Chapter 1198: My Buddha's Compassion and Red Dust (3)
Drunken Immortal Building is now open all over the Xiliang Kingdom, and the business of Drunken Immortal Buildings everywhere is very prosperous, but no matter how prosperous these businesses are, there is also an unwritten rule.
Each drunken immortal building will have its own room, which belongs to their owner, this room is not open to the public, even if the owner never steps in, it can't let anyone touch.
When Chen Mengtian heard the shopkeeper's words, there was no trace of emotional change on his stunning face, but his eyes gradually became dull, and his expression was a little gloomy.
She let go of a pair of children's hands, played with her fingers casually, and asked softly, "How long has the shopkeeper been managing this Drunken Immortal Building?" ”
"Madame Hui, it's been a year." The voice was terrified.
"It's been a year." The gloomy light in Chen Mengtian's eyes subsided a lot, and she looked up at the huge plaque of the Drunken Immortal Tower.
"I'll forgive you this time, you may not know, I'm a cleanliness addict, and I don't like things that belong to me to be contaminated with other people's breath.
Only this time will not be an example, and then there will be a next time you will get out of the way, as for the son of the prefect of Jinzhou City, your next business, then solve it yourself. ”
After speaking, Chen Mengtian raised his steps and walked towards the Drunken Immortal Tower.
As for Ning'er and An'er behind her, they stared at the shopkeeper with a gloomy face.
In the eyes of their siblings, they only saw that the shopkeeper made their mother angry, then this person should be taught a lesson.
Ning'er and An'er glanced at each other, and used their eyes to communicate in a short period of time, and only each other would understand.
I saw my sister take out a packet of medicinal powder from her body and quickly follow her mother's footsteps.
When she passed by the panicked shopkeeper, the medicine powder in her hand flew directly in front of the other party, and the colorless and odorless medicine powder like wind and sand was directly inhaled into the body along the other party's breath.
"Mother!"
Ning Er came to Chen Mengtian's side.
Looking at her sister's dashing departure, An'er is not lagging behind. He was like a little adult, walking steadily, and his bright eyes looked directly at his mother and sister in front of him.
However, when he passed by the shopkeeper, he suddenly moved.
I saw that An'er seemed to slip under his feet inadvertently, and his hand hit the shopkeeper's arm directly.
"Ugh!"
This time it was not light, and the shopkeeper couldn't help but exhale in pain.
An'er regained his original calm posture, and he looked at the shopkeeper with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his eyes were full of innocence.
After the shopkeeper spoke, he found that it was the little master who bumped into him, and hurriedly smiled on his face, "Has the prince ever met?" The minion didn't see you, so please don't blame the son. ”
"Nothing." An'er said coldly, looking for his mother and sister, seeing that they had already entered the restaurant, he hurriedly quickened his pace, and he didn't care about the calm look he deliberately maintained.
Xu Wenzhan and Xu Wenrui followed in after the two little masters entered the restaurant.
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding secret guards also poured into the restaurant in an instant, leaving the shopkeeper who was sweating profusely outside and looking panicked and wiping his sweat.
Seeing that the people around him were all looking over, the shopkeeper raised his somewhat painful arm, arched his hands to everyone, and said a kind word, and then walked into the restaurant in a panic.
Chen Mengtian stepped into the familiar Drunken Immortal Building, and went straight to the room on the third floor without the guidance of the shopkeeper and Xiao Er.
There is a room at the corner of the third floor, and there is an identical one on the corner of the third floor of each Drunken Immortal Building, which is the room that belongs to Chen Mengtian alone.
Originally, this habit was in the capital.