Chapter 858 Shocked to hear about the clan elders meeting
Come out from Qingcheng Entertainment Headquarters.
Su Mu called each other first.
The other end of the phone is a little cold:
"What's wrong with you guys?"
Su Mu said with a smile:
"Uncle, is the old man busy?"
Wang Changhe cursed angrily:
"If you have something, say it, and if you have fart, let it go."
Su Mu said:
"I want to see him."
Wang Changhe was a little dissatisfied:
"The old man has been working for twenty hours in a row and is resting. Don't disturb him. If you have anything to tell me, I can't solve it, and I will convey it to you."
Su Mu smiled and said:
"No, it's urgent."
Wang Changhe paused and said lightly:
"Then I'll ask you."
Two minutes later, Su Mu received a string of encrypted numbers on his mobile phone.
This is a coordinate.
After a great purge, the current situation in the imperial capital was finally stabilized, so Su Mu naturally did not show his movements.
This is the tacit understanding between him and Su Yunkai.
If nothing important was happening, he would go home directly.
But asking for instructions through Wang Changhe shows the problem.
Therefore, it must be handled according to the highest level of confidentiality incidents.
There is a secret contact code between him and Su Yunkai that only two people know.
These encodings represent the coordinate position. Only he and grandfather know where they are. Even if others know, they cannot decipher the correct location.
This is not a spy war drama.
The heads of major countries around the world have a set of their own intelligence channels, but the one between Su Mu and Su Yunkai is just a more advanced one.
More than an hour later, Su Mu drove into an alley in an inconspicuous black sedan and drove directly into a courtyard house.
He parked and entered the garage, but he didn't get off.
A few minutes passed.
The entire garage suddenly fell silently.
What appeared in front of Su Mu was an underground tunnel.
It drove along the dim tunnel for more than twenty minutes.
Su Mu had already changed his car and drove out from the underground garage of another building in the imperial capital, and brought into traffic.
This car walked through most of the imperial capital and came to an old city in the west.
The whole area is full of old bungalows and old yards with gray walls and gray tiles.
A few minutes later.
Su Mu appeared in the back garden of a courtyard.
There is a small tea pavilion in the garden. Su Yun started to sit on a hardwood chair, but there was a person lying on the chair opposite.
Who is it if it’s Zhuo Buli?
Seeing Su Mu, Zhuo Buli shouted with a smile:
"Master, I heard you're living a very casual life recently."
Su Mu walked up in anger and sat on the railing of the tea pavilion.
No one prepared a chair for him at all.
In the tea pavilion, there is a set of ancient and exquisite tea sets on the small tea table, and a wisp of fragrance keeps floating.
Su Mu was not polite either.
He poured himself a cup of tea, then drank it in one sip, and said:
"Grandpa, I'm very useful to prepare twenty or thirty kilograms of tea for me."
Su Yunkai was so hungry that he couldn't smash the teacup in his hand.
This kind of big red envelope tea is so expensive, with a gram of 300,000 yuan, and it is priceless. Only six thousand-year-old tea trees in the southeast can be found.
Moreover, Dahongpao is different from other teas, and is picked in June and July, but the best time to drink is the end of the year and November and February.
This thing is roasted slowly in low heat, not only has a good taste, but also can maximize the health effect.
Now is the best time to drink.
What kind of rich people love the 88,000-year-old Banzhang the most? In the face of this kind of tea, he can't even be considered garbage.
Anyone who is qualified to drink this kind of tea is no longer a problem with tea.
A story happened a few years ago in the imperial capital.
There was a big tycoon from other provinces who organized a high-end club and then pretended to be so arrogant. The tea he drank was 88,000 yuan, and the old classmate was dancing and spitting everywhere.
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There was a very inconspicuous young man during the meal. He heard it and couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up and came to the big tycoon. In front of the person at a large table, he reached out and opened the other party's mouth.
Then he spit in with a harsh mouthful of old phlegm.
He even kept holding on and letting the other party swallow it.
Before leaving, the young man smiled contemptuously:
"My little brother just stole the old man's big red sack drink. There was still some lingering smell in his mouth, so that you can taste what good tea is."
Of course, the great tyrants cannot give up when they are humiliated.
The result was that night, the rich man fled in panic and said that he immigrated overseas and never dared to come back.
That young man was nothing but Su Mu.
Those thousand-year-old tea trees grow on the cliffs, with armed police standing guard all day long, dedicated to the inland sea. As Su Yunkai’s identity, his quota can only be more than ten or twenty kilograms a year.
Putting aside those who give gifts and treat guests, the old man can drink very few of them himself.
In addition, there is a grandson who is thinking about it, so I will ruin it if I have nothing to do.
"If you want tea, just say something and let go of it if you have fart."
Su Mu smiled at Zhuo Buli:
"Brother Zhuo, look, some people are very disrespectful to the leader of Tianxing."
Su Yun shook his hand.
Zhuo Buli didn't even look at Su Mu, and said with a smile:
"Is itchy skin?"
Su Mu quickly said:
"I have a lot of news, hehe, master, how are you going to reward me?"
In this world, only Su Mu knew who he, the uncontrollable master, was.
He will be vengeful and his mind is smaller than a needle.
People from the sect hate him so much that they are itchy.
If you offend him, you must pay attention to your own safety...my wife.
Because if you are not careful, your wife will lie down on your father-in-law's bed.
They will also be photographed and spread throughout the ancient martial arts world.
This is one of Zhuoxian's most commonly used routines.
Not to mention Su Mu, he still doesn't know Zhuo Buli's true strength so far.
Even if he could crush Zhuo Buli, from the beginning of being a baby until he was fifteen years old, Zhuo Buli's psychological pressure on him made him see Zhuo Buli just like a mouse seeing a cat.
That thing is not explained by strength.
In this world, if Su Mu still has someone who is afraid of it.
There is and only Zhuo Buli.
Moreover, Su Mu had a feeling.
He couldn't figure out the depth of Brother Zhuo's strength at all.
Even when facing his grandfather Su Xuanji, he didn't feel this way.
Even though he knew that Su Xuanji must be far more powerful than Zhuo Buli, Su Mu dared to fight Su Xuanji and did not dare to fight Zhuo Buli.
Zhuo Buli turned his head and looked at Su Mu indifferently.
Su Mu quickly smiled embarrassedly, then calmed down and said slowly:
"Feng Qinghuang is from the Zong Laohui."
Su Yun shook his hand.
The small teacup the size of an egg in his hand jingled and fell to pieces.
The teapot and tea cup on the coffee table are a set of teapots and tea cups, with a thin body as paper as it was a tea set for the emperor hundreds of years ago.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is priceless.
The one who can be used by Su Yunkai to entertain Zhuo Buli must be the most obvious treasure in his hands.
This thing is probably the only thing in the world.
A teacup was smashed directly, and Su Yunkai felt like a knife was shattered:
"My Chenghua Doucai!"
There was once a Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, which was auctioned at a sky-high price of 200 million yuan.
That was the emperor's royal wine glass.
Su Yunkai's teacup was not under the chicken jar cup at all.
Zhuo Buli heard the three words "Zong Lao Hui".
The tea cup he was holding in his hand was also broken.
Su Yunkai felt like he had been stabbed again:
"Master Zhuo!!"
Heartache so much that I can't breathe.
This pair of masters and apprentices was sent by God to torture him.