Bloodsoaked Street is surprisingly strange today.

It's not that there is no sunny day, but I have almost never seen such a strange day as it is today, it is almost late, but above my head, the scorching sun that shines on this sunny day is more intense than the first moment at noon.

On the already bright blood-soaked street, it is also three points brighter, and even the battle city that is also covered by the sky tomorrow, and even most of the chaotic places are more than three points brighter, in addition to the surface brightness, those invisible haze things are also a lot less.

After all, most monks still believe in that sentence, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon, if it is abnormal on this day, wouldn't it be a good thing worthy of praise?

Heaven is ruthless, Heaven is ruthless, but in this place where human nature is more ruthless, at least today, it has done a good thing.

There are many monks on the blood-soaked street. There are three floors inside and three floors outside, and the business on the first floor, which has always been excellent, can only be better.

Those who can come to the first floor, on the blood-soaked street in this troubled place, are not relatively high in cultivation, that is, they are definitely not bad in their pockets, and in this troubled place, whether they are high in cultivation, or there are not bad Xuanjing spirit stones in their pockets, there are a lot, and besides, even if they are low in cultivation, they will also come to this first floor to eat so much wine once or twice, and they will definitely not order the "sixth bowl" with the lowest price, which claims to be able to drink six large bowls in a row Drinks, after all, I don't have any money in my pocket, and my cultivation is not high, and I don't know how many times I can come in the past two hundred years, and I can't drink it better.

The first floor has a total of five floors, and the fifth floor, which is not open to the public, is actually four floors.

The first layer is where you eat and drink, and the second layer is where you sell elixirs, you buy and I sell, you sell the kind I buy, as for the third layer, it is also a place to eat and drink, but it is not like the first layer of the place to eat and drink, the threshold is extremely high, it belongs to the kind of place where monks frequented by monks who are really not bad for money, and their cultivation is absolutely high, as for the fourth layer, although it is not like the fifth layer, it will never be open to the public, but it is also the kind that can only rely on invitation and cannot take the initiative to join.

And sitting on the first floor and watching the excitement, you can definitely see the real excitement.

On the first floor, not far from the front door, there is an excellent position by the window, two people sit down, there is a pot of wine on the table, which is the cheapest sixth bowl, of course, the first floor will naturally not give such a name that does not match the identity of the first restaurant on the bloodbath street, the original wine name is naturally placed on the table, just only hit an old drunkard who can drink, and he has enough of the high people on the third floor, and he has nothing to do in this first floor, and ordered a pot of the cheapest "sixth bowl" , The old drunkard who is not bad at cultivating is still high, likes to eat wine in a big bowl, a bowl is a whole wine jug, and he drank six large bowls in a row, and the old drunkard who has six big pots is not drunk, so he left that extremely chewy and widely circulated joke.

"Damn, this wine is boring to drink, what is it called, what is it called, it is so mysterious, I think it is better to call it six large bowls, and mix it with water. ”

Originally, the joke after drinking was because the monks began to order wine one after another, and only said six large bowls, and it was no longer an ordinary joke.

So the first floor pushed the boat down the river, changed the name of the cheapest drink, but did not have their own six bowls, folded in the middle, it was called the sixth bowl, but most of the guests who came to the first floor to eat wine and drink, if they ordered wine, they still like to call six bowls directly.

The drinkers understand, and so do the shopkeepers.

One old and one young, all of them are the kind of monks who can sit firmly on the third floor of the first floor, and they are all Xuanjing spirit stones, and their cultivation will not be low, especially the man who is definitely not young with gray hair mixed with his hair, and this first floor is inextricably linked, and he is holding the annual worship spirit stone on the first floor.

Opposite the tall old man with half-gray hair was a comfortable-looking young man, with red lips and white teeth.

In fact, even in this building, there is a distinction between high and low classes, and it is said that the position where the two live is excellent, and even the only good position near the window and door is by no means something that ordinary people can sit in.

Of course, the two of them will naturally not be ordinary people, although what is on the table of the two of them is just an ordinary pot of sixth bowls and two plates, which are also ordinary to the ordinary wine and dishes.

The old man was about to say a few words to the young man opposite him, when two figures arched and one in the middle approached the window of the first floor in an excellent position.

Although there is no shortage of dishes and chopsticks on the table, the old man still twisted a peanut with wine with his hand, sent it to his mouth, and then picked up a small wine cup of wine, squeaked, sent down his intestines, and felt an inexplicable feeling.

With a clang, before the old man's hand put down the wine cup, two spirit stones rolled down on the table, scorching and shining on the mottled wooden table on that side.

The young man in the middle, who looked very rich, his nostrils were about to turn to the sky, and he said with a superior gesture: "Two, please move the ground, this spirit stone can be regarded as compensation." ”

The tall old man put down the wine cup and looked at the table, but instead of looking at the two spirit stones that could already drink the cheapest pot of wine in the three floors, he looked at the sixth bowl on the wooden table that was the cheapest in the first floor.

The old man laughed for no reason, and the handsome young man sitting opposite him laughed too, and the old man laughed because the name was on the wine, and the handsome young man laughed because the old man laughed, so he was happy, and he laughed.

The young man with a jade plaque hanging on his waist in the middle saw the two people who were smiling happily in front of him and behind him, and he was a little unhappy.

After all, he is a self-proclaimed person of status who is lightly drunk in the private room above the third floor, if it weren't for a special day like today, the third floor is crowded with people with more status and status than him, how could he come to this floor to eat and drink with these people who are completely incompatible with his identity?

Forget it, I took a fancy to this position on the first floor, and I didn't use the slightest bit of identity to coerce, but I gave it to him with absolutely enough spirit stones, he Zhu Chonglou asked himself that he was definitely good enough to be good enough and kind enough, but he didn't expect to get two in exchange, wearing generally, and cultivating for the realm is even more general, even the wine and food ordered are the cheapest two, and it is a joke, if it is in the third layer, it is better to be cultivated higher, and the background is even more terrifying to laugh at it, after all, it is he Zhu Chonglou's ability is not enough, and he can't complain about others。

But the two people in front of them really don't know how to write dead words?