With the arrival of Su Wanyun.

Song Zhishu couldn't help but look at it, this was a bit of a coincidence, and both of them appeared.

"I've seen the Immortal."

The messenger glanced at Su Wanyun, immediately lowered his head, and shouted respectfully.

The latter just glanced at it, and noticed that the other party had no aura fluctuations, knowing that it was a mortal who didn't pay attention, but smiled sweetly and looked at Song Zhishu.

"Senior Brother Song, it's not too early, people are already waiting for Senior Brother in Changchun Tower."

Su Wanyun went straight to the point and directly explained her intentions.

Hearing Su Wanyun speak, Song Zhishu nodded and said.

"Senior sister, please wait a moment."

After saying this, Song Zhishu looked at the messenger, perhaps because of the arrival of other monks, the messenger was extremely nervous, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

"I'll accept it, but the gift is still exchanged, you take this paper umbrella."

Song Zhishu opened his mouth, the gift that the other party insisted on sending, this is a piece of heart, the previous refusal was because the other party's family background was not good, there was no need to save face, but the other party did not take it back, which proved that he had figured it out, so Song Zhishu accepted it.

But this paper umbrella is given to the other party, which can be regarded as a kind of return, and it can also be regarded as a relationship, and it is not familiar or born.

"Thank you, Immortal."

The latter was a little surprised, although he was honest, he also knew what it meant, and put away the paper umbrella at the moment.

"By the way, what's your name and where do you live?"

Song Zhishu asked.

"Hui Xianchang, the villain's name is Wang Zhuang, and he lives in Yanpingfang, East City."

The latter responded.

"Got it."

Song Zhishu nodded gently, and after closing the door, he left directly with Su Wanyun.

For Wang Zhuang, Song Zhishu's idea is also very simple, he is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, it is not a bad thing to get to know him, he stays at home all the year round, and he doesn't go out much except to perform sect tasks.

Some things, big and small, to be honest, I really don't know very well, if there is a Wang Zhuang, you can inquire about some news or something.

In fact, most people who cultivate immortals are like this, they are reluctant to go out without any major events, and practicing qi at home plus cultivating immortals on the whole day are ten times stronger than wandering around, so Song Zhishu feels that those otaku and social phobia people in his previous life are very suitable for cultivating immortals.

When I left my accommodation, the heavy rain had not stopped, and it was even heavier than yesterday.

Su Wanyun held up a pale pink paper umbrella and handed it to Song Zhishu, the smile on her face was always hanging, but she couldn't help but speak.

"Senior Brother Song, who is that person just now?"

She asked curiously, looking at Song Zhishu.

"A messenger came to apologize for wetting my letter yesterday."

Song Zhishu took the paper umbrella and said slowly.

Hearing this, Su Wanyun nodded, and the two walked out of the eaves, the heavy rain fell on the paper umbrella, and a low slapping sound sounded.

"Senior Brother Song, it's better not to mess with these mortals, they are all ordinary people, and we are no longer at the same level, deliberate contact, it is nothing more than wanting to make friends with wealth, these people's minds are too common, send some tatters today, and make some requests tomorrow with a cheeky face."

"Some seniors have said that the immortal cultivators of my generation must not have more contact with mortals than they do, and it is only a small matter to make some requests, and it is only great to cause and effect if they are involved, so there is no need to get involved in trouble for some mortals."

Su Wanyun spoke up, she had a good face and a smile, but when she said this, she had a feeling that she couldn't speak.

There is no disdainful gaze and look, but what is revealed between the tones is indifference, and that condescension.

It's class.

There are clear classes.

For some reason, when Song Zhishu heard this, he didn't agree in the slightest, and even felt disgusted in his heart.

The foundation of Confucianism is to be a person, and this person is divided into two meanings, the way of oneself to become an adult, the way to become an adult for others, and the core meaning is to be people-oriented.

But obviously, the monk looked down on mortals at all, and at a glance, he knew that Su Wanyun was just a monk at the third level of Qi cultivation, a low-level monk, but he looked down on mortals in his bones.

thinks that between the two, there are two completely different worlds, but they don't know that they are similar.

Of course, Song Zhishu didn't give any advice, everyone has different opinions and ideas, and the prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain in itself, and it cannot be changed by relying on a few words.

The two walked side by side, there were many pedestrians on the road, an oil-paper umbrella sheltered from the downpour, and there were different stories in the quaint streets and towns.

Song Zhishu didn't speak, just quietly looked at the surroundings, and understood what he saw.

Soon.

Changchun Building.

This is one of the more famous restaurants in the South Market, and the ordinary cost of a meal requires at least a dozen spirit beads, if you don't have any family background, or if you don't encounter any good things, no one will come here to eat.

Blind dates can be big or small, and it is not a problem to choose a site in Changchun Building.

"Senior Brother Song, the steward of Changchun Building and I know each other, I have already asked people to prepare some delicacies, and the account has been sold, so Senior Brother don't pay it."

Su Wanyun smiled and spoke, specially informing her that the meal money had been paid.

