There are four tea stalls, one in the east and three in the west. They are not big, but the one in the east is the only one with the smallest number.
Murong Chen led a few people to sit in the tea stall on the east side. The two women's bright and mysterious looks immediately attracted many eyes.
The four of them sat down, and Xiang Wujian glanced at Murong Chen, signaling Murong Chen to be silent, and then ordered a pot of Taiping Houkui.
Murong Chen also understood that the people drinking tea in the east were all practitioners who traveled around the world. No wonder there were so few people there compared to the west.
When the tea was served, Bai Yunsheng poured tea for the four of them and handed a cup to Mu Xiaomin, causing the beauty's beautiful face to blush.
Bai Yunsheng took a sip of tea and felt that the tea was fragrant but a little tasteless.
There are six tables in the store, four of which are occupied. The practitioner on the left table is the strongest, but he is still in the late stage of the small camp.
Bai Yunsheng put down his cup and said, "Although tea is good, it is not as good as good wine."
Xiang Wujian took a sip of tea and said with the same indifference: "Jiangzhou City is located in the southern border, and there is indeed a lot of good wine."
Bai Yunsheng continued: "Brother, please tell me."
Xiang Wujian said without changing his expression: "There is Autumn Dew in the north and Tusu in the south. As far as I know, Jiangzhou's Tusu wine is as famous as Mozhou's Qiulubai."
Murong Chen rolled his eyes at Bai Yunsheng and said angrily: "A cultivator is greedy for worldly things, how vulgar!"
In this world, I am afraid that only Miss Murong can "scold" Bai Yunsheng so calmly and casually.
Bai Yunsheng said politely: "I'm happy to do it. Let's practice together if we have the ability!"
Murong Chen turned his head and said: "Huh, I don't drink this kind of thing!"
As soon as the second cup of tea was finished, four or five more figures walked into the tea shop. As soon as they saw these people coming in, the other three tea tables stood up in unison, paid their bills and left.
In just a short tea room, there were only two tables of people left in the shop.
Murong Chen's eyes narrowed, Bai Yunsheng had already sent a message to the three of them: "They are from Bashan Cave."
Xiang Wujian immediately said: "Don't worry, we have all changed our makeup, they can't recognize us."
Murong Chen's heart was already in his throat.
Since the battle at Wuyun Mountain, their names and looks have spread throughout the world. Even though many years have passed, there are still rumors of people looking for them in the world.
Bai Yunsheng is searching for the birth of the Five Great Dzi Beads. Once he is exposed, with his current strength, he may lose the opportunity to drink tea like this forever.
He was not worried about his formless magic being discovered, but he was quite wary in his words: "The man with the white scabbard is very strong."
Murong Chen endured it again and again, but still managed to glance at the table at the rear right with his remaining vision.
The five people ordered three pots of tea, which had just been served.
Xiang Wujian also discovered the old man Bai Yunsheng was talking about and sent a message: "The Jianghu sect in Lihuobuzhou has strict rules. Only the masters of the big camp can wear white clothes. This person should be an elder of the Sima family.
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After Bai Yunsheng drank the third cup of tea, the Houkui tea in the pot also came out of the water. He warned: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go."
After saying that, he pulled Mu Xiaomin up and walked out of the tea stall.
Xiang Wujian left half a cent of gold and stood up to leave. Murong Chen had completely lost his thirst and followed Xiang Wujian's footsteps.
The moment a few people walked out of the hut, Bai Yunsheng's methodical steps suddenly paused without a trace.
He clearly felt a vague murderous aura flashing past his back. This feeling was exactly the same as when he faced Gongshu Kuang.
night.
The nights in Jiangzhou are as warm as its climate, and fireworks are everywhere in the four squares and six cities.
In the Rugui Inn in the south of the city, Mu Xiaomin supported the drunken Murong Chen and finally put her down on the bed. In the next room, Bai Yunsheng was also drunk and unconscious.
