"... Taxis don't want to come here!! ”

An Liang realized that the taxi that took Wang Erhe and the three of them just now was the last one! There is no light on this road except for a few dim and aging street lamps, and with the murderous reputation of Hotel No. 126, the ghost is willing to come here to live.

"Let's go outside, I guess you can get a taxi out of this street."

"Hmm."

nodded, An Liang thought the same thing, the east of the city is too far away from here, if you walk over, it is estimated that it will take a few hours, so simply find a place where it is easy to take a taxi.

"By the way, what kind of title are you, Yishige pays salaries according to job titles, and Daotong is 50,000 a year."

Walking on the road, the dirty road is full of garbage, and the two of them can kick some plastic bags, broken bottles and other things from time to time.

When Zhuge Yier heard this, he scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I... There is no title, because our Zhuge family itself can grant any title below the real person, but I haven't obtained the title yet, so I ran away from home. ”

"You ran away from home?!"

An Liang was slightly stunned, the heir of the Zhuge family, this proper big family in the warlock world, Zhuge Yier simply grew up with a golden key, and he can still run away from home?!

"I had a little conflict with my family, and five years ago, when I was 18 years old, I ran out."

When Zhuge Yier mentioned running away from home, although his tone was light and light, An Liang could always feel a trace of unusual meaning.

"There's a story...

Zhuge Yier and his family should not be a small contradiction, otherwise he would not have been able to enter the house for five years, and the family would not come to him, no matter since he was unwilling to say, An Liang did not continue to ask.

However, the fact that the Zhuge family was able to bypass the public family and directly issue professional titles also proves that the Zhuge family does have a lot of weight in the warlock world, although An Liang only knows a little bit about the warlock world.

"And what are you good at? There are commissioned tasks in the Ishikaku, and if you can complete them, you can also earn a lot of money. ”

An Liang dealt with the money of the chicken farm in Zhangjia Village not long ago, Yue Lin had already transferred WeChat to An Liang, An Liang is now a millionaire in his hand, but he is still happy to make money.

"Wuhou Qimen, divided into Qimen and Dunjia, Qimen has an eight-character true decision, the main attack, Dunjia has eight kinds of thaumaturgy, the main royal."

"! You are still an all-rounder ... ”

An Liang sighed slightly, sure enough, he has a family background and a heritage, both offensive and defensive, like he has more than enough offensive means, but insufficient defensive means, although attack is the best defense, but in some occasions, there is no defensive ability to GG.

"Eh, I have a question, you said that your Zhuge Ancestor, and finally lit the seven-star lamp in Wuzhang Yuan to continue your life, can you really continue your life, and was it really knocked over by Wei Yan."

An Liang probed the probe and asked with a gossip on his face.

When Zhuge Yier heard this, he also smiled dumbly, and said: "My ancestor is just a warlock, not a legendary immortal, but he doesn't know those magic skills. ”

"Although the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that has been transformed is very magical in many places, and it is very consistent with the identity of the warlock, it is still the historical masterpiece of the Three Kingdoms that is most in line with the real situation."

"My ancestor set up the seven-star lantern array at that time, just to test Wei Yan, and sure enough, at the last moment, the seven-star lantern was knocked over by Wei Yan seemingly inadvertently, but in fact, it was really a backbone."

Hearing this answer, An Liang was still a little disappointed, he thought that there was really a spell to continue his life, Zhuge Liang of the True Immortal Tablet could not renew his life, and sure enough, the immortal immortal in the legend still did not exist.

"Eh, do you know what Ma Dai's character is?"

After being disappointed, An Liang suddenly seemed to remember something again, smiled cheaply, and asked Zhuge One or Two.

Zhuge didn't think about it, and blurted out: "Ma Dai's words have not been handed down, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and the Romance of the Three Kingdoms have not been pointed out, and there is no record on my ancestors." ”

"No, Ma Dai, the word Ding Lin."

An Liang held back a smile, pretended to be profound, and said softly.

"Huh?"

Zhuge Yier and some monks were confused, he memorized the literature and history left by his ancestors, and Ma Dai was one of the most trusted generals of the ancestor Zhuge Liang in the later period, so it was impossible to be mistaken.

"Because morpholine specializes in gastritis... Poof, hahahaha. ”

As soon as An Liang finished speaking, he laughed out loud, this strange thing was also what he saw from the Internet, I have to say that the wisdom of the majority of netizens is really amazing.

"This..."

After thinking about it for a while, he figured out what was going on, Zhuge Yier was a little stunned, and then he also smiled, and listened to it as a joke, but I don't know why An Liang laughed back and forth, and almost laughed over What happened...

After walking two streets, I saw the crowd, and after walking forward for a while, I saw a bus stop sign, and there must be a taxi with the bus stop sign.

Soon the two of them got a taxi and went straight to the Banxian Pavilion in the east of the city, and there was no one at night, and the taxi arrived very quickly.

After about an hour, I arrived at Tai Sin Street, and at eleven o'clock, most of the shops were closed, but the small restaurants on the street supported many roadside stalls, selling barbecue, supper and so on.

"Gollum Gollum T

When he was taking Zhuge Yier to the Half Immortal Pavilion, An Liang suddenly heard a voice of stomach protest, and turned his head to look at Zhuge Yier.

I found that he was staring at the barbecue on the side of the road, touching his stomach, saliva was flowing out, and when I thought of his poor and sour experience, I couldn't help but smile.

"Haha, let's go, bring some barbecue, those people in Banxian Pavilion will definitely come for supper later."

An Liang knew very well that those people in the Half Immortal Pavilion would have some supper every day, and now it was almost time for them to come out to forage.

"Good, good!"

Zhuge Yi's head was like a chicken pecking rice, and when he saw the barbecue in oil, his stomach protested, he couldn't remember the last time he ate barbecue, with his little money, life was a problem, so he didn't need to say it to fight for teeth.

An Liang walked to a barbecue stall, there were a lot of people sitting in this barbecue stall, standing in front of the stove, the oily meat skewers roasted on it, sprinkled with a handful of cumin aroma, made him also move his index finger.

"Boss, fifty skewers of mutton, fifty skewers of pork belly, fifty skewers of beef, garlic, leeks, enoki mushrooms, and one cold dish, one crayfish, and one roasted eggplant."

Ma Li ordered, and the middle-aged boss who was barbecuing meat glanced at An Liang, smiled and said hello, took out the meat skewers from the box on the side and began to grill.

It didn't take long for An Liang's things to be packed, and the two of them walked while eating, and after a while, they arrived at the door of Banxian Pavilion.

"Eh, why hasn't the door closed yet?"