The pavilion is made of similar material to the palace, like a white jade carving.

Qiao Mu was in it, but he didn't feel much of it.

Unlike the others, he knew all about it very well.

Whether it is the dark clouds above the sky, or the white jade palace, and the dense mountains and forests within the palace, they are actually a kind of "illusion".

Or it can't be called an "illusion", but a projection of another world.

Even if it's just a projection, in Qiao Mu's opinion, all this is very real.

There is no doubt that the man sitting with his back to him is the ruler of the main city of time and space!

Exhaling lightly, Qiao Mu looked at everything like a mirror, walked directly to the opposite of the man, and sat on the stool carved from white jade.

He looked up at the person opposite. The other party's appearance seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and he couldn't see it clearly at all, but he could vaguely see that the person didn't look at him, but looked into the distance, which seemed extremely "illusory".

After hesitating, Qiao Mu gave up the idea of spending prestige to see the other party's appearance clearly, and instead looked down.

On the jade table between the two, there is a silver wine jug and two delicate wine glasses, all of which are "real".

The glass also seems to be silver, with a wide mouth and three legs, and some strange runes are engraved on the body of the glass, somewhat similar to the ancient jue.

Qiao Mu grabbed the flask and filled the two glasses with wine, pushing one of them in front of the man, and the other in his hand.

He took a sip and noticed that the taste was somewhat familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the luscious taste was very similar to monkey wine.

The number of planes connected to the tavern is now increasing, and some guests who enter have discovered this special brew from all planes.

Although the taste of monkey wine varies from plane to plane, it is not so precious after all.

It wasn't until Qiao Mu had finished drinking a full glass of wine that the man came to his senses.

He seemed surprised that Qiao Mu appeared so quickly, but when he saw the wine glass on the table, he showed a distressed look and said, "Why do you secretly drink people's wine?" ”

His appearance also became clear and "real".

It was a sloppy old Taoist priest, dressed in a shabby Taoist robe, with messy hair and yellow at the corners of his eyes.

His nose was red, wrinkled and wrinkled, and his entire face was wrinkled.

The first moment he saw his face, a thought appeared in Qiao Mu's heart.

Suppressing the strangeness in his heart, Qiao Mu said quietly: "Didn't you just invite me to drink the wine here?" ”

"That being said, it's not the same thing as giving from someone else and taking from yourself, right?" The sloppy Taoist priest said and grabbed another wine glass and took a sip of it.

"Really?" Qiao Mu noncommittally brought the flask and poured himself another full glass.

The sloppy Taoist priest glared at him and said, "Why are you so rude? ”

"You're polite?" Qiao Mu pointed to the ground and sky, and said, "You probably forgot that you are a thief if you don't tell you, right?" ”

"Wasn't that saying hello to you?" The sloppy Taoist priest said.

"I said not now." Qiao Mu looked at each other.

Under his gaze, the scruffy Taoist priest's wrinkled face gradually relaxed, and his mouth was slightly cracked, revealing two big yellow teeth.

Qiao Mu's hand shook slightly, and he put down the half-drunk wine.

"The little guy really has no conscience." The sloppy Taoist priest said.

Qiao Mu didn't speak, but looked at him with a frown.

Despite the many doubts in his heart, Qiao Mu did not know how to say it.

The main thing is that he doesn't know if the other party will give his true answer.

"I'm here to get my pay back." The sloppy Taoist priest took the initiative to speak.

Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?" ”

The scruffy priest reached into his arms and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper.

He spread the paper on the table and smiled, "Look, that's what you promised." ”

Qiao Mu frowned, he felt a strange power from the paper, faintly implicated in himself.

But he thought about it for a long time, he had never signed any contract or anything like that, but the other party's determined appearance, coupled with the feeling of his consciousness looking for that, made him have to look down.

It didn't take long for him to see the contents of the paper clearly, and to see a familiar mark in its corner.

The sloppy priest pushed the paper forward and said, "Probably your human body has limited your thinking, but I have to remind you that this paper contract is approved by you." ”

Some of the originally blurry images became clear in Qiao Mu's eyes.

"Your 'uncle' is a wise man," said the sloppy priest with a strange smile on his face, "and even if he was told that he could take everything away from you, he resisted the temptation. ”

The sloppy Taoist priest smiled and said, "Of course, in the final analysis, it is because this is part of our contract, haha, don't be grateful, my reputation has always been good." ”

Qiao Mu bowed his head slightly, and the memories that had been sealed for some reason became clear.

Regarding the alliance formed by the main cities of those planes, he had a clearer understanding.

When the Union was solid, it resembled many of today's polities, with idealists, careerists, pragmatists, vagabonds, and poets who had lost their possessions......

In addition to politicians, there are also many businessmen of all kinds.

In a way, the merchant is the most critical factor in the existence of the alliance.

The sloppy Taoist priest in front of him is a businessman in the alliance.

Qiao Mu couldn't think of anything more, but he remembered that after the node of the central city exploded, his consciousness disappeared into the earth.

The serious illness when he was a child was related to the awakening of "consciousness", and it was also at that time that the sloppy Taoist priest found him, and the two sides signed a contract.

As for the kind-hearted uncle, it was simply a person sent by this sloppy Taoist priest to protect himself according to the contract, and he occupied the uncle's body.

"I was all premeditated by myself?" The arbor gave birth to a sense of absurdity.

"Or that all this is just a reincarnation, that he is just another person who is from the same source as 'me'." Qiao Mu thought to himself.

His heart was inexplicably much more comfortable.

After pondering for a moment, Qiao Mu looked up at the sloppy Taoist priest and said, "I will fulfill the contract." ”

As the words fell, a golden page of paper appeared in his hand.

When the paper appeared, the scruffy Taoist priest's eyes showed obvious joy.

"It's yours." Qiao Mu pushed the golden paper forward, and suddenly the scruffy Taoist priest's face became surprised.

He grabbed the golden page, reached out and crumpled it, stuffed it into the wine glass in front of him, and shook it slightly, and the transparent wine turned golden.

"Cheers." He raised his glass and smiled at Qiao Mu.

The arbor did not move.

The sloppy Taoist priest laughed and poured the golden liquor into his mouth.