A new noodle restaurant has opened on the main street of the town, with an ordinary name: Lao Li Noodle Restaurant.

On the opening day, more than 20 tables in the noodle restaurant were full, but fortunately, Li De was prepared and temporarily hired two young people to help, which barely survived the first day.

With the background of old customers, coupled with the fact that I heard that the new young shopkeeper talked comfortably, and looked dignified, the business of Lao Li Noodle Restaurant has always been very good, compared to setting up a stall, it is considered that the income has doubled, and every night after closing, Li De likes to smoke dry tobacco, sitting at the first table at the opposite door, squinting at the young man who is playing with the abacus behind the counter, listening to the amount of silver he finally reported, I only feel that the fatigue of the day is also relieved.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

It's autumn.

The young shopkeeper sat against the wall, holding a yellowed book in one hand, and two people walked in slowly, with an ordinary face and an unusually plump beautiful woman with her hands on the table, holding the magnificent chest scenery, and said with a smile: "Qi Xiao shopkeeper, I don't see that he is still a reader." ”

The maid on the side stood timidly aside.

Qi Wang put down the book and said with a smile: "Sister Lin is smiling, I have nothing to do to read miscellaneous books, where can I be called a reader, are you still the same?"

The beautiful woman nodded casually, reached out and picked up the book and scanned it, it was full of dry and difficult to understand terms and strange patterns, it looked like a strange book describing the cultivators on the mountain, the woman was not suspicious, after all, there are many such miscellaneous books under the mountain, and it is rare to really have a person with cultivation qualifications.

The woman was reading, Qi Wang was looking at the large snow-white ravines in front of her, the man's nature, although he was separated by a touch, was still captured by the beautiful woman, smiled strongly, and asked softly, "Is it good-looking?"

Qi Wang said helplessly: "Sister, don't be joking. ”

The beautiful woman laughed and laughed: "It's really a kid, it's faster, my sister is hungry." ”

The little red-faced maid and the beautiful woman sat down on the ground.

Li De, who came out of the back kitchen with melon seeds, glanced at the two bowls of dumplings that Qi Wang had memorized, and was not busy going back to cook, but put his big hand on the young man's shoulder, and said with a wicked smile: "Qi Wang, why don't you just find one like this?" Although the proprietress of this rouge shop is a little older, she has a lot of money, and it is enough for you to work hard for half a lifetime. ”

Qi Wang rolled his eyes.

Li De walked to the back kitchen with a strange smile: "Think about it." ”

The young shopkeeper rubbed his cheeks and looked down to read, but he could always feel that the soft watery gaze not far away would stop on him from time to time.

The title of the book is "Miscellaneous Records of Different Cultivators", which is an ancient book that records various miscellaneous sects and off-path branches on the way to cultivation, normally speaking, this kind of book is not worth a few dollars in the cultivation world, even ordinary forces can get it, but Qi Wang's book is different.

Not only did he record this information on it, but more importantly, there was an extremely detailed cultivation method in this book!

On the surface, there is only half a finger thick miscellaneous record, but in fact, the word count information contained is far from enough to store even if the whole room is filled with books.

Spiritual, physical, danshi, warrior, chanter, puppeteer, alchemist...... And so on, and so on.

Such precious things can be used as a sect, a force or the foundation of the inheritance of the dynasty on the mountain, the more detailed the method in the later stage of cultivation, the more precious it is, the most of this book in Qi Wang's hand can reach the threshold of entering the ancient world, and a few can even touch the Huayuan, even if you look at the entire northern region, it can be regarded as a rare treasure.

That's it, but on top of this miscellaneous record of different cultivators, there are two veins, which are actually complete spiritual and void inheritances.

Reciters.

Puppeteer.

Ten years ago, Yu Wanxiang was precisely because he inadvertently found this thing in the stall, entered with one foot, and then cultivated the spiritual and physical cultivation on it, and ascended all the way to the sky, so that he became the name of the demon talent in the Northern Regions.

It can be said that this miscellaneous record of heterogeneous cultivation is the origin of Qi Wang.

