Put the luggage in the bedroom, take out some necessary things and put them close to Hansheng before going downstairs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There were only six Eight Immortal Tables in the lobby, and by the time Han Sheng went down, there were few seats. Han Sheng smiled bitterly, it seems that this inn still has a fixed meal, if you stay in the room for a few more moments, I'm afraid you won't have to eat.

Looking around, the empty table is long gone, but even if you want to share the table, you have to find someone who is not annoying.

As the only inn in the border town of Yeyang County, the people who eat here can probably be divided into two types of people, one who wears a shirt and the other who does not wear a shirt. It may be a bit vulgar to say this, but it is really what Han Sheng sees in front of him, the ones who don't wear shirts are naturally local gentry, calling friends just to come to the restaurant to eat and drink together, and those who wear shirts are the most indispensable businessmen in the ancient country, they travel around, specifically searching for the specialties of one place to go to another place where this thing is lacking for resale, they are the biggest speculators in the ancient country, for the sake of profit, even if it is an iceberg polar region, they can break through, not to mention this small Yeyang County.

After thinking about it, Han Sheng abandoned those merchants who were dressed closer to him, and sat down with a local man with a resolute face, not that Han Sheng had a good impression of this man, but that he really couldn't catch a cold for those mercenary foot merchants.

The big man sitting on the bench was eating meat and laughing wantonly, but suddenly stopped what he was doing, and raised his eyebrows, obviously noticing Han Sheng who came over, "What is this brother here for?" said the big man and made a noise with his wrist, as if he would do it as long as Han Sheng's answer was not satisfactory to him.

Seeing the vigilance on the big man's face, Han Sheng smiled dumbly: "What can you do here, of course it's to eat." ”

Before the meeting, this handsome young man didn't seem to be lying, the big man's tall eyebrows slowly drooped, and the palm that was originally ready to go was put back on the table.

Han Sheng ate with the Han family, but the meal was also quite pleasant, it turned out that the Han name was Wan Yan Mang, even in the local area is a famous wrestler, and the others are his own brothers. Although these locals look fierce, they can feel the simplicity of the exterior when they actually come into contact, and their hostility is completely because they think that Han Sheng is also one of those foot merchants.

These traders were also very popular when they first came to the local area, after all, they were also interested in the barren Yeyang County, and they also stimulated the local economy, but over time, these locals found out that something was wrong, these traders bought things locally at a very low price, but sold them at dozens of times the price in another place. If this kind of reselling can be tolerated, then these foot merchants wantonly slaughter animals and cut down trees have completely touched the bottom line of the locals, seeing the destruction of the land left by the ancestors, no matter who will be angry, soon the conflict between the locals and the foot merchants broke out, although the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, but the power behind these foot merchants is very great, this matter will slowly come to an end, although those foot merchants have converged a lot, but it is impossible to maintain the previous relationship with the locals。

Full of wine and food, saying goodbye to the Han and his party, Han Sheng went back upstairs to recuperate, even on the way Han Sheng did not let go of his cultivation, and he found that the cultivation in the past few days was better than in the sect, thinking that it should be the reason for the state of mind, and the progress of the happy mood will naturally not be slow.

The sky was slightly bright, Han Sheng embarked on the journey again, galloping in the direction of Puliu Villa, and the next day before the sun set, he had already reached the foot of Puliu Mountain.

When he came, Han Sheng was still worried about what would happen to the horse if he went up the mountain, but when he really came to the foot of Puliu Mountain, he found that the servants of Puliu Villa were already waiting at the foot of the mountain, and the Puliu sign on his chest was very well confirmed.

Seeing Han Sheng leading the horse coming, the servant quickly greeted him, with a smiling face: "This majestic son must be Fang Shangxian, Donghua Immortal Sect is more than 3,600 miles away from Yuanzhuang, I didn't expect Shangxian to come earlier than expected." ”

It is not surprising that this servant recognized himself Hansheng, after all, his clothes are not locals at first glance, and there is already a letterhead in the sect, so it is not surprising that the other party can guess that it is himself. However, according to what he said, he came quickly, but Han Sheng was very suspicious, you must know that there are Qingluo Ju in the sect, and none of the disciples who came over before rode Qingluo Ju? If this is the case, I am afraid that those disciples who came over before should have just started to take on tasks like themselves, and their strength is probably far inferior to their own, so it has added a lot of confidence to Han Sheng.

Following the servants to lead the flamingo horse into the stable belonging to Puliu Villa at the foot of the mountain, Han Sheng began to walk up the mountain, the young man had a curiosity, he wanted to see who the so-called demon was!