Qiao Mu's head has always been dizzy, and he never dared to regard that dirt-like guy as the famous Guan Er Ye in history. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info just thinking about it carefully, he felt more and more that it was possible, after all, this inexplicable change in the tavern was already magical enough, and it was not impossible for Guan Yu to appear here.

He wrapped the tortoise mark and looked out the door, still foggy. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see the second person appear. After hesitating for a while, he finally closed the door and went upstairs to sleep. What he didn't know was that at the same time as he closed the door, Second Brother Guan, who was carrying the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, reappeared, followed by a man with a leopard's head and eyes and a man with extremely long hands and ears.

Early the next morning, Wren was awakened by a knock on the door. Crying and shouting came from the doorway, mixed with shrill sirens.

Qiao Mu rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened the door. He was taken aback when he saw the scene outside the door. I saw a circle of people on the smooth street, and there was an ambulance in the middle. In front of him, there were two people lying on the ground moaning, their faces somewhat familiar. There were several dead snakes around the two men, and there were mottled blood stains on the ground.

"What's going on?" The arbor's head was clear.

A young policeman in uniform looked at Qiao Mu and asked, "Are you the master here?" ”

Qiao Mu nodded.

"Do you know them?" The policeman pointed to several people on the ground.

Qiao Mu felt a little familiar, and he tried to lean over and saw a swollen face. When the man saw the tree, he screamed "wow" in horror, trembling and looking terrified.

Qiao Mu was full of doubts, and in the face of the police's inquiring eyes, he hesitated: "I shouldn't know." ”

The young policeman was about to continue asking, but was called by another older policeman, and the two whispered a few words, and the young policeman glanced at Wren, and walked over and asked a few questions casually, with a completely different attitude from before.

Police cars and ambulances left one after another, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

The trendy aunt surnamed Liu, who ran a cigarette shop, who Qiao Mu first met, came over mysteriously and asked, "Little Qiao, why did you get into trouble with Cheng Feihong?" ”

Joe...... Why not call it Diao!

The corners of Qiao Mu's mouth twitched: "Auntie can call me Xiaomu, who is Cheng Feihong?" ”

"Who doesn't know who opened a store in this film, aren't those guys just now all Cheng Feihong's people?" Aunt Liu asked.

Uncle Song from the hardware store next door interjected: "Didn't he come yesterday, I heard him say that he seems to want to buy your store at a low price, hey, this kid, I didn't expect the lack of virtue to come to this one." ”

Qiao Mu suddenly said: "It turned out to be him, but what happened when they were lying outside......

Halfway through speaking, Qiao Mu came to his senses. The dream-like scene of last night came to mind, making him stunned.

"Hey, little Joe...... Xiaomu, what's wrong with you? Auntie patted Qiao Mu on the shoulder.

Qiao Mu woke up: "I just thought of something else, you talk." With that, he hurried back to the store.

Looking at his back, Aunt Liu pouted and said, "Hmph, Lao Qiao is still a cultural person, why is my nephew so rude." ”

……

Back in the store, Qiao Mu opened the drawer, looked at the red cloth bag, and gently opened it, revealing a bronze turtle print. His face changed, as if he was smiling, and there was a rather absurd feeling in his heart.

"Not dreaming!"

"Lao Tzu really saw Guan Yu!"

"Oh my God, could it be that this tavern connects the three kingdoms, and Lao Tzu is so developed?"

Qiao Mu sometimes giggled, sometimes stunned, until there was a gurgling sound in his stomach. He touched his belly, wrapped the bronze turtle print and stuffed it into his pocket, and walked out of the room.

Outside a hasty breakfast, he walked out of the street. After two bus trips, he arrived at an antique market in the city.

After a long morning, all the replies he got were either "get out" or "don't fool Lao Tzu with imitations", and the highest bid was only a thousand yuan for the sake of good workmanship.

"Damn, this is the official seal used by Guan Yu." Qiao Mu muttered, and was blasted out as a neurotic.

Frustrated, returning to the tavern, Qiao Mu sighed, took out his phone and began to post.

"If you get a tavern that connects to the ancients, by the way, you can't go over by yourself, but the ancients can come over, then what will you do?"

Ten minutes after the post was posted, there were only seven or eight responses.

First floor: The landlord woke up and moved bricks.

2nd Floor: I've read too many novels.

3rd Floor: Are you writing a novel?

Fourth floor: I want Diao Chan to Diao Chan to Diao Chan, and say important things three times.

……

Qiao Mu reluctantly put down his phone and held his chin in thought. It's a bit unreliable to pretend to be deep, and the next time you meet the ancients, you may have to find a way to get some gold. If Guan Yu reappears, he will simply identify himself directly, disguised as an immortal sooner or later, he will have to wear a goof.

With this thought, Qiao Mu lost his mind to do business. He closed the door, closed his eyes and lay on the mattress, and soon fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already 6 p.m., he opened the door of the store, went outside to buy a bag of instant noodles, ate it, and then leaned back in his chair and fell asleep.

Time ticked and he was woken up by the shrill sound of an alarm clock. It was 11:55 a.m. Qiao Mu looked at the electronic clock on the wall, and Dingbei City was still displayed on it. Five minutes passed quickly, and just as the time was displayed at 23:59:59, a strong feeling of vertigo struck. Qiao Mu was in a trance, and when he came back to his senses, the content displayed on the electronic clock had changed, and in the Three Kingdoms period, it was the twelfth year of Jian'an.

Outside the door, there was a fog and a mystery. After waiting for a long time and not seeing anyone coming, Qiao Mu tried to get closer, stretched out his hand and pushed, still feeling the power of the block. It's like a soft plastic film, blocking it.

"If my strength reaches a certain level, can I break through?" Qiao Mu suddenly had this strange thought.

He tried to reach out his fist and smash it, but before he could hit the fog, he felt a sharp pain.

"Oops." His fist felt like it was smashing against the stone, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't help but gasp.

He looked up in amazement, and suddenly saw a man walk in. As soon as the man saw Qiao Mu, he shouted with surprise on his face: "Immortal family, I'm here to bother again." ”

"Are you Guan Yunchang?" Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows, his heart was excited, but he had a rare calm face. Even he himself wondered how calm he was.

Guan Yu was even more excited, and the red on his face seemed to deepen a little. He arched his hand towards Qiao Mu: "I didn't expect the Immortal Family to know Yu." ”

Qiao Mu was embarrassed: "You come in first and sit." ”

After pouring a pot of wine, Qiao Mu took out a plate of fried peanuts from the back of the bar and handed a pair of chopsticks to Guan Yu.

Guan Erye's face turned red, and he took it flattered, and ate one under the signal of Qiao Mu, and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Actually, I'm not an immortal." Arbor secluded road.

Guan Yu was stunned and looked at him dumbfounded: "But this is not the world at all, is it ......?"

His face changed suddenly, and he almost jumped up in fright: non-human and non-immortal, is this the legendary ghost shop?