Chapter 80: Manxiang Building
The mud bodhisattva has no abscesses, coupled with his original supernatural disguise technique, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to risk in front of the people in the martial arts, he hides wherever he wants to be found again, it is difficult to climb to the sky. Even if you are accompanied by your granddaughter, you can use the disguise technique to get through, and after a few years, when the child grows up and changes, no one will see the flaws again.
After settling down the mud bodhisattva, Xue Wushu wandered around this big city alone. This city is one of the most famous places in the world. Not only was it once brilliant, but even the name was extremely domineering: Matchless City!
The name of Mushuang City comes from a powerful gang that has slowly developed into the majestic and prosperous form it is today.
But that was years ago. Although the city is still prosperous, there is an endless stream of peddlers and pawns, but only the city "Wushuang City" has no gang "Wushuang City".
Even after the general trend is controlled by the "World Meeting", some very whitewashed rumors can still be heard in this peerless city. The highlight is the story of Nie Feng, the hall master of the Divine Wind Hall of the World Society, who was less than twenty years old, who attacked the strong with a weak attack and killed the Dugu side of the city lord of Wushuang City. The depictions are vivid and colorful, as if they were all seen with their own eyes. It's all a storytelling. In this regard, Xue Wushu laughed.
I accidentally came to a red building, smelled the wine, smiled slightly, and muttered, "I don't know what the wine tastes like in this stormy world?"
The restaurant is not only decorated with pride, but also excessive. The hall alone is no less than thirty zhang square. The entire building is five stories high and nearly thirty meters.
Xiao Er saw Xue Wushu come in, so he hurriedly trotted over to serve. Being begging for a living in this peerless city, Xiao Er's eyes are very poisonous, and at a glance, he knows that this uncle in a black robe of Nine Dragons is not simple. This outfit alone is worth a lot of money, and it has a cold but majestic face, which is by no means comparable to ordinary people in the martial arts.
"Uncle, would you like to climb high and look far away? Our Manxiang Building is the highest place in the city, and it is a unique and elegant place to look at the city while drinking. ”
Xue Wusuan smiled and said, "Okay, I was about to go up and take a look at the whole picture of this Peerless City." Lead the way. ”
"Okay, uncle, please!"
When you climb to the top floor, you will find that the area here is several times smaller than the hall on the first floor, like a larger pavilion. However, there are only four tables, but it is spacious. And unlike the hall, there are only four people sitting at one table, and the other three tables are empty. It was quiet.
As soon as Xue Wushuan's hand flipped, a half-catty gold ingot slapped into Xiao Er's hand. Smiled: "It's good here, this is a reward for you." Fetch me a pot of the best wine and serve it with a few great appetizers. ”
"Thank you, thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle! The little one will go! You wait, wait!" Xiao Er knew that this uncle should be a high roller, and there must be a reward. But I didn't expect to raise my hand for five taels of gold! This is enough to buy his little life. I didn't dare to delay, so I went downstairs to Zhang Luo for wine and food. I guess I was also scared.
This kind of arrogance, naturally, not everyone has seen it, it is very rare. Immediately, the four people at the table next to him looked sideways. Xue Wushu turned a blind eye to this, and found a table with a good view to sit down. I shook the folding fan and looked at the scenery with a smile on my face.
Less than five minutes. The previous Xiao Er came back with a big pot of wine and three delicate side dishes with a red face.
Xue Wusuan pursed his lips, pointed to the wine jug and said, "How can you drink so much?" Then go and change the big jar to come up, and the cup will be removed, and you will ask for a bowl, a big bowl." Go quickly!"
Where did Xiao Er dare to say more than half a word, he hurriedly put down the side dishes, and went down with a tray to change the wine jar for Xue Wusuan.
"Hey, over there, maybe you drink? Do you dare to compare with Benjun? The wine money Benjun is invited!" Taking advantage of the interval when Xiao Er went down to change wine, Xue Wusuan suddenly turned his head to look at the four people on the side and said loudly.
When he first came up, Xue Wusuan noticed these four people, a very strange combination: a hanging child, a frowning and crying face and an ugly face, a monk with a fat head and big ears, and an old man with white hair and an imposing old man. No matter how you look at it, the four of them shouldn't get together.
Especially the old man. There is a red sword-shaped birthmark on his forehead, and there is a slight sharp aura in the momentum on his body, and the whole person sits quietly with a sense of harmony that ordinary people do not have. This feeling is naturally no stranger to Xue Wushuan, and he knows that this is a martial artist who has stepped into the innate and has a profound realm for a long time. Much more powerful than the sweeping monks in the world of Tianlong Babu.
There is a red mark on his forehead, a sharp breath all over his body, and white hair. After thinking about it a little in his heart, Xue Wushu knew who this person was. I was interested, so I naturally opened my mouth to have fun.
"If you want to invite the monk to drink? However, the amount of wine in the monk is not small, and the "100-day drunk" that is full of fragrance is not cheap, and I am afraid that the meat will hurt when I pay for the wine later. ”
Xue Wushu didn't answer, and waved his hand to throw an inch-thick golden ticket on the table. The number is not less than 50,000 taels.
"There is still money for wine. It's just that opponents are hard to find. It's good for monks not to talk big, and only after drinking will you know who is powerful. ”
"Hahaha! Don't underestimate the monk, just looking at the monk's stomach can drink a lot more than the monk, right?"
As he was talking, Xiao Er walked up with a thirty-pound wine jar grinning, very panting.
Xue Wusuan mentioned the wine jar, patted the mud, smelled the intoxicating aroma of wine, and was overjoyed. The taste of this wine is no worse than that of monkey wine, and it must be good. So he pointed to the golden ticket on the table and said to Xiao Er: "Draw ten for yourself, and then send ten jars of this wine to Benjun." Count the money for wine. The rest is yours. Go for it!"
Ten sheets, five thousand taels of gold?
Xiao Er didn't faint. looked at Xue Wushu tremblingly, and it took a long time to make sure that the other party didn't play him, and then ran downstairs like crazy. The expression is hideous.
This attitude of not taking money seriously shocked the four people at the other table. Even the innate martial artist was the same, looking at Xue Wushu's eyes with curiosity.
Wait for Xiao Er to lead people to carry ten jars of wine. Xue Wushu lifted an altar and threw it at the monk at the adjacent table. laughed loudly: "Come on, monk, let's do it thirty pounds by one person first, dare?"
The monk changed his face, but he had to take it. Thirty pounds? Are you kidding?
Xue Wushu didn't care what the monk thought, he lifted the wine jar and raised it above his head, and a strong aroma of wine slowly poured into his mouth under the control of Zhen Yuan. I didn't breathe, and I actually drained the whole jar in one gulp! Not a drop was spilled!
"Ha!" I did thirty pounds, full of wine, the wine was quite strong, there was no luck to resolve it, let the strength of the wine overflow in the body, the whole body was warm and indescribably comfortable, and exhaled a long time. The monk who looked at the next table had a stiff gaze and secretly swallowed his saliva. He could see it clearly, the black-robed guy in front of him didn't cheat at all, and he really did thirty pounds of "100 days drunk" in one go!
"Monk, it's your turn. You're drinking, huh?"
"Hmph, just drink! The monk can still be afraid of you?" The monk is also good-looking, how can he admit it? But after drinking less than a third, his face turned blue. In order not to make a fool of himself, he had to put down the wine jar and prepare to eat two bites of food to suppress the wine.