"The first thing the fuck did when he came to Shenzhou was to rob?"
At the entrance of the alley, the big golden crow who was letting the wind muttered his teeth, and watched Fang Xing speechlessly, from head to toe, scavenged all the silver, gold, silver and copper on the fat old man. Speechless, now the little bandit's wealth is not said to be invincible, but even in Shenzhou, he can be regarded as a small rich, and he even robbed for such a small thing...
"You...you can think about it. This business I do is for the little fairy family of Tianyi Palace, Mr. Zou Li...he is a true disciple of Tianyi Palace...you...you robbed me, be careful that Mr. Li enters the city and kills you Execution on the spot..."
The fat old man was trembling. He had seen some people who used their supernatural powers to make trouble in the city and were expelled, but he had never seen this kind of person who made trouble as soon as they entered the city. This alley is less than a hundred meters away from the city gate. Where did this bumpkin come from so bold? Surprised to be surprised, but the flying sword was resting on his neck, he really didn't dare to say anything, he just stammered and threatened.
"Use this method to make money, you city people really know how to play..."
Fang Xing was merciless when he started. After searching all the money on the old man, he knocked him unconscious with his fingers.
The income is quite a lot, dozens of taels of scattered silver, ten hanging coins, and a thousand taels of silver bills. It has been a long time since I have this feeling of robbing people of copper coins and silver taels. Fang Xing recollected it with satisfaction. Then he put it into the storage bag with a grin, and carelessly embraced the big golden crow's neck, and said, "Go, I know you've been tired all this time, so go eat well!"
The weather in Shenzhou is different from other places. Although this Qiuzhou City is just a city where ordinary people live, rather than a fairy city where practitioners come and exchange artifacts, it can also reflect the impressiveness of Shenzhou, a place full of aura. Even if I found a random restaurant in this city, it seemed to be rich in culture. On the old-fashioned walls, there were many calligraphy left by the children of the literati and immortal families.
As for the dishes, they are not cheap, but Fang Xing's silver is barely enough. One person sells one piece of money, such as "Dongpo pork", "roasted suckling pig", "stuffed drunken shrimp", "lion head" and so on. Waiting for a big table, and moved two jars of Lihuabai, one person occupied one side and started to gobble it up. The continuous rush for these three months has hurt my stomach.
These two guys drank like no one else, but attracted a lot of sideways glances from around.
At this time, on the second floor of the restaurant, although it was not for dinner, there were quite a few elegant guests, who wanted a pot of wine, a few dishes of side dishes, and a slow drink, just to pass the time. The Big Golden Crow was even more unsightly. Some people cast disgusting glances many times, but it was a pity that the lethality was not effective for the opponent. Anyone who dared to look at it would stare back, as if looking for a fight.
Just when a jar of wine was drunk, three diners came up from below the restaurant. They were tall and slender, their cassocks were spotless, and they carried a long sword behind their backs. , seemed to be regular customers, the three of them came upstairs, and with a glance, they saw Fang Xing and Da Jinwu who were eating at the table, and their brows frowned immediately.
"Xiao Er, when did your Taibai residence become a place for the barbarians of the village to eat?"
The leading young man was around thirty years old, holding a folding fan in his hand, lightly knocked Xiao Er, and said teasingly.
Xiaoer was a little embarrassed at the moment, but he didn't want to offend Fang Xing and Da Jinwu, thinking that he had just bought a thousand taels of silver bills at the table, so that we can eat and drink more vigorously, which is comparable to yours. Every day when I come to the second floor, I need a pot of wine and two dishes of side dishes to sit for an entire afternoon, and I am so proud of ten taels of silver.
But Xiao Er also has good eyesight. I have heard people say that this young master has a good status. He is the true biography of a small fairy gate three hundred miles outside Qiuzhou City. He used to visit this city often, so he doesn't want to offend him. He didn't answer, and just laughed and led the three of them to a table by the west window. During this period, Fang Xing and Da Jinwu also surprisingly didn't get angry, and seemed unwilling to cause trouble.
It's not that the tempers of these two guys have changed, the main reason is that Fang Xing was slightly startled after hearing what this man said, leaned down, and asked the Big Golden Crow in a low voice: "What does the bastard mean by eating big pieces? "
The Great Golden Crow didn't know, so he casually said, "Do you think we two are grandpas?"
Fang Xing nodded, and didn't intend to argue with that bastard with the fan.
"Chi..."
The voices of the two of them were not high, but a woman in white at the table next to them heard it and laughed out loud.
This woman was already there before Fang Xing and the others came up. She was alone, with a jug of wine and two cups in front of her, but she didn't touch her lips. She just stared out the window in a daze, as if full of heart. The sadness was felt by everyone around him, but at this moment, because he accidentally heard the conversation between Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow, he couldn't help but smile and turned his head to take a look.
"Yo, nice girls..."
Fang Xing grinned, and turned on the wine jar to her.
Unexpectedly, the woman frowned slightly when she saw the messy cups and cups on their table, and ignored them again.
Fang Xing was immediately dissatisfied, and wanted to pretend to be your mother's big head...
"Huh?"
