A luxury restaurant in Jinling, with six floors and nearly 100 guest rooms, only one guest is stayed, which is a doll surnamed Qu from the city that never sleeps in the west.

This doll surnamed Qu is naturally that Qu Tianqin, Qu Tianqin is also helpless, which nerve is firmly tied up by Hou Ye, and he wants to bring such two dusty goods to change to the most high-end restaurant inn. In other words, I want to be quiet, let myself go to the city industry to ask for money, and charter the entire restaurant room, that is, the guests of this restaurant can only eat and cannot live in the hotel.

This is a bitter Qu Tianqin, living with such two women. What's even more bitter is that every day there will be a gentleman who comes to the door, either to guide her to Han etiquette, or to teach her to operate and settle accounts.

The little Qin Ji is still peaceful, and she plays the piano and sings a few songs on weekdays, and the red-haired old lady is so angry that she can't beat herself and wants to sneak out again and again.

Suddenly hearing the sudden hustle and bustle of the crowd on the street, how could Qu Tianqin, who loves to join in the fun, be quiet. Immediately poked his head out, only to see the meteors in the starry sky of the ink disk drunk, the picture was dreamy, and it was difficult to retract his eyes.

The two beauties on the sixth floor also poked their heads out, and Kotohime couldn't help but open her eyes and watch the stars fall from the sky. And the red-haired dancer was stunned, this, this, this······

What kind of person can resonate with heaven and earth?

The red-haired dancer put her fingers together, her fingertips flashing a faint red light like a candle flame, and she stroked back and forth in the air like a charm.

When she was done, the night sky in the northeast direction was actually a dark night, and a thunderbolt fell, and its light was rare in the real world.

"Sister, what's that?"

Qin Ji couldn't help asking, this girl is just a middle class, how can she know that even if she is a mortal, she can resonate with heaven and earth when she cultivates to a certain level. The falling stars in the sky are one person, and the ice and blue sky and thunder that cut through the sky in the dark night are also one person.

"What kind of cultivation can you do?"

Wu Ji looked at it in a daze, not to mention the heavenly thunder, the person who made the stars fall must be in this Jinling City. But who could it be?

Is it Zhongxi Hou?

Mai Ji quickly denied her guess, there have been dozens of nearly hundreds of masters to test the ability of this Western barbarian, the cultivation is indeed profound, but it is unlikely that it is an existence that can attract the resonance of heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate. The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining.

These sixteen words seem quite bluffing, but a few people don't know that these sixteen words are just the first sixteen words in the article "Thousand Words" that children must learn.

Qu Tianqin thought about it and felt bored, so it was better to go to the jewelry store at dawn, maybe he could meet some fun. No matter how bad it is, you have to put your identity on display, and now you are the big shopkeeper of many businesses in Jinling City, if you don't move around, what can you do?

The little guy muttered there: "It's strange, it's a meteor shower for a while, and a thunderbolt in the sky for a while, is this Jinling City going to change the sky?

It didn't take long for the little guy to give himself a few slaps because of his crow's mouth, and he knelt in front of the ancestral spiritual throne and repented for half an hour, and repented from the bottom of his heart about some trivial things, such as not stealing wine and drinking, not peeking at the little lady taking a bath, and so on······

A guest entered the restaurant, another guest was dozing on the table, the restaurant was wrapped, the time was empty, but the idle silver was also less, I don't know whether it was happy or worried. It will be closed in half an hour, and at this time a guest comes, looking at the clothes, not bad, and maybe some copper.

This guest bar, the person is very spiritual. He just tied his hair up with a linen-colored band, but he wore a loose robe made of gray and white topped with two hands, which were always in the sleeves and placed at the navel, which looked very elegant.

How old should this guest be? in his early thirties? Almost, right? But it gives people an unusually calm feeling, not like a person who is only over thirty, but more like he is not confused. But in the same way, people in their forties look like this, and they are well maintained.

The little guy suddenly came to his senses, wiped the dozing table clean, and greeted him with a smile: "This master, come, this seat is good, you sit here." ”

The guest sat down on the long wooden bench along the small house, looked around the restaurant, smiled and nodded at the little house, and the little girl understood that this was something to order.

"Little brother, give me a pot of sake and some light food. ”

"Okay, look, a small pot of bamboo leaves plus a meat dish and two vegetarian dishes, and a bowl of rice for you, how about this?"

