"Is it so good business?"

Qi Xiang listened casually and didn't put it above. (.)

The driver was almost the same. After talking for a few words, he focused on driving on the road.

After returning to the store, Qi Xiang took a look and found that the butterfly had indeed left and the door was not closed. However, it was not stolen. After all, in broad daylight and in the bustling streets, public security is still guaranteed.

Qi Xiang went into the shop, brewed a pot of tea for himself, took a few sips, and his depressed mood also dissipated.

To him, this seemed to be just a trivial matter.

No matter how good the jade is, it cannot be eaten as a food. I am lucky if I get it, but I am lucky if I lose it. I don’t need to pay too much attention.

Qi Xiang comforted himself and drank the fragrant tea, and it was evening in a blink of an eye.

These days, he worked hard and was a little tired. He closed the shop as soon as it was dark, then moved out the folding bamboo bed, laid a layer of soft towels and blankets, and fell asleep after falling down.

Almost as soon as I closed my eyes, I entered a state of sleep.

However, it is easy to wake up because you sleep early.

In the middle of the night, Qi Xiang suddenly opened her eyes, took out her cell phone and found that it was only two o'clock in the morning, and it was still early before dawn. But he lost his sleepiness and stared at the ceiling of the shop.

"I can't sleep..."

But if he doesn't sleep at this point, he doesn't seem to do anything. After all, he is a great good citizen. He can't climb over the wall in the middle of the night and do something shameful.

Qi Xiang was thinking a lot, and suddenly she heard some rustling movements in her ears.

"Is there really a thief?"

Qi Xiang was a little strange and was a little interested. At that moment, he shook his mind and a faint phantom left his body and slowly floated into the air.

If you make it evening, there will be wind but no moon, and the stars will be dim, which is not a good time to practice.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the morning mist is floating and surging. The empty streets are filled with a silence.

On the neat streets, although there are street lights illuminating, emitting a warm light, the dark side is still covered in the corners of the street.

Qi Xiang was also a little surprised when she looked down at the sky. She saw some men in black wearing masks on Baotou, like gray mice, walking silently between corners.

After observing for a moment, he could also be sure that these men in black belonged to different camps.

Because these men in black did not meet at all, and even encountered each other accidentally, they were nervous and vigilant, and they were tense.

Although he didn't make a match in the end and left with a tacit understanding, it was enough to explain the problem.

"What's going on?"

No matter how dull Qi Xiang was, he realized that something seemed wrong.

After all, those men in black are all agile and don’t look like ordinary people. The most important thing is that they walk through the streets, seemingly searching for some targets, and they are very purposeful.

“There is a problem…”

Qi Xiang thought in her heart that her soul floated gently and she casually followed one of the men in black and followed her quietly.

The man in black naturally didn't notice it at all.

He crawled and sneaked in a remote alley. His steps were very light and there was no sound. Even if there was movement, his body would shuttle and break through the airflow. Ordinary people would not feel strange when they heard it.

After walking for a while, he arrived at the shore of Dongting Lake and then hid on a tree full of branches and leaves, as if he was observing someone...

Qi Xiang's eyes turned and noticed that there seemed to be a lot more boats traveling to the lake tonight. In the middle of the night, there were more than a dozen small boats floating on the lake, which was really leisurely.

"What are you looking for?" Qi Xiang was puzzled, but vaguely, she felt that this matter seemed to have something to do with him.

“What does it matter?”

For a while, Qi Xiang couldn't figure it out.

What made him most annoyed was that these people were clearly looking for something, but no one discussed it when they were secretive. They never mentioned a word, so that his eavesdropping plan ended in failure.

Qi Xiang thought seriously but couldn't understand it. But what is certain is that what the driver said was that Yueyang tourists gathered in the past two days, and the five-star hotels were full of people, must be related to this matter.

After his soul had turned around, before he knew it, even at dawn, the men in black dispersed one after another, and there was no excitement to watch, and Qi Xiang also returned to the shop.

"It must be a big deal..."

Qi Xiang slowly opened her eyes, frowned slightly, thinking: "There is a sign that the storm is about to come and the wind is coming. What big thing happened?"

