On this day, three people came to Luoju City.

A yew robe, a white-haired Taoist priest holding a cigarette stick.

A young monk with clear eyebrows and a compassionate smile on his face, he looks at ease.

There is also a handsome man in white.

It's been a month since what happened in Dingzhou.

With the help of Xuankong and Wu Qian, Ziyang quickly controlled the situation, and by the way, his white lotus heart was also slowly dyed black.

There was no way, every time he couldn't bear it, Wu Qian said cool things on the side:

"Think of the eyes of your younger brothers and sisters who are 'waiting to be fed'. Pillars, you are the senior brother who wants to shelter them from the wind and rain!"

As a result, Ziyang was slowly polluted by Wu Poor, and he was gradually becoming the black-hearted old bullnose who blackened Wu Poor by more than 4,000 taels of silver twenty years later.

"Nameless, what's wrong?" Ziyang was a little puzzled.

Along the way, he found that Wu Qian was always in a daze for some reason, and then said something he couldn't understand such as sad Spring and Autumn.

"It's nothing, I'm just looking for some reason to let you lend me four thousand eight hundred taels of silver. Wu Qian sighed.

It's been a long time, is it 4,800 taels or 4,700 taels?

"Why should you and I be so divided? Ziyang smiled nonchalantly, and then took out five thousand taels of silver tickets and handed them to Wu Qian, "Take it for self-defense, Poor Dao is not short of money now." ”

Ziyang, which has unified the large and small forces in Dingzhou, is now inflated.

"Pillar, you're inflated. Wu Qian shook his head and sighed.

It is too difficult for this bad person to become good, but it only takes a moment for a good person to learn bad.

However, he still took the silver ticket and put it in his arms, so that it was not a loss, after all, he returned the money after twenty years.

But a few hundred taels more, it will be regarded as interest.

It is said that now the dog licking brother whose wife is a killer is still opening a store in Dingzhou, the No. 1 restaurant in Luozhou City is not Heluo Building, but the hero building across the road.

Wu Qian sighed: "Tsk, if you want to go upstairs, you have to challenge the master of guarding the building...... Isn't this a bit old?"

"It doesn't matter, to put it bluntly, it's just a propaganda ploy. Ziyang smiled slightly, scooped a spoonful of swallow vegetables and handed it into his mouth.

Then his eyes lit up: "This swallow dish tastes really good." ”

"Amitabha, Yancai is a must in Luozhou, and Luozhou is the best in Heluolou. Xuankong smiled, "Although the little monk doesn't like this sour and spicy taste very much, compared to other more ordinary Yan dishes, this one is indeed the first place." ”

Seeing that Wu Qiang was still eating and looking at the hero building opposite, Xuankong said apologetically: "Let's come back this time, we must not expose the identities of the two of you, as for this hero building...... When the problem is solved, it is not too late to come back to challenge without a name. ”

Wu Qian nodded: "Well, it's just a gimmick, presumably there won't be any masters in a restaurant." ”

"Shaoxia's words are wrong. The uncle who was alone at the next table suddenly interjected at this time.

Wu Qian raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I don't know what Mr. has to say?"

He had already noticed this man.

Dressed in an extremely forced purple scribe silk shirt, with an elegant temperament and that handsome face, he is a middle-aged handsome guy who is loved by many girls and some young men.

If you want to say something similar, this person is somewhat similar to a middle-aged yew man surnamed Zhuo on TV in Wu Qiang's previous life.

But Wu Qiang's attention was not here, what he paid attention to was this person's cultivation.

He is the "Taoist Nature".

Wu Qian sighed in his heart, twenty years ago, there were really masters everywhere.

Twenty years later, these masters are either dead or gone into seclusion.

The uncle was not out of sight, and sat down on his own.

Then he saw the wine jar in front of Wu Qiang, and his eyes lit up: "'Drunk for a thousand years'? I haven't drunk it for a long time." ”

With a smile in his eyes, he asked, "Young Xia, don't you mind pouring me a drink, right?"

"Of course not. Wu Qian took out an altar from the Divine Palace and handed it to him, "For those who have good wine, one cup must not be enough." ”

"Thank you! I've made up your friend!" the uncle took the jar, patted off the mud seal, and poured a full glass into his glass.

One drop is not less, one drop is not more, just parallel to the cup surface.

"It's rude, please. The man nodded, savoring the wine in his glass.

Wu Qian has been paying attention to details.

This uncle even drank so elegantly, and his whole body was exquisite, even the cup in his hand was brought by himself, and it was not the same cup as the one he used just now, it seemed that he would drink the corresponding cup every time he drank a wine.

Tsk, what a model of pretending......

Of course, he remained silent on the surface: "Why does Uncle think what he said is wrong?"

"It's not a gimmick. The uncle shook his head and sighed lightly, "Hero Building, naturally only heroes can climb it." It's a pity that whether a person is a hero or not, it is difficult to see in a short period of time. So I had to rely on martial arts to make a preliminary distinction. ”

Wu Qian pouted secretly, it was really enough to pretend to be forced......

He suddenly laughed: "Isn't the uncle the boss of the Hero Building?"

The uncle nodded and admitted: "No, it's me." ”

"Then I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to come to this Heluo Building. Wu Qian turned the wine glass in his hand and said leisurely, "You're not afraid of being beaten to death?"

"My own shop, who dares to beat me?" the uncle laughed out loud, "The owner of this Heluo Building is also me." ”

Wu Qian: "......"

Open two stores by yourself and fight face-to-face? It can only be said that rich people are really good at playing.

He arched his hand and said, "I still don't know the name of the uncle?"

Like this kind of rich man who likes to pretend to be forced, he has always been the object that Wu Qian is happy to know.

People are stupid, they have a lot of money, and they don't care about money.

"In the lowly name Yue Donglai, friends in the rivers and lakes showed love and gave me the bandit name 'Purple Qi Donglai'. Yue Donglai returned the salute, and then raised his glass, "I salute the young man." ”

Wu Qian frowned: "Uncle knows who I am?"

"'Jianzun' Qu is famous in Dingzhou, and his next hobby is to make friends with heroes from all walks of life. Yue Donglai explained with a smile, "Xiang Qu Shaoxia is a person with such strength at such a young age...... I did hear and ask below. ”

This song is nameless and young, but he can't see through his strength at all.

This shows that he is at least ...... Get close to the "Cave Realm"!

Seeing Wu Qiang's eyes narrowed, Yue Donglai smiled and said, "Don't worry, Qu Shaoxia, I haven't seen Shaoxia today, or even other people in Los Angeles...... I haven't seen a young man either. ”

Wu Qian raised his wine glass and smiled: "I will pay tribute to Uncle Yue for a glass." ”

With strength and eyes, it's no wonder that business is doing well.

It seems that he should not have been stabbed to death by himself, and he will probably go into seclusion twenty years later.

It's just that the Hero Building is somehow gone.

With a move in his heart, he asked, "Why did Uncle Yue open this hero building?"

Yue Donglai smiled elegantly: "In the drama...... Aren't they all like that?"