"Xiao Zhi, did that old man really go to the 'Tongfu Inn'?" Zhao Lang and Yeluqi came to the door of the Tongfu Inn, led by a little beggar with three bags hanging on it.

This little beggar is called Song Lingzhi, a disciple of Lu Youjiao, who won the trust of Lu Youjiao, and was sent to Zhao Lang's side by Lu Youjiao, as a hub for Zhao Lang and the beggar gang. Usually there is something, Zhao Lang directly instructed Song Lingzhi to go down, if the matter is not very important, he will notify the beggar to help the disciple help Zhao Lang to complete it. If the matter is crucial, Song Lingzhi will also tell Lu Youjiao.

Sending Song Lingzhi to Zhao Lang as his younger brother shows that Lu Youjiao now values Zhao Lang. And Song Lingzhi can also be regarded as one of the key cultivation targets of Lu Youjiao, he is well-informed, many things are known better than ordinary beggar gang disciples, and he knows well about the major elders preparing to cultivate Zhao Lang. Therefore, Song Lingzhi was very respectful to Zhao Lang and served him wholeheartedly, so that Zhao Lang would repay him after becoming the helper in the future and give him a good future.

No, Zhao Lang just ordered to go down and ask Song Lingzhi to help find the whereabouts of the old naughty boy Zhou Botong, and in less than half an hour, the whereabouts of the old naughty boy were revealed by Song Lingzhi's human flesh.

The intelligence function of the beggar gang is really powerful, it is simply the prototype of human flesh search a thousand years ago! Zhao Lang secretly complained in his heart, and strode towards the Tongfu Inn with Yeluqi.

After a month of publicity and popularity accumulation, Tongfu Inn's business is now so good that it can be said that it is bursting, there are a bunch of people around every hot pot on the first floor, eating in full swing, the aroma of wine and vegetables permeates the whole building, arousing everyone's appetite.

The dish is a unique hot pot dish, and the wine is a unique high-purity distilled spirit, both of which were not delicacy that should have appeared in the Southern Song Dynasty, and now they have appeared in advance, and the temptation can be imagined. Even Yeluqi, who is known for his rules and gentlemen in the original book, couldn't help licking his lips at this time, revealing an expression of interest.

"Xiaomei, this big brother Yelu is my friend, take him to the box, and entertain him with good wine and food," Zhao Lang smiled slightly, attracting Ye Xiaomei.

Ye Xiaomei smiled brightly: "Okay, Brother Zhao, I will definitely let him walk around without eating." ”

Jeluzy: ""

Zhao Lang pressed his forehead helplessly, with an expression of shame and disgrace: "Xiaomei, you used the wrong idiom again." ”

Ye Xiaomei stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, and pulled Yeluqi to the VIP box on the second floor: "Hehe, okay! Brother Yelu, come with me!"

"But, my master, he" Yeluqi turned around and looked at Zhao Lang quite anxiously, "I still have to"

Zhao Lang waved his hand nonchalantly: "Okay, okay, okay! You don't want to think about it, if your master sees you, he won't run away immediately." If he runs away at full speed, will we be able to catch up with him with the light skills of both of us?"

"The Jin Yan Gong of this division has already cultivated to the peak realm, and I can't compare with it no matter what. Jeruqi hesitated. In fact, if he is as smart as him, how can he not understand that if the old urchin doesn't want to see him, no matter how much he chases, it will be in vain. If it weren't for the old naughty boy's playful nature and stop-and-go, he would have been thrown out of 108,000 miles long ago, how could he have chased all the way to Xiangyang.

"It's good to understand!" Zhao Lang wants to plan the old naughty boy's martial arts, how can he let Yeluqi be a light bulb on the side to hinder himself?

He beckoned to Yeluqi, who was dragged to the second floor by Ye Xiaomei, and said with a smile: "Wait until I talk to Master Ling first, persuade Master Ling, and then take him to the box to find you, so that he won't run around." ”

Yeluqi looked at the hot pot, his eyes were full of emotion, he turned his head, hugged his fist at Zhao Lang with gratitude, and said, "In this way, I am tired of the little brother." I waited in the box for good news, hoping that the little brother would persuade the tutor to bring him back. ”

Zhao Lang said with a secret smile in his heart, it is certain to bring it back, but before bringing it back, Lao Zhou's martial arts are not learned in vain. Quanzhen Jin Yangong, Sanhua Juding Palm Method, Kongming Boxing, Lao Zhou's martial arts, are all high-quality products, not to be missed, if the character is bursting again, and you learn the group beating magic technique that can be called a PK cheat, then you will really make money.

After sending Yeluqi away, Zhao Lang's eyes searched among the people on this floor, but after a while, he found Zhou Botong standing out from the crowd.

Dressed in floral cloth clothes, his hair is snow-white and not half black, but there is no wrinkle on his face, it can be seen that his internal cultivation has reached the peak of perfection, and he is definitely the pinnacle master of the world, but the white long beard with a mouth is combed into a braid, swaying and nondescript.

At the peak of the world, there will be people who behave like this, and I am afraid that only the old naughty boy Zhou Botong will be.

At this time, Zhou Botong was squatting on a chair, using chopsticks to pick up vegetables, dipping in the hot pot soup and eating happily, while beside him, several customers sat in a daze, except for the continuous blinking of their eyes, their bodies did not move at all, obviously being clicked on the acupoints.

"When did the old naughty boy do the old thing called Huazi and be so greedy?" Zhao Lang smiled and walked up.

The old naughty boy turned his head suddenly, his face was panicked, and he found that the person who came was not Yeluqi, so he showed a happy smile: "Hehe, young man, seeing that you are not very old, how do you know my old naughty boy?"

