To the north of the Gods and Demons Continent, there is a huge empire named "Chi", and the imperial capital of "Chi" is in the north, named "Kangchang", but "Kangchang" extends to the north, and there is a mountain called "Beiling".

In fact, "Beiling" is not the name of a mountain, but the name of a mountain range, at this time in December, the snow-capped mountain range is wrapped in a layer of silver, covered by ice and snow, the mountain is strong wind, the clouds are shrouded, and you can vaguely see hundreds of peaks looming in the misty clouds and mist, which seems extremely mysterious.

There are many towns under the Beiling Mountains, one of which is named "Beiling Town" because it is built on the mountain

The December day was already extremely cold, but the day before yesterday there was another heavy snowfall, and the heavy snow covered the town, and from a high point it looked like it was covered in snow, extremely beautiful, and extremely cold.

In such weather, even the town of Beiling, which was originally full of people, is a little lonely, the streets are empty, and there are occasionally some children chasing and playing snowball fights on the streets, and it is difficult to see other adults.

At this time, two people slowly walked in the streets of Beiling Town, one was an old man in a black robe and white hair, his eyes were as indifferent as a starry sky, and the other was a young man in a black long jacket, the young man's eyebrows were clear and beautiful, but his eyes were full of sorrow.

Looking at the snowy streets, the young man couldn't help but think of his sister who was far away on the other planet, wondering if she would be able to take care of herself in the cold winter of December

It seemed that he saw the young man's thoughts, and the old man in the black robe patted the young man's shoulder, probably because he couldn't empathize, and he didn't know how to comfort him

The cold wind howled, rolling up the ice and slapping on the young man's delicate face, interrupting the young man's thoughts, and he tightened his collar with his hand, recovering a trace of warmth.

These two people are Miguang and the black-robed old man who came to the Gods and Demons Continent from Planet W.

On the way here, Miguang learned that the black-robed old man's name was "Xiao Dingyan", and he was a sage of the Holy Land.

It's just that he doesn't know why he brought him to the fairy world since Xiao Dingyan is a person from the holy realm, since he came to the fairy world, he has been here for a few days and has done nothing.

Today, Miguang finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked: "I said Xiao Lao, what are we doing here every day?" Beiling Town is so big, how many times have we gone back and forth, just as if this street has been visited three times today, I will leave with my eyes closed." ”

Without listening to Miguang's complaints, Xiao Dingyan pointed to the door in front of him and said, "Okay, we're here." ”

Miguang stopped his steps and looked in the direction of Xiao Dingyan, he carefully looked at the house in front of him, trying to see what the doorway was, but he didn't find anything special when he looked left and right, he only understood that the plaque was written with the words "full of fragrance", he turned his head to look at Xiao Dingyan suspiciously, but found that he had pushed the door in, he hurriedly chased after him, and the thick cotton shoes squeaked on the ground, and left a string of shoe prints...

As soon as I entered the door, the fragrance was overflowing, and the people who choked on the thick spicy smell swallowed their saliva.

This is a unique taste of food, intoxicating, yearning, hot pot butter, high temperature stir-fry spices, burst green onions, ginger and garlic, pour in water, wait for the water to boil, thick and fragrant hot pot soup pot appears in front of people's eyes.

Pick up a piece of snowflake beef with a moderate thickness between chopsticks, put it into the pot, the tip of the chopsticks slashes over the floating pepper, passes through the rushing bubbles, returns to the small dish with the sauce, dips evenly and sends it to the mouth, Xiao Dingyan chews with a look of enjoyment, as if he is satisfied with eating dragon meat and phoenix wings.

Mimitsu looked at him calmly, holding back her anger and not pouring a soup pot in front of her from the top of his head.

"Have you heard, the worship of the Immortal Green Sect is about to begin?"

A middle-aged man drank the sake from the glass in one gulp, and the spicy wine burned through the esophagus and into the stomach, and a warm breath dispelled the cold in his body.

Since ancient times, how many literati and writers have been coquettish with the strength of wine, and how many depressed idlers have used the strength of wine to talk about gossip, and the tavern has always been their best home.

Miguang also seemed to understand the meaning of Xiao Dingyan's coming, silently picked up a piece of yellow throat, scalded the red-hot soup pot, put it into his mouth and chewed it carefully, and silently listened to the chatter of the two middle-aged men at the next table.

After half of the wine, the heat of the hot pot made the cheeks of the two of them slightly hot and red, and another middle-aged fat man who was slightly gorgeously dressed said: "I heard that the Xianqing Sect has not received satisfactory disciples for several years, there are so many immortal sects in the world, and the Xianqing Sect is only one of the hundreds, and the overlord of the immortal realm back then is only one of the hundreds."

The middle-aged man wiped his fingertips on the wine mouth, sneered, and said casually: "Heh, but Er'er, don't you know the three outstanding young figures of the Xianqing Sect? Li Nuo'er, Liao Haitian, and Liu Yuhang. The qualifications of the three of them are all ranked in the history of the Gods and Demons Continent, and there are such outstanding young talents, you actually say that the Immortal Qing Sect is not enough?"

The middle-aged fat man was also a little annoyed when he heard the sarcasm in his tone, and retorted: "Who doesn't have a young talent? Li Hongyu of the Beihai Sect, Shi Yan of the Desolate God Sect, and Ye Xiufan of the Qinglin Sect, which one of them is not a well-known young talent? Not to mention the five peaks of the Northern Spirit, no, it should be said that it is the four peaks of the Northern Spirit, I don't know what the Immortal Qingzong is crazy about, and he actually gave the inheritance of Jianxiao Peak to a drunkard, I think there must be no one in the afterword." Having said that, the strength of the five peaks of the Northern Spirit is too different from the heyday, let's just say that some time ago, the Yunlan Sect went to challenge the Xianqing Sect, although it lost, it was still glorious to lose, after all, people are only a second-class sect."

The middle-aged man poked the sauce in Fluttershy with the tip of his chopsticks, then tasted it, and said unhappily, "If you lose, you lose, so what's so shameful even if you lose."

Gossip is like that, having one side to support one's point of view leads to a small quarrel.

Miguang listened to the conversation between the two silently, scalding the cabbage by himself, waiting for the moment when he could eat.

At this time, the door full of incense was pushed open again, mixed with the inflow of wind and snow, and the temperature in the house dropped suddenly.

The shopkeeper hurriedly came over to greet him, but saw that this person was dressed in rags and smelled of alcohol, like a beggar. Xiao Er stretched out his hand to stop him with a look of disgust, wanting to kick him out.

At this time, Xiao Dingyan, who was originally cooking beef shabu, suddenly stopped his chopsticks, looked at the place, and shouted: "That's my guest, bring him over." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Er couldn't say anything, and led the drunk over in line with the principle that the customer is God

Xiao Er said: "This guest officer, this friend of yours is really dressed a little bit, if other guests ask, I can't say it."

No matter how difficult the problem is, it will be solved after Xiao Dingyan takes out a silver ingot.

I saw that Xiao Er's face changed as fast as turning a book, and the corners of his grinning mouth were about to drag to the root of his ears.

"This master, you eat and drink well, if you need anything, just tell the little one"

Seeing Xiao Er's appearance of nodding and bowing, Miguang once again felt the unique magic of money, and also felt that money is really the root of all evil

The drunk sat down, his slightly drunken eyes skimming Mikoichi

The eye said, "Is that this the person?"