And the author of this book is named Yu Wanxiang.

An ancient man who has long since died out in the rolling red dust of history, and there is no trace of him.

The current Qi Wang is just a spiritual power clone, just a ball of energy, unable to cultivate, his body is weak and fragile, but his remnant soul will be the key point to determine whether he can turn over.

Nowadays, spirituality is the main thing, and the reciter and the body are divided into the remaining half, and the partial branches such as the puppeteer can also be regarded as the same line as the contemplator.

Generally speaking, cultivators in the world are nothing more than cultivating three things.

Cultivate the spirit, absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and strengthen your body.

Cultivate the body, temper the body, and have infinite strength.

Cultivate thoughts, discover the sea of knowledge, stimulate the spirit, and dominate everything with the majestic power of the invisible and colorless.

In addition, there are various side lines, whether it is Dan Master, Formation Master, Fu Gong Warlock, Shapeshifter, Orc, Nirvana Master, but all the tens of thousands of branches are derived from their three main veins, each with its own merits and uniqueness.

Spiritual cultivation and physical cultivation are no longer practical for Qi Wang, but there is still a glimmer of opportunity for meditation.

He is now in love with the puppeteer's business.

In the history of the cultivation world, it is not uncommon for a low-level puppet master to control a strong puppet or puppet, or a large number of crowd tactics, or a single puppet with terrifying power and monstrous power, in the history of the cultivation world, it is not that there has never been a low-level puppet master who controls the strong puppet or puppet and easily crosses the level of battle.

In ancient legends, there were even puppeteers who were alone, killed enemy forces, and overthrew a large sect of 10,000 people with endless puppets.

Nowadays, it is not the cultivators who are willing to go this way, but the detailed guidance of cultivation methods, or rather.

Inheritance.

There have been too many great changes in the history of the cultivation world, and many precious inheritances and factions have dissipated and perished in the torrent of time, leaving only sporadic records and legends.

Qi Wang has been wandering in the Northern Regions for ten years, and he has met countless minds, but the puppeteer has no hands, and the strongest one of them is also worthy of the ancients, not because he is not talented enough, but because he has no follow-up cultivation method, so he can only grope alone.

On the way of cultivation, condensing the core, gathering infants, entering the ancients, and transforming the yuan, until the achievement of giants and the attainment of the Tao and the Spiritual Void, this is the class that divides the power today.

Thinking about it, there were two bowls of hot chaos that disrupted Qi Wang's thoughts, he reached out and took the wooden plate from Li De's hand, walked to the table of the two women, and said with a smile: "The wontons are here, be careful of scalding." ”

The little maid fluttered her little face and whispered thank you, and the beautiful woman took the bowl seemingly unintentionally, but in fact, she gently rubbed the oil on the back of the young man's hand, and her eyes were like silk: "Qi Xiaoshopkeeper, why don't you sit down and eat some together." ”

The young man did not squint, withdrew his hand and returned to the station, politely refusing the kindness.

Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, this woman who can sit on the ground and suck the soil can't afford to provoke.

Looking at the neat young man, the beautiful woman inevitably had some resentment, glared at the young man who bowed his head behind the counter, and bit the wonton in the spoon as if venting his anger.

I don't know what to do.

Soon, the young shopkeeper raised his head and frowned slightly.

He looked out the door.

There was a tall horse with a red black body, strong and strong, and immediately turned over and walked down, walking in front of the blue-shirted young man in brocade and jade clothes, with a Xianbei jade belt at his waist, and a paper fan beating his palm, he walked into the house with a smile: "If Boss Lin doesn't dislike it, Xiaosheng can accompany her." ”

opened a rouge shop, Lin Huamiao, who was also a wealthy family in Honghu Town, had a slightly stiff face at the moment, and the maid shook her body even more, and unconsciously leaned towards the woman.

How did this scourge come back?

Oh, by the way, it's autumn now, and it's time for the schools in Qingyang City to go on vacation.

Qi Wang only glanced at the blue-shirted young man, and paid more attention to the groveling and dog-legged man behind him.

