Chapter 265 I want to talk to Wu Suowei

"But!" Ying Quan stopped and just left this one word, and then took his steps again, without looking back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After Yingquan's figure disappeared, the purple wind chime returned to the Yanyue Tower, and then never appeared again for a whole month.

The people in the rivers and lakes on the side also stopped talking about Yingquan, they knew the purple wind chimes, and the Hundred Flowers of the Innate Realm were also regarded as the number one person in the Yanyue Building.

Looking at it like this, even the Taoist priests who can't afford to offend her, they naturally have no confidence.

Yingquan actually didn't go far, he thought of what Wu Yong had told him before that his father Wu was in Zhengyang Building, and he was temporarily living in the room they had before.

Yingquan is still a little interested in Wu Yong's father.

There are a lot of things going on in Tokyo today, but Wu has never shown up, and he doesn't know what kind of fame he is doing.

Yingquan went through a toss in the Yanyue Building this time, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he didn't want to walk around as casually as before, but the goal was very clear, that is, to go straight to Zhengyang Tower.

"It turned out to be the chief of the Yingdao!"

This is different from Yanyue Tower, and no one under Yanyue Tower recognizes Yingquan, but when I walked to the door of Zhengyang Tower, I heard someone call out Yingquan's name.

The voice is familiar.

"Song Zhisi!" When Yingquan looked up at the man, he smiled slightly, it was the timely rain Song Jiang who had already met several times.

Song Jiang was sitting on a convenient table at the door of Zhengyang Building, holding a wine jug in his hand, and his face did not have any look, as if he was alone and drunk.

"Why is this?" Ying Quan couldn't help but ask curiously when he saw Song Jiang's appearance.

"In the next thoughts, don't you really understand?" Song Jiang stared at Yingquan lightly, and said word by word.

"Poor Dao is not interested in the mind of a big man. Yingquan also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to dissolve the depression in his heart, so he smiled at Song Jiang.

"Hehe!" Song Jiang couldn't help grinning when he heard this, but the next moment he quickly retracted, and asked Yingquan with a trace of doubt: "Daoist is coming to this Zhengyang Tower now, is there a lack of a place to settle and rest?"

"The residence of the poor road has indeed not been settled yet, but a month ago in this Zhengyang building opened an upper room, and I didn't check out when I left, I don't know if it's not there now. Yingquan did not say his intention before Song Jiang, but followed Song Jiang's words and pushed the boat down the river.

"I don't know about that. "Song Jiang has never paid attention to the business of his Zhengyang Building, and he doesn't know anything about the way it is operated.

His eldest brother Song Hai is the head of this place, so he must know best.

"Why don't I take you to see it?" Song Jiang happened to be very bored alone, and finally met an acquaintance, so he would let it go so easily.

"Ask the shopkeeper if it's okay soon, where is the need for such trouble. Yingquan let Song Jiang pass, this Song Jiang didn't know what he was secretly calculating, Yingquan only felt that Song Jiang looked at his eyes, with a desire to possess.

"Could it be that he is a?" Ying Quan's mind suddenly stretched out such a thought, and an unbearable chill came out of the soles of his feet and went directly to his scalp.

Secretly pouted, he quickly walked towards the counter.

"Shopkeeper, let's meet again. Yingquan looked at the shopkeeper on the counter and said, "It's been this hour, isn't your store still closed?"

In fact, as early as when Yingquan was talking to Song Jiang, the shopkeeper had already seen Yingquan, although the shopkeeper was not a congenital master, but he was also an acquired peak, and the conversation between Yingquan and Song Jiang did not deliberately lower his voice, so he heard it all.

Because of this, he felt a little embarrassed.

"I don't know that Zhengyang Building is open for twelve hours a day, and it is not closed. The shopkeeper answered the question carefully.

"Okay, now Poor Dao asks you, is the room before Poor Dao now occupied?" Yingquan didn't sloppy and asked bluntly.

"Cut!" I don't know when, Song Jiang had already come to Yingquan's side, and when he heard Yingquan's words, he chuckled and said, "It turns out that you already knew that your room had been occupied by others." ”

"Does Song Oshiji know too?"

"I didn't know it just now, but now I know...... This wine is indeed not as pleasant as the Taoist Chief's liquor!" Saying that, Song Jiang drank the last sip of his wine jar, and directly put the wine jar on the counter of Zhengyang Building, and said to the shopkeeper: "This is yours, it was originally the room of the Taoist of Yingquan, since people didn't check out, why are you booking it out without authorization?"

Song Jiang seemed to be a little drunk at this moment, staggered to Yingquan's side, gently grabbed Yingquan's arm, and said with a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Go, go and see who is so bold." ”

"Oshiji is drunk!" Yingquan took off Song Jiang's arm without understanding and gestured to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper is also a discerning person, seeing that Song Jiang's current state is obviously drunk, he hurriedly came over to help, and said to Yingquan with a hint of apology: "Don't blame the Taoist chief, the third prince is this amount of wine, which makes the Taoist chief smile." ”

"It's him who makes a fool of himself, not you. Yingquan didn't care, and then said: "Now I am optimistic about your third son, and I hope you will solve your personal problems, and I hope you will not make a noise." ”

"The Taoist chief also knows, that person is really too small to provoke, and Mr. Wu brought it, so he ......" The shopkeeper hurriedly explained to Yingquan.

"Alright. This matter was known in advance. Yingquan said casually, he was afraid that the shopkeeper had been entangled in this matter, so he made an excuse at random.

Yingquan stuffed Song Jiang in his hand into the arms of the shopkeeper, and walked directly to the room before him.

After all, it was a night in it, and Yingquan has not forgotten its location.

There were lights on inside, and sure enough, there were people.

"Help, help!"

Ying Quan knocked lightly on the door.

"What person?" A rather familiar voice came from inside, Yingquan thought about it again, and it was Wu Yong who spoke!

"Wu Xuexue, it's a poor way!" Yingquan also directly identified himself.

"Click!"

This sound means that the door was previously locked and is only now opened.

"Squeak!" Wu Yong first opened a gap and looked left and right before letting Yingquan enter the room.

Then it is prudent to lock the door inside.

Yingquan was about to say that Wu Yong was too careful, but when he saw the vision in front of him, he swallowed back the words that had no mouth.