Chapter 45: The Pitfall

Ye Linfeng didn't know what kind of race the ghost clan was, he hadn't seen the missing shadow under the Nameless Peak Mountain in the Western Realm, and he didn't know why the black sea area in his eyes was as black as the ink of the Eastern Plains Ancient Flavor Zhai, and the connection between the Ghost King Valley and Huihai was even more unknown.

He was just curious, curious about why the black sea was so dark.

He paced slowly on the beach, looking at the sand under his feet, at the shells dried by the sea breeze, at the things he could see.

"Chungui has basically mastered this technique, and the hairpin flower sword rain has almost forgotten it due to very little practice, and the sword fish and dragon dance have not yet found a way to use it, and the Heavenly Dao Divine Rune has not been used to the point of proficiency, and now all he relies on is the two swords and a few things in the wooden box. Ye Linfeng thought to himself in his heart.

"If you can make better use of the ancient monument imprint in your body, your own combat power will definitely increase a lot, it seems that the most important thing now is to improve your cultivation as much as possible, at least to try your best to rush to the peak of the Dao at the end of this month. ”

"If you want to break through the realm, there is a way to eat some rare magic medicines in the world, the western realm is a holy place that advocates Buddhism, and there will be no shortage of magic medicines, the question is how to find these magic medicines?"

Ye Linfeng thought as he walked, and before he knew it, he had almost walked to the tavern opened by the monk Shouyin.

"By the way, Monk Shouyin is a native of the Western Realm, he must be very familiar with the Western Realm, maybe he knows something about the magic medicine. ”

A few hundred zhang away from Ye Linfeng, an inconspicuous tavern is hidden in the streets and alleys, the wine guise is gently swaying under the "instigation" of the breeze, and the three big characters of foodie house are particularly eye-catching.

Before Ye Linfeng approached, a strong aroma of wine came to his nose, accompanied by the aroma of sauced beef and barbecue.

Although this tavern is not big, there are many people who come here to eat, and it seems that the people who come to this tavern do not care about the title of "foodie".

Ye Linfeng gradually approached this tavern, the monk Shouyin did not stand outside the door or in the lobby this time, the business in the tavern was too busy, this obscene monk must be busy cooking dishes, only the food made by him, a foodie, can attract customers.

"It seems that this guy's business is good, this time I must have a good meal, this time is tired enough, I am really tired of eating salted fish." Ye Linfeng thought in his heart, and many delicacies appeared in his mind.

At this time, he pretended to be a rich boy, cranked a painting fan, swaggered into the lobby, and shouted at the shopkeeper: "Little Er, private room." ”

"Okay, this son, please. The shopkeeper's pair of thief's bright eyes looked at Ye Linfeng from head to toe very quickly a moment ago, looking at the handsome and dashing, rich and noble son in front of him, the shopkeeper hurriedly invited him into the private room upstairs.

"Come, reward you. Ye Linfeng said to the shopkeeper with a smile, took out a silver ingot from his arms, and threw it to the shopkeeper.

This is not that Ye Linfeng is showing off his financial resources, but in order not to arouse the suspicion of others.

Ye Linfeng walked into the private room upstairs, the painting fan was displayed, the brocade shirt danced lightly, and he sat on the wooden chair uprightly, pretending to be decent, very magnificent.

"Childe, what kind of dishes do you want to order?" The shopkeeper left all the customers and came to Ye Linfeng.

The tavern of the monk Shouyin has only been open for a few months, and the scale is still small, and the staff is a little insufficient.

"Let's have a crispy roast chicken, a plate of beef in sauce, a plate of vinegared shredded potatoes, garlic fish fillet, three jars of high-quality soju・・・・・・" Ye Linfeng was not short of silver at this time, it was naturally easy for a cultivator to get silver, and the property that Zhu Mao had saved for most of his life was distributed to Ye Linfeng.

The dishes in this tavern of the monk Shouyin are all home-cooked dishes, worthy of the name, and the signature dishes are naturally appetizing coarse dishes or delicious dim sum.

"Shopkeeper, there is a son who ordered all the signature dishes in our store, and he is very generous, he should be from an extraordinary background, should we be courteous and have a good relationship. The shopkeeper took a towel second-hand, and a pair of thieves' bright eyes turned drippingly, and said to the monk Shouyin who was working hard by the stove.

"I said Dong Mingming! You know my mind best in our store, it's not too much to say that you are a roundworm in my stomach, why are you still looking at it, go and greet the guests, treat me well, and I'll meet him later." The big eyes of the monk Shouyin lit up, and a big hand skillfully manipulated the iron pot in his hand and said.

"Okay!" the shopkeeper's name is the same as his own, he is very shrewd, and he is a good businessman.

Ye Linfeng is very magnificent, sitting on the chair by the window, gently shaking the painting fan in his hand, looking at the street below the second floor of the tavern, the cries of the street vendors are endless, and the pedestrians are bustling, Ye Linfeng looks at it, somehow, his heart seems to be much more relaxed.

"Childe, here comes the wine and food! Childe, please use it slowly, if there is any inconsiderate greeting, I will definitely satisfy Childe's heart." Dong Mingming's mouth smiled like a scoop, his two eyes smiled like crescent moons, and he poured soju for Ye Linfeng as he spoke.

"Go, call your shopkeeper, I have something to ask him. Ye Linfeng held a fan in his left hand, picked up a small black porcelain bowl in his right hand, gently brought it to his lips, and tasted it, free and easy without losing elegance.

"My shopkeeper is cooking by the stove, son, please wait, the little one will call the shopkeeper to come." After Dong Mingming finished speaking, his feet were light, and he ran to the kitchen diligently.

"Shopkeeper, that boy is looking for you, please go and see him now. Dong Mingming ran to the kitchen and said to the monk Shouyin.

"Find me, what's the matter? It can't be that you Dong Mingming didn't entertain me well. Monk Shouyin put down the iron pot in his hand, picked up the spoon and poured some chili oil, the chili oil was hot, and the spicy seeds in the oil were baked by the hot oil and turned brown.

"Shopkeeper, don't you still believe in my ability, that boy really wants to find you. Dong Mingming's eyes rolled, and he smiled at the monk Shouyin and said.

"Okay then, I'll go when I'm done with this braised spicy fish. Monk Shouyin picked up the towel on his shoulder, wiped his sweat, and then picked up a large bowl of herbal tea and drank it.

Ye Linfeng hadn't seen meat for a while, and when he saw the fine wine and dishes of Table Mountain, he couldn't help but be moved.

He got up and walked to the door, closed it, and went to the table to feast on it.

After a while, the wine and dishes on the table were swept away by him, and he tidied up his appearance a little, and called Dong Mingming over again.

"Childe, what do you command?" Dong Mingming asked.

"Young master, I'm almost full, you go get me some snacks and a good pot of tea. Ye Linfeng said with a domineering look.

"Okay, then let's have a pot of red snow, Childe, this is the famous tea of the Western Realm Bliss Immortal Island, our tavern is fortunate enough to get a catty, Childe wants to taste it." Dong Ming had a shrewd business brain, and brought the most expensive red snow in the tavern, but he never expected that he would be damaged by someone this time.

"Is it the most expensive in this tavern? If it's not the most expensive, I don't want it, this son has money, and he is not afraid to spend money, hahaha. Ye Linfeng showed his fan and smiled at Dong Mingming.

"Yes, yes, yes, Childe, I'll make you tea. Dong Mingming took the first such a big deal after he started his career, and his mouth immediately turned into a scoop, and he ran to make tea.