This fake immortal, Immortal Qi, led Wu Chen from the Republic of China to the time of the ancient soul, and it took some skill. But in order to find the clues of the eighteen pictures, he felt that it was worth it.

At this moment, he borrowed Wu Chen's face and planned to make a good deal.

Lu Buwei knew that Zhao Ji was so virtuous, although he sneered, he admired her, so he hurriedly dressed up with her and went downstairs with her hand.

Wu Chen's appearance of Xianqi, at this moment, is still surrounded by several bazaar women, some seem to be looking at jewelry, and some are indirectly looking at his appearance.

Look at this person's eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he seems to be like a fairy, not like the layman of this dynasty, who is so charming.

A few unmarried women whispered, Xianqi fake old immortals looked angry, but it was inconvenient to attack, fortunately, he, an immortal, would not be embarrassed if he did not show his face, and appeared with Wu Chen's appearance, the red dust women in this world, in his opinion, are all virtuous. He thought that if he appeared in his face, these women might be even more amazed.

Xian Qi didn't want to care about these trivial eyes, so he stepped off the horse and asked Lu Buwei's humanoid soul: "This lord, dare to ask you to come to see these jewels of mine? These are my relatives' things, and I really can't do anything to keep them, so I sell them on consignment." ”

Lu Buwei gently shook off Zhao Ji's sticky hand holding him, and stepped forward to check the cloth bag that Xianqi had opened.

The dazzling array of small objects is exactly what Lü Buwei loves.

Lu Buwei hurriedly made an inviting gesture and said with a smile: "It's really extraordinary, it's exactly what I need, please ask this old man to go upstairs for a while, talk in detail, I don't know if I can appreciate my face." ”

Zhao Ji knew that she was on top of her corner tower, and she hadn't cleaned up the house yet, so she blushed and whispered: "Master, you are crazy, what is our family like, didn't you know just now?"

Xian Qi has calculated, these two have just done something reluctant, and Lu Buwei has not yet married Zhao Ji.

Xian Qi sighed secretly and smiled disdainfully: "No need, it's better to follow me to Hanru Restaurant and go for a trip." ”

Hanru Restaurant, that is a favorite place for literati and artists.

Lü Buwei didn't like to set foot in that place very much.

Xian Qi checked his expression and asked, "This master, are you hesitating?" Then I will leave. ”

Immortal Qi's appearance changed into Wu Chen, which was indeed eye-catching, and Zhao Ji also secretly glanced at him several times, and secretly thought: "How good it would be if I had such a husband or such a good-looking son in the future." ”

Lu Buwei looked at Zhao Ji's expression, glanced at her lightly, and it was inconvenient to attack, for the sake of jewelry, he said to Xianqi flatteringly: "Okay, I'll prepare a horse and go with you." ”

After that, Lü Buwei's humanoid soul immediately went to the vicinity of the corner tower, took out his horse, briefly said goodbye to Zhao Ji, and followed Xianqi away.

Zhao Ji saw that Lu Buwei quickly followed Xianqi and ran towards the jewelry, which was the direction of Hanru Restaurant.

Zhao Ji gritted her teeth in anger, looked stunned in the back, and said angrily: "Or jewelry is more important than me, this Lu Buwei is really helpless." ”

After that, Zhao Ji waved his sleeves and went up to the corner tower to stroke the qin.

Han is like a restaurant, in loneliness and prosperity in one. In the morning, there is no business except breakfast, and at noon, afternoon and evening, literati and artists gather here, chanting poems and paintings, drinking and talking. Sometimes, there are also merchants who have small business conversations.

This place is mostly made of ordinary wooden furniture, but it is elegant and amiable, extraordinary and vulgar.

Xianqi led Lü Buwei's soul to the upstairs of Hanru Restaurant, and Lü Buwei trembled and wanted to know the price of this bag of jewelry.

These items are all needed by Lü Buwei, and they will definitely be sold for a good price when they get their hands on them......

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Republic of China time. It was close to twelve o'clock.

Temple fair. Behind a hidden tree.

The pistol of the Japanese Shaozo has been aimed at Ming Laosan. He hid behind a tree, thinking that no one had noticed him.

Unexpectedly, his cousin Huizi suddenly appeared behind him and grabbed his arm.

Boss Ming's ears and eyes were clear, and then he heard the movement here, and hurriedly turned his head sideways to watch, Shao Zuo's hands and eyes were quick to pull Huizi to hide elsewhere, Ming Laosan did not find a figure, so he turned his face and said loudly to his gong and drum team: "Continue to cheer, you guys play the drums hard, and you will be rewarded for winning the competition!"

Boss Lu's mother and several other bosses didn't understand Ming Laosan's move very well, did they have to show off their might to do things?

The steward of the silk village looked at the strange eyes around him and whispered: "Master, it's almost enough, I feel that other merchants may have opinions about us." ”

Boss Ming: "Shut up for me!" Originally, I was in an uncertain mood today, what happened to beating the drum and beating the gong. ”

Boss Lu's mother listened from the sidelines, but continued to watch the lion dance team perform as if nothing happened.

Two rows of lions climbed side by side on the barbed wire fence on the wooden stake, and then began to climb the platform.

Ming Laosan's men had already begun to attack with fists and feet, and they were very vicious this time.

Jiang Cheng didn't dodge, and then he was kicked to the ankle by a person, and the man's trouser leg rolled up a little. Jiang Cheng unexpectedly found that there was an iron piece tied to his leg, and this time he couldn't help it anymore, so he decisively stretched out his leg, and soon flew out with a light kick, kicking the person's leg in a quasi-place, this person's leg immediately became numb, he gritted his teeth and continued to cover his lion dance skin: "Count you ruthless, you are powerful." ”

The lion was delayed because of his leg injury. Seeing Young Master Jiang, their little lion left them behind.

The steward of the silk village saw that it was not good, so he hurriedly ordered a man to go over and replace that person: "You go quickly, the rules of this field can replace two people." ”

Boss Ming stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Don't worry, these two people will use it later." ”

Young Master Jiang Cheng was dancing the lion dance and fighting the lion's head with the other party, while taking the opportunity to observe, and suddenly discovered that the lion dance team members of Ming Laosan were actually hiding mysteries. Some of them have iron pieces quietly tied to their legs, which are faintly visible through their pants. Some of them have problems with their shoes, and the shoes are obviously clipped with hard things.

Young Master Jiang immediately said to Lan Sheng behind him: "This time, we don't have to be polite, I observed for a while, they have a problem, let's get this game back!"

Lan Sheng said happily: "You always want to take care of the overall situation, in fact, you should have done this a long time ago." ”

"It's not too late to know, but you all know what I mean. ”

When several team members next to him heard what he said, they all echoed him, in fact, they understood Young Master Jiang's kindness.

"How Young Master Jiang leads the team, we will do it, we will follow you, I believe it will not be wrong. They said one after another.

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