In the thirty-first section, the three of them entered Tidal City, and Wu Ming caught the man surnamed Na Ding and asked him carefully. Only then did it slowly become clear. This Ding Heizi is the ninth-generation grandson of the famous bard Ding Shou. His original name was Ding Xianzhi, but he called himself Ding Prophet. Naturally, ordinary people could not call the daimyo directly, because of their dark skin. named Ding Heizi, but there are more elements of teasing.

At first glance, this tidal city really doesn't deserve the word "city". When you walk inside, the air is filled with a rancid smell that makes people's hearts pantothenic. It's hard to be in a good mood.

Only this road is barely spacious, and the main road is about two zhang wide, and it is relatively smooth. People come and go, and everyone walks in a hurry.

Both sides of the road. All kinds of wine shops, teahouse signboards are displayed in the wind. But most of them are bamboo buildings. They are all deep and narrow willow waist houses. In addition to this, it is different from the cities of the Eastern Han Dynasty. At first glance, it really feels like a small town in the countryside of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

The three of them walked silently, looking at the noisy voices everywhere, Wu Ming couldn't help frowning, it was so noisy, it was really inconvenient, so let Ding Xianzhi find a clean teahouse. It's good to ask.

This is naturally difficult to find the head snake Ding Xianzhi, and after taking the two of them around for a while, he walked to an elegant small bamboo building, and shouted at the door: "Xiao Lizi, I'm here to take care of your business today, don't come soon." ”

This teahouse is not big, and the location is not necessarily good, and a few cages of slender bamboo are energetically supported next to the small bamboo building. It's a bit dazzling. The dripping greenery also sets off this small teahouse quietly.

As soon as Ding Xianzhi finished shouting, Xiao Lizi, the guy in the teahouse just now, leaned against the door, looking surprised. Just as he was about to say something, a thunderous roar sounded in the room: "Okay, you Ding Heizi, are you embarrassed to come, do you still want to come and drink white tea?" No way! ”

Before the words fell, a fat man with a big belly rushed out of it. Dark skin and thick lips. At first glance, you can tell that it is a local.

When the little plum saw this person come out, he hurriedly flashed out the door, and the fear on his face flashed away. Bowing slightly, he whispered: "Shopkeeper!" ”

The man came out, his face was full of anger, and when he saw Wu Ming and the others, he was also stunned. immediately changed his smiling face, and said with a charming smile: "Yo, I really didn't think about it, today this Ding Heizi is also a distinguished guest." After speaking, he glanced at Wu Ming's right hand holding Chixiao.

The sword was wrapped in a cloak, and he naturally couldn't see any flaws, but at least, he could tell that it was a weapon.

Wu Ming's heart was bright, and he said to Ding Xianzhi: "Let's go, find a quiet room, I have something to ask you." ”

Ding Xianzhi waved his hand and said to the shopkeeper: "Did you hear that?" This lord wants a private room. Is the innermost room on the second floor still there? That's it, pure. He said it loudly, and it smacked of arrogance.

The shopkeeper's face twitched, and he was about to have a seizure, but after looking at Wu Ming behind Ding Xianzhi, he finally had to grit his teeth and said softly: "I'm sorry, that teahouse has been taken over by Lord Song in the pigeon shed." Let's change it. ”

Ding Xianzhi paused, and seemed to be surprised: "Why did Lao Song come." ”

The shopkeeper naturally didn't have a good color for him, and replied coldly: "How do I know." ”

His tone was cold, chilling, it is estimated that there is no Wu Ming and they are here, this shopkeeper has already blasted Ding Xianzhi out. Ding Xianzhi didn't care, took Wu Ming, let the shopkeeper go, and under the leadership of Xiao Lizi, he went all the way to the second floor.

This teahouse is relatively small, and there are only seven or eight tables downstairs, and there are not many people sitting and drinking tea now. These tables are sparsely seated by more than a dozen people.

A few people went up to the second floor, and the little Li Zi pointed to the aisle and said, "There are three single rooms left on the second floor, how many people, which one do you want?" ”

Wu Ming observed for a while, and saw that the door of the innermost room was really closed. Tidying up the quiet in the corridor, the little plum looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "Alas, this army is in chaos." Business is also getting worse and worse. In the past, at this time, our teahouse was already full, and it was like this. ”

Speaking of this, he looked up at Wu Ming: "My lord, one of them has been packed by Lord Song, and the other three are up to you to choose." Look, my lord? ”

Wu Ming nodded, pointed to the single room next to the innermost room, and replied, "That's it." ”

The three of them entered the private room, and Xiao Lizi saluted and went to pour water. This room is very small, only a dozen square meters. Inside is a mahogany table of eight immortals. A bamboo teapot that occupies almost half of the table, holding several clay teapots and tender white teacups. A few more teaspoons on the shelf. Other than that, there is nothing else. A few bamboo stools were pushed across the table, and the little space left seemed even more cramped.

