Zhou Jun has the heart to make friends with Wuwu and wants to invite Wuwu to his Juntong Racecourse as a guest. Worry-free refused on the grounds of hurrying, and this time the rescue was purely a gesture.

For the big dark horse with the bloodline of demon horses, Zhou Jun's horse farm was busy for more than half a month. If it weren't for his son Zhou Qun's adventure today, it is estimated that they would not even be able to touch the horse's hair, but the price was almost his son's life. Worry-free just stand there, with two hands and one move, the divine horse was tamed, so the ability is rare in the world. For a horse farm like theirs, it was built on the edge of the Demon Domain to breed heterogeneous horses and tame some sacred horses that had been alienated by the Demon Domain. Zhou Jun's worry-free ability made Zhou Jun envious.

With a slight push of his right hand on the white horse's back, he jumped onto the horse. With a feeling of regret, Zhou Jun watched worry-free ride a white horse and gallop away.

When I arrived at Pingling County, it was already lunchtime.

After inquiring, I found Xiang Kee Restaurant. This Xiangji Restaurant is large-scale, with a total of three floors, which is comparable to the Yangtong Restaurant in Qiyang County.

As soon as Wuwu arrived at the door of the restaurant, a guy came out, stared at the white horse, and then asked with a smile, "Is Childe from Juntong Racecourse?"

Carefree is not stupid, and immediately understood why this guy asked like this. It is estimated that if he does not answer well, he may be mistaken for a horse thief by the other party. He replied, "I am a friend of the owner of the Zhou farm, and this white horse is his mount, and I am temporarily borrowed to ride." ”

He didn't say that it was given to him by Zhou Jun, after all, this white horse is the most valuable horse in the entire horse farm, and Zhou Jun often rides it to the county seat, so the people in these restaurants know this white horse. If you want to say that the big boss of the racecourse will casually give his favorite BMW to an ordinary teenager, it is estimated that many people do not believe it.

As soon as the guy heard that Wuwu was a friend of Boss Zhou, he quickly arranged for someone to lead the horse to the stable, and personally led Wuwu to the second floor, which was naturally extremely enthusiastic. Wuwu only ordered a stir-fried yellow beef with green peppers, a green vegetable, and a tea tree mushroom keel soup.

The diners on each floor facing the main gate street saw the worry-free white horse, and they were all attracted by its divine steed. How can the mount of the lord of the great horse farm be extraordinary! Among them, the two middle-aged men facing the window on the second floor had a greedy look in their eyes, and they lowered their heads and whispered as they walked up the stairs without worry.

While Sanssouci was waiting for the food to be served, the two middle-aged men in the window glanced at each other, and one of them, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe, got up and walked over to Sanssouc. Seeing that this middle-aged scribe was walking lightly, he immediately thought that this person must be a person who knew martial arts.

The middle-aged scribe sat down uninvited, hugged his fist at Wuwuwei, and asked, "I have already seen Childe's white horse in Xia, can Childe sell it to Zaixia?"

Worry-free didn't expect the other party to be so direct, and he came up to buy his horse. Wuwu didn't want to say more to him, so he directly refused indifferently: "This horse is not for sale!"

"The price is yours!" said the middle-aged scribe proudly.

"I don't sell it for any money!" carefree didn't care about that money at all. But the more he insisted on not selling, the more the other party felt that the white horse was extremely precious.

The middle-aged scribe thought that he was deliberately sitting on the ground, and he glanced at the companion next to the window, and the other party nodded. He added, "You might as well make an offer first!"

"I don't sell this horse, I have to ride it for a long distance. Carefree rejected him again.

The middle-aged scribe saw that he didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, so he had to walk away with a sense of humor.

At the moment when the other party turned around, carefree and keen ears heard a soft snort from the middle-aged scribe's mouth, and he could hear that the other party was quite angry. He didn't expect the other party to be angry because he didn't sell the horse. That's how he caught his eye on the middle-aged scribe.

When the middle-aged scribe returned to the table by the window, his imposing-looking companion glared fiercely at Sansso's back, and then bowed his head to the middle-aged scribe and whispered.

Although Sanssouci had his back to them, he was super good at hearing and could hear what they were talking about.

The middle-aged scribe first said: "The fourth master, you have also seen, that kid is unwilling to sell his horse. ”

The mighty man continued: "Wait a minute, I will slaughter him and take the white horse! The first few times, we went to Juntong Racecourse to ask Zhou Jun, the king of the eight lambs, to buy, but he repeatedly refused, isn't it because their horse farm is stronger than us!"

Worry-free was shocked when he heard this, it turned out that this group of people had already set their sights on Zhou Jun's white horse. This time, he even wanted to kill and rob, and he was already thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

The middle-aged scribe flattered: "The four masters, I didn't expect to come out this time and gain so much." Take this magic horse over, and then take the little lady of the Zhong family boss and sacrifice it to the big boss together. I think the first big boss is happy, maybe you will be promoted to the second boss. ”

The mighty man also smiled quite smugly: "I have to ask Mr. Du to help me say a few kind words in front of the big boss! After the matter is completed, Mr. Du's benefits must be indispensable, at least I will give you half of the Zhong family's property." ”

Mr. Du, a middle-aged scribe, hurriedly agreed: "Please rest assured, Du will do his best!"

After the two of them said this, they concentrated on eating and drinking.

Sanssouci probably heard something from their conversation.

First of all, these two should be robbers of a cottage, the mighty man is the fourth master of the cottage, and the middle-aged scribe Mr. Du should be the dog-headed military advisor of the cottage.

Secondly, these robbers are plotting to kidnap a woman from the Zhong family as Mrs. Zhai, and they are also going to rob the Zhong family's property. Obviously, the woman they mentioned should be Zhong Yan's sister-in-law.

In addition to being shocked, Wu Wu felt that since he had encountered it, he had to take care of it. But how could he fight against the power of a copycat on his own? It was obviously not feasible for him to go back to the Demon Domain now to report to Master and Zhong Yan. If the robbers intervene while he is away, there is no way to save him. He decided to find out where the gang of robbers was and then plan the next step.

Carefree deliberately eats very slowly. And the middle-aged scribe by the window had already finished eating. They didn't finish eating, so they had to stay and drink tea slowly after paying the bill.

The mighty man was visibly impatient, glaring at Carefree back from time to time. He didn't expect this kid to eat so slowly, as slow as a woman's meal.

Worry-free finally finished eating, and invited Xiao Er to settle the bill, and the two people in the window breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, the taste of such people is really uncomfortable!

Just as Xiao Er took the silver two and left, Wuwu seemed to feel that someone was staring at him in front of him, and when he turned his head, he saw a young man in a white robe staring at Wuwu.

When the white-robed young man saw that he was looking at him, he pretended to look around. Worry-free felt the fluctuations of spiritual power on the other party's body, obviously the other party was a monk. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he quickly got up and went downstairs.