At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, two people walked in from the Feiyu Hotel.

A man and a woman, looking like they are in their twenties, the man's Fengshen jade face, and the woman's appearance and moon appearance, all have a transcendent temperament, not ordinary people.

Both of them are dressed in ancient costumes, the man's white clothes are like snow, the woman's pale green is delicate, and they both carry swords on their sides, as if the ancient chivalrous warriors in the TV series walked out.

It's a pity that Huang Ying doesn't have much research on ancient costumes, and I don't know which dynasty they are wearing; She didn't have much research on swords, and she didn't know if the swords they brought were real or fake, and which factory produced them.

Fortunately, she knows that young people nowadays like to play that cosplay, and it is not uncommon to wear ancient costumes and JK Lolita, it is not unusual, and she is not too surprised.

It's just that after the two entered the store, they directly occupied a table, with a cold face, and they didn't like it.

Because it is noon, there are many people eating, and it is normal to share a table, but these two must not let others come recently, so that the store has lost a lot of business.

And it's normal to not like sharing tables, but she can't say anything.

Until the two of them sat for nearly thirty minutes, they didn't mean to order. She went over to inquire many times, but both of them were expressionless, with disgust in their eyes, and they did not speak.

Occupying a position and not eating, it's really annoying.

And she felt that the way these two people looked at people was more disgusting than the way the official lord and the landlord looked at people, as if they didn't want to talk because they felt that she was not worthy to talk to them.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Huang Ying couldn't bear it anymore and called out Zhang Hongyi's bald head.

After she and Zhang Hongyi briefly explained the situation, Zhang Hongyi nodded, put on a smile, stepped forward, and asked the two, "What do you two eat?"

"The shop has noodles and meals, and the meals are home cooking, chicken, duck, fish, seasonal vegetables, everything you need. If you don't like the menu, I'll order the general Yizhou dishes. ”

It's just that as soon as he approached, the two of them were even more excessive, frowning, and fanning the smell between their noses, as if they disliked the smell of oil smoke on his body.

Finally, after sitting in the store for nearly an hour, the man asked aloud, "Zhang Ziyu, can you live here?" ”

Looking for his own son to smash it, Zhang Hongyi and Huang Ying glanced at each other, and frowned in their hearts, how could Ziyu know such a person?

But he still smiled and asked, "Are you looking for Ziyu?"

"Is it Ziyu's friend?"

Friend?

The man glanced at Zhang Hongyi with disgust and replied, "No! ”

Not a friend?

Zhang Hongyi put his mind at ease, and said in his heart that his son would really not make such a friend.

He laughed again: "Then what are you looking for Ziyu?" ”

The man didn't look at him with his eyes, although he was sitting, his nostrils were still facing each other, and he said coldly: "You shouldn't ask, don't ask!" ”

is like the palace compound in film and television dramas, you need to be cautious in your words and deeds, otherwise you will have the big crime of killing your head!

But......

Big guy, the Qing Dynasty has been dead for hundreds of years, and the old man's hotel here!

What's more, what you're looking for is my son, and what should I not ask about my son?

Zhang Hongyi was angry by a sentence, but fortunately he was nearly half a hundred years old and his temper was much better, so he still asked with a smile: "Is it your company's confidential matter?" ”

The man replied, "Don't ask more!" If you know where Zhang Ziyu went, quickly send someone to call him back. ”

"Where Ziyu went, I don't know." Zhang Hongyi said again, "He went out in the morning, and he didn't say where he was going, nor did he say when he would come back."

"Would you like to eat something, or go upstairs to make a cup of tea and wait?"

"Since you don't know anything, then don't be here, stay away from me, and do what you have to do!" The man said.

"I mean......"

"Noise!"

Zhang Hongyi was about to continue, when the woman suddenly scolded in a low voice and interrupted him.

He looked over, and the woman pulled into her wide sleeves, took out two banknotes and threw them on the table, looked at him coldly, and said, "Don't you just think that we have taken a position and delayed your business?" Mortals have the same mind as if they were sesame mung beans. But I don't know that this seat is sitting here to give you face and your ancestors to accumulate blessings.

"Take it, don't bother again!"

The woman's speech was worse than the man's, Zhang Hongyi frowned, looked down at the money on the table, and after a glance, the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he reached out and picked up the money.

The woman saw that he didn't say anything to pick up the money, and the look on her face was even more disdainful, mortals are such lowly goods, seeing the money, she ran around all her life for the firewood, rice, oil and salt, I don't know what to say.

Zhang Hongyi took her money in front of her eyes and looked at it twice, and then signaled to Huang Ying behind her, Huang Ying glanced at it, and couldn't help but take the money and study it in her hand.

"Ahem!" Zhang Hongyi looked at the woman and spoke again, "Two guests...... Two comrades, dare to ask what year you were born? ”

"What does it have to do with you?" The woman's eyebrows were raised coldly, and she said coldly.

Still want to find out about the heel of this fairy?

No way!

Zhang Hongyi took the money from Huang Ying's hand, handed it back to the woman, and said: "Your money is the second set of banknotes, and it has not been circulated in China for many years. ”

"What?" The woman was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that the woman didn't answer, Zhang Hongyi directly put the money back on the table in front of her and replied, "You sit here for a while, I'll call Ziyu and ask him to come back." ”

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found Zhang Ziyu's phone, and called out.

