This transaction was easy in the eyes of Ji Wutong and Xue Pingshan. The two of them thought that the way back to Wanlang City should be delayed for another day or two, after all, the road was becoming more and more unpeaceful.

Leaving Shuanglong Mountain, the two met a team of orthodox immortals in the sky along the way. Most of these immortal cultivators are from the Taoist Hangu Mountain and the Jieren Academy.

It seems that the orthodox immortal sect in Wanlang City has sent a large number of people to solve the turmoil of the boundary monument.

Xue Pingshan dragged Ji Wutong all the way to the sky, no longer had too many worries, and went straight to Wanlang City.

Without the attack of demon beasts, in just four hours, the two of them stood outside the gate of Wanlang City.

At this time, it was already late at night, but there was still a long queue at the gate of the city, and most of the people who entered the city dragged their families with salutes, and it seemed that they were all strangers.

Compared with the nearby small villages, Wanlang City brings people a sense of security many times more, and they are all people from nearby villages and towns.

Ji Wutong looked at the already magnificent and solid city wall, he was still cramped and uneasy standing here a few days ago, but today he didn't have that restraint.

"I guess I don't have to queue up when I wear this dress, right?" Ji Wutong turned his head and smiled, pulling Xue Pingshan to try it at the entrance that didn't line up.

"Yo! The little brother looked at the eyes, I don't know which immortal in the Wuwen Building? ”

The immortal who was on duty at the city gate glanced at Ji Wutong, who was dressed in a red robe, and spoke, but ignored Xue Pingshan in Huaxin Realm.

"It's not an immortal, it's just a miscellaneous person who doesn't ask about the building!"

Ji Wutong replied with a smile, and the two entered the city smoothly.

Wanlang City can be regarded as a city that never sleeps, even if it is almost early in the morning, West Street and South Street are full of lights and bustling.

"You might as well rest for the night and go back tomorrow!"

Sit in a private room. A pot of buffalo beef and two bowls of rice had been placed in front of Xue Pingshan and Ji Wutong, the two of them devoured it, and when they heard that Ji Wutong was going to Wuwen Lou in a while, Xue Pingshan spoke.

"I owe money to others and I can't sleep well, I have to go to Wuwenlou to ask me how the master on that side is doing."

Ji Wutong served himself a bowl of soup, smacking his lips and still unfinished.

"Why do you look so comfortable today?"

Xue Pingshan remembered that when he came here for dinner a few days ago, Ji Wutong still had a sad face and trembled.

"I'm scared of you people in the big city!" Ji Wutong said and ordered another bowl of rice.

"Then why weren't you scared today?" Xue Pingshan laughed.

"Scared and scared, and grew up." Ji Wutong continued to bury his head in the hot rice.

Thinking of Sakura Niang in front of the tea stall, facing all kinds of demon beasts, so well-handled, so easy, Ji Wutong was ashamed of herself.

Could it be that he wants to be a submissive, timid and poor master for the rest of his life?

Filling their stomachs, Ji Wutong and Xue Pingshan broke up and walked towards the street full of rouge powder.

Wisps of light yarn seduced him, a pair of drunken men and dodged lightly, and Ji Wutong was no longer as cautious as before.

Like many young people. When I first came to this place of drunken riddles, I was afraid of shyness and dodged. Come to this place of drunken lantern riddles again, but it is interesting to watch.

Without the discipline of my father and mother, there is no nonsense from others. Ji Wutong of Wanlang City is just Ji Wutong, no longer a little bastard who is afraid of suffering from white eyes for everything, and no longer a little bastard who cares about his father's face.

It's just a matter of a moment to figure out a truth, what Ji Wutong wants to do is Ji Wutong who gets ahead, and the bow technique to be cultivated is the bow technique that stands up to the sky.

If a good man wants to travel in all directions, he must be generous, and he must have a plan in his heart. This was in front of the tea stall that day, while selling tea, Sakura Niang covered her mouth and laughed at Ji Wutong's words.

When he left Renhe Town, Ji Wutong seemed to have figured it out, but he was bluffed into a little bastard by the bustling Wanlang City.

The first floor of Wuwen Building is still lively, but there is less of the sound of punching and shouting, but a light and beautiful song.

Ji Wutong sat under the stage, and on the stage was Wu Anrao, who helped him out of the siege that day. Dressed in a smoky blue gauze skirt, the jade hand stroked a pipa. The song is moving, and Zhu Yan is even more moving.

"A pot of tea, and some refreshments."

Ji Wutong, who was dressed in a red robe at the door of the building, didn't seem to have anything to do with here, just a guest who came to listen to Wu Anrao's singing.

