"Your name is Alain, right, you said that you were an orphan, who was picked up by a scholar in the South China Sea, and then you don't know where you came from?" Zhang Wu's words seemed to be asking, but in fact, there was certainty in his tone, after all, there was nothing to deceive. He also believed that Alain would not lie.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang. Alain replied honestly, wondering why the man was so curious about his past.

Zhang Wu's eyes were suddenly sharp, like an eagle falcon, but they recovered in an instant. "You were about ten years old when you appeared?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, is there any problem?" Alan was even more puzzled in his heart, and he no longer thought that the appearance of the old man was a coincidence.

"No, hahaha!" Zhang Wu's mood suddenly became comfortable, making the three of them baffled. Alain heard joy and satisfaction in this laughter.

After entering the restaurant, the shopkeeper learned of the intention, and he was not stingy, but he was very welcome, because Alan and the others promised to use the extra purple carp as a reward, and they caught more, and there must be a surplus, which was better as a reward. This thing is notoriously bad for fishing, very rare, of course he is not refused, can be used to entertain distinguished guests, can also give gifts to pull contacts, really poor can also be kept for their own food.

After a while, a large pot of fish was served.

Green pepper fish, spicy and fragrant, generally with sea bass as the main ingredient, but after the discovery of purple carp, green pepper fish was renamed as green pepper carp. Because the taste of purple carp is too delicious.

The rich peppercorn flavor melts into the soup and dips into the fish, making the already fragrant purple carp even more delicious.

Qiao Su ate and ate, crystal tears rolled down, she regretted not leaving home to travel earlier, and hated herself even more for why she was not a southerner.

Her hometown is in Haozhou.

Haozhou is located in the northwest part of the Eastern Continent, the land is slightly barren, and the end of the Donggu Long River flows here. Haozhou has many sword cultivation, sword cultivation is a special branch of Taoism, and it is almost separated from Taoism, its own school, if it is not for the realm still follows Taoism, there will be an additional kendo system in the world. This has also led to the fact that there are very few people in Haozhou who are willing to farm honestly, and even fewer who are willing to become chefs and delve into food.

And Qiao Sudian is from Haozhou, she has liked two things since she was a child - delicious food and a good sword. Therefore, in the case of her sword, delicious food is her pursuit. The food in Haozhou is very simple, and there is no taste of the south.

Therefore, Qiao Su rarely eats delicious food, and after traveling not long after, she spent all her money, and at that time she stayed in Luzhou, watching others eat and eat, and she could only drool.

So she was really grateful to Alain for the delicious food he brought her......

So after Zhang Wu, an old man of unknown origin, left, Qiao Su immediately found Alain.

"Alain, be careful, I always feel that something is wrong with that old man. He gave me the feeling that he was like a vicious dog I encountered when I was a child, and it was far more terrifying...... "Qiao Su is not sensational, because Zhang Wu is indeed not an ordinary person.

Alain frowned, although the old man's tone and demeanor were normal, his eyes were not so comfortable, like a beast staring at another beast weaker than himself.

There was no contempt, there was enough respect, but the sense of oppression and aggression was too strong, and he didn't attack.

Zhang Wu had already walked out of Fucheng and came to the mighty canal again.

He looked back, and it was exactly the direction Alain and they had left. Then he muttered, "Is that you? Is it you from that memory?" He couldn't be sure if Alain was the man, but he couldn't wait, he had to do something.

This time, he sailed north without stopping. The aura in his body began to integrate, and before he was like a mortal, a person who was breathing and communicating with the world all the time, but now, he was as still as a stone.

He had waited too long for this day, and all the martial artists had waited too long. Because the future of martial arts is not obvious, I don't know how many martial artists closed their eyes in regret.

And today, he's going to do that most important thing. If it weren't for a strange memory, he might not have been able to wait that long, but fortunately, he was ninety percent sure that Alan was the one in the memory. The rest doesn't matter anymore, because he has more important things to do.

This thing is called - the capital of the armed forces. The capital is the royal capital of the majestic lance, Mojing.

"It's hard to know whether life and death are going here, don't change the surging river!Hahaha......" Zhang Wu laughed, his four bodies did not move, only his mouth opened and closed, the boat galloped rapidly, and the river shook endlessly, as if he was seeing off his friend.

At this time, Alan and the others were still reminiscing about the aroma of the combination of purple carp and green pepper, but they didn't know that there was an old man who saw the person he wanted to see and was about to do what he wanted to do.

The same person you want to see is also the Tan of Money.

After Zhou Bulong's recitation, he had forcibly memorized the content of the scriptures, but because it was a forced memorization, his understanding was not enough for him to make a great breakthrough. But the future is bright, he thought.

Although Qian Zhitan was dizzy, he still tried his best to get up and bowed: "Master Zhou's great kindness, my Qian will never be repaid, such a superior Buddha skill, I have never asked for it, but I was given by the master, to be honest, I deserve it." I, Qian, am just a small person, but I also understand the truth that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring. If the master needs something in the future, he will definitely go to the soup and go to the fire!"

Zhou Bulong was weaker than him at this time, and he had maintained his magical powers for so long, he was really a little unbearable, and he didn't bother to say anything, just nodded and motioned for Qian Zhitan to sit down.

Qian Zhitan also hurriedly got off the donkey down the slope and sat down to digest the Dharma.

A day later, Alan and the four said goodbye, and Qian Zhitan insisted on keeping the four of them for a good meal, and it was delayed until the evening when the lights of thousands of households were bright, and the four of them took a carriage bought by Qian Zhitan to smash the pot and sell iron, and went on the road.