Changlong Restaurant.

Luo Chenmu looked at the four names of the hotel in front of him, a little stunned.

I didn't expect this bad old man to bring him to this place.

You must know that he was poisoned by rat poison by the owner of the Daping Hotel opposite the night before, the purpose of which was to blame the Changlong Restaurant. At that time, I was in this restaurant and ordered a meat skewer for about 20 yuan!

I didn't expect it to be here again after only two days.

"Although this shop is not very high-end, the roast chicken is very delicious, and it is a must in Xishan City."

The bad old man introduced Luo Chenmu with a smile on his face.

He felt that Luo Chenmu, as a second-grade martial artist, and even when he traveled, he was accompanied by two first-grade martial artists, he must be the eldest son of the family, or a high-ranking disciple of a powerful sect, this kind of person, what delicacies from the mountains and seas have not been eaten.

So I think I should take Luo Chenmu to taste the characteristics.

And the roast chicken in this house is really good.

"Yes."

Luo Chenmu nodded.

In the days when he delivered takeaways, he delivered roast chicken to many people.

But he never ate it himself.

Not for anything else, no money.

It's just that two days have passed, and his state of mind standing here has long been very different.

"Elder Wang, you're here."

Seeing the bad old man enter the restaurant, the waiter did not have a bad service attitude because he was wearing a greasy security suit, but greeted him very warmly, and even the boss not far away, when he saw Wang Lao coming in, he hurriedly walked over from the crowd.

"Brother Wang, what kind of wind blew you over?"

The attitude was respectful, not at all like what an ordinary old man should have, and even the guests he had just greeted were cold to the side, and as soon as he came up, he excitedly held the hands of the bad old man.

It's not dirty.

"Prepare a private room for me and this little friend."

"We have something to discuss."

Old man Wang waved his hand and completely commanded the boss.

"Okay."

"Okay."

"Follow me."

The boss glanced at Luo Chenmu and the big black and black behind him, obediently chose to shut up, didn't ask more, and personally led the bad old man and Luo Chenmu into a relatively quiet private room, and after ordering some dishes, he went out respectfully.

It's just that there is a little wonder in my heart, how can this young man be so familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere.

And of course he did!

When Luo Chenmu came to pick up takeaway, he bumped into him for I don't know four or five or six times.

"This boss is really respectful to you."

Waiting for others to leave, Luo Chenmu laughed.

In the huge private room, only he and the bad old man were left.

Da Hei Erhei was sent outside the door by Luo Chenmu, like a man in an iron tower, and was not allowed to enter.

"It's just a small favor, just help him change some feng shui here."

The bad old man didn't seem to care, and waved his hand casually. It's just that the sorrow on his face can't be hidden.

Feng Shui, but his specialty!

It can even be said that his attainments in martial arts are not worth mentioning at all compared to Feng Shui. His martial arts are a first-class grade, but if feng shui also has a grade, he can be ranked in the third or fourth grade!

There are few rivals in the world.

"Feng Shui Master?"

Luo Chenmu glanced at the old man in surprise, he didn't expect you to have this ability.

When it comes to feng shui, he originally believed in seven or eight points.

I have even read some biographies about this, what is the chief royal feng shui master of Hong Kong's richest man Li Ka-shing, the feng shui battle of the skyscraper bank building in Shanghai, and Bill Gates's trip to Jingbei City, one is more mysterious than the other.

At that time, he couldn't wait to be a part of it and experience it for himself.

But today, he has believed it thoroughly!

It's not because the bad old man in front of him is a feng shui master, but the main system of the family!

Among the servants exchanged inside, there are legendary things such as fierce ghosts, beasts, monsters, and zombies, which proves that these all exist, and they all have them, not to mention Feng Shui!

"Yes."

The bad old man nodded, "Introduce it formally." ”

"Contemptible Wang Mingxuan, the word Xuanguang, the teacher of Kui Fengdao, there are six out of eighty today! There is no door and no faction, scattered people, good at public opinion, broken feng shui, and now he is a security guard at Xishan University. ”

The voice was solemn, and there was no trace of the original flow.

"Eighty-six!"

Luo Chenmu's eyes narrowed.

I really didn't expect this bad old man to be eighty-six!

But it looks like he is fifty or sixty years old, a whole year or two younger!

"Good maintenance."

"Good maintenance."

Wang Mingxuan smiled.

But he and Luo Chenmu both knew that this was the merit of a first-class martial artist, and the Xuan Qi in his body was not cultivated in vain.

"Since there is a master and a heritage, why do you say that there is a scattered person?" Luo Chenmu asked.

"The master died a long time ago, and I am the only one, there is no senior brother, no junior sister, and no sect, so I am a scattered person." Wang Mingxuan replied, "When I got the teacher, it was just by chance. ”

"You also know what kind of situation China was like seventy or eighty years ago. Not long after following the master, the master was blown up by the little devil's shell. ”

"Since then, I've been self-taught while traveling!"

Luo Chenmu nodded.

Seventy or eighty years ago, when China was in turmoil and the people were struggling to make a living, it was not easy to survive.

"Then I don't know where Mr. Luo is taught?"

Wang Mingxuan was a little embarrassed.

It's been ten minutes.

The two chatted for more than ten minutes!

But it was all this Luo Chenmu who was asking himself, not only did he dig his bottom clean, but he told him whether he was wearing underwear or not, and even forty years ago, he told Luo Chenmu about becoming the president of Xishan University for some reason.

But this little guy was very slippery and didn't say anything.

If he doesn't take the initiative to mention it again, I'm afraid that by the end of two hours, his more than 2 million yuan will really be spent in vain, and Mao doesn't know!

"No teacher, self-taught." Luo Chenmu shrugged.

"Self-taught。。。。。。" Wang Mingxuan only felt that his eye circles were a little dark.

You bluff!

Can a second-grade martial artist be self-taught?

Don't talk about myself, I've worked hard for decades to be a first-class martial artist, without inheritance, you can't even feel the Xuan Qi, how can you become a martial artist!

You obviously don't want to answer!

"Then where does Master Luo's family live?"

The corners of Wang Mingxuan's mouth twitched and continued to ask.

"The unspeakable." Luo Chenmu replied.

“。。。。。。”

"Then who else is in Gongzi Luo's family?"

"Loved ones!"

"Then does Young Master Luo have a house in Xishan City?"

"Rent a house!"

"Do you have a car?"

"You buy it for me?"

"Are you married?"

"You introduce me to a girlfriend?"

Wang Chaoxuan asked if he didn't have a match, and he could see that if he didn't say anything about this time, Luo Chenmu wouldn't say anything.

But he felt that his affairs would have to wait a while.

The vibe is not enough!

This kind of thing, it is better to wait until you are full of food and drink and enthusiasm to talk about it, so that the success rate is higher.

"Come, come, eat."

Soon, the food and wine came, and Wang Chaoxuan beckoned Luo Chenmu to move his chopsticks.