The guest nodded, and the little maid turned around and was about to prepare, when the guest coughed lightly, and the little maid turned around and opened his eyes wide.

This, this, this······

And behold, there was a little more piece of gold on the table, yes, gold. The little guy's waist was more arched, and the curvature of his face was more exaggerated, and he couldn't wait to kneel down to ask for silver for this guest at this time. But this is Jinling, Jinling City, where there are countless princes and nobles, but it is not their hometown in the countryside.

"Master, ······ you are"

"The rest of the money will be counted with your bounty. ”

The little guy muttered in his heart, such a piece of gold, no matter how you say it after going to the official bank, there should be more than 20 taels of silver, and the things he ordered for this guest just now are less than 300 yuan. It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing.

Suddenly encountered such a big financier, the little guy made a difficulty, everyone is greedy, but his appetite can't swallow so much.

The guest seemed to see the embarrassment of the little guy, his brows frowned slightly, naturally it was only for a moment, he forgot, this is Jinling City, no matter how prosperous it is, it is Jinling City after all, not the imperial capital Jingzhou.

"After paying for the meal, you will do good deeds on my behalf and give porridge at this door every day to accumulate virtue. ”

When the little guy heard this, he nodded again and again. Turned his head and went to the back kitchen, he is not stupid, he doesn't want to be rich and stupid, whether this guest is stupid or not is none of his business. With such a piece of gold in his arms, his heart was full of joy, but he didn't expect that he would have wealth and touch gold one day.

The guest looked at the snow falling slowly outside the window, and made a joke to himself: "Could it be that this old dragon king's Jinling City has a grievance that can make heaven and earth look like a vision?"

The little guy was afraid that the owner would be bored, so he ran to the back kitchen to explain the matter, and immediately hurried over with the best aged bamboo leaves in the store and a plate of salt and pepper broad beans. When I came over, I heard the gold lord sighing about the snow in this summer, and he also responded: "I guess there is a grievance elsewhere, and the snow has come to our Jinling City to find the old prince to avenge his grievances." ”

As he spoke, he flipped the wine bowl and filled it with the gold master, and the aroma of the wine overflowed, and the smell made people swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva secretly. This gold owner is just a move, but it scares this little guy. The gold lord stretched out his hand from his sleeve, straightened a bowl, and motioned for the servant to pour himself a bowl as well.

What is terrifying is the hand of this gold master, his hand, the palm to the two-thirds of the forearm, this large section, is blood red, and the upper part is no different from ordinary people, some are more bronze.

The gold lord seemed to be accustomed to such a reaction of ordinary people, giggling, Gu Zi picked up the wine bowl and drank it all. The little guy forced himself to be calm, he hadn't seen all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes for more than a month, maybe some people with advanced martial arts would have a little bit, special?

Yes, it can only be so.

"When I was young, I came to your Jinling City and was injured, and now my whole hands are red spots, but it scared the little brother?"

The gold lord is so gentle, how dare the little guy write fear on his face again, his eyes asked, and after obtaining consent, he sat on the left side of the gold lord, the little heart was still fluttering, he took the wine bowl and drank it all, choked a few times, and finally calmed down a little.

Looking at the hand of the gold owner, in addition to the scary color, there is nothing special. If you talk about the martial saint general in ancient times, isn't it scared people to death with your face?

The gold lord and the little guy have been chatting, from Jinling City twenty years ago to a few days ago, a tattered monk stepped on a phoenix and flew over Jinling City. The gold lord also smiled and said that the little guy was tricking him, and the little guy was a little drunk with a red face and firm eyes, and said with a straight face: "The monk has also come to us, ask the shopkeeper for water to drink, I give him water and give him steamed buns, he doesn't want it, the shopkeeper must pour water for him to drink······"

What else did the gold lord say, his ears moved slightly, and his eyes motioned for a few other little guys to come over, and he no longer made a fool of himself when he understood the price of Jinling City, and this time he took out a dozen coppers and gave them to the little guys, signaling them to carry the drunken little guys back.

Suddenly, the gold owner muttered a little, in fact, the copper in the pocket also feels quite good.

At the gate behind him, a middle-aged man in black with a black sword walked in slowly, looking at the back of the gold lord, not moving, and not speaking.

The gold lord closed his eyes and took a deep breath, in this world, only you know who you are, and you know your true identity.

