When there was still some way to the city, Zhen Fei fell to the ground from mid-air, rubbed his cheeks with both hands, and changed his appearance. He thought that his portrait would be posted on the city gate for everyone to observe. . Take precautions in advance. Then he walked to the city gate calmly and saw two big characters "Wucheng" on the city gate.
When she was with Lucy, Zhen Fei learned her composure.
The wanted Lucy stayed in front of the police without changing her face and heartbeat, and she could still joking with a smile. The police couldn't arrest her even if they suspected that she was a wanted criminal. This made Zhen Fei admire the five bodies.
There were dozens of guards with sharp armor and sharp swords standing beside the city gate. Zhen Fei didn't even have the interest to take a second look. After a turn of his thoughts, he changed into the clothes that the monks of the underworld were accustomed to wearing. He came from the world.
When passing the city gate, Zhen Fei looked at the city wall very carefully, and found that the wanted person had changed. He was a boy with a hairpin. The boy was only eight or nine years old. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned and cunning. The expression on the side, the text introduction shows that this young man is very bloodthirsty, brave and fierce, and he has done something extraordinary. He has robbed at least three sects’ treasure house, killed hundreds of people, and offered a reward of 5 billion Zhao coins, which is more than The amount of reward offered by Zhongnan School and Xianzhen Pavilion to Zhen Fei.
It seems that this young man is cruel and has aroused public anger.
Zhen Fei shrugged his shoulders and thought: "It's really a hero who was born a boy. He is so bloodthirsty and kills at a young age, and he will be a big demon in the future. Is it worth offending so many people?"
There is a portrait of a person next to this young man. It is the little plum who entered the underworld. According to the above explanation, it is because the little plum molested the princess of the Zhao country and was chased by the royal family and offered a reward of one million Zhao coins.
This price makes Zhen Fei speechless.
The last wanted man was a bearded man, who appeared to be in his thirties. It said that this man had killed his master, betrayed his master, and offered a reward of 300 million Zhao coins.
These people have little relationship with Zhen Fei. Xiao Lizi is at best an acquaintance, and even friends can't be ranked. Zhen Fei came directly to a gorgeous ignorance, and turned and walked into the city. Only then did I discover that Wucheng was crowded with people, and there were a lot of pedestrians coming and going.
He didn't plan to live here permanently. He walked directly into a shop and said to the boss: "I want to buy one hundred thousand Zhuyan Lingpill." Zhuyan Lingpill is too common and unnoticeable, but these The number of pills surprised the boss, and he didn't expect that there were still people in the Yin Palace who value the Yan Ling Pills so much.
The boss couldn't help asking: "Why do the guests need so many lingering pills?"
Zhen Fei said calmly: "Wash your feet."
The surprised boss grew up and couldn't close his mouth for a long time, and said, "Wash your feet?"
Disdain to explain anything, Zhen Fei nodded. The boss smiled bitterly and said, "Please wait a while, and I will get the medicine for the customer."
I don't know what method was used. After half an hour, the boss collected one hundred thousand lingering pills. After Zhen Fei paid the coin, she asked casually: "Do you still have an auction here?"
"Wucheng has not been auctioned in the near future, but there is a one-year auction in another city, Licheng, and guests can go to Licheng to take a look."
"Thank you." Zhen Fei arched his hands and turned and walked away.
Licheng is still 3,000 miles away from Wucheng, and it takes a day to fly there. Zhen Fei is not too anxious, so he sits down at a restaurant and asks for wine and food to eat slowly. Recently, he found that he likes to drink more and more. Up.
Maybe men like this spicy and nerve-saving drink. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "the only way to relieve worries is Dukang", indicating that wine can not only add to the fun at the banquet, but also relieve worries.
In the recent period, Zhen Fei's luck was not very good. First, the little white wolf was killed, and the "Tai Chi Tu" was seized. Later, the request for leave was rejected by Qu Jinlin. After entering the underworld, Xueshuang did not rescue her as she wished.
The concentration of these things caused a lot of pressure on Zhen Fei.
Drinking a cup of wine, drinking a jar of wine unknowingly, although there are many powerful enemies in the underworld, the three masters, the Zhongnan faction, and the Xianzhen Pavilion all want to kill Zhen Fei, but the underworld is too big. , Zhen Fei is like a drop of water in the ocean, it is difficult to find if it can't make waves. However, most of the monks in the underworld live a long life, with a life span of thousands of years.
Unexpectedly, the stamina of this kind of drink was great. Zhen Fei was actually drunk for the first time in his life. This is called "drinking and sorrow, and water flowing even more". People who drink when they are sad are most likely to get drunk.
He fell asleep on the table in the restaurant. The bartender looked at Zhen Fei and didn't care. The monks in the underworld had strong opinions, and it often happened when they were drunk.
