"Where did the bad old man come from, he wants to blackmail my mustard bracelet, he has a good eye, but he is hateful. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Jiang Ling was angry when he thought about it, and he was bumped into by a drunken old man for no reason, and he was asked for the mustard bracelet on his hand.

"No, I didn't hit you, and it has nothing to do with me when you fell by yourself. ”

Jiang Ling refused to hand over the mustard bracelet even if he was killed, he is now injured in his muscles and veins, and he can't use his aura, and he also expects to make a big fuss with the keel in the mustard bracelet, if it is blackmailed by the bad old man, it will be a big deal.

"Obviously bumped into someone, and dare to quibble. ”

"Yes, we've all seen you hit someone. ”

"Lose money! lose money!"

The onlookers didn't care who hit whom, they only knew that they were arresting the Gentiles, and it happened that the Gentiles were making trouble, so they had to fix the Gentiles.

"Don't give it!"

Jiang Ling spit out word by word, and he didn't give it to death, and he couldn't give it.

"Beat him!"

"Give him some color, and let the Gentiles remember that we are not easy to provoke. ”

"Take the mustard bracelet in his hand as compensation for the old man. ”

A few commotions jumped out of the crowd, a few words of encouragement, and everyone's mood was raised very high.

"Bang bang!"

There was a burst of punches and kicks, and the onlookers beat Jiang Ling to his stomach a few times, took away the mustard bracelet and handed it to the bad old man before he dispersed.

"Young man, you don't know the times, you deserve to be beaten. ”

The bad old man wore a mustard bracelet proudly, looked at it from the left and looked at it from the right, and couldn't put it down with the mustard bracelet.

Jiang Ling was aggrieved for a while, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he had nowhere to reason, what happened to this, he thought that the Yue people were very reasonable, but he turned out to be a gang of robbers.

He could only blame himself for the damage to his muscles and veins, and he couldn't use his aura, otherwise with a group of savage swordsmiths, he could solve it in a few clicks.

The bloodthirsty Nether Sword fell to the palace, and the mustard bracelet was taken away by a bad old man, and there was no one on his body, and he was so hungry that he croaked.

The bad old man glared at the down-and-out Jiang Ling, exhaled a breath of wine, staggered, and walked slowly with the wine bottle.

"Spiritual cultivator, if you want to get the mustard bracelet, follow me. ”

"Soul cultivator?" Jiang Ling felt that the bad old man was not an ordinary person at the beginning, the bad old man could see the strangeness of the mustard bracelet at a glance, and he could also see that he was a spiritual cultivator, it was not simple.

Jiang Ling looked at the swaying figure of the bad old man suspiciously, he couldn't see any fame, and he couldn't figure out what medicine the bad old man bought in his gourd.

He thought to himself, "The old man won't try to slander me again! The mustard bracelet has been taken away by him, and I have nothing of value on me, so there is nothing to blame." ”

"No matter so much, he's a bad old man who can't help himself, I'll talk to him first, and when there are fewer people, I will snatch back the mustard bracelet. ”

Jiang Ling was aggrieved for a while, he didn't want to be blackmailed by the bad old man for nothing.

After looking at the bad old man, he found that the other party was not guarded at all, drunk, walking and swaying, and belching and exhaling from time to time.

After walking for a while, the bad old man was tired of walking, and he found a big tree, and fell asleep, as if he had forgotten that there was a down-and-out boy behind him.

Jiang Ling was helpless for a while, and scolded: "This bad old man, when he is full of food and drink, he will fall asleep." ”

He looked at the bad old man sleeping soundly, and then quietly leaned over and reached out to pick the mustard bracelet that the old man was wearing.

Before he could touch the mustard bracelet, the bad old man turned over and pressed his hand under his body.

Jiang Ling hurriedly retracted and scolded to himself: "Bad old man, I can't sleep well, how can I take the mustard bracelet pressed." ”

He originally wanted to be hard, and directly beat the bad old man violently, and then took back the mustard bracelet.

But then I thought about it, this is the country of Yue, a place where there is a rule of law, and such a tough bullying of the old man will definitely cause countless troubles, and it will be difficult to explain it to the ears of the king of Yue, and it will be ruined if the plan is not good.

Dilemma, neither fighting, not fighting, Jiang Ling was out of line all of a sudden.

