Chapter 11: The Lord of the Qilin Pavilion
Qilin Town, one of the hundreds of towns in the Snow Fang Country, is just a relatively backward town compared to Fengjin Town, a large commercial town.
Qilin Town is located in a mountainous area, and the transportation with the outside world is inconvenient, and since ancient times, there are often mountain bandits around. However, in recent years, the rampant bandits have decreased a lot, and legend has it that there are mountain demons in the surrounding mountains, and they only operate in the mountains, resulting in the mountain bandits not daring to set up camp in this vicinity, and the residents of Qilin Town can recuperate.
It's not so much a town as a large mountain village almost isolated from the rest of the world. The residents of Kirin Town live an idyllic life of sunrise and daily income, and are self-sufficient.
Due to the reduction of banditry in the surrounding area, there are occasionally passing merchants who come to the town to do business, but most of them are in a fluke mentality, hoping to come here to get some mountain treasures and other things from the hands of the townspeople at low prices.
Although most of them returned in vain, there was also a case where the treasures obtained from Qilin Town were sold in the outside world and became rich overnight. That's why it's not uncommon for people to try their luck here.
In the center of Qilin Town, there is a three-story tower called Qilin Pavilion.
On this day, the main entrance of the Qilin Pavilion was pushed open, and two people walked in. One of them was dressed in a black robe, with a huge brush pinned to his waist and a huge scroll behind his back, while the other was unkempt and had a large unkempt beard, but his eyes were shining, and he seemed to have a fierce sword aura.
The person who came was the Writing Department and Ling Fei who were rushing to Fengjin Town, passing through Qilin Town, and the Writing Department said that there was something important to do here, so the two entered Qilin Town and came to Qilin Pavilion.
The text department and Ling Fei pushed the door in, and the little brother at the front desk heard someone coming in, he didn't raise his head, and said lazily: "Hello sir, welcome to our store's new haircut and perm discount package, single consumption over 100 get 200, 200 get 600, 300 get 100, customers with membership cards are all 20% off, monthly cards, season cards, annual cards, please go upstairs, thank you......"
After the little brother at the front desk finished speaking, he was stunned when he heard the text department and Ling Fei, the corners of Ling Fei's mouth curled, and he said, "I don't believe you can repeat it word for word." After speaking, he looked at the front desk brother with a smug face.
When the little brother at the front desk heard this, he was still lazy, and after glancing at Ling Fei, he didn't speak, but ...... heοΌtuiγ
Ling Fei's fiery temper came up on the spot, and he was about to go crazy, but the text department stopped Ling Fei with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, we're here to find your boss." β
The little brother at the front desk glanced up at the Writing Department, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and said with some disdain: "The boss is resting and is not open to the public, please go back to the two of you......"
"We're looking for ...... Qilin Pavilion Master, Demon Hao!" The Writing Section stared into his eyes and said again.
As soon as these words came out, not only the front desk brother, but also several other employees in the store were shocked and looked at each other. The little brother at the front desk changed his previous lazy state, slowly stood up, and stared at the text department. After a while, he asked, "Who are you?"
The text department said respectfully: "An old friend of Demon Hao's predecessors, come to ask to see." β
The little brother at the front desk thought for a moment, and then said, "Please here." Then, he guided the two of them to the upper floor.
"It's hard work," Wen Ke said respectfully, then turned to Ling Fei and said, "You cut your hair here first, I'll go up to visit an old friend." β
"Huh?"
"Sir, let's wash my hair first. Seeing this, an employee next to him greeted Ling Fei with a towel in his hand.
The front desk brother took the writing department to the third floor of the Qilin Pavilion, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Boss, someone is looking for you." β
After a while, the door opened, and I saw a person walking out, wearing a white low-cut dress and short skirt, a slap wide heart hair, white stockings on his legs, sparse leg hair from the socks, heavy makeup on his face, a standard Chinese face covered with stubble, but his head was bare, and on his strong arms, two roses were tattooed.
After seeing this, his body trembled obviously, and then he hurriedly lowered his head and clenched his fists and said respectfully: "Junior Writing Department, I have seen the Demon Hao Pavilion Master." β
"Hey, you're looking for me?"
Listening to the demon hao squeeze the originally rough voice into a slender line, and deliberately snorted, the writing department had a chill, but he didn't say much, and replied: "It's exactly below." β
"What are you looking for from me?"
The writing department endured the auditory pain and continued: "Pavilion Master, this is not the place to speak. After saying this, the writing department regretted it......
"Oh, come on in, then. Demon Hao naturally said something unexpected...... Then, he turned around and went back to the house.
