"Mr. Zhang, wait a minute!"

The tea stall girl said, and went to prepare tea for Zhang Mi.

"That's him!"

"That's it?"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, two men came to the tea stall, pointing at a young man sitting inside, and whispered.

"This kid is just a ninth-level Qi refining cultivator, what's so good about it, I'll let Senior Brother go out for you later." The man in the prime of life could see the cultivation of the young man at a glance.

"Then there is Senior Brother Lao!" The young man said happily.

The young man the two were referring to was none other than Zhang Mihou, who had just sat down to drink tea.

The ninth layer of qi refining, that is just an illusion of Zhang Yuyu hiding his strength, in fact, his current cultivation is already the first level of heavenly immortals, so the cultivators who are lower than him cannot see his true cultivation at all, so that they misjudge, and underestimate him, thinking that his cultivation is lower than his own, and he can be assured and bold to destroy him easily.

A more direct and simple understanding is that Zhang Yuyu is now pretending to be forced, decorating low in front of the weak, and hiding his strength in front of the strong.

Da! Da! Da!

The two men swaggered into the tea stall, then sat down on the empty table opposite Zhang Yuyu, and looked at him with a hateful light in his eyes,

When Zhang met and saw someone coming, he raised his head and glanced at the two people sitting opposite, and immediately recognized one of the men, this man he had just met in the Desolate Ancient Forest, and he had fought with him, it was the disciple of the Western Holy Gate, Ding Zishan.

But the other one, he doesn't know.

Zhang Yuyu just glanced at the two of them, then lowered his head to think, and said: "One is a third-layer qi refining layer, and the other is a ninth-layer foundation, it seems that the one who comes is not good, and the good one is not coming, it must be the young man surnamed Ding who invited him to deal with me and avenge the sword, but unfortunately they miscalculated, I really thought that I was just a cultivator of the ninth layer of qi refining!" ”

"Mr. Zhang, your tea is here!"

The tea stall girl gave Zhang Xiang a cup of tea, then walked to Ding Zishan's side and asked, "Two gentlemen, what kind of tea do you want and what kind of snacks do you want?" ”

"Girl, we're not here for tea, we're here to kill you!" Ding Zishan said with a dark face.

"Ahh The tea stall girl was startled, she didn't know if what Ding Zishan said was true or not, but she was really frightened and stepped back.

The owner of the tea stall, who was boiling water in front of the stove, heard Ding Zishan's words, immediately put down his work and came to the table, and asked softly to the tea stall girl, "Aunt Cha, what's going on?" ”

The tea girl shook her head and said, "Dad, I don't know, I asked these two gentlemen what kind of tea they wanted to drink, and the handsome young guy said it was fatal!" ”

The tea stall owner listened to his daughter's words, pondered for a while before walking into Ding Zishan's table, and said, "Two handsome guys, what kind of tea do you drink?" ”

Ding Zishan immediately became angry and said, "Didn't Lao Tzu already say that we are here to kill our lives, not to drink tea?" ”

"Handsome guy, don't do this, I'm doing a small business, if you don't drink tea, please leave, don't affect my business?" The owner of the tea stall explained.

"You...... Blind your dog's eyes! Ding Zishan slapped the tea stall owner as he spoke.

"Ahh

The owner of the tea stall screamed, and was directly slapped in the chest by Ding Zishan's palm, and with a "boom", he flew out upside down like a flying ball and fell into the middle of the road in front of the tea stall.

"Damn mortals, dare to drive me away, the sin deserves death!" Ding Zishan said fiercely.

"! These two people are here to make trouble! A tea guest sitting at the table of the tea stall said.

"That's right! Even the old tea boss hits! Another tea guest replied and immediately stood up, a little uneven.

"I think these two people are not good, they must be people who are not easy to mess with, so it's better for everyone to be careful."

"Yes! Did you see it just now, this person slapped the tea boss with a palm, but directly knocked the tea boss away, looking at this posture, they must not be ordinary people, but cultivators! ”

"Ahh

The tea guests were surprised when they heard this, and when they heard the word cultivator, they were immediately startled, and then they scattered with a bang and walked towards the outside of the tea stall, where did they dare to stay inside.

Mortals in this world know the power of cultivators, they can fight against ten, hundreds, thousands, and even kill people invisibly, so when these mortals who drink tea know that Ding Zishan and the two are not ordinary people, but cultivators, where do they dare to stay inside, they are scared like little mice, and they run to the road outside the tea stall one by one, looking sideways one by one, wanting to see what will happen behind, and at the same time wanting to see if Ding Zishan and the two are really cultivators.

There are also two people who are cultivators, why do they want to be the owners of the tea stalls, what will be involved among them, and how can they offend these two cultivators.

At the same time, many people who passed by the tea stall to shop saw a group of people gathered in front of the tea stall to watch the excitement, and they also stopped to watch, and they didn't know what was going on.

"Dad, Dad!"

The owner of the tea stall was already lying on the road, motionless, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The tea girl was shouting, trying to wake her father, but no matter how much she screamed, there was no movement to wake up.

Passers-by surrounded their father and daughter, looking lively, and some passers-by did not know what was going on, and asked onlookers.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know!"

"That's right, the tea boss was slapped by the two tea guests sitting inside, and he was directly beaten out, and it became like this!"

"It's pathetic!"

"Then do you know why these two diners are beating the tea boss?"

"I don't know! However, some people guessed that they were cultivators. ”

"Ahh

"Cultivator!"

The passers-by who crowded on the side of the road in front of the tea stall to watch the bustle, and when they heard the words "cultivator", they were immediately shocked, and at the same time quieted down, and they all gathered their eyes on the tea stall, Ding Zishan and another middle-aged man sitting at the tea table.

At this time, Zhang Miyu had already left his position, walked in front of the tea boss, and squatted down in front of him, then took out a black pill in the storage bag, stretched it out in front of the tea girl, and said, "Aunt Cha, give this pill to your father, he promises that he will get better immediately!" ”

"You are?" The tea girl glanced up at the young man in front of her, and saw that he was Mr. Zhang who had come to drink tea at the stall just now, so she asked, "Mr. Zhang, can your pill really save my father's life?" ”

Zhang Yuyu nodded and said, "Yes, because you have no other way to save your father, if you want to save him, just believe me?" ”

The tea girl thought about it, and saw that he didn't look like a bad person, and besides, she really couldn't help it, so she reached out and took the pill in Zhang Yuyu's hand, put it in front of her eyes, and then put it in her father's mouth, and then put some water for him to swallow.

After the tea boss swallowed the pill, in less than ten seconds, he immediately opened his eyes and woke up.

(End of chapter)