Yunzhen, Qishilou in the north, occupies an exclusive area with empty spaces on both sides. The restaurant next to it is at least thirty or forty meters away from the alley. It seems like something bad will happen if you get close.
The Qishi Building itself is also very spacious, with four doors and a total of thirty-six tables arranged in the hall. Although the upper floor is in the shape of a zigzag, it spreads out on each side, with twelve tables on each side.
There are forty-eight tables in total.
As for what kind of people can be received on the third floor of Qishilou, only Qishilou itself has the final say.
Partial food, that is, expensive prices, no private rooms, and there are still an endless stream of casual cultivators, mercenaries, and disciples of the Nine Swords Sect from Qishilou. Qishilou’s dishes are truly outstanding!
Luo Bai stood majestically in front of the Qishi Building. No one came out to greet him. The hall was extremely quiet, even quieter than the avenue outside, as if something had happened before.
Luo Bai stood outside the door of Qishilou, but didn't move in for a long time.
After a short period of silence, the hall became noisy again. Everyone talked about the news that everyone had heard, achieving a state of sharing information.
However, in the eyes of everyone in the hall, the lonely Luo Bai seen through the door was just a scenery, a scenery similar to falling leaves, not worth mentioning at all.
"Look, there is a fool-like person outside, standing there stupidly. Is he afraid to come into Qishilou?"
There were exactly five people sitting at the table facing the door, and the person who was talking was the person sitting at the top. He was dressed in a green shirt and had a fan at his hand. He seemed to be unparalleled in the righteousness.
But, unfortunately, what he said didn't sound so nice.
"Huh? Why don't you answer? Could it be that I said something wrong again?"
"Okay, just stop saying a few words. We have to continue on our way after eating. With you following us, we will have a hard time along the way."
The person sitting next to the man in green, Lin Qingyang, spoke up. This man was called Hu Yu. He was the only understanding person in this group of people, and most of them secretly relied on his opinion.
"Hu Yu, what do you mean by this? Have I tortured you? When have I tortured you?"
Lin Qingyang slammed his chopsticks on the table. He didn't agree with this.
"Come on! Let's eat quickly!"
Hu Yu took a deep breath, pulled Lin Qingyang over, nodded to the other people, and continued to play with the tiger grouper in front of him.
…
On the highest floor of Qishi Building, which is also the fifth floor, there is a woman in red sitting on the window sill, her long legs covered in white and creamy skin covered with gauze. As the gentle breeze blows, there is a faint ringing of bells at her ankles.
, extremely crisp.
"Huh? Is this the person in the painting? Why did he come here so quickly? He just sent away the paper crane on the front foot, and then this person came on the back foot. Let me see which young master it is. He deserves many reminders."
When he lowered his eyes slightly, he happened to see Luo Bai who was still standing there. This man stretched out his hand and twirled his black hair, becoming very curious about Luo Bai.
The jade hand ran along the black hair three times, and when her feet moved, both legs fell out of the window.
Later, the woman moved forward a few times and fell down.
The falling airflow blew up the woman's red gauze, outlining her perfect body and attracting special attention.
The woman seemed to have noticed that it was not good for her to meet people in this outfit. She waved her right hand and put on a long white dress with a green ribbon tied on her chest. She looked elegant and elegant, like a girl.
"Master?"
With a tap of her toes, the woman slid directly to Luo Bai and called out softly.
"girl?"
Luo Bai turned his head and looked over, caught a glimpse of the woman's appearance, and hesitated a little while speaking.
During the pause, the system's identification came out.
When Luo Bai heard the system's voice, he almost had no doubts about the world.
Fortunately, this world is like this. As long as you don't choose to age, there will be no force to force you to age, at least within three hundred years, because when you reach the Qingyin realm, you have a lifespan of three hundred years.
Luo Bai came back to his senses and looked at the woman in front of him - Beigong Qingxue. This name just proved her identity, Mrs. Xue of Qishilou.
"Mrs. Xue, you call me Young Master, but you offend me. If you don't mind, you can call me by my real name, Luo Bai."
Luo Bai took two steps back, stretched out his hand towards the hall of Qishilou, and never responded to Beigong Qingxue's call.
"Tsk, Mr. Luo is really careful in sailing the thousand-year ship. He is so careful, but what are you afraid of? Mr. Luo, don't worry, no one will eat you in Qishilou, and no one will step over me to deal with you."
Beigong Qingxue covered her mouth and chuckled twice. She didn't know whether she was laughing at Luo Bai's actions or laughing at herself for not doing this.
However, no matter what the reason is, her identity is always here. With a seven-food building, she can run rampant in all directions and eliminate those who think they dominate one area.
"Mrs. Xue is joking. Luo Bai is in plain clothes. Who would come to deal with me? It's just a small trick and it's not worth taking seriously."
"Really? That's very good. Mr. Luo, please come inside?"
Beigong Qingxue nodded slightly and led Luo Bai towards the Qishi Building.
