When Liang Yan came out of Baili Mansion, it was completely dark. He took Ah-Dai all the way out of Xicheng District and came to the place where mortals live in Zhiyuan City.
The two wandered around the city for a while, and finally stopped in front of a restaurant called "Zuixiang Restaurant".
In fact, this is not because Liang Yan wants to find a place to eat. He has been practicing cultivation for many years. As long as there is spiritual power in his body, he can communicate with the world and be self-sufficient.
It's just that the Dui beside him is still a mortal. Although the martial artist has a good physical condition, he still has to eat.
Liang Yan led Ah-Dai into the "Drunken Fragrance Building" and saw that the hall was crowded with people. There were both peddlers and literati and poets. They were calling friends here, exchanging cups and cups, and it was very lively.
Liang Yan smiled slightly and thought to himself: "It seems that this 'Zuixiang Restaurant' has good craftsmanship and fair prices, so it can attract so many diners of different statuses."
At this time, a young man dressed as a waiter had already come forward and asked Liang Yan enthusiastically: "Two guests, thank you for your hard work. There are still empty seats by the window at the west end. I will give you two seats."
Are you going to clean up?"
Liang Yan smiled slightly when he saw this, waved his hand and said, "No need, take us to the private seats on the second floor."
"Okay! Two distinguished guests, please come upstairs!"
The waiter smiled brightly and became more respectful towards Liang Yan and the other two. He nodded and bowed while leading the way for the two of them. Those who didn't know better thought he was the scoundrel in Liang Yan's family.
In fact, anyone who often eats here knows that the lobby on the first floor is where ordinary people eat, while the private seats on the second floor require additional payment, but the environment is better than that on the first floor, and it is not as noisy.
As for the third floor, there are private rooms, which are basically banquet places for some well-known officials and nobles.
In order to have some peace and quiet, and not caring about the worldly money, Liang Yan let this guy lead them all the way to the second floor. The environment here was indeed much better than the noisy environment on the first floor. There were only a dozen or so people here.
Eat. The waiter led them to sit down at an empty table in the middle, and arranged for someone to wipe the table and put on the dishes. Then he asked with a smile:
"What do you two need?"
Liang Yan didn't bother to take a closer look, so he ordered: "Serve the best dishes on your menu, some fruits and vegetables, and two pots of shochu."
"Okay! Wait a moment, you two!"
The waiter agreed and immediately happily went downstairs to make arrangements.
Not long after, someone brought out various dishes. I have to say that the craftsmanship of this "Zuixianglou" is really good, especially the signature dish "Zuixiang Chicken", which made Liang Yan, a person with good cooking skills and discerning taste, also
The index finger moved loudly.
However, he only tasted each dish briefly. On the contrary, Dumb was unceremonious and ate up a table full of dishes like a wind and a lingering cloud.
Liang Yan knew that as a martial arts practitioner, he had an amazing appetite, so he was not surprised. Instead, he called the waiter and added a few more dishes to the table.
Just as the two of them were eating and drinking like this, they suddenly heard a startling sound, and then a manly voice came from behind a screen:
"In the turbulent times of martial arts, heroes emerged in large numbers. How many swords and shadows were there among them? How many grievances and hatreds were there? The winners and losers of the past are now talking about this piece of wood, a fan and a jug of wine!"
Liang Yan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and he was quite confused. But among the diners eating here, there were regular customers who came here often. Only one person laughed and said: "Mr. Tan, you are here, we are waiting for you.
Yue’s place, but I’ve been waiting for a long time!”
At this time, the screen slowly opened, revealing a tall and thin middle-aged man wearing a gray robe. Beside him, stood a pretty eighteen-year-old woman with double braids.
The middle-aged man known as "Mr. Tan" smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to pat the wall, and continued: "Thank you very much, Mr. Zhao of Tongbao Bank, for your support! Last time we talked about the Three Heroes of Fengchen, the Bearded Guest and Li Jing.
Hong Fu Nu's grudges, and with the demise of the Tang Dynasty of the Zhao Kingdom and the sacrifice of Li Jing and Hong Fu Nu, this once heroic and world-famous man with a beard has lost all interest in life and has become anonymous."
Before Mr. Tan finished speaking, someone in the audience echoed: "What a pity! The bearded guest was born at the wrong time, and he has great martial arts but can't display it. It's really God's blindness."
"Haha, you turned out to be the martial arts master of the Golden Dragon Escort Agency! Speaking of which, your Poison Dragon Sword skills are also unpredictable and changeable. In terms of real combat power, I think you won't lose much to the bearded warrior!" Mr. Tan's eyes widened.
He narrowed his eyes and happily praised the person who just interrupted.
"What the hell! It's just a false name!" Master Wu quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: "How can Wu's mere tricks be compared with the mighty beard of the great master of the five countries, hahaha!"
Liang Yan turned around and saw that the martial arts master was wearing a black suit and carrying a long knife behind his back. Although he was speaking modestly at the moment, his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles. He was obviously very satisfied with Mr. Tan's compliment.
At this time, Mr. Tan chuckled, changed the subject, and said loudly to the people present: "Last time we talked about the great master of Zhao State, Qiu Bearke, and his bumpy life. Today we will talk about today's Wu
A disaster in the country’s martial arts world!”
He paused and then said: "Do you know the famous Northwest Three Eagles?"
"Of course I know!" Someone said at this time: "Xie Jianxing, Wang Hongyuan, and Tu Baihu, these three are all famous green forest people. They were originally the top three in the Feiying Gang, the largest gang in Mobei. Later,
Fan Zhongyan, the Qi Xia, challenged the Flying Eagle Gang with his sword. From then on, these three people abandoned evil and turned to good deeds, and sincerely joined Fan Daxia's command."
"Brother Chen is right!" Mr. Tan smiled slightly and suddenly slapped the gavel in his hand.
Snapped!
"But just a month ago, Xie Jianxing's entire family of one hundred and eight were massacred. Their death was horrific, their bodies were completely bruised, and their corpses were scattered everywhere. Later, the government of Tongzhou City sent people to search the entire Shuiyuezhuang, and they found that all of them were dead.
No intact body was found!"
hiss!
As soon as Mr. Tan said this, everyone in the room took a deep breath.
"Who did this? They massacred people all over the house, and humans and gods were outraged! They didn't even leave a whole body behind. Is this going to be a punishment from God?" someone said at the scene.
Another person said: "Xie Jianxing is good at martial arts. He studied martial arts at Puhua Temple for ten years. His ruthless palm skills are even more shocking in Mobei. I guess there must be more than one person who committed the crime, right?"
"No!"
At this time, Mr. Tan held a folding fan in his hand and said slowly: "Although these people died in different ways, they all have one obvious thing in common, that is, they were cut in the middle, and judging from the way the knife was cut, it should be
It was done by one person!”
"Cut him in the middle?"
When Liang Yan heard this, he suddenly frowned slightly.