When the cultivators arrived, Zhang Dongping could still muster up the courage to entertain him, but this time he didn't have any courage at all, just stood there stunned like a log, watching the old man walk in front of him.

He didn't know why he was scared, or what he was afraid of.

"Bring me something to eat. The old man said to Zhang Dongping in a gentle and approachable tone.

Zhang Dongping nodded stiffly reflexively, and when the old man turned around to find a place to sit down, he shook his senses, secretly pinched a cold sweat, and then immediately ran to the back kitchen.

I thought that the guests would all leave one after another in a short time, after all, no one wants to drink and have fun in such an atmosphere.

However, when Zhang Dongping returned to the hall again, he found that things were not as simple as he thought.

Not a single guest left, not a single guest was within ten paces of the old man, and everyone tacitly leaned to the side, trying to stay as far away as possible from the table where the old man was.

Why did everyone continue to linger in the hall? Zhang Dongping vaguely understood something from the suffocating silence of the guests.

When a person is faced with something extremely powerful and terrifying, he will choose to run away, and if he can't escape, he can only try not to attract the attention of the other person.

So at this moment, whoever goes out first will become the focus of the old man's attention.

The old man is like a round of scorching sun, while the others are maggots exposed to the scorching sun, enduring torment and having nowhere to hide.

However, in Zhang Dongping's opinion, this old man is not as terrible as everyone thinks, and he rejects people thousands of miles away. Although both the cultivators and the guards respected the old man, there was really nothing frightening about the old man.

He looked ordinary, approachable, or maybe just a kind old man.

Just based on the reaction of the cultivator and the guards, can you conclude that the old man is a master who cannot be provoked?

In any case, everyone now regards the old man as a beast of prey, and Zhang Dongping's heart can't help but beat the drum.

"The food and drinks you wanted. Zhang Dongping put the best food and wine in the restaurant on the old man's table in turn, even though the old man did not say that he wanted to serve the wine.

"Thank you. ”

The old man's words of gratitude were heard in Zhang Dongping's ears, and he felt panicked.

The old man enjoyed his food and wine at a leisurely pace, in stark contrast to the nervousness of the other guests.

All the guests, including the cultivator and the two guards, never dared to take a breath, and the entire hall was extremely depressed, until the door of the restaurant suddenly made a creepy "squeak" sound.

Except for the old man, everyone's scalps tingled with fright from this crisp sound, and their whole hearts rose to their throats.

Even, some people were paralyzed on the ground for a while because of excessive fright.

As expected, after the door was pushed open, another figure appeared outside the door, and in the midst of everyone's horrified and curious eyes, he slowly walked in.

He was a very young man, wearing a black and white trench coat, with no long objects and empty hands. He just looked dashing and dignified, but in fact, he didn't even have a single precious ornament on his body.

He calmly walked towards the counter, unaware of anything unusual in the hall.

The guests noticed that this young man had a very special appearance, he had long black hair and a pair of black eyes, which was rare to see. Long black hair is not unusual, and black pupils are not unusual, but it is very unusual to be so completely black.

It was pitch black, deep black, chaotic darkness, like the abyss underground, like the night sky without moon and stars.

Even the well-informed garrison was the first time he had seen someone look like this, and in his impression, there seemed to be no one in any place who had such appearances.

Judging by his outward appearance, the young man was neither a merchant nor a farmer. If you don't have any spiritual power on your body, you can't be a cultivator.

An ordinary person, a bit like a weak scholar, but he has no elegant temperament, but a faint ruffian.

The young man urged the shopkeeper Zhang Dongping to hurriedly take the food out to greet him. Then, with a jar of wine in his hand, he turned around and casually observed the situation in the hall.

He found that the hall was full on all sides, except for a large space in the middle, where only a table sat a man, an old man in a sackcloth cloak.

Only the old man's back could be seen, which seemed nothing peculiar, because the sackcloth cloak completely covered the old man's body.

In addition, he noticed that in the corner not far away, there was a cultivator sitting, which made him feel a little surprised.

But he didn't think much of it, just walked freely towards the table in the middle.

Under the gaze of Zhang Dongping, the shopkeeper of the restaurant, the young man sat opposite the old man, this scene made Zhang Dongping feel frightened, and he almost screamed.

The old man's body stagnated slightly, and he looked up at the young man in surprise, his deep eyes were like bottomless ancient wells.

"How can it be you!" the young man screamed when he saw the old man's true face, as if he had witnessed a mouse chasing a cat biting, "you old liar, what do you want!"

The old man was furious, blew his beard and glared, "You are embarrassed to ask me what I want, I should ask you, right?"

The young man was so angry that he took off his trench coat and rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to repair the old man in front of him.