"Li Liuzhi ......" The young shopkeeper can still vaguely see the outline of his youthful appearance from him, but it is a pity that the head held high and rushed to take the lead everywhere, the best child king in Yangliu Lane, has been crushed by life, rickety like a wild dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

Qi Wang couldn't help but think of Li De's daughter-in-law who shouted out his sister-in-law, and the vigor of showing off her son's appearance a few days ago.

Can you have a dozen taels of money in a month?

Quite a lot.

But it's not good.

Li Liuzhi also saw the young man standing behind the counter, his eyes touched and did not stop.

The little affection in childhood, the shallow family affection, has long been lost in these years, and now he is back in Yangliu Lane, which time is not full of spirit, words and deeds, whose men, women and children are not envious and awe-inspiring?

This is what he did as a cow and a horse in the Zhang family, but he didn't get it in exchange for a talent, how could he not raise his neck higher?

The more he came into contact with these worlds above, the more Li Liuzhi felt that the original world could be like this, and the world could be like this.

Kindness, Reason, Principles?

Fuck the shit.

As long as Lao Tzu has money and power, what can't he do?

If you fail to do it, it only means that the money is not in place and the power is not enough.

This is the mantra that he engraved on his bedside table and mounted on the wall after hearing it from Young Master Zhang's mouth, and remembered it every day.

Qi Wang watched as the blue-shirted young man sat down at the table where the second daughter was sitting.

Yuxiang Street, Zhang Yuanwai, Zhang Family's son-in-law.

Not...... It seems to be called Zhang Qian.

A little impression,When I was a child, it was notoriously flamboyant.,When I was in the town school.,The tone of voice.,The way of behavior.,That's called a perverse.,The temper of everyone's son is vividly expressed.,Because of its character,Very few peers get along with it.,It seems very withdrawn.。

Qi Wang still remembers that Li Liuzhi, who was the head of their group of children, looked down on this sissy and yin and yang Zhang Qian the most when he was a child, if it weren't for the elders in the family who repeatedly strictly ordered them not to provoke the Zhang family, they even planned to secretly put a sack on his head and knock a few bricks.

In the words of Li Liuzhi at that time: Like a girl, she speaks aggressively, and she looks like the king of heaven and me all day long, and I deserve to be beaten, and there are a few hanging money in the family, what are you angry about?

It's a pity that the world is impermanent.

The person he despises the most, but he has lived the most envied when he grows up.

And the group of little kids who don't know anything have finally become silent under the repeated pressure of life, running desperately for a few hanging money that they used to disdain, and they will no longer look young.

panicked, but the picture is a few taels of broken silver, but this broken silver a few taels can solve all kinds of panic in the world.

Lin Huamiao showed a stiff smile: "Gongzi Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time"

Zhang Qian's notoriety in Honghu Town is really not small.

His father Zhang Yuanwai made a fortune in the fur business in his early years, with a lot of money, and a brother who practiced well in Qingyang City, so the Zhang family can be regarded as a snake in Honghu Town, as his favorite only son, Zhang Qian bullied men and women, wanton and reckless, with evil slaves can kill passing rangers who are disrespectful to him on the street, and can also forcibly break into private houses to bully women, if it weren't for the fact that His Majesty the Ming Monarch of the Sansheng Ancient Kingdom is cracking down on the laws of various states and counties over the years, Zhang Qianzhi may not be able to do something crazy.

Two years ago, Zhang Qian was taken to Qingyang City by his uncle and entered the official school, and Honghu Town was much quieter.

Zhang Qian sat casually, pressed a big hand on the plump thighs of the beautiful woman under the table, and said with a smile: "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, Boss Lin still has the charm, how is the shop business lately? ”

Lin Huamiao's face was strange, and the big rough hands had lifted her satin skirt, touching the snow-white and soft skin, kneading and pinching, but she didn't dare to move at all, so she could only squeeze out a slightly ugly smile: "Thanks to Gongzi Zhang, listen up." ”

Zhang Qian squinted and smiled, glanced at the immature maid who was as timid as a deer, her eyes lit up, and the five fingers on the table bent inward: "Yo, Boss Lin also brought such a smart maid, come and come, pour a glass of wine for the young master." ”

The girl in the goose yellow light shirt looked frightened, and looked at the beautiful woman for help, who gritted her teeth slightly, and said softly: "Young Master Zhang, Qian'er is the daughter of my distant sister, entrust me to take care of it, you see ......"