This gold lord also understands that the world has come down to their cultivation realm, although they can cultivate to the heavens and the earth, but to achieve scenes such as summer snow when the seal is broken, except for people, I am afraid that I can't find a few.

Naturally, he is also a one.

"Mo San's friend, I haven't seen you for many years. ”

The gold lord turned his head, opened his eyes, and stared at the black-clothed middle-aged sword for a few moments. couldn't help frowning, but frowning only for a moment, and then stretched his brows, as if he understood.

The person who came was indeed Mo Sang, the contemporary sword-bearer of the Mo family, who was dressed in a black warrior suit and equipped with a black sword that could not hide his edge. This is indeed a good sword, but it is not the Mo Yu sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by his Mo family, which makes the gold lord a little strange.

Mo Sang sat down in the position where the original little servant was sitting, turned over a wine bowl by himself, and the gold lord poured wine for him.

Mo Sang drank it all, and then said, "Friend, I've seen you for a long time." ”

Lord Jin smiled playfully and asked, "Did you really figure it out?"

Mo Sang's face was full of bitterness at the moment, and he said with a smile: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and the surname of the emperor is only eight hundred years, my Mo family, it is time to be content." ”

The gold lord's expression remained unchanged, it was still the same, and he asked again: "In this case, your Mo family may really be destroyed." My friend is not a member of my immortal sect, so I naturally don't know the difference between mortals and immortal cultivators. It is true that immortal cultivators are not allowed to kill at will, but it is a coincidence that your Mo family is the only exception. ”

Mo Sang stared at the gold lord carefully, and then asked: "If this trip is completed, can it really bless the Mo family's incense for another five hundred years?"

The gold lord laughed, laughed, laughed, and asked again: "Didn't my friend say that children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren?"

Mo Sang poured a bowl of wine himself, but he still drank it all, wiped the residual wine from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, sighed, and then said slowly: "My friend may not know, in addition to Ming'er, my Mo Sang also has a son. The day when the sword will break the seal is approaching, and I have figured it out, I shouldn't have suffered one child for the inheritance of the Mo family, but I hurt another child. But really, sometimes, I feel that the ancestors and the ancestors are staring at it, generation after generation, if I Mo Sang breaks the rules of the ancestors, I will be shameless after death. ”

The gold lord laughed again and said, "Ancestors and ancestors? If the world knows my grandfather's so-called true purpose, then it is difficult to say that it is right or wrong. ”

Mosan was not curious, this friend mentioned his grandfather and father for a long time, but never explained who they were. It's just a guessing puzzle, if you guess right, it's right, and if it's wrong, it's wrong, but the answer can't be written on paper.

Seeing that Mo Sang was still depressed, the gold lord no longer ridiculed, and then poured Mo Sang full of wine, and then added some to his bowl, and said: "A few days ago, I made a divination, saying that my life is not long, you see, it doesn't matter if I step into the coffin with one foot, you have such an excellent son, why bother with God? In the journey of inheriting the Tao, others can be protectors, but they cannot replace them. Friend, after this trip, it's time to put down the success or failure. ”

Mo Sang took another sip of wine, sighed, and continued: "Sometimes I don't know that a big man like Yanyun Riding like my friend would actually take my Lincheng disciples as apprentices. ”

The gold lord laughed, took a sip of wine, and then said: "The kid is so talented, how can he not be cherished." It's a good friend, in addition to the swordsmanship of the Mo family, the sword-casting skills are not bad, and he only fights one sword in his life, if you don't leave this sword to your protégé, in the end, it's not cheaper for my good apprentice?"

When Mo Sang heard this, the clouds suddenly swept away a little, and he felt a little more comfortable, and said: "If it weren't for the rules of my Mo family, I really wanted to teach him Mo Yu swordsmanship." But fortunately, my friend cherished his talent and didn't waste such a good seedling. ”

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, look at me, I know that Mr. Hato's old witch will be rude to my disciples, I don't pretend to be confused and ignore it. If the young eagle wants to fly, it must not be stopped. If I clean up Mr. Eight Bucket for Yan Yunqi's face today, then there will be another Mr. Nine Bucket, Mr. One Liter, how should the little doll be dealt with?"

Mo Sang was about to say more, but when the words came to his lips, he paused, and then the action couldn't be simpler, raising the bowl and touching his friend, and doing it all.