Su Changmo sighed, "What are you joining in?" The man's face was flushed with a flush on his face, and he seemed to be unaware of the boy's gaze.

Uncle Laoguai fanned his fan and went upstairs: "Is it fun, I'm having fun, Xiao Mo, I'll give you eight dishes to each table, four hot and four cool, pick the ones that I can make, even if I give it to you."

Su Changmo was completely stunned and replied slowly: "Okay."

The blonde man seemed a little displeased with Uncle Lao Guai's words, and his face was resentful. He stopped after the white-browed man glared. The old man who kept drinking said, "Interesting."

The young Chu Xuan asked tentatively: "A fellow man?" The shopkeeper had something to say.

The blonde man frowned and looked at the ancestor who was mentioned by the young man, Kun Longyuan and Long Fang.

The white-eyed man replied casually: "It's just a trick of eagle, I'm just playing with you trash. It's not bad, but it's not bad after all, so I don't have much worry. However, it seems that some people have a deep layout in this small place." However, the white-eyed and purple-eyed eyes kept staring at the man in blue on the table behind the purple boy Chu Xuan, with his eyes dark.

Su Changmo has been in a restaurant for many years and is the most important thing to be careful about his words and expressions. Although he can't understand what everyone says, he can see every move in the restaurant. He sees this posture is not a good person. The storyteller said in his book - "A dog that bites people will not bark."

The boy walked towards the man in green with the wine. After drinking almost the first time, he quickly went upstairs to rest. Don't suffer any grievances here. You love to brag, at least you are not a bad person.

Before he could reach the man in green, the white-browed man got up first and went to the table, with a loud voice: "I am trapped in Longyuan Longfang, how dare I ask about the name of the gentleman?"

"You ask me?" The man in blue was a little confused and stood up and waved his hand, "I call him Da Ge."

"Rareless!" The blonde man stood in front of the man in green in an instant, slapped him with a palm, but was gently supported by the white-eyed man's fingers.

Su Changmo was shocked. Just hit someone if he said he was beaten?

The white eyebrows raised slightly, and the man smiled and said, "Sir, this joke is so big."

"You're called Da Ge, can't you hear it?" The man in green held the table with both hands, shaking and shaking impatiently.

The white-browed man was furious and angry, with a murderous aura, and the blonde man even made a move to rush forward again, "You are looking for death."

Su Changmo took a quick step and bowed, "Avoid the anger objectively, calm the anger, he didn't mean that. His name is indeed Dage, it is the one that Tongzhen Daling, a heroic Dage, and the guest misunderstood."

The blonde man's eyes flashed and he stared at the old ancestor Long Fang.

"What a hero who is so singular and heroic, he is so abrupt." The white-eyed man turned around with his fists.

"Old ancestor..."

"sit"

Seeing the blonde man sitting down, Su Changmo bowed and before he could open his mouth, the "big brother" had already slapped on the table.

You are so lucky. The shopkeeper's rare generous moment in a century, so you won't have the chance to eat good wine and good food.

Su Changmo called two waiters and carried the man in green to the room upstairs.

Su Changmo glanced at the restaurant committee and didn't want to stay anymore, so he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

The blonde man lowered his eyebrows and said, "That man isn't that simple?"

The white-eyed man opened his mouth, and Su Changmo was about to lift the curtain.

"Who is so fucking weak? I don't know if I drink some wine, right? I dare to make trouble in my uncle's restaurant? Is there a broken knife so great? Come and play with me!" He came with a loud voice.

Su Changmo wanted to laugh a little, so he stopped and turned around. Everyone in the restaurant looked at the door. The black boy, dressed like a cloud, came to his face.

The boy's clothes were still stained with water. I guess he was rushing in the rain. This kid was still so rash.

Between Su Changmo and Tang Ying, a piece of sycamore leaves also came from the wind.

Everyone looked at the sycamore leaves on the young Chu Xuan's table, and then at the leaves in front of Su Changmo. The winery looked at the fun-looking eyes, while Su Changmo and the waiters were in horror.