The folding fan boy who was being led to the west table by Xiao Er also saw the woman's delicate face, his heart moved slightly, he coughed lightly, and whispered something to Xiao Er, and Xiao Er immediately Glancing at Fang Xing, his face showed embarrassment, and he didn't move his feet for a long time. The folding fan boy was already a little dissatisfied, so he snorted softly, ignored Xiao Er, and walked over by himself.
"Crack..."
Two pieces of silver suddenly fell on the table in front of Fang Xing and Da Jinwu, rolled twice, and fell into a bowl of sauerkraut soup.
Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, and looked up in disbelief.
The folding fan boy looked at the woman at the next table to Fang Xing and the others, and said indifferently: "You change the table, don't disturb this girl's peace!"
Fang Xing's eyes were even more dazed, and he didn't speak for a long time.
The folding fan boy was getting a little impatient, he waved his fan lightly, as if he was waving away a fly: "Taibaiju is an elegant residence, although it is in the city of mortals, it has always been in the name of quietness, There is no place for the two of you to gobble it up here, it's obviously disturbing the scholarly atmosphere here, I don't bully you, go downstairs and eat, this money will be considered compensation for you!"
Fang Xing's expression was even more dumbfounded, thinking in his heart that someone took the initiative to find the young master
The folding fan boy saw him, but thought he had frightened Fang Xing, and said impatiently, "Are you still going?"
His eyesight is not very good, similar to that of the general guarding the city gate. Fang Xing's casket is not exquisite, he has gray hair, and he is carrying a fat crow. It wasn't that big of a deal, but he was regarded as a little friar in the realm of agility, who was still unstoppable, and only thought that if he refused to accept, he would be thrown out of the window with a flick of the fan.
Under the urging of Mr. Folding Fan, Fang Xing finally said, "I'll go to your uncle and pay me for this bowl of sauerkraut soup!"
When this voice came out, the whole Taibai Residence on the second floor was completely silent.
"You... what did you say?"
Young Master Folding Fan wanted to show off in front of the woman next to the window, but he was yelled at and his expression changed.
"Talk about your uncle, I will pay you for my sauerkraut soup, or I will smoke your bastard grandson..."
Fang Xing slapped the table and jumped up, his nose and eyes were much wider than this folding fan boy.
Under this rage, the energy in his body flowed, but it also revealed that his cultivation was not ordinary, and he was by no means quick and agile.
The folding fan boy couldn't hold back his face anymore, his palms trembled with anger, and he said repeatedly: "Okay... okay... you are looking for death, don't blame me for not being sympathetic..." While speaking, the fingers holding the folding fan turned blue, and his body was spiritual. The strength was surging, and he was about to make a move, but at this moment, the two companions behind him hurriedly grabbed him from left to right, and persuaded him in a low voice: "Don't make a move!"
"It's not like in the past, Tianyi Palace has issued a decree, no magic can be used in the city of Yezhou..."
After the two of them persuaded him, the folding fan boy realized that his spiritual power gradually faded, and he coldly glanced at Fang Xing, and said in a low voice, "You bumpkin, you are quite courageous, but it's a pity that you are in Yemen today. In Zhoucheng, my son came here to recruit a son-in-law for the dragon girl. I don't want to let you go for a while because of a small loss. I only hope that you will never leave the city, otherwise..."
With a sinister smile, he was about to drop his harsh words and leave.
But it was fine if he didn't mention recruiting a son-in-law, but when Fang Xing mentioned it, he was immediately annoyed. He jumped up and slapped it out, cursing: "Recruiting a son-in-law, recruiting your son-in-law, what's so good about that stinky bitch? Even your grandsons like you have been attracted here?"
"Snapped!"
This palm didn't look very surprising, it was just infused with spiritual power, and it was infinitely powerful.
The boy who folded the fan was shocked, he had already raised the fan to cover his face, but the fan was smashed to pieces by this palm, and then it hit his face firmly, and he was thrown into the air. Turning in the air like a spinning top, it crashed into the wall with two "swish" sounds, and before making a scream, it crashed into the wall and flew straight to the street.
"You... you dare to move in the city of Yezhou?"
The two people beside the folding fan boy had already turned pale with fright.
It seems that the immovable law in the city has really affected them a lot, and until now, they have no intention of fighting back.
"What about the movement?"
Fang Xing was not polite, and he slapped his backhand again, drawn by invisible spiritual force, but it seemed to be firmly drawn on another person's face. That person was already fully defending, but the result was no different from having no defense, and he was smashed to death. It flew out of a wall, and the last one yelled in fright, turned around and fled, but was slapped on the back by the big wings, and flew out too.
For a while, three of the four walls of Taibai's second floor had holes, and only the woman sitting next to him was still alive.
"He...does he not want to live? How dare he do anything in Yezhou City?"
"I felt right, he used his spiritual power just now, definitely used his spiritual power!"
"It's such a trouble, it's such a big mess, it will definitely alarm the commanding disciples of Tianyi Palace..."
The entire second floor of Taibai Residence seemed to have provoked a hornet's nest, and it was in a mess.
"Master, if you don't show your temper, you'll think you're a softie, right..."
Fang Xing was out of breath, sat down indignantly, patted the table and asked Xiaoer to change a bowl of sauerkraut soup.
The woman sitting by the window also turned her head to look at him, her gaze was slightly stern at this time.