"Yo, where did you make a fortune? Have the leisure to listen to music here. ”

The tea and refreshments were put on the table one by one, but the person who sent them was Zhang Shanyou, and the abacus was gently put on the table, looking at Ji Wutong who was listening to the music with interest.

"Zhang, I'll pay it back." Ji Wutong smiled and took out three Shang Yang Demon Pills from his satchel.

"Good condition. Let's clear both! Zhang Shanyou shook his abacus, and in an instant, the three demon pills were included in the bag.

"Hmm.... As soon as you enter this tea, you know that it is brewed in clear spring water, and it is sweet! Ji Wutong poured himself a cup of tea and drank it dry.

Zhang Shanyou smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and did not speak. Like Xue Pingshan's feeling just now, Ji Wutong seemed to be a different person, his eyes were no longer dodging, and his demeanor was no longer submissive.

"Zhang's boss still owes me an account."

Wu Anrao sang a song, and saw that Zhang Shanyou didn't speak, Ji Wutong had an abacus in his heart, and Zhang Shanyou's abacus was on the table.

"Tell me about it? And the debts that I Zhang Shanyou owe to others? ”

Zhang Shanyou's eyes lit up, and when he first saw Ji Wutong, he only felt that the red kite was gone.

"I've heard that there are only twenty-two people in the inner gate of Wanlang City's Wuwen Building, and all of them are immortal ranks."

From the moment he got the demon pill, Ji Wutong had been thinking about it for a long time, and he clearly remembered the first time he saw Zhang Shanyou, and the two people in red robes behind him were immortals.

"My father has taught me since I was a child that I should be honest, if I go to Qianye Mountain to tell the truth, I don't know if my master will be angry."

Ji Wutong's words made Zhang Shanyou's face change slightly, but there was no trace of anger.

"Then you make an offer."

Zhang Shanyou casually tugged at the abacus at his fingertips, and people who do business not only like to deal with honest people, but also like to deal with smart people. If you let the red kite know that she is recruiting internal children at will in Wanlang City, it will not be easy to explain.

"I want a room on the fifth floor." Ji Wutong stretched out his hand and pointed to it.

"Well said!"

As soon as the abacus sounded, Zhang Shanyou agreed without thinking about it.

"There's one more thing I'd like to ask."

Before Ji Wutong's words fell, Zhang Shanyou's hand was placed on his abacus again.

"It costs money to ask questions."

Zhang Shanyou is definitely not a master who wants to suffer by himself, even if Ji Wutong suddenly opens up, he can't let this poor boy knock on the bamboo bar of my golden abacus.

Ji Wutong smiled and didn't speak, this was something he had thought of a long time ago, and took out a small handful of cloud pieces and put them on the table.

"Where are you from?"

Zhang Shanyou only glanced at it and recognized it.

"What a coincidence. Zhang is in charge, and it costs money to ask me about things. This is your rule, and it's also the rule of Wuwen Building, right? ”

Ji Wutong hugged his fists and smiled, he was already sure in his heart that Zhang Shanyou would never dare to do anything to himself.

I went to the mountains and wilderness, and my mind was a lot clearer. The reason for the certainty is the red robe in the inner door, the arrows in the hand, and the friendship between the red kite and the old man Jiang.

These words that sound a bit of a scoundrel and hooligan, when he was still in the academy, Old Man Jiang had said a lot to himself, and he felt disgusted at the time, but now he didn't expect it to be so easy to use.

"I just want to ask if Qianye Mountain is okay and how my master is."

Before Ji Wutong could speak, he told what he wanted to know.

"It's all right, it's just going to take some time."

Zhang Shanyou took a fresh look at this poor boy, no wonder the red kite, who had never confiscated his apprentices in his life, would take a fancy to him, and anyone who didn't ask about the building had to be able to do business, this kid was a malleable talent.

"In the body of the merchant sheep."

Ji Wutong, who got the answer, naturally told Zhang Shanyou where the cloud pieces came from, and it was a truth to be honest.

"Thank you Zhang for coming forward on the street that day to help me out. In the only two clear! Ji Wutong said and put all the remaining clouds in the satchel on the table.

Zhang Shanyou nodded and smiled, and the abacus under his hand was busy for a while. This transaction can be regarded as a profit, this cloud piece is precious, even if it is enough to ask Zhang Shanyou to come forward three more times.

The moon stars are scarce, Ji Wutong stood at the gate of Wuwen Building, and the remaining demon pill was exchanged for a lot of silver in Wuwen Building. After stretching his waist, he blurted out two words: comfortable.

It's really comfortable, this little bastard Ji Wutong, who has been suppressed for many years, seems to have escaped from the cage of chaos today. It's rare to be at ease, and it's rare to be sober.