Zhen Fei stayed asleep until the evening before waking up. He exhaled a long breath, feeling that his brain was very refreshing, and he did not feel uncomfortable after being drunk. Although he had never been drunk, he had seen too many drunken patients. Generally speaking, being drunk will damage the brain, heart, liver, kidney and many organs. Unexpectedly, the wine in the Yin Palace is so magical that it will not harm the body after being drunk.
Zhen Fei yelled hello, and greeted the bartender and said, "Come on, settle the account."
"It's eighty-one yuan in total, guest." The bartender handed over the bill.
Zhen Fei paid Zhao coins as the bill and said, "The drinks in your store are good, I want to buy more."
The bartender said: "The customer is a person who knows the goods. Our drink is called "Drunk Xian Wanhua Niang". Legend has it that the recipe inherited from the fairy was carefully produced and used thousands of natural materials and treasures to exchange Xueying. The 10,000-year-old snow water on the mountain has a history of 100,000 years. Even the princes and ministers of the Yan and Qin kingdoms come here to buy wine. Drunken immortals are a signature of our family."
"Hundred thousand years of history?" Zhen Fei almost burst out, thinking: "You just blow it. It really is the face of the actor and the mouth of the hall, all born for hype." He didn't believe the words of the bartender at all. .
"Yes, one hundred thousand years, I haven't said much."
"Okay, okay, don't blow it up." Zhen Fei waved his hand and said, "I want to buy some drunk immortal Wanhua fern, how much is this jar of wine?"
"Fifty yuan, a childish man, it has been at this price since ancient times." The bartender vowed.
"How many altars do you have?" Zhen Fei calculated in her heart, it was not very expensive, and she planned to buy more.
The bartender smiled and said: "Guests can rest assured that there is enough supply. There are 10,000 people in our family who are making wine day and night, and they are sold to any place in the ghost mansion."
"Puff." Zhen Fei despised the exaggerated bartender, and said: "You really have so many words. Give me one million altars." One million altars of drunk fairy Baihua Niang is only 50 million Zhao. currency. There are still a lot of Zhao coins in the storage space snatched from the Antarctic Master. But he suspected that the bartender who could blow the bulls off couldn't make so many drinks.
But Zhen Fei was wrong. The bartender was just surprised and immediately said: "Please wait a moment, I'll be here."
Turning around, the bartender came downstairs and came up again, holding a wine glass in his hand, and said: "There are a million jars of drunk celestial jade in this space. Please check it out."
Zhen Fei couldn't believe the bartender's words. He looked at the wine glass with his sky eyes. There were indeed wine jars of the same size. The horizontal number was one hundred, and the number was one hundred along the way, and from low to high, there were also one hundred. The number in all directions is an integer, which is exactly one million jars of drunken celestial beings.
He took out a jar of wine at random, opened it and smelled it, took a deep breath, and praised intoxicatedly: "Yes, it's an authentic drunk goddess ten thousand flower brew."
When he paid the money, he used a weighing tool. The quality of each Zhao coin was half a catty. He weighed out 2,500 tons of Zhao coin and paid it to the bartender.
The bartender's method of collecting money is also very special. He just weighed it with his hands and immediately said, "It happens to be 50 million Zhao coins, what else does the guest need?"
"I don't need anything else. Maybe next time I come over, I still need so many drinks."
"It is guaranteed to meet the needs of our customers. We still have a lot of stock in our home. The wines for our customers are stored in the cellar for thousands of years."
Zhen Fei cursed in his heart: "Fuck, you can die if you don't blow it? The wine stored in the cellar for thousands of years is really like spinach with time." As for whether it has a storage time of a thousand years, he could not confirm.
Walking out of the restaurant, Zhen Fei still felt the scent of drunken celestial flowers brewed between her lips and teeth, and she couldn't help but cried out in her heart. If you don’t become a doctor, you can sell the things from the underworld to the world, and you can make a lot of money as long as you flip your hands. There are many people who work hard for three meals a day, and he secretly shook his head.
It’s getting dark, and the city is full of illuminating instruments made by monks. They are as bright as electric lights, and the lights are brilliant. Zhen Fei can’t help but think: “Although the people in the Yin House do not have science and technology, their standard of living is no better than that of others. Humans in the world are poor, and some places are even far above the human world, which is enviable. No wonder people here are pursuing the technique of immortality."
The gate was wide open, and the guards still stood on the wall in vigor, staring into the distance, guarding the city's defense security.
Walking to a place no one saw outside the city, Zhen Fei sacrificed a flying horse, soared into the air, and rushed to Licheng before dawn.
As she walked through the city gate, Zhen Fei looked at the place where the wanted order was posted. As expected, the heads of the three people were still posted on the wall, but many people kept coming and going in and out of the city and didn’t care who was wanted. , On the contrary, those monks with low cultivation bases and low-end backgrounds stood under the wanted portraits and whispered. ()