Paid?

Song Zhishu couldn't help frowning slightly, he didn't expect it, after all, to put it mildly, Su Wanyun can be regarded as a matchmaker, no matter whether this matter is successful or not, it will not be a matchmaker's turn to pay, right?

That's a bit weird.

Song Zhishu is inevitably a little suspicious, since Su Wanyun came to find him yesterday, he mentioned the blind date, and now it seems to be very deliberate.

Either there is something else hidden, or there is something wrong with this cousin, otherwise, Song Zhishu really can't think of any possibility.

seemed to feel that Song Zhishu was a little strange, and the latter couldn't help but speak out immediately.

"Senior Brother Song, I can be regarded as sending the Buddha to the West, mainly because I want to find a good home for my cousin, a monk like you, Senior Brother, is really rare."

Su Wanyun smiled and spoke.

"People like me, I don't need to say that Yuecheng grabs a lot of them, just the four cities and twelve squares in the city, aren't they all everywhere?"

Song Zhishu opened his mouth and simply laughed at himself, but before Su Wanyun could say a few polite words, Song Zhishu's voice sounded again.

"Senior Sister Su, what the hell is going on, let's talk about it directly."

"I think, Senior Sister Su is also a third-level Qi cultivator, and she doesn't have enough time on weekdays, so according to common sense, she has nothing to do with me."

"What is the purpose of taking the lead this time?"

Song Zhishu's tone was calm and slightly rusty, to be honest, he felt that something was wrong before, but now Su Wanyun made him even more suspicious.

So I couldn't help but ask the other party what the purpose was.

"Senior Brother Song, it's not interesting for you to say this, Senior Sister is just pulling a line, if it weren't for my cousin who has been begging me for help, plus I really think Senior Brother is not bad over the years, otherwise, I wouldn't be so enthusiastic."

"How suspicious are you?"

Su Wanyun was a little angry, but she felt that Song Zhishu was thinking too much.

Hearing Su Wanyun say this, Song Zhishu was indeed a little silent, thinking about it carefully, it was indeed the case, he was poor and white, there was no need to calculate himself.

The only possibility is that Su Wanyun's cousin has a problem.

However, Song Zhishu himself came to deal with one or two, and he didn't want to save Su Wanyun's face, so as not to make a feud.

"Senior Brother Song, in the private room on the second floor, you can wear white clothes."

"Senior sister, I won't go up, waiting for your good news."

When she came to Changchun Building, Su Wanyun told the room, and then planned to leave.

"Won't you go up with you?"

Song Zhishu asked with some curiosity.

The latter smiled at the moment, looked at Song Zhishu and said, "Senior brother, you meet, where is my business, what am I going to do?" Jokes? Or is it that the senior brother is afraid to talk to a woman? ”

She joked slightly.

"Indeed."

"Anyway, thank you very much, junior sister."

Song Zhishu said politely, and then walked directly into the Changchun Building.

After Song Zhishu walked into Changchun Tower, Su Wanyun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then muttered to herself.

"Senior brother, senior brother, don't blame me, the main thing is that you give too much."

"In the future, if I really get the fairy fate, I will also remember your kindness."

After Su Wanyun said this, she also turned around and left, without stopping for a moment.

As for Song Zhishu, after stepping into the Changchun Building, he didn't ask anything, and walked directly towards the second floor.

There is a lot of consumption in Changchun Building, a normal meal costs twenty or thirty spirit beads, if it is in a private room, at least fifty, unless it is a miscellaneous disciple, otherwise ordinary monks have no spending power.

"What is the plot for such a big price?"

Song Zhishu was puzzled, he really couldn't imagine what the other party was doing.

But since he has come, he is not worried about being deceived, and he is not afraid of any danger in public.

"Private room on the second floor."

"The woman in white."

After Song Zhishu came to the second floor, he began to search, and at a glance, there were many private rooms, and no one brought this trouble, and it was not clear which one was.

Fortunately, through the point of the woman in white, Song Zhishu instantly saw a figure in white.

Alone, sitting in the private room, the door was not closed, and then glanced at the other rooms, there was indeed no woman in white.

Therefore, Song Zhishu walked quickly.

But soon, Song Zhishu finally understood why Su Wanyun was so enthusiastic.

Because if you look closer, what kind of woman in white is this, it's purely a young woman in white.

is a woman, wearing white plain clothes, her appearance is definitely not bad, and even full of charm, the years have not left too many traces on her face, but she is at least thirty years old, and her temperament is not bad, at least it is invisible to ordinary people.

An emerald green hairpin was stuck in the top of his head, his slender arms were exposed to the air, and he was holding a wine glass, as if he was thinking about something.

"No wonder it's so enthusiastic."

"It's already more than thirty, where is this cousin? It's okay to say it's a cousin. ”

Song Zhishu couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, daring to go around with affection is such a thing.

Monks have the ability to delay aging, although it can't be completely delayed, but at least twenty years younger is definitely not a big problem, especially women, who know how to maintain more.

That is, the woman looks thirty years old, most likely forty or fifty years old, or even older.

