Jun Santai was already a little numb, and asked such a taxi driver, and still gave the same answer. He had to look for it himself, and finally came to the location of the map, looked at it, and then his scalp went numb. After reaching the goal, this scene made him feel even more abnormal, and at the same time, many questions arose in his heart: "Damn! Is there a mistake? What the hell is this place? Is it not in Jinghua City at all? Impossible! The map clearly says that it is here! Why can't I find it?" Looking at the high wall, Jun Santai stood in place and thought for a while, without a clue, and couldn't figure out how to think about it.

"This Nima has no way, just look at the very high wall, where is there any ghost alley, what is going on with this TM? Is there something wrong with this map? Is there a mistake?"

There is no alley, this wall is high and scary, but there is a small alley on the opposite side, and there is a stone tablet next to the mouth of the alley, which is engraved with the four big characters of "suspension of service".

Jun Santai looked at it and thought, "Suspend the service, I'll go! What the hell?" he curiously picked up the map in his hand and glanced at it, but there was no address marked on it. Mrs. Jun always thinks that there is a problem with the alley, who will set up a monument at the mouth of the alley, and also TM's suspension of service, do you think this is a business hall?

With a curious attitude, he raised his feet and walked towards the small alley, and the moment he walked into the alley, the glowing stone he was carrying automatically flew out, and it fell very abruptly into a groove on the stone tablet, and then a strange scene happened......

"I'm going! What's the situation? Make no mistake, I..."

After a burst of strong light, Jun Santai only felt that the sky was spinning, and his body was floating uncontrollably in a passage, he himself seemed to be flying in a passage, and it didn't seem to be, but the silhouette of the streamer made him feel dizzy and nauseous, and when he saw the strong strong light in front of him, he closed his eyes slightly, and after the strong light, he opened his eyes and was blinded.

After coming out of that wonderful passage, Mrs. Jun fell to the ground on all fours, and stood up staggeringly, feeling that she wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, and it was really uncomfortable to hold it in her heart.

When the feeling of vomiting disappeared, I couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "Nima! Damn!!..."I vomited instantly.

After his condition was a little better, Jun Santai looked around, and when she was clear about the surrounding scene, she was suddenly shocked: "Damn! Did I cross over?" This is a completely unfamiliar place, and everything that comes into his eyes makes him a little dumbfounded, and his heart is shocked.

In front of Jun Santai was probably a teahouse like an ancient building, and the place where he stood was a circular stone platform, which was very strange, with some runes engraved on it, and he couldn't read the handwriting on it, and he didn't know what it meant.

Slowly walking down from the stone platform, Jun Santai looked around her, and then frowned, her expression was a little strange.

"Damn! What the hell is this place? Could it be that Lao Tzu really crossed over, won't he?"

Not far in front, there is a counter, and there is an old plaque hanging on the counter, only to see the three big characters of "Mingxiang Pavilion" written on it. At this moment, he had a faint guess in his heart: "This can't be the place where that guy let him come, right? I rely on the teahouse! What the hell?"

His gaze began to wander, then to the back of the counter. Behind the counter stood an old man with white hair and green clothes in ancient costumes, who seemed to be indifferent to the sudden appearance of Jun Santai, and he didn't even look at him, and was busy with his own business.

The old man has an elegant temperament, and the dancing in Tsing Yi highlights a sense of freedom and ease, and there is a dusty air of fairy wind bones. His eyes were very sharp, he looked at the account book on the counter, his hands did not forget to flick quickly on the old abacus, the speed of the calculation when his fingers flicked, so that Jun San was too eye-opening, and his face was shocked: "Damn! Do you want to be so fast! Nima, let's hang it!"

A cough came into his ears, and Mrs. Jun took her eyes off the old man in Tsing Yi and looked at the place where the voice came from.

There is a screen on the other side of the counter, and behind the screen there are more than a dozen tables of eight immortals, on which there are some figures sitting drinking tea and talking, all of them are dressed in ancient costumes, they look quite strange in the eyes of Jun Santai, this group of guys does not seem to be modern people on the earth.

At first, he felt a little bit that he had crossed by himself, but now that he thought about it, it was a little unreasonable, but he still didn't understand what was going on in this place, and he was a little confused.

It may be a good pleasure to stay in this fragrant teahouse, all of which makes Mrs. Jun San feel very fresh, but the purpose of her coming here is not to enjoy, but to come here for something very important. After settling down, he once again swept his gaze to these people who were looking at him, and there was a little sigh in his heart.

This group of people all had a strong aura, and they didn't have the slightest intention of hiding their aura, which scared Jun Santai. At this time, his heart secretly chilled: "Damn! What the hell is this place? How can there be so many strong breaths, I'll go! I'm just here to find someone, don't you scare me so much!"

