered ** annoyance.
Fang's Fang Market has been crowded to the extent that his chest is close to other people's backs, and even if he wants to avoid it in this kind of place, he can't avoid it. The good-tempered pinched his nose and buried his head and walked along the flow of people, and the bad-tempered turned his head and spoke ill of each other.
Yao Qianqian has tried her best to reduce her sense of existence, but in this state, she can't make it impossible for her to have no sense of existence.
"Stinky people and dogs are not allowed." The male cultivator with a small nose and small eyes pushed Yao Qianqian's shoulder, Yao Qianqian involuntarily took a few steps back, and the monks who were bumped into by Yao Qianqian scolded and pushed Yao Qianqian back.
After Yao Qianqian was pushed a few times in a row, she finally fell to the ground with an unstable center of gravity.
Xu Yunsheng glared angrily at the monk with a small nose and small eyes, "What kind of immortal master is this to a little girl." ”
When the man listened to Xu Yunsheng's words, his eyes became gloomy, and a low-grade treasure weapon sword instantly appeared in his hand, with the intention of taking Xu Yunsheng's life immediately.
It is forbidden for monks to fight in Qingyang City, because the monks' fighting methods are too destructive, but Qingyang City does not prohibit monks from making moves against mortals, because Qingyang City is under the jurisdiction of the Liuyun Sect, and the status of monks is naturally higher than that of mortals, and there is no order to prohibit monks from making moves against mortals, mainly to prevent mortals from being disrespectful to monks. However, in general, monks are arrogant, and they are not murderous and will not attack mortals easily.
Xu Yunsheng was looked at like this by the small-eyed monk, and the cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes, and he felt a strong killing intent.
"You, kneel down and apologize to me immediately, otherwise I will take your life."
Although Xu Yunsheng knows that there is a difference between immortals and mortals, Xu Tian is a bloody person, he grew up with Xu Tian since he was a child, how could he kneel down and kowtow and beg for mercy because of a casual threat from others.
Xu Yunsheng stood straight, his eyes staring directly at the small-eyed monk, not giving an inch.
The small-eyed monk is a casual cultivator, and he is fed up with the qi of the elite disciples of the Great Gate Sect on weekdays, and he is also fed up with the qi of high-level casual cultivators, and today a mortal like a mustard dares to take him so seriously, how can he give up.
"Your eyes are very good, but I can't get used to it, so send me to play with it." As soon as he finished speaking, the small-eyed monk pushed away the people on both sides, and bent his two fingers towards Xu Yunsheng's door.
Although Xu Yunsheng had a spiritual root, he had not yet started to cultivate, and he was still a mortal, and when he saw the small-eyed monk attacking, he couldn't dodge. At this moment, Yao Qianqian threw the sheet wrapped around her towards the small-eyed monk. The small-eyed monk's vision was blocked by the bedsheet, and his movements froze for a moment, and Yao Qianqian took advantage of this gap to pull Xu Yunsheng behind him.
She pinched a trick with both hands, and quickly used the secret method of talent, and the weeds on the side of the road quickly grew wildly, forming a barrier in front of her.
She looked at the small-eyed monk coldly and said, "Want to fight? I'll be with you to the end. ”
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First of all, I wish you all a Happy New Year and all the best in the Year of the Monkey!
In addition, I went to the hospital to accompany the bed today, and I just finished writing, and it was a little late ==