"Where is the boss?" Changle chatted casually while drinking tea.

"I escaped from the Western Regions." He said with a smile, "The local accent is hard to change, so the accent still has the smell of it."

"No wonder." Changle nodded with a smile, and he had no intention of exploring their secrets.

Seeing that Changle had nothing to do when drinking tea, Jiumozhi drank a bowl of tea soup in one go.

"The taste is really good." He saw the taste of Changle praises the tea and then praised it randomly.

The two were drinking tea, and a group of martial arts people also walked in.

"Old man Hu, come here to have a pot of good tea!" It seems that several men from the martial arts world should come here to drink tea from time to time.

"Fang Shisan, you kid is growing taller again." A man gestured to the young man and said.

"Yes." The guy stood in front of them with a smile, but the disgust in his eyes flashed and hid it very well.

Those men in the world always joked about him when they spoke. The guy had a very good temper and would not get angry no matter how they said it.

"Give me a plate of your dry bacon!" A man looked at the bacon and said.

The young man quickly smiled, "That bacon is not sold."

The man seemed a little unhappy when he heard this, and his face was cold, "Fang Shisan, your devil's parents believe in that ghost religion. After they die, they will never be reborn. You are not worried at all. If you want you to order bacon, what are you doing!"

The young man kept smiling and put away his smile. Old Hu quickly said, "Thirteen! You guy is lazy, go to the kitchen to help!"

As he said that, he kicked the guy in the ass. The guy gently patted the dirt, glanced at the man, turned around and went to the kitchen.

Jiumozhi looked at Changle. When he saw that Changle was just savoring tea, he didn't say anything and ate side dishes.

Yes, the roast beef is still delicious!

The murderous aura on that guy just now was quite serious.

Fang Shisan? Changle thought about it and never heard of this name.

But after drinking the tea, he tilted his head and looked at the people of the martial arts world, and said, "Can't you drink tea clean your stinky mouths?"

"Who are you scolding?" the man from the martial arts world stood up and said angrily.

In the past, when Fang Shisan's parents were alive, they had some holidays with them. Now that Fang Shisan's parents are dead, they naturally expose their anger on Fang Shisan.

Every time I come here to have tea, I always deliberately mock him. In the past, I used to slap him a few times, but he smiled without any anger.

As soon as the man from the martial arts world finished speaking, Jiumozhi got up.

"It's good that they're willing to apologize." Changle said to Jiumozhi with a smile.

"Yes, the best immortal!" Jiumozhi walked towards them with a smile.

"Fuck him!" They shouted and came to Jiumozhi.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiumozhi calmly returned to his seat and continued to drink tea.

The men with blue noses and swollen faces were photographed in a row and bowed to Fang Shisan to apologize.

Fang Shisan looked at them coldly but didn't say anything.

After they apologized, they left immediately, and they didn't even have the courage to speak harshly to Changle before leaving.

"You don't want to kill them now, right?" Changle said with a smile.

"How dare I, a young man, kill someone?" He bent over and smiled, giving people a very humble feeling.

Wang Mang has not usurped the times!

"Is that so? Then it seems that they really can't survive." Changle shook his head helplessly.

But Changle didn't plan to care, "But I beat them up for you, so I should ask for some reward."

"What do you want?" the young man straightened his back and asked at Changle.

"Then give me some bacon." Changle said yawning.

"The bacon is made for my parents, and others can't eat it. Those guys will not kill them for your sake." He spoke very domineeringly.

Changle shrugged and said it didn't matter. After drinking the tea, he took Jiumozhi and left.

Seeing the two of them leaving, Old Hu first cut off the leg that had just kicked him with a hard palm, and Fang Shisan had no expression on his face.

Lao Hu endured the pain and looked at Fang Shisan respectfully and said, "Master, do you need to explore the bottom of these two people?"

"No need, that monk is better than me. I can't see through that guy in white. We should leave after we get the Murong family's Twist Star Movement."

"Master, isn't the martial arts in the Holy Fire Order better?" Lao Hu asked in confusion.

"The means of borrowing force recorded in the Holy Fire Order are somewhat similar to the Murong family's shifting stars. I want to borrow it and take a look." Fang Shisan glanced at him.

"Yes, leader." Old Hu said with his hands in front of his chest and bowed.

Fang Shisan murmured to himself as he looked at the bacon hanging under the eaves, "How much do you love eating bacon, you gave me such a non-dominant name."

After he finished speaking, the young leader's eyes turned red.

After the two of them walked a long distance, Jiumozhi sighed sincerely, "It is said that there are many talents in the Central Plains. I have only heard of Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong before, but I have never met him at first.

Today, I saw a young man who was not inferior to me in a tavern. The little monk still underestimated the heroes of the world!"

"Isn't this the interesting part of the world? You never know what you will encounter." Changle said with a smile.

The two of them traveled and rushed along the way, and finally arrived at the place where the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun and the Song Dynasty were intersected.

"When going out, there are the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. Since Shi Jingtang gave this place to the Khitan, the entire Song Dynasty has no danger to defend." Jiumozhi acted as a tour guide.

When they arrived at Yanmen Pass, they found that the Song army had blocked the entire pass.

Don't let in or out.

This naturally couldn't stop the two of them. They took advantage of the night to easily jump through the Yanmen Pass, which was a pass that thousands of people could not open.

Going further out is outside the pass, Jiumozhi thought about it and said, "I don't know if it's Song and Liao are about to start the war again."

Some time ago, the Song Dynasty recovered Qingtang and pressed Dong Xiu to the ground to rub it. Now it should not be easy to go to war with the Liao Kingdom.

Changle just heard the description of Skinny Tiger, and he wanted to see what this place looked like.

The two were chatting, and a group of refugees were sitting not far away, as if they were worried about their next way out.

They couldn't live in Jizhou anymore, so they wanted to escape back to the Song Dynasty, but they didn't expect that the Song Dynasty blocked Yanmen Pass and they couldn't get in at all.

Moreover, even if they arrived in the Song Dynasty, they would not have any good days. The Song Dynasty called these Han people from Liao and the Han people.

When Changle saw the refugees, the refugees also saw them.

They looked at Changle and then at Jiumozhi.

When a powerful man from Kong Wu came out, the refugees were all in line with him.

"Two heroes, we have been hungry for three or four days. Can we have some food with us? It's okay if we don't have any food," he said with a cunning smile.

There was no point in begging. More than a dozen men stood up among the refugees, holding wooden sticks and looking at Changle and Jiumozhi.

"There are only monks begging for alms with others in this world, but there are no ones who beg for alms with monks." Jiumozhi said with a loud laugh. "It seems that you don't know this truth, so I'll let you know."
Chapter completed!