The young man ran from upstairs to downstairs, and he didn't see a single person on the three floors, and the whole restaurant ran out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This young man was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he had not experienced many things, so he was so frightened that he trembled, and when he ran out of the door, he tripped over the threshold, fell and fell at the door, knocking out two of his front teeth, and the pain made the young man cry.

The young man got up with difficulty, picked up the two front teeth and put them in his bosom, and wept as he walked towards the door: "Although I am an orphan, my parents should not be disgraced. ”

"Is this the punishment of heaven for me? An old man drank and died, and if I didn't ask, my conscience would be troubled. It just so happened that there was a Chenwan saint in the north of the city, and if she could ask Chenwan saint to help, she would definitely be able to save this old man who drank to death. ”

Because of the missing two front teeth, the young man could not speak clearly, and as he spoke, he ran upstairs again. Hurriedly ran to the third floor, trembling in fright, walked to the old eyebrows, struggled to carry the old eyebrows, and kept talking to himself, saying that he was going to carry the old eyebrows outside the north gate and ask someone to treat the old ones.

It took a lot of effort for the young man to shake one step at a time before he carried the old man down to the third floor. The thin body was so tired that he was covered in sweat, and most of the sweat was the cold sweat that the young man thought that the old eyebrows he was carrying were a dead man.

The young man carried the old eyebrow on his back, stumbled out of the door, and just walked to the threshold, a person rushed towards him, and knocked the young man and the old eyebrow into the restaurant together.

The young man was so frightened that he fell to the ground and fainted when he was struck by this sudden blow.

Lao Yimei was thrown a few steps away, and at the moment he landed, he screamed, sat up from the ground, pointed at Wang Qiang who came in from outside the door, and said angrily: "You rebel, do you want to kill your father?"

Wang Qiang snorted coldly, looked at the young man who had passed out, pointed at the old man angrily, and asked, "Old guy, are you lying again?"

The old man said innocently: "Did you see it? Where did I deceive people?"

Wang Qiang pinched his waist and nodded, "Okay, I didn't see it." Today, I experienced another kidnapping. Old fellow, what do you want? I was kidnapped like this, kidnapped, do you think it's fun? I was publicized by the Holy Maiden of Chenwan today, and I became famous in Lost City, and there will be more people who kidnap me in the future. ”

The old man nodded and said, "It's fun, of course it's fun." Good son, come and pull up for your father, and reward you with a meal today. ”

Wang Qiang stepped forward to raise the old eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Old guy, I haven't eaten for a few days." If you don't tell me to eat again, I'll starve to death. If I starve to death, there will be no one to buy you wine and drink. ”

The elder raised his hand and patted Wang Qiang's shoulder, and said with a strange smile: "As long as you are obedient, my father will not starve you." Today you have become a celebrity, happy for your father. Three days later, when you go to the Holy Dragon Temple on Shajing Mountain to set up a scene, there will be a lot of people who will give rewards. ”

"Good son, if you want to be free, it is not that the father cannot give it to you. If, three days later, you put on a show on Shajing Mountain to perform martial arts, if the audience's reward money is enough to buy wine and drink for your father for a month, you can not put on a show for a month. If the audience gives enough money to buy wine and drink for the father for a year, the father can tell you not to put on a show for a year. What do you think?"

Wang Qiang's hand stretched out in front of the old eyebrow and said with a smile: "This is no problem." You give me money first, and I'll buy something to eat. ”

The old man opened Wang Qiang's hand with an eyebrow, turned around and walked upstairs, and said with a smile as he walked: "Good son, my father has already ordered good wine and food, and I am waiting for you to eat." ”

"My father knew that some of the little girls in the Yuanyuan Opera Troupe couldn't help you at all, and it turned out that this was the case, and you escaped from them smoothly. ”

Wang Qiang heard that there was good wine and food, so he hurriedly ran upstairs.

"Slow down, bring the lad. ”

The old eyebrows said casually, Wang Qiang had to do it. You must act as if you are a weak person, and the weak must obey the words of the strong.

When Wang Qiang picked up the young man on his back and went up to the second floor, he caught up with the old man, who grabbed the young man and raised his hand to slap the young man in the face, which woke the young man up.

The young man was furious and said, "Old man, what are you doing beating me?"

The old man was also furious: "What did you do when you fell me? I was eating and drinking and eating well, and you carried me under my back and fell, what do you say?"

The young man heard his speech and was clear again, and he didn't care about the old eyebrows, so he hurriedly touched his front teeth, and found that the two front teeth were still growing well, and the blood stains on his body were gone, and the young man was confused. What happened just now was like a dream, the front teeth had just been knocked out, but they were still growing in the mouth.

The young man who couldn't find the reason followed Lao Yimei and Wang Qiang back to the third floor.

I saw that Wang Qiang hurriedly rubbed his hands and rubbed his face, and there was a stream of clear water flowing on his hands and face, and he quickly cleaned his hands and noodles, and went to the rice mountain where the nine tables were piled together.

The old man grabbed a chair and sat down, and said to the young man: "See, this kid is my son, that is, the Wang Qiang that your Chenwan Holy Maiden said." If you give me another wine to drink, I will tell you to meet the Holy Maiden Chenwan you want to see here. How's it going?"