Wu Ming was a little surprised and asked, "I think this teahouse is small, but it can't only open such a narrow four-room single room." ”

Ding Xianzhi stood next to him, opened his mouth when he heard the words, and was about to answer, at this time, Xiao Li Zi pushed open the door with a large clay pot, and when he heard Wu Ming asking, he replied: "Although our teahouse is small, the confidentiality is excellent." This studio has two mezzanine levels in the walls. Hollow, the sound insulation is naturally excellent. Otherwise, Lord Song would not have chosen us to come to a small teahouse to meet guests. ”

Wu Ming sat in the teahouse, gathered his ears, and "eavesdropped" seriously. I hope I can hear something.

However, he was disappointed, and in the next room, there was a dead silence, and he didn't know if it was because the sound insulation was good, or if there was really no movement. Wu Ming secretly shook his head, and had to take credit.

The little plum filled the water, greeted everyone, glanced at a few people with puzzled eyes, and then took the door and went down.

Ding Xianzhi saw that the other party had served tea, but he was cautious just now. grabbed the teacup, sat on Wu Ming's side, and then raised his head and poured it down. With that sip of tea in his mouth, he shook his head: "Alas, this fragrance is really rich, making people feel like a spring breeze, but the tea grown by local people has always lacked the mellow tea of the Eastern Han Dynasty." I don't know if there are any blessings in this life, what a pity. ”

Zhang Hao saw his intoxicated appearance, his anger rose, and he wanted to get angry. Wu Ming sat opposite and shook his head slowly.

He suddenly snorted, raised the teacup angrily, and poured it down, but jumped up violently. With a "poof", a sip of tea was suddenly sprayed on the bamboo wall. A clear radioactive sign appeared on the wall.

Zhang Hao groaned in his throat, and suddenly shouted: "It's too hot, but it's burning me." ”

Then he looked at Ding Xianzhi who shook his head with strange eyes. While sighing, he muttered: "You are really strange, aren't you afraid of being hot?" ”

Ding Xianzhi was immersed in his wonderful senses, but at this time, he opened his eyes and rolled his eyes like Ding Hao just now: "Cow chewing peony!" ”

It seems that a cup of tea has rushed up his boldness. Zhang Hao was suddenly angry, but he was helpless to take him.

The noise outside was getting louder and louder. Wu Ming frowned, used his eyesight, and looked into the distance, on the street, he could only see this tidal city in chaos, and now he looked far away from the window. Bamboo buildings are lined up, stretching into the distance, quite a bit of a row of flavors.

Suddenly, Wu Ming said in surprise: "What kind of building is that, so many people are rushing to work?" ”

In the distance, you can see that countless workers are working hard there, and a huge building has begun to take shape. Unlike other small bamboo buildings in Tidal City, this building is much taller and larger than these slim little bamboo buildings. And the whole body is made of stone.

This huge building stands out from the crowd like this, and it feels like it stands out from the crowd.

Many workers are squatting on the green tiles of this huge building, carving something. It seems that this building is almost in the final stage. It won't be long. It's almost finished.

This Ding Xianzhi's courage just suddenly rose, and naturally it was not just the effect of a cup of tea. He has been in the market for so long, and he is very good at observing words and feelings. I saw that Zhang Hao was also just a follower.

Since it is a follower, there is naturally no need to be so polite to the other party, but now that the main person is asking, he naturally does not dare to slack off, and when he heard Wu Ming's question, he stood up and bowed: "This building was only started two months ago, and everyone didn't know what to use it at that time. Treated the same as the emperor. This building is the worship hall, and there is the golden body of the master in it. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Wu Ming suspiciously. But I was immediately relieved, these warriors stayed in the deep mountains and old forests for a few months at every turn, and it was normal not to know it. It's just that I don't know, this warrior is obviously a Han person, and there are not many Han people in the Mountain Dog Army, but it is said that they are all powerful people brought back by the second lady, I don't know, this is the one again.

These words were like a thunderbolt, which exploded in Wu Ming's ears, although he had speculated in his heart before, his body still couldn't help shaking, he calmed down his agitated mood, and asked, "Is this true?" ”

Ding Xianzhi looked at him a little strangely, then lowered his head and replied: "The little one doesn't dare to deceive the adults, everything is true!" ”