Female junior, hugging gold bricks.

No wonder he invited himself, and he was so enthusiastic, at this moment Song Zhishu understood everything.

Thinking of this, Song Zhishu let out a breath, he walked directly into the private room, and he didn't care what the other party thought, he spoke directly.

"I've seen the girl."

"You're Su Wanyun's cousin."

"In Xia Song Zhishu, he is a friend of Senior Sister Su, and he went to the appointment in a hurry and didn't bring some gifts to the girl, and I hope the girl will forgive me."

"But Song does not have the intention of starting a family, although he is thirty years old, he has achieved nothing, but there is still a little hope in Xiandao, today's things are indeed a little reckless, if there is a fate to see you in the future, if Song has won the fairy fate, he will make up for today's mistakes."

"This meal should be regarded as part of Song's compensation, and I ask the girl not to get angry."

"Forgive me."

Song Zhishu opened his mouth, and he didn't give the other party a chance to say anything, this kind of blind date is a little embarrassing in itself, he didn't mean it, just because he didn't want to refuse others.

If you sit down and chat, you are not afraid that the other party will not be interesting to you, but you are afraid that the other party will have some meaning to you, that is harming others and yourself.

It's better to open the skylight and say something bright, so as not to get entangled.

Inside the private room.

The latter was slightly stunned, obviously he didn't expect Song Zhishu to say a lot of such things.

The next moment, before she could speak, Song Zhishu had already saluted and left, and she was not allowed to say a word at all.

Leave the private room.

Song Zhishu also fulfilled his promise, he came downstairs, intending to buy the account of the private room.

But when he heard the five lower-grade spirit stones, Song Zhishu was stunned.

"Five?"

No wonder Song Zhishu was surprised, he only earned five or six lower-grade spirit stones a month, how could he afford this?

"Shangxian, I ordered a pot of the most expensive spirit wine, and the price was clearly marked, but there was no mess."

The bookkeeper opened his mouth and deliberately pointed to the wooden sign of the price of wine behind him.

At that moment, Song Zhishu nodded, and then left.

Kindness.

I didn't pay and left directly.

But after walking a few steps, Song Zhishu came back with a painful face.

A gentleman must not be unfaithful.

Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith, these are the five constants of Confucianism, whether you want to or not, you have to pay.

The only hope at the moment is Confucianism and Taoism, if it is because of the loss of Xinnuo, it will affect the opening of the box, this is a big deal.

Cheap, why do you have to pretend to be big? Didn't everyone say that they had already paid for the spirit stones?

Why do you want to pretend to it?

Song Zhishu is really painful, what is the concept of five lower-grade spirit stones, he only has less than nine lower-grade spirit stones left in his hand, and he will have to pay the rent in half a month, that is, three.

In other words, I really have to be destitute.

It's going to be a quack.

With tears in his eyes, Song Zhishu walked out of the restaurant with a bitter face.

Meanwhile.

On the streets of Nanshi, in a house, Su Wanyun's figure appeared here.

And in front of him, there was a young man standing, and the robe on his body was impressively the clothes of a miscellaneous disciple.

"Are you sure Song Zhishu has arrived at the restaurant?"

He asked, asking the latter.

"Back to Senior Brother, Senior Sister is sure."

Su Wanyun nodded seriously.

"However, Song Zhishu was a little suspicious, so the junior sister didn't dare to take him up, so she only told him the private room and let him go up on his own."

Su Wanyun added.

"So, what if you go to the wrong private room?"

"Or maybe you can't delay a stick of incense, what should I do?"

The latter frowned and asked Su Wanyun.

"It shouldn't be a mistake, as for the time of a stick of incense, please rest assured, senior sister specially invited a sister from Wanxiang Pavilion, their methods are simply impossible for ordinary men to control, and Song Zhishu will definitely not be able to resist this sister's charm methods."

"You can delay for an hour."

Regarding this, Su Wanyun swore an oath.

"Wanxiang Pavilion."

The latter was a little surprised, who in Taihao Xianmen didn't know what Wanxiang Pavilion was, the women in it were all one in a hundred, specializing in seducing men, let you have copper muscles and iron bones, and when you meet the female cultivators of Wanxiang Pavilion, they all have to be soft.

For a second-level Qi cultivator, it was really too steady.

But that's fine, no accident is what he wants.

"Okay."

"You have done a good job in this matter, after the matter is completed, a myelin-washing pill plus the number of miscellaneous disciples will not be missing you."

The latter nodded, and Su Wanyun was instantly overjoyed and thanked him again and again.

And Changchun Building, among the private rooms.

The young woman in white couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth, a little unconscious, and then muttered three words to herself.

"Song Zhishu."

There was some interest in her eyes, but it was only for a moment.

Because right now.

A middle-aged Confucian man walked into the private room with an extremely serious expression.

He closed the door, and as soon as he sat down, he spoke slowly.

"Pavilion Master."

"The news came, the saint....... It may not be able to survive today. ”

The voice fell.

The look of the beautiful woman was instantly silent.