A few days later, thousands of miles away from Daoqing Mountain, Mo Yang was quietly suspended in the air, looking at a mortal city not far below that covered an area of dozens of miles and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Mo Yang shook his head slightly, and his figure flashed towards the city.

This is a city called Twilight, the mottled city walls wind for dozens of miles, and at the gate of the city stand two sergeants in cyan uniforms, each holding a spear, standing meticulously.

At this time, it was the morning, and there was an endless stream of people entering and leaving the city, and there was a long queue for a while, and I don't know whether it was because the city gate was too small or because there were too many people, the scene of queuing up to enter the city made Mo Yang frown slightly, but then he smiled slightly, this situation made him miss the life on the earth. They quietly lined up and entered the city.

The stalls on both sides of the street shouted and shouted, and the flow of people slowly moved forward. The reason why Mo Yang stayed here was because when he was in the air, he found that there was a large tomb dozens of feet underground, and his divine sense could not penetrate it, and he was very curious in his heart.

"Anyway, there's no hurry, let's play here for two days first, it's a rare opportunity to experience this world." Mo Yang followed the crowd and thought secretly in his heart.

Looking at the sky, it was already noon, and there happened to be a large restaurant in front of me, so I didn't move.

At this time, it was already meal time, and the restaurant was already overcrowded, Mo Yang frowned.

"This gentleman, please upstairs." The busy little guy on the side saw that Mo Yang was dressed luxuriously, revealing a noble temperament, and his identity was extraordinary at a glance, so he hurriedly put down the work in his hand and came to Mo Yang with a smile.

Mo Yang heard that he had no opinion and stepped into the second floor under the leadership of the little maid, compared to the overcrowding on the first floor, the second floor was a lot empty, Mo Yang found a place near the window and sat down.

"Sir's first time coming to our Drunken Immortal Fang, right?" The little guy asked, bowing down.

"You little guy has some vision." Mo Yang laughed.

"That is, since Mr. is coming to this building for the first time, then Mr. is blessed." The little guy smiled happily.

Mo Yang smiled when he heard this: "Oh? What do you mean by that? ”

The little guy smiled: "The wine of our store is just new in the past few days, sir, you are blessed."

"Oh? Then bring me a jar and a few snacks to accompany me. Mo Yang suddenly became interested when he heard this.

"Okay, you'll be there." The little guy bowed and retreated.

Mo Yang looked at the flow of people outside the window, and sighed slightly in his heart, he hadn't seen such a lively scene for a long time. Mortals have the troubles of mortals, monks have the troubles of monks, mortals want to cultivate immortals, but they don't know that being with their relatives is the happiest.

Mo Yang sighed, but he didn't notice that the speed of the fusion of the Yuan Shen had accelerated a little.

"Sir, here comes your wine." The little girl's voice broke Mo Yang's contemplation.

I saw that the little guy was holding a square tray, on which were placed three or five side dishes, a pot of wine and a wine glass, there were meat and vegetarian dishes, and his complexion was good.

After the little servant put the wine and food on the table, he bowed slightly: "Sir, you can taste it, the wine in our town store is the most high-end in the whole Twilight City, and it is known as a pot that does not go out of the city."

"A pot doesn't leave the city? It's kind of interesting. Mo Yang smiled slightly when he heard this.

"Yes, since the birth of this wine, no matter how much wine you have, you can't sleep soundly when you have a pot of belly, I don't know how many heroes don't believe in evil, but no one can still be sober after a pot of belly. Sir, don't drink it all at once, you can take the rest of the wine home and taste it slowly. The little guy said proudly.

Mo Yang's interest increased greatly when he heard this, he picked up the wine jug and poured a glass, and his face suddenly changed: "Little brother, who made this wine?"

"Speaking of which, this wine was made by our chef himself, is there anything wrong with it?" Seeing Mo Yang's expression change, the little maid was a little puzzled.

Mo Yang was silent, picked up the wine glass and observed it, and took a sip gently: "Little brother, can you bring me to meet your chef?" With that, he took out a piece of gold from the storage bag he was carrying and handed it to him. Although gold and silver are useless to monks, Mo Yang came from the earth after all, and his love for gold is incomprehensible to ordinary people. Therefore, he ordered someone to dig a gold mine, smelt a lot, and bring it with him.

The little guy took the gold ingot and suddenly trembled: "Sir, this and this." ”

You must know that although this ingot of gold is useless to Mo Yang, it is a huge amount of money for this little guy, equivalent to half a year's salary, can you not be excited.

Mo Yang saw that the little guy seemed to be frightened and said, "It's okay, reward you, take me to meet your chef." ”

"Ahh Yes, yes, sir, how about I change the private room for you later, and then bring the chef to meet you? The little guy put the gold ingot in his hand into his arms with a face full of surprise, for fear of being seen by others. It is said that Mo Yang's operation of handing the gold ingot to the little guy is actually very hidden, and there are few people around, so no one has noticed it for the time being.

Mo Yang nodded immediately when he heard this.

The little guy was overjoyed and hurriedly cleaned up the table.

After the little servant reloaded the wine and food on the table on the tray, he took Mo Yang up to the third floor and entered a box of three or four zhang in size, the box was clean and elegant, and Mo Yang nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing Mo Yang's satisfied look, the little guy rearranged the wine and food on the tray: "Sir, let's do it a little, and the little one will invite the chef for you." ”

Mo Yang nodded, picked up the wine glass, and fell into deep thought again.

After a stick of incense, there was a knock on the door outside the box: "Sir, the chef has invited you." ”

"Come in," Mo Yang said lightly.

Hearing this, the little servant pushed the door in, and Mo Yang turned his head to look.

I saw a young man with short hair about one meter tall and seven or eight meters tall behind him, the man was dressed in a coarse linen coat, with a faint puzzle on his face.

"I wonder what this gentleman is looking for?" The short-haired young man asked, confused.

Mo Yang didn't answer directly, but turned his eyes to look at the little guy.

"Ah, sir, I still have something to do, so I'll retire first." The little guy immediately understood when he saw Mo Yang's gaze, and withdrew from the box as he spoke.

"I don't know what to call it?" Mo Yang looked at the short-haired young man and asked.

"Oh, my name is Li Shi," the short-haired man said.

"Brother Li, you made this wine, right?" Mo Yang asked with a straight expression, holding the wine glass in his hand.

"Yes, this wine is made by me, why is there anything wrong with this wine?" The man was a little puzzled when he heard this.

Mo Yang laughed and took a sip of the wine glass: "This is distilled, right?" ”

"How do you know?" Li Shi was shocked.

"Hahahaha, so in this way, little brother, the odd change does not change?" Mo Yang laughed.

"Symbols look at quadrants?" Li Shi replied stunned.