Xiang Wujian looked helplessly at the drunken man lying on the bed, asleep, shook his head and left the room.
If the karma is removed, no one in the world can drink thirty kilograms of wine and not get drunk. These two "enemies" said they would fight for wine, and they fought for forty kilograms of Tusu wine in one night.
Zi Shi.
The window of Room 1, Tianzi, Rugui Inn on Yuhui Street is still open.
The moon is as cold as water.
There are still many idle people returning home on the street.
Room Tianzi No. 1 is Xiang Wujian's room, but there is no one in the room at this time.
The moonlight shines into the house, reflecting the white frost all over the ground, like Tusu wine in a wooden barrel.
The evening breeze blowing from the market still contained a hint of drunkenness, but Bai Yunsheng was very sober at the moment - he was standing on the roof of a building opposite Rugui Inn, staring at the quiet and empty sky.
Room 1.
A few moments.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, Bai Yunsheng followed a gust of wind and swept towards the east of the city.
Half a moment ago, Xiang Wujian went in that direction.
Bai Yunsheng's speed is obviously faster.
The east side of Jiangzhou City is the official fiefdom of the fluorescent country. All the officials of the royal family and the princes with other surnames have their residences here.
It was already late at night, but most of the mansions were still brightly lit, and in the wind you could hear beautiful singing and dancing, and smell the aroma of wine and food.
Among this row upon row of buildings with varying heights, two are the largest and have the highest walls.
One is located in the south of the East City. It is the residence of Ximen An, the Prime Minister of the Left Dynasty. At this moment, the mansion is as bright as daylight, singing and dancing are flourishing, and the dinner party in the mansion is reaching its climax.
The other building was three streets away from it, on the north side of Dongcheng, but it was completely dark, quietly illuminated by half of the moonlight.
The red door of this mansion is tightly closed, and the golden nails as big as the mouth of the bowl are covered with a thick layer of dust. There is a gold plaque hanging on the door, with four large purple and gold characters: Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion.
Bai Yunsheng is in front of the palace at this moment.
Xiang Wujian has been standing here for three cups of tea.
He is waiting for Bai Yunsheng.
The east and west Yulin Street in front of the door was clean, but not a single person was seen, and not a single sound was heard.
Xiang Wujian looked at the door of the mansion and said without looking back: "You are not drunk after all."
Bai Yunsheng stepped forward and said, "Brother, are you really from Jiangzhou?"
Xiang Wujian shook his head slightly and said: "No, just like you, I am standing here for the first time."
Bai Yunsheng said: "The name Xiaoyao King is lower than that of one person in the Yingguang Kingdom, and it is more than ten thousand people. He is the only prince with a foreign surname who was attacked. How could the eldest brother's family live in the wilderness of the northwest?"
Xiang Wujian said: "Eight hundred years ago, what you said was all right; eight hundred years later, I am indeed from Ganshan."
Bai Yunsheng took a breath and said, "It seems that there was a big accident at that time."
Xiang Wujian sighed and said: "Everything has passed. Eight hundred years have passed, and I am the only Xiang family member who has returned to his hometown."
Bai Yunsheng murmured: "My homeland...I guess my eldest brother has a lot to say to it."
Xiang Wujian turned around, looked at Bai Yunsheng, and said with a smile: "You and Senior Bai are exactly the same. There is a successor to Jiu Qiandou's name."
Bai Yunsheng has also turned around - smart people never need to talk too much. He has heard the meaning of seeing off guests in the other person's words, waved his hand and said: "I can't drink that old immortal."
As soon as Xiang Wujian heard the words "老不死", Bai Yunsheng had already disappeared on Yulin Street.
He stared at the lights in the distance for a long time. Less than fifteen miles to the west, there was the bright palace.
The moonlight is sultry.
Xiang Wujian smiled coldly, jumped up, and flew into the palace and disappeared.