Every breath sitting on the table of the Eight Immortals was extremely terrifying, and the moment Jun Santai appeared, those eyes stared at him in unison, without concealing it at all, and the curiosity on his face was undoubtedly revealed.

"Uh......" Jun Santai's face was a little weird, and then she smiled awkwardly, and couldn't help but look at the position she was in, feeling that this position was a little delicate.

Looking at Jun Santai's funny appearance, the crowd around him on the Eight Immortals Table suddenly became very quiet, and the silence was terrifying.

But it didn't take long for a middle-aged man dressed in Tsing Yi to suddenly ask, "Yo... This fellow Daoist, dressed quite chic, is it the first time you've been here?"

Listening to the middle-aged man's question, Mrs. Jun was slightly surprised in her heart, and didn't dare to say more, so she smiled at him, didn't say anything, pretended to be very calm, nodded slightly to the middle-aged man, and made a friendly gesture. Immediately, amid the stunned gazes of those around him, he slowly walked to the white-haired and green-clothed old man behind the counter.

The old man didn't want to speak when he noticed his arrival, it was obvious that he was very busy and didn't have time to talk to the third wife.

The old man in Tsing Yi didn't speak, and Mrs. Jun didn't want to bother, he was waiting, waiting for the old man's fingers to stop the abacus before he spoke.

It didn't take long for the old man in Tsing Yi to finally stop the abacus in his hand, and at this moment Jun Santai opened his mouth and asked: "Eh, that? Hello uncle! My name is Jun Santai, I want to find a man with a butterfly mask, does that guy live here?"

As soon as Jun Santai said this, some of the people sitting on the table of the Eight Immortals around him immediately stood up, and they all stared at him with cold eyes, full of anger!

"Hey! Where did you come from, the hairy boy, I don't know the rules too much! Didn't your parents teach you that you should find out the name of someone before you ask them? Hmph.... I don't know the number of etiquette. ”

When Mrs. Jun heard this, she was a little unhappy, and turned her head to look at the person who spoke up, with a little coldness in her eyes.

This person sat at a table of eight immortals, not very tall, wearing a cyan robe, carrying a three-foot breeze on his back, staring at Jun Santai with disdain, with contempt and ridicule in his eyes.

The moment he saw this guy, a trace of anger flashed in Jun Santai's eyes, from here just now, he asked himself if he had offended anyone, he didn't understand why this guy made fun of himself like this, and even his parents were moved out to say something, which was clearly directly scolding his parents for not being educated, and indirectly insulting his parents.

Although Mrs. Jun San was picked up by Yi Tianyan and took home, and I don't know if my parents are still alive, but these Mrs. Jun San don't care much, what makes him most concerned is that he will never allow such a guy to tease him like this, Mrs. Jun San also feels that she must beat this guy, no matter what happens, Mrs. Jun San will beat him until he cries.

Looking at that guy, Mrs. Jun San smiled, and then arched her hand at the old man in Tsing Yi: "I'm sorry! ”

After saying that, Jun Santai raised her feet and left the counter, slowly walked to the man in Tsing Yi with the sword on his back, and stopped at the place where he was fighting.

"What? want to fight?" The man in Tsing Yi with his sword on his back suddenly looked at this posture with contempt on his face, and looked at Jun Santai with disdain, with a disdainful pride in his words.

For the provocation of the sword man in Tsing Yi, Jun San said coldly: "Beat your sister! A guy with such a stinky mouth like you will be beaten to death sooner or later, Lao Tzu advises you to keep your mouth clean, and it is best not to talk about other people's parents in the future, so as not to cause trouble from your mouth, stupid fork! This time Lao Tzu doesn't want to do things, just as you are farting when you say this, if there is a next time, Lao Tzu will kill you stupid eagle!"

As soon as Jun Santai said this, the strong people around him were slightly stunned, and after a while, they all looked interested, watching the development of the situation in the field intently, and felt that this person was quite interesting.

The eyes of everyone in the teahouse were staring directly at the man in Tsing Yi with the sword on his back, with a little playfulness in his eyes, looking forward to watching a good show.

The man in green clothes with a sword in front of the table of the Eight Immortals turned red with anger, and Jun Santai's words made him really a little embarrassed in face, and he didn't know how to refute it, and he was very embarrassed for a while. After he was stunned for a moment, he slapped the Eight Immortals table angrily, and immediately stood up from the chair, and roared with an extremely distorted face: "Boy, are you a disciple of that sect? ”

"I'm the sect's business, stupid eagle!"