According to his thoughts, these two people either came out of a mental hospital, or they were taken out of the country by their parents in the sixties and have only returned now. Call Zhang Ziyu to confirm it so that it is convenient to call the police.

…… Maybe it's half a million walking.

"Telephone ......"

The two saw Zhang Hongyi take out his mobile phone from his pocket and glanced at each other, with some surprise in their eyes.

Back then, their phones belonged to the upper class and the wealthy.

When Zhang Ziyu received the call, he was still halfway up Cuiping Mountain, waited for him to go up Cuiping Mountain, came down again, and sent Wenlan home with Yan Layer, and when Yan Layer sent him home again, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

When he walked into the store, he saw the two conspicuous bags in Hanfu.

Huang Ying walked over and whispered to him, "Your two friends have been waiting for you all afternoon." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Ziyu responded, and replied in a suppressed voice, "You go and get busy, I'll deal with it." ”

Hanfu, with a sword, surrounded by aura, the paper money of the sixties is obviously an immortal cultivator who has returned from the cultivation world.

It's just to see if it's from Shushan.

"Two?" He and the two men motioned outside the store, "Go out for a walk?" ”

He didn't feel like he was from Shushan, but he was afraid that it was. Because if it was someone from Shushan who came to arrest him, it would be somewhat undignified to be arrested in front of his parents...... It can also worry parents.

The two men also gave him face, and when they heard this, they got up, took their swords, and walked out of the store with him.

"I'll be back in a moment." Zhang Ziyu turned around and greeted his parents with a smile.

…… I hope to come back, he said to himself.

Out of the store, to the Qingshui River, Zhang Ziyu took the two of them up along the riverbank.

Seeing that these two people didn't directly follow his meaning, he was a lot relieved, and asked out loud: "Two, what do you call them?" ”

In the end, there is a demand for others, although I still look down on Zhang Ziyu's low-level, relationship-based casual cultivation, but sometimes it is necessary to turn in knots.

The man hugged Zhang Ziyu perfunctorily and introduced himself: "Qingyun Sword Sect, Chen Deshun, this is my junior sister, Liu Cui." ”

Listening to these two names with a sense of age, Zhang Ziyu couldn't help but glance at them first.

He didn't even ask Qingyun Sword Sect about this, but asked, "Senior Brother Gui Geng?" ”

Chen Deshun's face darkened for a moment, but he still replied: "Six out of eighty." ”

"Oh......" Zhang Ziyu nodded.

Sure enough, it was the Lingshi Sword in the fifties and sixties of the last century, which was brought from the human world to the world of cultivating immortals.

"Senior brother, this Qingyun Sword Sect ......," he asked at this time, "What's the matter with me?" ”

In fact, when he heard that these two people were from the Qingyun Sword Sect and not from the Shushan Sect, he felt a little more relaxed.

Because according to Ling Shijian, Shushan is one of the five major sects in the immortal cultivation world, and Jiangzhou, at least at the level of immortal cultivation, is under the jurisdiction of Shushan. If someone wants to arrest him because of the Li family's affairs, it should be someone from Shushan, not someone from Qingyun Sword Sect.

The most important thing is that none of the five major sects in the Immortal Cultivation Realm is called the Qingyun Sword Sect. So it was obvious that the Qingyun Sword Sect was inferior to Shu Mountain, and it was impossible to cross Shu Mountain to dispose of him.

When Chen Deshun heard this, he sneered and said, "You are about to face a catastrophe, and you don't know it yet!" ”

"Hmm......" Zhang Ziyu groaned.

When I watched "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" back then, the first sentence of those strategists to persuade them to surrender was "Do you know that you are about to come to a catastrophe", and when the strategists offered advice, they started with "Don't panic, the lord has a plan, but I can break the thief".

He asked, "What calamity?" ”

In fact, he probably knew that what Chen Deshun was going to talk about was the Li family, and he just wanted to know what this so-called Qingyun Sword Sect could say something interesting.

The person in the Demon Sect who came to recruit him into the demon had just left on the front foot, and a Qingyun Sword Sect came on the back foot.

It seems that after he did the Li family, his life became different.

"Do you think that you killed more than 100 members of the Li family and did it seamlessly? Does no one know? Chen Deshun said coldly, "Sure enough, he is a native of the world, lacking knowledge and short-sighted!"

"Do you know that the Shushan Sword Immortal is unpredictable, and I have long known the good things you have done.

"Do you know that if someone from Shushan comes, what punishment will you face? You won't die easily, but you'll be locked up in the Demon Lock Tower, tormented for eternity. When the body dies, the soul cannot be freed! ”

Or intimidate him......

"Ahh Zhang Ziyu showed a panicked expression on his face, and hurriedly asked, "Then what should I do?" ”

Chen Deshun snorted coldly: "The great devil of Zhongmiaomen was born, and that's it!" If you have done such a thing that has completely lost your conscience, you have aroused the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people, and everyone who is righteous will be punished.

"Only I, Qingyun Sword Sect, seeing that you are still young, and there is still a chance to turn back, I am willing to give you a chance."

Zhang Ziyu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and he asked, "Qingyun Sword Sect, Qingyun Sword Sect, what can I do to survive?" ”

Chen Deshun turned around, looked at the Qingshui River flowing slowly, and asked mysteriously, "Lingshi Sword, do you know it?" ”

"Acquaintance!" Zhang Ziyu nodded again and again.

"Whether you can live or not depends on her!" Chen Deshun said.