"Uncle Shi, because the mountain gate you said is too broad, I have detailed the location of the meeting in the edict, and it is in this Baiyun Teahouse, which is also the place of your Baiyun Peak."

Passing through the blue-gray stone road and coming to the diagonal opposite side of the mountain gate, Mo Xuan pointed to the words "Baiyun Teahouse" written on the plaque and talked to Xue Hua.

This is exactly the teahouse that Qingguo walked into an hour ago, there are three stone steps in front of the door, and the space in the store is divided into five vertical rows by four rows of beams and columns, and the left and right vertical rows are placed with tables, chairs and benches, and the middle is set aside as the main passage.

During business hours, the door panel was dismantled, and the scene in the lobby could be seen by passers-by, and at this time, there were only two or three tables of guests sitting in the lobby.

"Uncle Qingguo founded the Moyun Chamber of Commerce 200 years ago, which was originally the main treasure elixir for the daily needs of cultivators, and then gradually expanded the scope of business, and now not only has established the Moyun Auction House, but even these restaurants and restaurants have also set foot in, Baiyun Teahouse is one of them."

As soon as Xue Hua and Mo Xuan appeared, a middle-aged man with a rich appearance and wearing the clothes of a gray-clothed disciple of the Chonghua Sect stepped forward to greet him, and answered enthusiastically and arrogantly:

"Senior Brother Mo has won the prize, you can earn a few spirit stones by selling tea, this is not what my master wants to open, it is the former owner of the teahouse who is not in debt, and it is worth it to my master.

This should be Uncle Xue Hua, Uncle Xue invites in, the master has already explained, and Uncle Xue is free of charge when he comes here. ”

The truth is not what he claims: the teahouse is useless.

In fact, this teahouse is one of Qingguo's most important industries, because it can help him, an elder who seems to be hanging outside Baiyun Peak, understand the dynamics of the Chonghua Sect, so as to take advantage of the situation and make a lot of money.

As the helmsman of Qingguo's most valued intelligence entity, the reason why the shopkeeper Qi is dressed at such a low price is just to keep a low profile, in order to get closer to customers in order to better serve customers, so that consumers who come here can experience the pleasure from body to heart.

Mo Xuan, an ordinary customer who liked this teahouse with a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, shook the venue and made a happy gesture, "Oh, shopkeeper Qi, then I'm not going to touch my uncle's light today!" ”

The middle-aged man waved his fat hand with a white lotus root in the shopkeeper, and his fat face smiled like a chrysanthemum, "Senior Brother Mo, where is this, as long as you are willing to come to the door, the junior brother will definitely exempt you from the order, and you will be deducted from the junior brother's salary!" ”

Xue Hua politely aligned the shopkeeper and smiled, she had deeply experienced what it meant to "hide a knife in a smile", and she especially didn't like to deal with this kind of socially elite guy, so she entered first and found a table by the door and sat down.

"Uncle Shi, this seat is too noisy, do you want to change places? There's also a private room in the backyard. ”

Is it noisy? Not necessarily.

Xue Hua looked around, and the meaning he wanted to express was self-evident.

"Don't bother, I'm here to borrow your place."

As if he hadn't heard, Shopkeeper Qi didn't ask Xue Hua why he borrowed the place, but just shouted at the back kitchen:

"That little third son, come to a pot of Changfeng fine buds and serve all the food in the store!"

After shouting, he lowered his head and asked Xue Hua, "What else does Uncle Shi order?" If there is no small shop, the disciple asks someone to buy it from another store. ”

The shopkeeper Qi was left and right, and while greeting Mo Xuan, he did not snub Xue Hua.

"Rent your place, never to the hour, three hours."

Seeing that the shopkeeper of Qi was expressing his hospitality, completely ignoring his appeals, Xue Hua took out three spirit stones and slapped them on the table in front of him, then got up and walked out of the teahouse.

"Ah, Uncle Xue, don't go, if the disciple has any inconsiderate hospitality, just say it!"

Seeing Xue Hua leaving, Shopkeeper Qi immediately chased him out, but Mo Xuan didn't follow, but sat on the seat, although he didn't understand what this young Uncle Xue wanted to do, but he definitely didn't want to leave.

Xue Hua stood on the bluestone slab, his right hand stretched out, and true qi emerged from his fingertips, using his palm as a pen, slowly writing something in the sky.

As she moved, the air gradually changed subtly, as if something had been captured by her, shaping something according to her thoughts.

A quarter of an hour later, she breathed a sigh of relief, and without looking at her own achievements in the sky, she withdrew her hand and folded back behind her back to the teahouse.

Sitting next to Mo Xuan, he took a teacup that was as white as jade and depicted an elegant orchid, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Look at the words in the sky, 'white XXXXX'" The first person to see it was a little square, and he didn't recognize the last few words.

"Snort, fool, it's 'Baiyunfeng Reporting Office', those words are written according to the writing method in the "Changxing Dictionary" compiled by the worldly Tang Dynasty female saint."

Hey, this time it's Xue Huafang's turn, who has excellent hearing.

Listen, listen, what did she hear, someone actually recognized her stick figures, and when she drank the first cup of tea, she was still thinking: Did she make an oolong, made the common-sense mistake of the people who traveled through it, did the ancient people know stick figures?

Just when she was hesitating to correct her mistakes, the bug appeared, and someone really recognized it, and led to something that sounded unclear: the Tang Dynasty Female Sage and her titled book "Changxing Dictionary".

Is she not the only traverser in this world? Judging from the introduction of the system, she still thinks that she should be the only one in the world who will not make good use of bugs.

So, the question is, is this Tang Lady Saint also the system holder?

In the past, when the elves were quite normal, she heard the elves say: The predecessors are not good at stubble.