After all, he still has no organization. He was born as a casual cultivator and was like a lonely ghost. He only knew about it in the end if there was a little turmoil. Unlike others who had a backer, if one of the first ones notified him, he would know everything clearly.

Qi Xiang thought for a while and it was dawn.

The sun was shining brightly, and the shop was seeping through the gap, which was very bright.

Qi Xiangxin must have said: "Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. At worst, I can continue to investigate at night."

He decided not to think about it, just open the door and do business...

Well, it's just opening the door. As for the business... Anyway, since the store opened, a business has not been completed. The store has not recorded any accounts at all. The neighbors are already betting that he can hold on for a few days and then it will completely close the door and go bankrupt.

"Hmph, underestimate me..."

Qi Xiang took a feather duster and gently swept the coffee table. The dust on the counter was also thinking in her mind that if any neighbor took the initiative to invite him to dinner, he would obey the other party's wishes and go bankrupt on what day.

Otherwise, it would have to last at least one month.

It took a few minutes for Qi Xiang to clean the store before she finished her daily routine. Then she washed her hands and walked to the teahouse opposite and bought some steaming refreshments.

This is breakfast, lunch, too...

Anyway, he made a pot of tea himself and accompanied it with these refreshments, which was enough for him to spend the time until noon.

Eating morning tea is also a pleasure.

Qi Xiang crossed her legs, sipped the fragrant hot tea while tasting delicious refreshments. She was very comfortable and leisurely, and she was enjoying life.

I think he is practicing hard and asking for the Tao that immortality is just to be able to live such a comfortable life every day?

Well, this is a joke, and his pursuit is not that low.

Besides, no matter how good this refreshment is, can it be as delicious as the craftsmanship of Shin-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-T

For a moment, Qi Xiang was in a daze and began to miss the food made by Tian Shi himself.

“Tu tuk…”

The sound of Qi Xiang's aftertaste, a knock on the door woke him up. He was a little strange, and his eyes passed through the screen and he vaguely saw a blurry figure.

"Who?"

Qi Xiang bit a soup bun and said vaguely: "I don't sell tea here!"

Although his shop has the word "tea" and it is often misunderstood that this is a shop that sells tea, so occasionally some customers come to the door and plan to buy some tea.

The problem is that he is doing a tea business, not a tea seller. The business is too bleak, so he is considering whether to change his career or not. Sell tea and eggs.

When the people outside heard this, they turned around, walked around the screen, and walked in.

"What are you selling tea?"

The man spoke with a little smile.

“Huh?”

Qi Xiang looked up and was surprised and happy: "Tian Shi!"

"Haha, it's me."

Tian Shi smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Qi, it's been a long time since we met."

"It's indeed a long time no see."

Qi Xiang quickly got up to greet him and said with a smile: "I said, why did you miss you on a whim today? It turns out that it is because of telepathy."

"Miss me?" Tian Shi was very surprised.

"Yes. Miss your craft." Qi Xiang said frankly: "The longer the time is, the more I miss you."

In an instant, Tian Shi didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

No matter what, meeting an old friend in a foreign land is also something to be happy about.

Qi Xiang took down the remaining tea and brewed a pot of new tea. While entertaining Tian Shi, he asked, "Where is Mr. Hai, why haven't you seen me?"

In his impression, Tian Shi and Mr. Hai were also considered Jiao Buli Meng, Meng Buli. As a pair of good friends, they should be together.

Unexpectedly, Tian Shi said indifferently: "He is back home."

"Go home?" Qi Xiang was stunned and then woke up: "New Zealand?"

"Yes..." Tian Shi nodded slightly.

"Oh." Qi Xiang felt relieved.

At least they sailed out to sea together and shared weal and woe. He also knew some of the situations of Mr. Hai. You should know that Mr. Hai is a big turtle. It is said that Mr. Hai has a vast manor, castle, and a veritable tycoon in New Zealand.

Although Mr. Hai loves cultivation, he cannot give up his huge family business at will. After returning to China for so long, he will definitely have to go home to take a look.

"He said he will come back next year."

Tian Shi explained casually and said curiously: "Where are you in Huzhou? Why did you come here to open a shop? I saw you in the teahouse just now and almost thought you were dazzled."
To be continued...