He sat next to the bad old man and scolded: "Bad old man, I don't believe that you don't wake up, I'll just wait here, don't leave, and when you wake up, you should understand the matter and return the mustard bracelet to me." ”

The sun was hot, and at noon, the bad old man was drunk and snored like thunder, snoring and snoring one after another.

After about two hours, the bad old man finally woke up, squinted, woke up Jiang Ling, who couldn't help but fall asleep, and said with a smile: "Young man, you haven't left yet!"

Jiang Ling opened his eyes and saw that the bad old man had woken up, and immediately shouted, "Bad old man, return the mustard bracelet to me." ”

The bad old man squinted, held the wine bottle, smiled amiably, and said with a smile: "Young man, you didn't take away the mustard bracelet while I was asleep, you were stupid, it doesn't matter if you are stupid, if the rotten wood is depicted, it can also be carved, yes, you still have the love to pity the old man." ”

Jiang Ling's stomach was on fire, and he didn't snatch the mustard bracelet because he didn't take care of the old man, but it was good, and he was ridiculed in turn.

"You...... I didn't hit you, and I returned my mustard bracelet. ”

The bad old man squinted, took out a badge from his body and handed it to Jiang Ling, and said, "Take it, you fill your stomach with this first, and then come to the Martial God Academy to retrieve your mustard bracelet when you are full." ”

After speaking, the bad old man raised his feet and left, and it was strange to say that the bad old man was very fast, and his steps were sharp, not at all like a drunk walking and shaking.

Jiang Ling hurriedly chased after him, but after a few turns, he couldn't see the bad old man.

He took the badge given by the bad old man, and found that it was a swordsmith's badge, and the badge was also engraved with a Xuanzi, and three stars were marked above the Xuanzi.

"Xuan-level high-level swordsmith, bad old man, he's a swordsmith?"

Jiang Ling listened to the young man introduce the origin of the swordsmith badge, the Xuan-level high-level swordsmith was a very powerful swordsmith, he really couldn't believe that a weak old man would have a Xuan-level swordsmith badge.

He could only think that the bad old man was the manager of the Martial God Academy, and secretly took out a Xuan-level swordsmith badge, otherwise, it was really impossible to explain.

After wandering the streets all morning, I was beaten again, and my stomach was so hungry that I kept screaming.

He carefully figured out the swordsmith badge in his hand, and wondered, "This iron lump can be eaten as food?

"No matter, try it!"

Jiang Ling put the Xuan-level swordsmith badge on his chest, and continued to wander the street casually, he looked at the delicious shops from time to time, and his saliva flowed.

He also found that many pedestrians on the street wore badges, but they were all yellow-level badges and a very small number of Xuan-level junior badges.

"Is this thing so important?"

Jiang Ling touched the Xuan-level high-level swordsmith badge on his chest, and he found that from time to time, passers-by threw incredible glances at him.

Someone also took the initiative to give way to him, very polite, without a bit of arrogance.

"Xuan-level high-level swordsmith, do you want to eat a sip of wine, there are many signature cauliflower patterns in this store, do you want to fill your stomach. ”

At the entrance of Chunmanlou, there was a smiling shopkeeper, praising the famous dishes in the store from time to time.

Jiang Linghu stared at the shopkeeper suspiciously, and asked, "Are you calling me?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then continued to greet him with a smile, patted the white strip on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "This master, only you are a Xuan-level high-level swordsmith, I don't entertain you to entertain anyone! Come in and try it, the new dishes of our store, red dates and pigeon soup, chicken stewed mushrooms, kung pao chicken, mapo tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork, fried shredded pork with green peppers, which one do you want?"

Seeing that the shopkeeper had a kind face, Jiang Lingcai was sure that the shopkeeper was talking to him.

He thought to himself: "Anyway, I'm hungry and uncomfortable, so I'll eat a meal first, and then run away after eating." ”

He straightened the Xuan-level high-level swordsmith badge on his chest, coughed, and said, "Bring up all the signature dishes in your store, and bring another jar of wine, I want to eat a lot of food, and try your signature dishes well." ”

"Okay! This lord, please take a seat, the food will come soon, and the wine, I'll go get it." ”

The shopkeeper led Jiang Ling to the most luxurious compartment, set up the stove, warmed a jar of wine, and asked after taking care of everything kindly: "This master, do you want special services? ”

Jiang Ling saw the shopkeeper smirk, and saw many people in the hotel looking at him inexplicably, and he was confused for a moment.

He thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Don't want it, just serve the food, the sooner the better." ”

My stomach is so hungry that I croak, it's important to fill my stomach, and I'll have to go to the Martial God Academy later, and I haven't eaten enough to get the strength to regain the mustard bracelet.

The shopkeeper's movements were crisp and skillful, and he came up with four dishes at once, using both hands and feet.

"This master, Kung Pao chicken, fish-flavored shredded pork, fried shredded pork with green peppers, mapo tofu, you try it first, in addition, chicken stewed mushrooms, red dates and pigeon soup, are boiling at a slow fire, it takes a little time. ”

With so many good dishes on the table at once, Jiang Ling couldn't help but move his chopsticks when he smelled the tempting fragrance. He said with a satisfied look of approval: "Don't rush, don't rush, take your time." ”

He planned to solve these four dishes first, fill his stomach, and take the opportunity to slip away when the shopkeeper went to get the other dishes.

Gobbling up, eating very refreshingly, Jiang Ling gulped, took a big sip of wine, since he went deep into the Evil Dragon Mountain Range, he had not eaten so much.

"Anyway, I don't have any money to give, so I'll slip away after eating. ”

The customers in the store were also frightened by Jiang Ling's eating appearance, and there were many discussions.

"So young, about sixteen years old! ”

"He didn't bring a sword, and it seems that he is not from the Yue country, but from a foreign country. ”

"I guess I'm hungry, look at him eating so well. ”

"If only I could raise the level of the swordsmith, so many famous dishes, it is estimated that it will cost a hundred silver coins. ”

The last sentence almost made Jiang Ling vomit out the rice he swallowed in his stomach, five chickens cost ten silver coins, and this meal costs a hundred silver coins, so it is not equivalent to eating fifty chickens in one meal.

"It's so expensive, a hundred silver coins, I don't even have one, so let's hurry up!"

Jiang Lingwolf ate a meal, and was thinking about sneaking away, when the shopkeeper came with the dishes.

The shopkeeper was kind, with a smile on his face, looking at the plate on the table that was swept away by Jiang Ling, he said apologetically: "This master, it's all my fault, I'm slow to serve food, please don't be surprised." ”

The shopkeeper was so polite, Jiang Ling couldn't say anything, obviously he was too hungry, he was in a hurry, and he had no money and wanted to slip away.

The shopkeeper put down the plate and said politely: "Chicken stewed mushrooms, red dates and pigeon soup, please use it slowly." ”

Jiang Ling hurriedly called out to the shopkeeper who was about to leave, and asked weakly, "I...... I would like to ask how much this meal costs?"

When Jiang Ling said this, his eyes didn't dare to look at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was still amiable, and said with a smile: "Xuan-level high-level swordsmith, looking at the entire Yue country, there are very few of them, it is already a blessing for this store that you can come to a small shop like mine, how dare you take your money, it's all free." ”

"All for free?"

Jiang Ling couldn't believe that an iron pimple could bring such treatment.

He prefers that this is true, that there is no money in his pocket, and that it is just right for free. However, it is not justified to eat it so brazenly.

He smiled and said: "It's not easy for you to do business, first keep an account for me, and I'll have someone send it to you when I get back, I'm in a hurry today, and I didn't bring any money." ”

The shopkeeper was waiting for this sentence, and he was about to be free, but he was going to lose miserably, and he was obviously afraid of offending the Xuan-level high-level swordsmith.

He said kindly: "A total of 100 silver coins, the wine is given for free, this master should not push, do not want the wine money." ”

Jiang Ling didn't have any of them, counting more wine money, not counting wine money, he was full, patted his stomach, and said with satisfaction: "When I return to the Martial God Academy, you can get it when I come back."

When the shopkeeper heard Jiang Ling say about the Martial God Academy, his doubts were suddenly lifted, and he said with a smile: "Uncle, go slowly, please come often in the future." ”

"It's a fart, a hundred silver coins for a meal, so expensive. ”

Jiang Ling secretly scolded in his heart, anyway, when he was full, he recorded all the accounts to the Martial God Academy.

"Oops, the old man is too powerful, what kind of person is he from the Martial God Academy? Just give me an iron lump and you can eat a full meal." ”

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