Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 393: The wine shop in Guangling City

After Wu Mian and the three entered Huanglongjian, Xiao Rensan stayed here and waited for them to come back. After waiting for a day and a night, a yellow dragon suddenly appeared in the sky. Xiao Ren San's eyesight is good, even from such a long distance, he can still see a few people still swimming on that giant dragon. At that moment, Xiao Ren San immediately thought that Wu Mian and the three had caused some trouble inside, and the great master Guangren and the others released this giant dragon to deal with them.

Back in the underground palace, Yan Aihou told Ren San about its natural enemy when he was idle and had nothing to do. The first place is the dragon, especially this kind of real dragon. They all like to eat plants like ginseng that absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and they are even more reluctant to let go of ginseng spirits when they see them. Yan Weihou had seen a human-shaped ginseng elf swallowed by a real dragon with his own eyes.

Seeing that several figures in the sky were killed by the giant dragon one by one, Xiao Ren San's heart froze. He believed that the dragon had eaten Wu Mian's three people, and squatted on the ground and cried for a while. Remember the rules of the world. Only then did he burn the hemp talismans that he had previously played with him as gold for the dead. He didn't expect that the paper money had just been burned. Wu Mian, the person who did not return came back.

After taking out the oilcloth box that was hidden nearby, the four of them went straight to the alchemist sect. Since the volcano took all the alchemists down the mountain and the walls were clear, the four of them walked for more than ten miles and did not find a place. A place where you can hire carts and horses. A few larger town stores are now like ghost towns, and there is not even a place to rest and eat. In such a short time, I don't know how the volcanoes drove these people away.

After walking for more than 30 miles, four people found a mule and horse market in a town. However, there is still no one here, but there are still more than a dozen mules and horses that have not been taken away in time.

At the moment, Bai Wuqiu found a carriage. After putting on two high-headed horses, the four of them rode in the carriage towards the direction of Fang Shi Zongmen, and Bai Wuqiu finally got rid of the fate of returning to the mount.

After going all the way out of the Huanglong River for seven or eighty miles, I finally saw some people. When the four of them found an inn here to rest for the night, they saw a group of people dressed as alchemists heading towards the Yellow Dragon River. go in the direction of. It seems that it is exactly what Wu Mian thought. After Guangren recovers, the focus of Fang Shizong will be shifted here.

After seeing an alchemist passing by, Kuaibugui immediately took on-the-spot materials and changed their faces for the four of them. In this way, if you pass by these alchemists face to face, no one will recognize them. Among these alchemists, there was a small leader with white hair that caught the attention of Wu Mian and Gui Fugui. This little leader was Tian Yongming, who joined hands with them to smother the volcano. Unexpectedly, according to the temperament of the great master, he did not take revenge on the teacher's nephew afterwards.

Seeing Tian Yongming shouting and drinking to dozens of little alchemists, Wu Mian and Gui Bugui glanced at each other and let Bai Wuqiu and Ren San return to the guest room to rest. The two of them went out for a walk, and after half an hour, when the two came back, the crying Tian Yongming was already behind them.

After entering the inn, he began to scold his disciple and grandson if he didn't return: "Yong Ming, it's not the ancestor who said you, you said it yourself, as soon as you heard that the ancestor was in front of you, you turned your head. What do you mean by just running away? Your master died early, and I will not help you, Patriarch. Can you live until your beard and eyebrows are white?"

Tian Yongming gave a wry smile and said: "Master, what you taught is, but the disciples thought that someone was using your name to deceive. You also know that a few days ago, I had already put up my name in front of the great master. Now my disciples and grandchildren are careful everywhere, for fear that they will stumble me in secret."

"I've made you feel wronged, wait for the old ancestors to finish their work, and ask you to practice the techniques that only a few of their Guangzi generation can master. When you become famous among your peers." How to say this The disciple and grandson also made a name for himself in front of the volcano. After a few steps of comforting him when he returned, he immediately got to the point: "But this time, you have to do the ancestors a favor first, and now there are people who guard the scriptures in the sect. Who is it? You helped me to go there and almost got something. Don't cry, I didn't let you steal it, just look at the name and address, and tell me after you've seen it. No one knows it's you. ."

"Just look up the name and location..." Tian Yongming rolled his eyes a few times, pointed to his nose and said, "Master, this time you have found the right person. For such a big event, the sect will be temporarily relocated to Huanglongjian. Most of the scriptures and instruments will be moved there together, and the person responsible for looking after these scriptures is your disciple and me.”

After listening to Tian Yongming's words, his eyes lit up, and he immediately asked him to find out about the whereabouts of the first Dafang Shiyan to mourn the whereabouts of his descendants in this life.

Tian Yongming also wanted to get rid of this troublesome teacher as soon as possible, so he went out immediately without saying a word, that is, about half an hour later. The old apprentice Sun brought in a small piece of silk and wrote on it - Lu Qiao, Lujia Restaurant in Guangling City.

With this thing, I didn't entangle myself with this disciple and grandson who had been tireless. After a few polite words, they immediately closed the front of the room, and a few people rushed towards Guangling City. At the beginning, the place where Yan Waihou buried the treasure was near Guangling City, who would have thought that the reincarnation of his descendants would be in Guangling City not far away.

This is a knot in the hearts of several people. After three days, Bai Wuqiu drove them to Guangling City in a carriage. After some inquiries, the four finally found the address of the Lujia Restaurant.

This Lujia restaurant is also a well-known place in the local area. It has been opened in Guangling City for fifty or sixty years. It's just that business has been sluggish in recent years, and all the staff have been dismissed. Now the shop owner's sixteen-year-old daughter and a distant relative who is in her sixties and who are somewhat deaf are greeting customers in the shop.

After the four entered the restaurant, the deaf old man came to say hello: "Several masters, Haihan, the recent hot weather can't store fresh meat. However, the air-dried meat in the small shop is also a must in Guangling City. If you If you can trust the little old man, I will come to a plate of air-dried chicken. After steaming, I will pour some sesame oil for you and serve it with the self-brewed five-grain wine. It is considered that I have never been to Guangling City.”

Guibugui smiled and said to the old man: "It's not a small tone, but one air-dried chicken is not enough for the four of us. You can give us a few more dishes, and look at the market for sale. For fresh lotus root, get some fresh lotus root to drink, by the way, a jar of five-grain wine is not enough, but we need more.”

"Didn't you say that there is no fresh meat?" The old man was deaf and listened, and then he continued patiently: "There is really no fresh meat in the small shop, and when it comes to drinking, the air-dried chicken is more delicious. Well, on such a hot day, in Guangling City, you can't find anyone selling fresh meat no matter where you are."

"Sixth Uncle, you're wrong again. What the masters want is not fresh meat, but fresh lotus root... fresh lotus root... lotus root, lotus root in the lotus pond—forget it, clean the table over there. Now, you handed this table to me."

While speaking, a little girl came out of the kitchen. This little girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old. Although her appearance is not gorgeous, she smiles with two small dimples and looks cute.

After half talking and half persuading the old man to wipe the table, the little girl smiled at the four of them, and then said: "I have heard what the old man said, so let's separate the air-dried chicken and air-dried meat. Here's one. I just marinated a jar of crispy lotus root in honey yesterday morning, and now I just cut some for the gentlemen to drink. I'll see if there are any fresh vegetables in the kitchen, and I'll put together six dishes for you."

Listening to the little girl's silver bell-like voice, the orange peel-like skin on Gui Bugui's face smiled as if it were about to bloom. He stared at his 'biological father' most impatiently, and then said to the little girl in a loud voice: "Girl, what's your name? How old are you? Do you have a husband's family?"