"But, I happen to have something I want to ask Mrs. Xue carefully."
Luo Bai responded and followed Beigong Qingxue's footsteps. Under his leadership, he walked into Qishi Building instead of watching from outside.
As soon as they entered the hall, Beigong Qingxue appeared, and everyone in the hall stood up.
"Meet Mrs. Snow!"
"Well, well, sit down, sit down and have a good meal. I won't disturb you."
Hearing this uniform voice, Beigong Qingxue pressed her hands as usual, said a few words, and walked up with Luo Bai, leaving a sparse crowd to sit down one by one.
Finally, everyone sat down, except Lin Qingyang who still stood there, unable to recover.
"Lin Qingyang, you have come to your senses, what are you doing?"
Seeing more and more eyes coming from all around, Hu Yu stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Qingyang down hard, causing him to sit down on the stool with a squeaking sound.
"I went, and that person was actually greeted by Mrs. Xue personally. Could it be that he is a member of the family?"
After sitting down, Lin Qingyang exhaled a breath with lingering fear.
Lin Qingyang really didn't expect that the person who had complained casually before would actually be greeted by Mrs. Xue in person. This status was quite profound.
Do you want to know who Mrs. Xue is?
Mrs. Xue, the proprietress of Qishilou, always ranks in the top 100 on the mercenary association's mission list.
right!
This is the ranking list of the entire Dongzhou. Is this data strong?
Just relying on the Seven Food Building in this small Xiaoyun Town can achieve this. But if it gives Madam Xue a stronger foundation, might she be able to rush to the top 100?
However, ordinary warriors don't know what the truth is, and the mercenaries all over Dongzhou may not know it either.
Although there are many mercenaries, there are not many mercenary branch establishment points. What we can know from the current map is that there are mercenary branches in Yun Town and Wenjian Dynasty Sword. The rest of the places have yet to be witnessed.
"Okay, Lin Qingyang, please stop saying a few words. We have all eaten and we are waiting for you now. Why don't you hurry up?!"
Hu Yu put down the chopsticks in his hand and moved his shoulders. Seeing that everyone else had put down their chopsticks, he urged Lin Qingyang.
"Okay, I understand, it will be over soon."
Lin Qingyang glanced at the other people on the table and knew the current situation. He just immersed himself in eating and stopped talking.
…
At the same time, Luo Bai followed Beigong Qingxue to the fifth floor of Qishilou, a place where no one has ever been to the rumored place except Qishilou itself.
There are rumors in Yun Town that the fifth floor of Qishi Tower is a mysterious existence, which contains hundreds of volumes of scriptures, dozens of spiritual weapons, and spiritual paintings that are worth thousands of dollars each in the market.
In short, there are many messy rumors, and some of them are even more harmful to people's hearts, but it is unknown what the consequences will be for those people.
But, when Luo Bai walked up here today, he realized that the rumors were still rumors. Those things in the rumors might be more credible than Ling Hua.
Because, Luo Bai had already seen many scrolls on the fifth floor. Some of the scrolls unfolded were landscapes, some were flowers and birds, and some were pictures of ladies. In short, there were all kinds of strange things, and he had already seen no less than thirty pictures.
"Mrs. Xue, what is this?"
Later, Luo Bai looked at one or two pages carefully and found that the signature was Mrs. Xue, and couldn't help but be curious.
"Mrs. Xue, are these paintings all made by you yourself?"
Luo Bai took down an ink landscape painting nearby and walked to the window.
By the window, Beigong Qingxue had already found a chair and sat down. There was a small round table in front of her with a fruit plate and a tea tray.
Luo Bai walked over and happened to sit on the other side. If he turned around, he could just see the scenery outside the window.
It's a scenery, but to be honest, it's just the rooftops of many houses in Yun Town, plus a sliver of blue sky, so there shouldn't be much to see.
"Mrs. Snow? This painting?"
Luo Bai glanced out the window twice and felt it was boring. He turned around, pushed away the fruit plate and tea tray with his hands, and spread the scroll on the table, leaving half of it falling down.
"What you do when you have nothing to do is not worth mentioning."
Mrs. Xue didn't even look at the scroll and just answered.
"No, Mrs. Xue, please take a good look at this painting and tell me where is the background of this painting?"
Speaking of this landscape painting, Luo Bai originally took it down casually.
It was only when I spread it on the table that I realized something was wrong.
There are special fluctuations on this scroll. If Luo Bai wasn't very sensitive to these fluctuations, he might have been swept away by this fluctuation without a trace.
"What?"
Beigong Qingxue clearly noticed some changes in Luo Bosi's voice, and she turned around in confusion and looked at the scroll, wondering what Luo Bai was curious about.
"Wait, did I draw this with my own hands?"
Beigong Qingxue was a little confused when she saw the painting. She must have never painted such a place.
"Strange, what is this?"
Beigong Qingxue was a little confused, and as for Luo Bai on the other side, she was even less sure.
But, coming back, is there really anything strange about this picture?