Outside the door on the third floor of the Qilin Pavilion, the little brother at the front desk glanced at the writing department with some sympathy, then sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and said to him: "Ask for more blessings." With that, he turned and went downstairs.
The writing department stood a little messy outside the door, and after a while, he said: "Demon Hao, senior, in fact, there is nothing important, let's discuss it outside the door, but it doesn't hurt......"
"Oh, it's not the place to talk outside, come in quickly~" The last word of Youhao's words was elongated, adding a little coquettish flavor.
The body of the writing department trembled visibly again, and he swallowed his saliva, knowing that he might not be able to guarantee the evening today, and then gritted his teeth and walked towards the house.
On the first floor of the Qilin Pavilion, the hairstylist was cutting Ling Fei's hair while promoting various preferential activities. Ling Fei was impatient when he heard this, and said with some disgust: "Don't say it, I won't do it if there is a discount, I don't have any money." β
"Oh, sir, you're joking, your companion is a good friend of our boss, he must be rich, you just have to enjoy our first-class service, and now these promotions are also saving you a considerable amount of money for your companion in disguise, isn't it?"
His words seemed to remind Ling Fei, and Ling Fei suddenly thought of an interesting idea, so he said, "Hey, what you said makes sense, then give me two catties of all the cards in your store, and then give me all those discounts." β
The hairstylist seemed to be stunned after hearing this, and then explained with a smile: "Sorry sir, our cards here are not sold by the pound, and the discount activities are based on the amount you spend, so you can't experience all the discounts......"
"Then can I ask for a discount?" the hairstylist was interrupted by Ling Fei before he could finish his words.
"What?" he obviously didn't understand what Ling Fei meant.
Ling Fei smiled and continued: "That's it, just according to what I just said, don't give me any discounts on everything, just give me the original price, and ask my little brother for money when you're done, hahaha." β
After hearing this, the hairstylist looked at Ling Fei's excited expression from the mirror, and naturally understood that he was definitely a senior pit teammate, so he raised his eyebrows, smiled and agreed, and didn't say anything more.
After Demon Hao led the Writing Department into the room, he lay on his side on a bench, supported his cheek with his right hand, facing the Writing Department, and the deliberately suppressed voice sounded again: "Hey, you young man, what are you shy, come and sit." Youhao waved his hand and greeted.
There was a black line on the forehead of the writing department, and he didn't look up at him, and said respectfully: "Senior, I'll just say it." This time, the juniors made a special trip to visit the Qilin Pavilion to invite the seniors out of the mountain!"
"Out of the mountain?" "Youhao seemed to have roughly guessed the purpose of the Writing Department's visit, and he didn't show too much surprise, he continued, "Oh, I'm a hairdresser, where do I go out." This little brother is really good at laughing, hehehe. As he spoke, Youhao took a pair of scarves from nowhere, covered his mouth and smiled.
"As the only one in the same generation whose combat power is comparable to that of General Hanchen, the predecessor of Demon Hao is the dragon and phoenix among people. The younger generation thinks that it is not inappropriate for you to appear again after nine years of silence and use the word "mountain". "The writing department has passed the initial adaptation period, and the communication with Youhao is getting smoother and smoother.
After listening to the words of the Writing Department, Demon Hao thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Oh? I didn't expect that your little brother is still from the royal family." I know so much. As he spoke, Youhao covered his mouth and snickered, "But since you know this, you must also know that my ability has been taken away, and now, people are already a waste." β
After hearing this, the Writing Department seemed to have expected that Demon Hao would say this, and continued to speak: "The senior said that it was funny, the main merit of the Qilin Pavilion participated in the creation, how could it be a wasted person, and ......" He said, paused, and continued, "Maybe I should call you ...... now." Qilin Mountain Mountain Demon!"
After hearing this, Demon Hao was obviously shocked, but in an instant, he recovered and said with a smile: "What kind ......of mountain demon, isn't that in the mountains?
"Now it's another five-hundred-year reincarnation, the world is about to be ruined, the younger generation of the Writing Department came to invite the Qilin Pavilion Lord Demon Hao to come out of the mountain to save the world, and I hope that the seniors will think twice!"
After hearing this, there was a trace of confusion and hesitation in his eyes, and after a while, he slowly stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to the writing department, and no longer deliberately squeezed his voice, sighed, and said: "Boy, I am ashamed of your seniors." I live in seclusion and vow not to step into the strife of the world again......"
"Senior, now it's no longer a worldly strife, it's a disaster for the whole world!" retorted.
Demon Hao frowned, took a deep breath, and continued: "It's not that I don't care about the world, but I really have a weak heart. You know, back then, ......"
"Your abilities weren't taken away back then, but you voluntarily quit the royal family and lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests!"