After finishing speaking, the beautiful woman's face instantly turned red like blood, and she was extremely sad and angry, and five red paw prints appeared on her snow-white thighs.

Zhang Qian's face was flat: "Pour wine." ”

Li Liuzhi observed the words and immediately shouted at the girl's heavy face: "Are you deaf, come and pour wine!"

The girl was so frightened that her body trembled, she got up, picked up the wine jug on the table, and walked to Zhang Qian's side, tears rolling in her eyes, and even the water line falling from the spout of the pot was intermittent.

Zhang Qian withdrew his hand from under the woman's skirt and took the girl into his arms

The girl screamed, instinctively struggling.

"Smack......

The girl's head was turned to the side with a loud slap, and blood-red handprints quickly appeared on her fair face, and the surrounding crowd was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Zhang Qian stretched out his hand to pull back the girl's face to one side, as if it was not him who did it ruthlessly before, and his expression was as gentle as treating a long-lost couple: "Be obedient, be obedient." ”

The girl bit her scarlet lip and tears rained down.

Zhang Qianyi tore open the girl's goose yellow coat, and his big hand reached under the satin underwear.

"Young Master Zhang!" Lin Huamiao knelt on the ground and said sadly: "She's still young!

Zhang Qian was unmoved.

Lin Huamiao cried in despair: "Young Master Zhang!"

Zhang Qian was overwhelmed, frowned and glanced at the young man of the same age who was young but habitually bent his back and nodded his waist, the latter suddenly understood, his five fingers were like hooks, Peng's voice grabbed the woman's hair and pressed it on the table, glared and shouted: "Noise! Do you want to die?"

The beautiful woman who couldn't move closed her eyes, half of her cheek pressed against the cold table, and the two lines of tears slipped silently.

It's a huge tavern, and those who can't bear it simply tilt their heads, and most people dare not speak up.

Just kidding, in the entire Red Lake Town, who doesn't know the Zhang family's methods?

Zhang Qian had so many unspeakable charges back then, and finally provoked the governor of Qingyang City to come in person, and in the end, he just arrested people and returned them to prison, didn't he come out alive again in just a week?

The power under the mountain can crush people to death, but not to mention the inextricable friendship with the cultivators, in the eyes of those mountain people, what is the difference between ordinary and ordinary people and grass mustard?

The lady of the rouge shop was already in despair, not to mention the girl whose eyes had lost their look and were dead and silent.

Hearing the movement, Li De, who came out of the kitchen, was still holding a handful of shallots in his hand, and the middle-aged man who had been honest for most of his life was angry and angry, but he could only be silent like everyone present, but the next moment his heart trembled, and he hurriedly wanted to stop the young back who walked out of the counter to the table, but he was still a step late, and immediately secretly screamed.

The young shopkeeper stood at the table.

Zhang Qian just glanced at the tall young man next to him out of the corner of his eye.

Li Liuzhi, who was already hard-hearted, thought about the last shallow friendship, and scolded indifferently: "Qi Wang, get out!"

Qi Wang glanced at him.

He glanced at the beautiful woman who was in a humiliated posture but could not do anything about it.

In the next moment, even Zhang Qiandu's eyelids jumped.

I saw that the young shopkeeper grabbed the half bowl of chaos on the table with one hand, and slapped the whole upside down on the top of Li Liuzhi's head.

The porcelain bowl was torn apart, and Li Liuzhi's face was full of soup, as if he was still in a sluggish state.

Everyone only heard the young shopkeeper with his head tilted slightly let out a very soft, but very serious questioning voice

"Isn't it good to be a human being? Do you have to be a dog?"