A few sparse stars remained in the white sky, the thin sun gradually shone, the cool mountain breeze blowing, and a piece of green. At this time, Li was half crazy **, carrying a big burden, and covered in dust to touch back to the town surrounded by green water at the bottom of the mountain.

This town is called Jin scale, the people of the town of Shiju take fishing as their business, it is said that the head of the scale clan in the world, the Yellow Dragon, has appeared here inexplicably, circling and tossing for more than three days, and then hidden in the mountains behind the town, there is no news of the trace. To this day, Jinlu Town still produces a kind of carp with a golden red body and delicate flesh, each of which is not more than a foot, but it is ten gold. There used to be a golden carp in the world, and it was said that it was immortal and beneficial to qi.

The magistrates may be about to ask, how can there be so many rich people in a small town? Isn't it just a fish of a sparse color, and dare to sell it for ten gold? This has to mention that the local tyrant of Jinlu Town, who is rich in gold, and the townspeople are forced to call him the golden shopkeeper because of his obscenity. I have to say that the golden shopkeeper is a talent in this life, handsome and elegant, but his character is inferior, and even an old beggar can cut off a few rags in front of his door, this virtue has somehow won the favor of thousands of young women.

Maybe it's because of his money, although this reason is as vulgar as his name, but the effect of money and power has indeed affected the mainstream of society since ancient times. Moreover, this inferior villain controls nearly two-thirds of the industry in Jinlu Town, like the golden carp that attracts countless dignitaries and immortal cultivators is the exclusive special supply of Tianyi Pavilion, the luxury restaurant of the golden shopkeeper, one every half a month, but the food waiting to be eaten is lined up for two years, which directly drives the business of the golden shopkeeper's inn Yun Mengze and the Wanhualou, which is famous for its beauty. Xiaosheng won't tell you that even the history and legends of Jinlan Town are made up by the golden shopkeeper, the purpose is to earn the name of a tourist treasure hunting holy place and drive the flow of tourists. As for the golden carp, it is indeed scarce, and the meat is indeed delicious, but the fishermen can still catch one every two months, and as for this longevity, the old fisherman who died the year before last only lived to be sixty years old after eating the golden carp for a lifetime. Hmph, who likes to fool whom, anyway, the gold shopkeeper's high-priced purchase, we don't eat a lot of meat.

Many children said that they saw the gold shopkeeper become a big mouse at night, and people stood at the back door of the inn and sniffed around, as if they smelled something and ran out, and they took back a big coin after a while. Some people also heard the down-and-out storyteller near Wanhualou talking to himself, saying that the golden shopkeeper was a profiteer in his last life, when the world was chaotic, the fields were not harvested, and he was unlucky and was cooked by a group of hungry and crazy strongmen, not only did he not feel aggrieved, but sold himself with soup and meat and bones at a good price, so he had the money to bribe Yin Si and change his life, and the money came so quickly in this life.

At this time, on the top floor of Tianyi Pavilion, in the special office of the golden shopkeeper, a battle for small profits between profiteers and gods is underway, and the chip is, a roast chicken.

Wen Banxian kept his posture on the stool and gnawed on the roast chicken, the discounted leg had not yet recovered, and there were all kinds of dim sum on the table of the Eight Immortals on the side, only to see him take a bite of roast chicken, a mouthful of dim sum, and rub the oil on the delicate tablecloth embroidered by the golden shopkeeper from time to time, and the golden shopkeeper was indifferent, but from time to time the corner of his eyes glanced at the dim sum plate that was missing a layer in a few seconds, and the oily tablecloth.

Wen Banxian slurred his speech and spat at the golden shopkeeper, with a bitter and bitter face, as if someone had stolen his underwear: "Jin is rich! You let the old fairy and I give up the world, and ten thousand people admired you to go to your small broken restaurant to tell the story, and I want to send away two roast chickens?"

The man on the other side of the Eight Immortals Table finally couldn't help it, and roared angrily with a hideous face: "You old thing, your paws leave my tablecloth! Do you know how much this Su embroidered tablecloth costs? You have burned chicken money all your life! You dare to ask the master for something! Go home and play by yourself! It's not to see the friendship between you and me for two hundred years. I'm going to ask you to talk nonsense!?You're not satisfied, huh!?"

This Wen Banxian looked at the tablecloth, then looked at himself, withdrew his hand, and secretly wiped two handfuls on his sleeve. Then, he pointed directly to the yin and yang weirdness of the golden shopkeeper's nose to change the topic: "What about the young master, an old mouse becomes a double ten young man and thinks he is really young? ”

"Yo, grass mustard worm, dare to call yourself an old immortal, I'm really not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue, ah, it's wrong, you don't have a tongue, you have nine legs, what's the point of being discounted by someone one or two, more than a thousand years of Taoism, you can still be beaten by mortals, you have lost the face of your zerg, and you don't think so." The golden shopkeeper said with disdain, his originally handsome face suddenly protruded from his chin, and some long beards grew on his cheeks, which was indeed as Wen Banxian said, and dragged to the ground.

