It seems that nothing like this has ever happened in Ningbo City, and there seems to be no place where so many monks have gathered! This is even more unheard of! As a result, it has attracted more and more people's attention.

Those monks who had witnessed everything, looking at the troublesome people stretching Li Mingdao and his son, fled in a panic towards the location of the Qingyun Sect, and the passers-by on the street cast surprised eyes and couldn't help but sigh and regret.

"Then Li Mingdao said to the owner of the shop... You are a god or something, can you say that the boss is a god! A gray-robed monk said excitedly.

"This is absolutely impossible, there has never been an ascender in Ningbo City for tens of thousands of years, where did the immortals come from!"

"Is there a possibility that he is an immortal!"

For a while, there were different opinions, and there were more than a dozen versions of the story, some said that the owner of the shop was a monk who was about to ascend, practicing his mind and understanding in the red dust, and some said that he was an immortal who went down to earth and experienced the hardships of the mortal world, or that the store set up a powerful formation, and after entering this formation, his cultivation was pressed into a mortal.

These things did not prevent the shrewd shopkeepers who opened the restaurant, and even invited Mr. Storyteller to his own restaurant to tell the story of the mysterious boss in the store, and the storyteller was not ambiguous, but in the case of only a few words, he was stunned and said dryly, and the audience applauded, it may be a story about immortals!

At this time, Boss Dong, who didn't know what was going on outside, lay on the Taishi chair and shouted: "Line up, line up!" Check the prices and rules on the notice board before you pay. ”

Looking at the scene in front of him, Dong Wei was even more overjoyed, the Taishi chair swayed with it even more, and many new customers also activated the Lost Castle game, and it won't be long before the evil game will come out soon.

Under the guidance of old customers, those newcomers will soon be able to play games, and they don't need Dong Wei to go into battle in person, he's a novice

PCs feel like they're retiring.

It's late at night, Boss Dong closes off work on time, causing a group of new customers to complain again and again, the first time to such a fun game, it's just unstoppable, get off the plane at this time, as if killing them as uncomfortable, if it weren't for the boss's all-day strength, I want to beat him hard.

After Dong Wei closed the door of the store, he went upstairs to sleep, the layout of the room on the second floor was the same as his previous touch, although the immortal cultivator didn't have to sleep for half a month, but Dong Wei still retained his previous routine.

It's late at night, and many places in Ningbo City are still lit up, talking about what happened during the day, and talking about it enthusiastically, it is obvious that they are very afraid of this kind of strong man with great strength, but that is a matter of immortals, who doesn't want to become an immortal and get that long eternal life.

The next day.

"Is the owner of the Internet café that Mr. Storyteller is talking about?" Before it was time to open, there were already a lot of people gathered at the door of the Internet café, no less than a few dozen, some of whom heard the news at the restaurant, and some of whom were monks who stayed at the door yesterday.

They decided to take a look at what was magical in the store, and that the things that such powerful people were selling were certainly not extraordinary.

A boy in a black suit stepped forward, knocked on the heavy glass door, and said, "Boss, open the door!" ”

"Stop! Stop, young man, if we provoke the Qing Xiu of that master, we will die on the spot! A gray-robed monk was shocked, sweat from the size of a bean instantly surged up on his forehead, his eyes bulged out, and he hurriedly said.

I saw the glass door slowly open, and the frightened monks cried and scolded: "My life is over! ”

Dong Wei got up very early today, as soon as he opened the door, he heard a few people crying at the door, and he was even more confused, what happened, crying so heartbreakingly, could it be that there was already a fight at the door of the store? !

"You guys, what are you doing at the door early in the morning!" Dong Wei glanced at the monks who were crying, and there seemed to be no trace of a fight, and he was even more puzzled.

The sobbing of the monks stopped abruptly, and they didn't dare to say a word, staring at Dong Wei quietly.

Boss Dong also looked at them, seeing that a few people didn't speak, the scene was very embarrassing, Dong Wei was raising his hand to scratch his head, and the monks suddenly knelt down.

This... What's going on?!

After a few people explained, Dong Wei knew what happened, it was just a wry smile, he was not a murderer, and how could he slaughter the customers who came to the door.

After an overnight upgrade, the Internet café has long since changed.

After more than a dozen people walked into the store, they saw the half-height billboard, which turned into an LCD screen, and the whole row of smooth and heavy stone computer desks, the same is true for the floor, extending to the entire wall of the Internet café, and the number of computers placed in the middle has increased to sixty-one.

Obviously, this is the maximum limit that the system can give, and the remaining space is equipped with a fluffy sofa that serves as a lounge area for the Internet café.

More than a dozen people hurriedly paid the spirit stone and began to play games, or movies.