Zhao Lang leaned up, touched the old urchin's beard, and said with a smile: "In today's rivers and lakes, the internal strength has been cultivated to the point of returning to the true crane and making a childish face, and he still ties his beard into such a knot. There is such a childlike person, besides the old naughty you, is there a second person?"

Zhao Lang is not a fool, as a junior, he has to be respectful to the old naughty boy, in fact, in the five uniques, the three people of the East Evil North Beggars and the Middle Naughty Boy do not like to be regarded as martial arts seniors, among which Zhou Botong is the most.

Otherwise, Zhou Botong would not have become friends with Xiaolongnu Yang Guo later.

In the face of the old naughty boy, you have to coax him as a child, coax well, what kind of martial arts cheats, it's not trivial?

In Zhao Lang's heart, a little devil fanned his wings and stared at Zhou Botong with bad intentions, like a big bad wolf looking at the little white rabbit and the gray wolf looking at the little fat sheep.

The old naughty boy didn't know about the little Jiujiu in Zhao Lang's heart, and when he saw it, the child recognized his identity lightly, and the old naughty boy couldn't help but be interested in his heart: "Hehe, the child is knowledgeable, yes, I am Zhou Botong." Now that you've guessed who I am, let me guess who you are!"

As he spoke, the old urchin put down his chopsticks and held his head with his hands to make a thinking gesture, wanting to guess Zhao Lang's identity.

However, Zhao Lang is young and has a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes, where can the old naughty boy guess.

Zhao Lang saw that the old naughty boy had a childlike heart, and he had a greater grasp of the old naughty boy's martial arts in his heart, so he smiled, picked up a pair of clean dishes and chopsticks, and ate the hot pot while it was hot: "Let me remind you that I am a subordinate of the Five Uniques." ”

"Five Uniques?" The old urchin's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhao Lang with even greater interest in his eyes, "Among the Five Absolute Sects, the Quanzhen Sect was created by my senior brother, but the few little Taoist priests in Qiu Chuji are not angry, and the rules are dead-headed, and the disciples they teach are all stupid donkeys and Trojans. Those disciples of the Quanzhen Sect make me hate when they see it, and they will definitely not be able to teach a disciple like you. ”

"Ouyang Feng's old boy is crazy, his son is dead again, and the inheritance of White Camel Mountain should also be broken. The old urchin smiled and said, "Haha, I know! Look at you like this, you should be Huang Laoxi's new disciple!"

But it was the old naughty boy who saw that Zhao Lang was well-dressed, quite handsome, and acted quite uninhibited, even in the face of martial arts old-timers like himself, he was unrestrained, and he was quite a bit of the madness of the Eastern Evil that did not abide by secular etiquette, and decided that Zhao Lang should be the successor of Huang Yaoshi.

Zhao Lang shook his head and said mysteriously: "No, no, no, the old naughty boy guessed wrong." Guess what!"

"Did you guess wrong?" Zhou Botong scratched his head, his face suddenly changed, and his expression was a little panicked, "Are you the heir of Dali?"

Seeing that Zhou Botong, who had no skin and no face, suddenly panicked, Zhao Lang was confused, and when he heard Zhou Botong's last sentence, he suddenly realized. Zhou Botong seduced Aunt Ying in the Dali Palace when he was young, thinking that he was sorry for Nandi, and it was normal to think that Nandi's face had changed greatly.

Seeing that Zhou Botong was getting more and more excited, Zhao Lang was afraid that Zhou Botong would run away again, and he would have no place to cry when the time came, so he hurriedly revealed his identity: "Okay, okay, don't guess." I am a five-bag disciple of the Beggar Gang, Zhao Lang. ”

Zhou Botong looked incredulous: "Don't lie to me." The old urchin is not stupid, since you are a disciple of the beggar gang, why don't you wear a beggar's suit?"

Zhao Lang rolled his eyes: "Then the old naughty boy, you are still a Quanzhen sect! When did you wear the Taoist robe?"

The old naughty boy was dumbfounded, staring at Zhao Lang, speechless.

The two stared at each other, and suddenly Zhao Lang laughed, but he was happy to meet a fellow practitioner, and in just a few moments, the two were much more cordial.

The old naughty is old in his childhood, and the people around him regard him as a martial arts celebrity, although he is respectful, but it is against the childlike nature of the old naughty boy himself. But the other four are all Shenlong, how easy is it to meet them? Now that he met Zhao Lang, a child who didn't care about his identity, Zhou Botong's heart was naturally quite happy.

And Zhao Lang, as a time-traveler of later generations, was also deeply constrained enough in the feudal society of the Great Song Dynasty, which emphasized virtue and etiquette, and was quite restrained when talking to others. Even in the face of Hong Qigong, Zhao Lang can't be completely peaceful and relaxed, after all, strictly speaking, Hong Qigong is also a decent hero who follows the rules, and the reason why he is so close to Zhao Lang is that in addition to Zhao Lang's appetite for him, there is also a relationship with Zhao Lang's breakthrough.

It's an old naughty boy, and his nature is to play with anyone equally, approachable, Zhao Lang talks to the old naughty boy, don't be too stiff, as if he is playing with the children next door in the future. During the discussion, Zhao Lang gradually regarded the old naughty boy as his old friend, and even the heart of planning the old naughty boy's martial arts was much lighter.

"Could it be that Wang Ba looked at the mung beans and met his eyes?" cough cough" A strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart, Zhao Lang didn't swallow a mouthful of hot pot ingredients, and almost choked to death.