The young man said, "Old man, the wine is on the table, you can get it with your hand, and you want me to bring it to you?" You have drunk enough, and if you drink it again, maybe you will really drink to death." ”

The old eyebrows took out an octagonal glass mirror from his sleeve and put it on the ground in front of him, only to see that the beautiful face of the Holy Maiden of Chen Wan appeared in the glass mirror. The picture is getting farther away, and it is the tapir of the Holy Maiden of Chenwan standing on a white cloud. The perspective changed, and below the white clouds driven by the Holy Maiden Chenwan, there was a sea of people, and the place where so many people were was was the scene outside the north gate of Lost City.

When the young man saw the image in the glass mirror, he hurriedly brought a jar of wine from the table to the old man, and said with a smile: "Old man, please drink." I know that you must be an immortal, otherwise there would be no such treasure. How about asking the old man to take me as an apprentice? I'll kowtow to you. ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed when he knelt on the ground.

The old man drank the wine and said with a smile: "My old man does not accept apprentices, for the sake of you kowtowing to me, this restaurant will be rewarded to you in the future." I said I wouldn't tell you to go to the north gate of Lost City, would you? If you go, can you see the face of the Holy Maiden Chenwan so clearly?"

The young man got up and said, "Grandpa, if you don't accept me as an apprentice, I also know that I can't force it." ”

"Now I have a question, I want to ask the fairy grandfather. I was an orphan, and the shopkeeper took me in since I was a child, and treated me like a son, because I didn't have a long memory, so he named me Little Confused. Because the shopkeeper's surname is Wang, I will follow the shopkeeper's surname Wang, and call the king confused. ”

"Our Holy Dragon Empire respects the surnames of Dragon, Chen, and Qian, and the surname Wang has been suppressed, and the world says that the word Wang is the totem of the Tiger Clan, and it should not appear in the Holy Dragon Empire. ”

"Ask the old man, you are an immortal, you must be able to know if this is the case? Do I want to follow the shopkeeper's surname Wang? This is very important to me. ”

"Little confused? haha, it's really a little confused. The Holy Dragon Empire seems to have rich people, but it has no civil rights, and the people in power even have to take care of the surnames of the people. Little confused, do you know what kind of dragon can be called a king?" the old man looked at Wang Qiang, who was eating a lot, and asked casually.

Wang said in a daze: "I heard myths and stories that you must be the Ninety-Five Dragon Venerable to be called the king. ”

The old one smiled and said: "Yes, you must be the Ninth Five-Year Dragon Venerable to be called the king." Because only the Ninety-Five Dragon Venerable would dare to spit out their dragon balls and use them as weapons. When the dragon lord spits out the dragon ball and puts it on the top of his head, it is to demonstrate and show off, which is an action to claim the title of king. ”

"When the dragon venerable spits out the dragon ball, they are all on the ground with the back half of their bodies, their bodies twisting into a bend, and then raising their heads to spit out the dragon balls. It's like this. Think about it, does it look like writing the main character with a brush?"

The old man said as he gestured with his hand, telling the young man Wang to look confused.

Wang nodded in confusion and said, "I understand." If there is no dragon ball in such a ninety-five dragon venerable, it is the king word. It turns out that the word king is also a symbol of the holy dragon totem in the Holy Dragon Empire, and in the future, I will follow the surname of the shopkeeper. ”

The old one smiled and said: "This is called the dragon lord's shape Wang Zixian, and the king character is also the totem of the Dragon Venerable." As for whether you follow the shopkeeper's surname or not, you can't choose, because you are the shopkeeper's son. ”

"Your mother is a fairy among the gods, and she is united with your father, just to continue the bloodline of your Wang family. ”

"Your mother gave birth to you and gave you to your father, who thought you were a child that someone else had lost, so he raised you as a son. ”

"Your Wang family is one of the four major families of the Holy Dragon Empire, your Wang family is not prosperous, and now you are left with this seedling. ”

The young man Wang was confused and hurriedly held another jar of wine for the old man, and said with a smile: "Old man, do you know who my mother is?

The old man nodded and said, "I saw that you were quite pleasing to the eye, so I told you." If you want to find your mother, you must first find the Holy Maiden Chenwan and ask her to tell you that she knows who your mother is. If she is willing to help you, she can ask you to find your mother, and maybe, you can also cultivate to become an immortal. In the future, it will reproduce the past glory of the four major families of the Holy Dragon Empire. ”

The young man Wang said in a daze: "Now the Holy Dragon Empire is one of the six major families, Qianchen Dragon Jia Xuhai. ”

The old one thought for a while, wiped his eyebrows with his hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's not what I remember before." The world is changing, everything is changing, Tianxingjian, a gentleman should be self-improving. Little confused, look in this mirror, those two little guys are about to fight. Check it out, and maybe you'll have something to gain from the club. ”

Wang was confused and really looked at the image in the glass mirror, only to see that outside the north gate of Lost City, two or three miles away from the crowd, two small ones, only about 100 zhang high, known as the Sheephorn Mountain, Lin Jie, who was holding a knife in his hand, and Concubine Yan who was holding a knife in his hand, stood on the top of the two peaks, and they did not start to fight.