Chapter 1205: My Buddha's Compassion, Red Dust (10)
"Huh! Shopkeeper, what you said is not right, yesterday I booked a room on the third floor of your Zuixian Building, you also agreed, and also received my deposit, why is this room gone, you are playing me?! ”
Zhang Jingyi stared at the shopkeeper with a displeased expression, and his attitude was obviously not to give up.
"Master Zhang, our room is full." The shopkeeper stiffened his head and repeated his previous words again.
He hoped that these words would make the prefect in front of him know the deep meaning of his words.
Although Zhang Jingyi is said to be a gentleman, and he is still the biggest gentleman in Jinzhou City, he has a fairly smart brain.
Listening to the shopkeeper point out twice that all the rooms in this Drunken Immortal Building were full, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, raised his head and casually glanced at the third floor of the Drunken Immortal Building.
At this glance, he saw the difference, and saw some men wearing dark clothes, wearing half of the silver masks on their faces, and releasing a strong aura all over their bodies.
Seeing this, Zhang Jingyi didn't know what he thought, his face instantly became cautious, and he even met the eyes of one of the men with a silver mask on his face, and was instantly shocked by the bloody aura in the other party's eyes.
He hurriedly retracted his gaze, pretended to be negotiated, and said unceremoniously to the shopkeeper: "It seems that I am a step too late, but since you have received my deposit, you must make some compensation before that, otherwise how will this son be mixed up in Jinzhou City in the future!" ”
The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, in the future, Zhang Gongzi will bring his friends, and the drunken fairy building will give Gongzi half a discount!" ”
"Humph! That's pretty much it! ”
Zhang Jingyi opened the folding fan in his hand again, and his movements were very graceful, and with a somewhat ostentatious posture.
But soon he turned away, and his steps were much faster than he had come.
The few gentlemen who followed behind him didn't expect this Zhang Jingyi to be so easy to dismiss.
After that, when they saw him speed up his pace and leave the Drunken Immortal Building, they all fell into a state of confusion.
Something is wrong with Zhang Jingyi this time, very wrong.
They didn't have time to think about it, so they hurriedly chased after them.
Looking at the line of gentlemen who were sent away, the shopkeeper hugged his stomach, and suddenly his face was ugly.
He gritted his teeth and said to Xiao Er beside him: "Look at it carefully, don't come to me if you don't have anything!" ”
Then he left like a gust of wind and ran straight in the direction of the backyard, with a weird and funny posture.
Xiao Er looked at the back of the shopkeeper leaving, and laughed out loud.
He knew what the shopkeeper was doing, it was nothing more than a thatched house in the backyard.
Here, after Zhang Jingyi left the Drunken Immortal Tower, the sweat on her forehead immediately fell.
He was a little panicked, what kind of place was this Drunken Immortal Tower, others didn't know, but he was still clear.
He Laozi was transferred from the capital to Jinzhou City, and no one in the capital knew about the Drunken Immortal Building, which was the property of Mrs. Wu'anhou, although few people said it on the surface.
Just now he was in the Drunken Immortal Tower, and he clearly saw those who were guarding the third floor, full of blood.
There is a room on the third floor of the Drunken Immortal Building that is not open to the public, which is an unwritten rule that anyone who knows about the Drunken Immortal Building knows.
The people guarding the third floor were not ordinary people at first glance, except for Mrs. Wu Anhou, he couldn't imagine that anyone else would move in.
Mrs. Wu'an Hou is a powerful character, she once slaughtered millions of Turkic people for Hou Ye, and even promoted the feat of dominating the world, and held all the military power in this Xiliang country.