Tang Ying saw that Su Changmo was safe and the restaurant was intact as before. He breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. From Cangtong Mountain, he heard someone looking for trouble with his sword in front of the restaurant. He ran all the way here, and was really tired.

He picked up the leaves on the ground and bit them on his mouth. He took a huge eight-character step and stepped on the stool where Chu Xuan was sitting, and glanced at the guests on the two tables: "You are you looking for trouble? Who is the one with a knife? Who is it?"

No one responded, and the few people looked different. The young Chu Xuan stared at the leaves in Tang Ying's mouth. The impatientness in the blonde man's eyes was obvious. The white-browed man and the old man's eyes were unstable, as if he was thinking, while the young Bai Yang had a flying spirit and full of admiration.

Su Changmo was a little panicked, stepped forward and pulled Tang Ying off the stool, and whispered: "You're leaving, the one with the knife is gone."

"Ah." Tang Ying exclaimed, her face turned red, and she bit her cheeks and whispered: "Oh my uncle, then you didn't say it earlier."

After being dragged two steps, the boy turned around and smiled, "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person, disturb me, everyone, drink it well."

The boy turned around and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"The boy with a knife in the area competed with the boy in purple. He stood for three or four hours, waved two swords, and said he lost, but left, no..." Su Changmo was thrown away before he finished speaking.

"I knew you were not good people. They were all scathing, and they were more bullshit. They were able to fight on the top of the mountain. The scenery was beautiful, there were many people watching, and the wind was not strong, so they could not flash your slim waists. What kind of ability is there?" When he heard that the young man in purple was pointed at the two tables and cursed.

The white-eyed man seemed to be smiling. The young man in purple got up and was about to speak when Tang Ying was pulled by Su Changmo and pulled him to the counter. Chu Xuan shook his head and sat down quietly.

Su Changmo hurriedly said the consequences. Who would have thought that Tang Ying's eyes widened, and took out the leaves from his mouth, and said incredible: "Just because of such a broken thing? I stood for three or four hours? I was kicked by a donkey when I was a child!"

Su Changmo kept winking, wishing to sew this kid's mouth. Don't mess with these people here. Our town is full of acquaintances, no one messes with you. These are all foreigners who don't know how to keep their feet. You can't get wet when you walk by the river. Don't you can't protect your father and the government will be useless. That's just a loss if you suffer.

The black boy became more and more excited as he spoke. He moved a stool and sat in front of the counter, staring at the two tables intently, "I think who dares to make trouble today. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat local snakes, and I don't ask about my name, Mr. Tang." Su Changmo was stunned. This boy was not stupid.

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Su Changmo stood aside and tried to look at him as much as possible. Unexpectedly, the white-browed man was the first to answer: "Your name is Tang Ying?"

"Tang Ying, Mr. Tang!" The young man crossed his legs and bit the leaves in his mouth again, lifting his chin slightly, as if he was deliberately showing it to someone.

"My name is Long Fang." The white-browed man took the initiative to say his name for the second time.

"No matter what your name is, it doesn't matter if the insect party is not a problem here, but don't make trouble here, love whatever you love!" The boy's tone was extremely provocative.

The man was not angry and said slowly: "Do you want to cultivate immortality?"

Everyone in the restaurant was stunned as if they were struck by lightning.

This person is a fool? a lunatic? He doesn't look like this!

Tang Ying had already smiled on the stool and leaned back and forth, "Cultivate immortals, cultivate your immortals first! Are you also a storyteller? I said why are you as ugly as Old Chen!"

The man who claimed to be Long Fang turned straight and faced Tang Ying with expressionless expression on his face. He slowly spoke in the boy's laughter, "This world is divided into four seas and seven continents. There are immortals above mortals. Ask Tao Changsheng. Unfortunately, I am the immortal in heaven that your storyteller mentioned."

In the restaurant, the boy's laughter gradually disappeared. Su Changmo stood behind the boy, holding the boy's shoulder with one hand, looking alert, and was shocked. The waiter in the restaurant, either rubbed the table or stepped, all of which were still and still.