The gold shopkeeper hates people to make him bankrupt the most in his life, and the second is to be said that he is old, you know, he is still very confident in his own change technique, so many years, he has become a handsome young man in his twenties, and he has swept thousands of girls, this self-confidence is inflated, and he always forgets what he originally was. Coincidentally, Wen Banxian committed two crimes, which not only stained his tablecloth, but also said that he was old, and couldn't help but be so angry that he tore the skin of the merchant and the angry man, revealing the true appearance of a mouse.

That's right, these two creatures are not people, Wen Half-Immortal's real name is not Xian, but a strange insect, transformed by the resentment of the dead, dissipated by a drink of wine, and the reincarnation of Wenqu Dongfang Shuo of the year has a word, giving birth to some spiritual roots, and cultivating for many years in addition to dripping wine and not touching it is also very nourishing, becoming a person, it is easy to cheat money with flowers and plants, of course, the most proud ability is to predict, and the rest, this mustard-like insect really has no other ability, and the attack power is as big as that of a human old man, otherwise it is a monster, how can it be beaten on the ground。

Let's talk about this golden shopkeeper, saying that he is a rat essence and indeed a rat essence, but the noble blood of the family is rare, a variant of the brocade mouse, the golden retriever mouse. Collectively referred to as Qianjin, this mouse is born to accumulate wealth, and many stranger businessmen seek it for their ability to collect treasures and collect money. As a shrewd mouse with a brain, the golden shopkeeper is naturally unwilling to work hard for a long time, and what he gets has been taken away by others like this, so he simply found a mountain bag to cultivate himself, and thanks to his good luck, he happened to meet a lone Chongming bird, this stupid young bird happened to be half dead, so it was cheap The gold shopkeeper was dyed with some divine beast breath, that is, to avoid the heavens and enhance cultivation, and only a hundred years to get a personal body.

"The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper, the crazy son of the Li family is back, disheveled, and carrying a big dirty burden. It's all at the entrance of the town at this time, do you want to go and see?" The little rat who ran the hall interrupted the dispute, that's right, this day the rest of the people in the pavilion are all rats inside and outside the pavilion, you ask why the rats are not in charge of the spoon, the gold shopkeeper himself knows that his nature is untamed and likes to steal food.

When Wen Banxian heard this, his heart was overjoyed, and he said secretly: This little madman is really a kind person, it seems that the ginseng doll is very satisfied, and the old fairy has repaid the favor. Immediately put on an ancestral posture, pointed at the young man with his nostrils and said: "Quick, carry the old immortal to Li Ergou's house, the glorious moment of the old immortal being worshiped is coming, and you are indispensable." The young man was not annoyed, he looked at Wen Banxian with a smile and said, "Grandpa worm, it's okay for me to carry you there, but didn't you notice that the eyes of our shopkeeper are green?" After finishing speaking, the soles of his feet rubbed the oil against the wall and slipped away.

"You gave him Ying'er?" the golden shopkeeper's tone couldn't be lighter, obviously a precursor to an outburst of anger.

Wen Banxian was really afraid that the golden shopkeeper would be overstimulated and his nature would be exposed, and his own few taels of meat would not be enough for this big mouse, so he hurriedly said: "That piece of silver is not what I want to give him, your little concubine was going to die that day, more than a hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Li family buried her on the mountainside, and now there is nothing wrong with Li Banmad taking her back, besides, look at her, how many people have eaten, you still hide from me, how can there be such a quick transformation for more than a hundred years, and they don't all have adventures like you." Okay, okay, don't stare at me, it's not a big deal to eat a handful of people, but now my clan is not in power! This time, I didn't have long eyes and stared at the nine-leaf ginseng in the palm of the mountain god, how could that ginseng doll be so easy to get along with, didn't this just suck out the essence. The cause and effect are destined, it must be peaceful. ”

"Look at you nervous, how can I still put you half into the ground? It's just a pity that it's hard to get a big piece of silver, I've been together for so long, my golden shopkeeper has not touched her so much, you say you can send it as you say, not even a sign, I'm really distressed." The golden shopkeeper looked sad.

Wen Banxian knew this rat's temperament very well, and he couldn't think of anything to comfort him for a while.

"Hey......" The golden shopkeeper played with a string of copper coins, and knocked on the table from time to time to make a soft sound, "Why don't you come and tell me a book for free, say something half-truthful, and also drive my Tianyi Pavilion's business?" As for Ying'er, she is dead, and she has to create some value. Let's use this as a gimmick, maybe it can attract some strangers who come to hunt for treasure and demons. It's just a pity that her body, such a large piece of old silver, is worth the price of gold, the more she thinks about it, the more distressed she becomes, and she can't help but twitch her eyelids and grit her teeth.

"Lao Jin, calm and calm, Lao Xian, I'll tell you the book, don't keep putting on a face to eat people, the Li family gets the silver for days, and the blood of the divine beast can't protect you if you change the number of days." ”

In this way, there was a scene at the beginning of this article, Wen Banxian's storytelling is always a prophecy, attracting countless people to explore. The restaurant of the golden shopkeeper is always overcrowded.