Chapter Thirty-Seven: Changes in the Ghost Cave World

Hongxue agreed, she didn't ask Li Chen why he didn't walk out of Beizhang Town as an external incarnation, now the first door hates him to the core, even if he is now practicing by leaps and bounds, it will inevitably be dangerous.

She knew that Li Chen must have his reasons for doing this.

The Ghost Cave Heaven World is on the border of the upper realm and belongs to the jurisdiction of the first gate, but now the first gate is being chased and killed by the primeval beasts, and all the disciples who were originally stationed have been withdrawn.

Changing to the previous No. 1 Sect, he didn't care about these ordinary disciples at all, but unfortunately this time is different from the past, the No. 1 Sect has gone through several major upheavals, and has reached the point where every disciple is regarded as a treasure.

But when Li Chen came back, he still found that it was overcrowded, and Kyoto was even more prosperous than back then.

Li Chen walked around Suzaku Street for a long time, found a shop and asked for a bowl of tofu brains, squatting on the road and watching people come and go.

Slip~

A young man next to him also squatted down, "Seeing that you are dressed well, you should have a rich family like me, but I didn't expect that you also have the habit of squatting on the road." ”

Li Chen didn't reject it, he just wanted to ask something, and said hey: "Kyoto's three good, the road, dirty stalls, barbecue shops, these three places are full of fireworks, and they are comfortable." ”

"Come on." Unexpectedly, the young man scoffed at his words, "Isn't this what Li Chen, the Ninth Highness, said back then?" It seems that you are also admired. ”

Li Chen was stunned, and suddenly vaguely understood the reason why there were so many people here, "You mean, everyone here is admired?" ”

The young man scoffed again, "Brother, don't pretend, who isn't?" His Royal Highness the Ninth is now in full swing, and one person has turned the number one door upside down, who in the world doesn't know his reputation? Who didn't want to come here to see what the realm of His Highness was like when he entered the WTO. ”

Li Chen was stunned.

The young man drank the last sip of tofu brain, and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Tell you a secret." ”

"What's the secret?" Li Chen subconsciously asked.

The young man looked around, as if he was worried that someone would listen to the next words, "Since you have come here, you should know that His Highness liked to go to the Qinglou Spring Shirt the most, right?" ”

“???” Li Chen suddenly knew the gossip that even he didn't know, he seemed to have been here back then, but it seemed that he just sat casually every time, and had never done anything, and he didn't know where this gossip came from, but he was also a little curious for a while, "Tell me carefully?" ”

The young man said, "I'll tell you just when I see you fall in love." ”

In fact, it is to see Li Chen's luxurious clothes.

"The place is no longer there, it's all because of the damn number one sect, this broken sect originally demolished all the places related to His Highness."

Li Chen interrupted him, "You're not a native of this place, are you?" ”

The young man was stunned, "Huh? ”

Li Chen said apologetically: "I didn't mean to interrupt you, it's really that your accent doesn't look like it, it's true that people here like to add it when they talk, but they can't be added casually, and the first place shouldn't be added here." ”

The young man's face turned pale, and then he turned around and began to look at Li Chen carefully, and he was a little shocked for a while.

"Huh?" Li Chen thought that he recognized himself, and wondered if his portrait was also circulating in the world?

As a result, the young man stared at it for a long time, and said with jealousy and envy, "Brother, you look like this······ Tsk"

What he thought to himself was: Dog*, how can anyone in this world look like this?

Li Chen almost broke his defense because of his words, and changed the topic: "You go on, what's wrong with the thin spring shirt?" ”

Only then did the young man remember what he really wanted to do, and quietly pointed to the pavilion on the corner of the street not far away, "Spring shirt is thin and now it has changed places, don't look at it now, it's just an inn outside, and there is a lot inside." ”

Li Chen leaned over, "What Qiankun?" ”

"Inside the inn, it was the original team with thin spring shirts, and now the Oiran inside is the one His Royal Highness's favorite spot back then."

“???” Li Chen heard his gossip again, thought about it for a long time, and vaguely felt a little impression, as if it was the girl who came back from Meteoric Ink Mountain and threw her belly pocket at herself from upstairs, right?

Thinking about it this way, he really had some memories and nostalgia that he would have in his twilight years, and he remembered that the night before he left Kyoto, he sat in the spring shirt and listened to the Oiran sing all night.

He stood up and talked to the young man as he walked.

The young man was overjoyed, and he wanted to see this young man look demonic, and thought that this deal would not be completed today, but he didn't expect that a man would still go to spring like this.

However, he also ridiculed in his heart, but he actually understood in his heart that most of the people who came here were aiming for the name of His Highness Li Chen, and few people would really go to this kind of remote place to have fun.

Then.

In the attic on the corner of the street, a woman opened the window and looked down boredly.

Just a glance, I can't take my eyes off it.

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Without waiting for Li Chen and the young man to get closer, the two little guys ran down from the attic.

The young man looked at Li Chen, who was picked up, and was dumbfounded, and said in a low voice after a while, "It turned out to be a regular customer, what kind of chick is he pretending?" Wasted me so long. ”

Knock knock!

At this time, the upstairs threw objects down.

The young man picked it up and glanced at it, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Thank you, uncle!" ”

The object was not given by Li Chen at all, but by Chun Yi.

On this day, the thin Oiran in the spring shirt who had not opened her voice for many years babbled and sang for a whole afternoon.