Chapter Eighty-Five: Baixiaomen

There were more and more people in the shop, and if there were familiar ones, they greeted each other, and after saying hello, they sat together, talking loudly about their recent harvest and what happened in the immortal cultivation world.

Shi Jian sat by the window and listened with relish, and poured himself a glass of wine from time to time and drank it.

After listening to about half an hour's work, a young man in a white robe walked into the hotel with a fan made of unknown materials. When everyone in the hotel saw this person, the hotel suddenly fell silent. It didn't take long for everyone to greet the white-robed young man, and they all bowed their hands to say hello, the man looked at everyone with a faint face, and only when he saw some people nodded slightly. Except for Shi Jian, who was still pouring himself a drink on the side, picking up peanuts and eating them from time to time, he didn't go up, yes, Shi Jian came to the earth realm, and the people he saw were all elite disciples of some sects or bigwigs, I hadn't seen any scenes, and the momentum of which one was not much stronger than this white-robed young man.

Everyone, including the white-robed young man, looked towards the place where the sound came from, and everyone was not surprised, because from the time they came in until now, the boy had been drinking and eating peanuts alone, but they were also a little surprised, someone dared not to give the white-robed young man face to face, this was the first time they had seen it. And the young man in the white robe is different, this is someone who dares to ignore himself, he has grown up, in this city, who dares to ignore himself, and now there are people who dare to ignore themselves.

The white-robed young man shouted at Shi Jian with some anger: "Who are you, don't you know me?"

Shi Jian raised his head and glanced at this person, lowered his head and picked up the wine jug and poured a glass of wine, raised the wine glass and sniffed it and said, "Which green onion are you, how do I know you." After speaking, he took a sip of wine, grabbed a few peanuts and chewed them.

Before the white-robed young man could speak, a dogleg jumped out and pointed at Shi Jian and said, "Hmph, our master is the speaker of Baixiaomen in this city, are you afraid to hear the origin of our master." ”

"Baixiaomen?" Shi Jian said in a low voice.

Seeing the puzzled look on Shi Jian's face, the dog-legged man couldn't help but laugh and said: "Boy, you haven't even heard of Baixiaomen, right? Although our Baixiaomen is only the sect outside the top ten sects in the Immortal Realm, the top ten sects will not underestimate us, because what we Baixiaomen is good at is to find out the news and find people, boy, if you offend us, be careful that we chase you to the ends of the earth, how about it, are you afraid? ”

Just when the dog-legged fox was fake and mighty, the white-robed young man was also looking at Shi Jian, and said in his heart: "This person is not good-looking, and I can feel that his skills are profound and mysterious. Although the sword behind him can't see what kind of sword it is, he can tell from its scabbard that the sword must be a good sword, huh? This is~" The white-robed young man suddenly looked at the thing on Shi Jian's waist, his eyes looked up, and when he saw Shi Jian's puzzled look, he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart: "Hasn't this person heard of Baixiaomen?" But no, who in the immortal cultivation world doesn't know about our Baixiaomen, unless, unless he has never been out of the gate, or he is from the mortal world. He stopped the dog-legged man at the moment, stepped forward and said to Shi Jian with a smile: "This friend, in Xiajiang Baixiao, is the steward of Baixiaomen in this city, may I ask if he is a disciple of Qiankun Sect, or what is the relationship with Qiankun Sect?"

"Wow" Everyone was taken aback, and they all looked at Shi Jian, and then whispered to the people nearby.

The dog-legged man was also taken aback, and said to the white-robed young man, "Master, what are you talking about, he is a disciple of the Qiankun Sect?"

At this time, Xiao Er trembled and walked up with a tray, and some trembling hands expressed how frightened he was at this time, but this was a dish ordered by the guest, and he couldn't help it.

Xiao Er put the two dishes on Shi Jian's table with a trembling head in front of everyone, and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Shi Jian.

Xiao Er's crying voice trembled and said: "Guest~ Guest, what do you want, the vegetable villains are all on board, do you still have any questions?"

Shi Jian was embarrassed for a while, took the Qiankun bag from his waist, took out two inferior spirit stones and said, "Xiao Er, this is an extra tip for you, okay, you can go." ”

Xiao Er shook his head, did not take Shi Jian's spirit stone, turned around and fled, leaving Shi Jian with some petrification.

Shi Jian shook his head and put the spirit stone on the table, and said to Jiang Baixiao: "I am not a disciple of the Qiankun Sect, I have some relationship with the Qiankun Sect, do you have anything else? If you are okay, please leave, I am going to eat." ”

Jiang Baixiao smiled slightly, and said to Shi Jian, "Your Excellency doesn't mind if I sit down together, right?" After speaking, he wanted to sit down opposite Shi Jian.

"Mind, I'm used to eating alone. After Shi Jian finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Baixiao.

The dogleg stepped forward to say something, but was stopped by Jiang Baixiao raising his palm. Jiang Baixiao looked at Shi Jian and said, "In that case, can Your Excellency tell me your name?"

Shi Jian thought about it, he couldn't use his real name, because most people knew that they had worshiped the Five Fu Sect, and now the Five Fu Sect would be closed for thirty years and fade out of the front of others, so the disciples outside could not reveal their identities, thinking about it, Shi Jian remembered his Dao number, anyway, no one knew except for the master and the uncle.

"My name is Tianji. Shi Jian said lightly.

"Tianji can't be revealed? Interesting, okay, Brother Tianji, you eat slowly, and say goodbye next." After Jiang Baixiao finished speaking, he walked towards the stage that had been prepared in the middle with his dog legs.

After Jiang Baixiao left, some people wanted to come up and get close to Shi Jian, Shi Jian looked at them with a cold expression, and those people left with black faces and white faces. When the others saw this, they knew that Shi Jian was not easy to deal with, so they didn't come forward to ask for it. Shi Jian waited for a while, and found that no one was coming up, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked left and right, and found that everyone's eyes were all on Jiang Baixiao on the stage, no one looked at him, Shi Jian said to the elf: "Elf, they didn't look at us and stared at that Jiang Baixiao, let's eat slowly, don't eat too fast, the impact is not good, otherwise people think that your master and I are a pig so good to eat, if you dare to make me lose face, I will let you have nothing to eat for a month." After Shi Jian finished speaking, he thought about it, as if it was not enough, and then said: "Not only do you have nothing to eat, but you also have to watch me eat!"

Hearing this, the elf nodded hurriedly, indicating that he knew.