Mo Yunshan and Zhang Lingcang sat at a table at a food stall.

"Mr. Zhang, it's good that I invited you before, otherwise I'm afraid something would have happened today. Mo Yunshan said sincerely, if he hadn't smelled the slightest sign of something wrong before, he invited Zhang Lingcang to Wanling Pavilion in time. I'm afraid that the group of people just today is enough to put Wanling Pavilion in an extremely embarrassing situation.

Compared to the foundation of the four great families, Wanling Pavilion is still too weak, and there are not even many masters.

After the group of black-clothed people were thrown out of the door by the people of the Ten Thousand Souls Pavilion, they didn't care about the eyes of others, and ran back to their family in embarrassment.

"Chen San, what's going on, didn't you go to the Ten Thousand Souls Pavilion to make trouble?" Chen Mingyi asked with an angry glare when he saw the wounds on Chen San and several other black-clothed people.

"Family master, Wanling Pavilion has invited a master of the Earth Spirit Period, and a few of us really can't beat him, and we were injured by him. Chen San said tremblingly.

"Waste!" Chen Mingyi slapped the table, stood up, glared at Chen San angrily and said, "Most of the masters of the Earth Spirit Period are in our four major families and the royal family, where did the Ten Thousand Souls Pavilion go to invite the masters of the Earth Spirit Period to deal with you?"

Chen San lowered his head, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He couldn't answer that question.

The masters of the entire Ancient Cangguo Earth Spirit Period are only available to the royal family and the four great families, who knows where the masters of the Wanling Pavilion were invited.

"Home to the Lord. That person seems to be Zhang Lingcang that we recruited before. Another whispered.

"Zhang Lingcang?" Chen Mingyi whispered the name.

He seemed to have seen the name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

He remembered that there was a martial arts family in the ancient Cangguo, the Zhang family, and he didn't know if it was from the Zhang family.

"The head of the family, Zhang Lingcang is the one who lives in the slums, but his cultivation has reached the earth spirit stage, and he is second only to Wang Xingyu in his casual cultivation. You've sent someone to recruit him before. The man in black reminded.

"It's him!" Chen Mingyi muttered. "It seems that the Liu family is busy. ”

At the same time, the other three families listened to what the man in black said.

The Wei family.

Wei Hong smiled sinisterly and said, "It turned out to be that Zhang Lingcang who didn't know what to do." ”

The Li family.

Li Yuan sat leisurely on the chair and drank tea.

After drinking, he said: "Zhang Lingcang, it's a good person, it's a pity." ”

The Liu family.

After Liu Game listened, he kicked Liu Wu down, and said with anger on his face: "Gather people for me, and go and kill Zhang Lingcang for me tonight." ”

As early as many years ago, Zhang Lingcang had some grievances with the Liu family.

Liu Game had almost forgotten about this person, but remembering Zhang Lingcang's words mocking him back then, he still wanted to kill Zhang Lingcang.

In the Colosseum, Zhang Lingcang and Mo Yunshan were eating leisurely and chatting.

"Engong, this thing of yours is so delicious, I really don't know how you came up with it. Zhang Lingcang put a steamed dumpling into his mouth and couldn't help but sigh.

Steamed dumplings are something that has never appeared before the ancient Cangguo.

Most of the people who come to the Colosseum come for the food.

This kind of food completely subverts their perceptions.

"I really didn't expect you to be good at food, Mr. Zhang, I thought that you spirits would know how to fight and kill all day long, and you would like to watch fighting beasts more. Mo Yunshan said.

"The fighting beast is good, it makes people's blood boil to watch, and people can't help but shout out loud. But I had to choose between food and beasts. I really like food more than fighting beasts. ”

After all, the fighting beast is too bloody, where is it worthy of the enjoyment brought by food.

"If Mr. Zhang likes it, he can eat it as much as he likes in the future. As if thinking of something, Mo Yunshan continued to add: "By the way, you can also bring the little ones over and eat them casually." You're welcome. ”

Speaking of them, Zhang Lingcang rarely showed a smile on his face.

"It's unacceptable, if a group of their children come, they have to think about eating every day. ”

A group of children were originally born as beggars, and they often had no meals.

As long as there is something to eat, even a night of white rice is worth devouring.

What's more, the food here is so delicious that even he can't help but use his identity as the chief manager to taste it all.

If they come, they don't steal their guns, and they have to eat these things.

In front of a group of children who were once beggars, as long as the food is tempting enough, there is nothing they dare not do.

"It's okay, it's my territory anyway. I'm happy if they can like something from my hometown. Mo Yunshan said with a smile, his eyes glowing with a sparkling luster.

The indifferent world he had complained about, the world in which he had nothing to care about, had abandoned him after all.

And he still remembered that cruel world.

Mo Yunshan sighed leisurely, the colorful light reflected on his face, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

But Zhang Lingcang still felt a faint sadness from his silence.

Mo Yunshan's sadness is not as painful and tearful as the sadness of such a young man, and he can't wait to vent all the discomfort in his heart.

His sadness seemed to settle down slowly as long as time passed.

This is the difference between middle-aged people and young people.

He has experienced too much wind and rain, and knows that there is no wind and rain to hide, and there are no ups and downs without having to go.

So no matter what kind of experience life gives him, whether it is sad or happy, he will accept it indifferently.

The place where the two of them sat was silent for a long time, as if they were cut off from all the hustle and bustle around them.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Yunshan spoke: "By the way, they are not young anymore, and they have reached the age when they should be able to read and write, you let Yu Niang send them to King Huai's Mansion tomorrow and read with my son!"

When he came here, his state of mind was still calm, there was no panic, no pain.

What he can miss at the moment are the two children of Dafu and Erfu.

He will give for them without reservation and be a father.

"It's not good!"

Prior to this, Zhang Lingcang had also considered teaching them to read and write.

But then he was so busy that he forgot about it.

"That's it, tomorrow you will ask Yu Niang to send them to King Huai's Mansion. I'm going to go to the Mercenary Guild to see if I'm going first. Mo Yunshan left after speaking, not giving Zhang Lingcang a chance to refuse at all.

Allowing several children to read and write together with Daifuku will also help them all make friends and grow together.

Leaving Zhang Lingcang alone to sit in his seat, thinking about what kind of hometown would have such food.

Looking at the departing white back, Zhang Lingcang fell into deep thought.

Eun Gong, where are you from?