The old man didn't care, and continued: "A few days ago, I walked behind you, and when you saw me, you were furious, and I had bad intentions to say anything, and I always sneaked after you. ”

"Now that I'm ahead of you, I'm the first to enter this restaurant, how can you still have the face to say that I follow you, obviously you follow me, right?"

"Bao Xiaopi!" the young man gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think that I don't dare to kill you, you can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth, you will me off, I will let you not see the sun tomorrow!"

The old man smiled slightly and lowered his voice: "Ye Chengyun, no, it should be Zhuge Evil, don't shout loudly, if you let others know that you are here, then you will be unlucky." ”

The young man immediately shut up, his neck was red, and his bloodshot eyes glared at the old man viciously.

He is not Zhuge Evil, who else can he be. And the old man in front of him is the old liar Bao Xiaopi he met in Lishui County, who makes a living by telling hexagrams, walking the rivers and lakes, and swaggering and cheating.

How Zhuge evil and Bao Xiaopi are entangled again, we have to start from more than a month ago.

More than a month ago, Zhuge Xie pursued Bai Hanzhi and Huo Hong, but to no avail, he fell in the snow. After spending days repairing his body with spiritual power and being able to move freely, he hunted and ate, and then wandered aimlessly.

(This chapter is not finished, there are still more than 1,000 words behind, because there is something to do on the weekend, there is no time to edit and update, and I will make it up tomorrow.) Another: Tomorrow will make up for today's missing chapter, and at the same time, because of the appearance of the first reader friend who collected this book, tomorrow will add a new chapter, that is, a total of four chapters will be updated tomorrow. In the future, there were various first situations, and there were additions. ）

Repair:

Soon, he came to a small county town and was about to go to the brothel of Qinglou to renovate happily, but unexpectedly he saw a posted notice by the county gate.

He was illiterate, but he recognized the lifelike portrait of the human head on the notice, so handsome, so dashing and dignified, who else could he be.

turned out to be wanted, it seems that it should be the handiwork of Twilight Snow Country, just for Bai Hanzhi. He figured it out at once, but couldn't fully confirm it, so he tried to find a way to ask about the situation.

"Uncle, what does this notice say?" Zhuge Xie covered the lower half of his face with one hand, pretending to cough, and then asked an old man who was reading the notice next to him.

The old man didn't look back at him, and immediately responded: "The notice says that a bully and thief named Zhuge Xie dares to insult Princess Jingyue of the Twilight Snow Country, and he is heinous......

Zhuge Xie didn't finish listening to the old man's words, so he immediately slipped away, and after listening to the first few words, he had already achieved his goal. Things turned out to be as he thought, and now there was a big problem.

He didn't even dare to enter the city gate, so he quickly turned away, quickened his pace, and sneakily fled to a remote and uninhabited place.

When he was in a panic, he bumped into a thin old man head-on, which frightened him and immediately secretly lucked his spiritual power and prepared to fight.

When I looked at it, I couldn't help but immediately scold: "Fuck, what the hell are you old liar!"

The old man covered his head, looked up, and looked surprised: "Why are you a bad person!"

Zhuge Xie calmed down, looked at Bao Xiaopi, and his eyes rolled: "Old liar, why are you here?"

"I-I-" Bao Xiaopi hesitated, unable to explain why, "I-I'm wanted, I need to run away!"

"Are you wanted?" Zhuge Xie suspected that Bao Xiaopi was pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, "You are just an old liar, how can you be wanted?"

"I lied, lied — I didn't liar, they didn't believe me, and they said I lied and wanted me. ”

Zhuge saw that Bao Xiaopi was talking without a beginning or an end, and knew in his heart that he was fooling people, so he didn't care about his words, but secretly wondered how to kill him.

Originally, he left Lishui County to chase and kill him, but now that the blind cat has encountered a dead mouse, he has thrown himself into the net, how can he let him escape again.

Bao Xiaopi didn't seem to be aware of the malice in Zhuge Xie's heart at all, but he looked anxious and said: "Little villain, in this county town not far away, there is a very, very powerful cultivator, who is said to be a master sent by the royal family of the Dusk Snow Country. ”

"This cultivator is really, really powerful, within a radius of thousands of miles, but whenever someone uses spiritual power, she can immediately detect it, and then fly to it in an instant. ”

"As we all know, my fortune telling also requires the use of spiritual power, so I have to run away quickly, otherwise I won't know how to die. You should run away, no, you don't need to escape, you are not wanted. ”

After Bao Xiaopi finished speaking, he turned around and slipped away, that look really like he was running for his life, and he couldn't wait for his mother to have two more legs.

Hearing Bao Xiaopi's words, Zhuge Xie was skeptical, and he knew that it was very likely that Bao Xiaopi had deceived him, but he was extremely cautious, but he didn't dare to take any risk if there was a little possibility.

Seeing that Bao Xiaopi was about to run away, Zhuge Xie hurriedly chased after him: "Old liar, don't run!"