Tang Ying leaned over, stared at the man, and said in a trembling voice: "What about?"

The man seemed to achieve his desired goal and smiled and said, "There are not many people in the world who can defeat me. I will practice with me. I can give you everything and help you reach the sky."

"Why me?" Tang Ying was a little confused.

The man turned his head and looked out the window, "Your town has a good fortune. It is the last place chosen in the past ten thousand years, so many of you are the seeds of cultivation, the sons of God, but they still have highs and lows, and I like you!" The sound was like a bell and a tripod, and the final word was made.

"The mineral veins are small, covering people's eyes and ears, and the fortune of Taoism is great. The world is competing for destiny and harvesting. It is also an opportunity for you and me to meet. That's why I tell you directly that I am not like others, who make those high-sounding pickling methods. You don't have to rush to reply. There is time, and I will wait until you have enough knowledge before chatting."

The two teenagers were already in a state of storm, but they still had to pretend to be calm, with a stern face and without saying a word. The man's eyes never looked at Su Changmo from beginning to end.

After saying that, the man went back to his seat and raised his glass to drink, and seemed to be in a very good mood.

Chu Xuan was puzzled in his heart: "Old ancestor, is that man really a seed of the great way of luck?"

"Be good at yourself. Sometimes when you see too high mountains, you lose the desire to climb the mountain. People are always smart but are mistaken for cleverness."

"What the ancestor taught me is." The young man put away the leaves on the table, and a trace of murderous aura that had just risen in his heart was uprooted, without any trace.

The two teenagers were still scared when they returned to the back hall.

"There are really gods?"

"have no idea."

"What a god?"

"have no idea."

"I'm such a genius?"

"roll!"

The two teenagers sat against the wall and laughed as they talked. Why did they feel so funny?

Tang Ying pulled her collar, "No matter whether that person said it was true or not, the town seems to be really uneasy. Come with me and live in my house. Let's talk about it after this time. Without me, you can deal with these people."

Su Changmo smiled and shook his head, "You can't leave Uncle Laoguai here alone. It's okay, I'll deal with it."

Tang Ying didn't force it, he knew best, but he knew how stubborn this person who was easy to talk about in some things, and he could hear it.

Tang Ying put his hands on his pillow and said leisurely: "You said that if a person can truly become an immortal god, how free it is, going to heaven and earth, and doing everything, how many women will like it! If I want to become a god, I will definitely marry him ten or eight, and build a house bigger than this town, two, one by one, and one by one, and then I will marry you seventeen or eighteen. If you are not happy, he will snatch it up and drink wine all day long, being so carefree."

Su Changmo looked at the boy who was slapped with a slutty smile on his face and slapped him on the thigh, "Wake up, you're time to have supper, I haven't prepared food for you here."

Tang Ying pretended to be exaggerated and grinned, "You are so cruel."

Su Changmo stood up and the guests should have served the dishes. I don’t know if they had finished eating, so I went to help clean the table. There were too many things to do today, so I couldn’t do anything.

Tang Ying hugged Su Changmo and smiled and said, "Let's go and ask again, just listen to the story and see the ability of those immortals." Then he walked towards the wine table.

The three young men in purple were gone. Su Changmo looked at the second floor and it was time to go to rest.

Seeing that no one was there, Tang Ying started to murmur again: "I'll leave after cheating someone and slap my butt. I'm not ashamed. If you are afraid of you, Mr. Tang, just say it. I'll talk to me about other things. Talk about the bullshit immortal, your father's immortal! Next time I catch you, I will have to peel you off!"

Su Changmo stood behind him without saying a word, and did not tell the young man that the three of them were living in a restaurant. Otherwise, this guy would have to chase him into the house. This child was really concerned about those words.

"Let's go, let me tell me if you have anything else." Tang Ying waved her hand and walked out.

Tang Ying walked to the door and saw the young man in white and the old man still there. He rushed to the young man again and said with a smile: "You and those three people are together?"

The boy stared at this small town boy wearing white clothes: "No."

"know?"
To be continued...