As the Hundred Flowers Fair approaches, the flow of people in Tianwu City is visibly increasing. Even Nanshi, which is usually quite deserted, has become lively. Many wealthy businessmen from other places come here to spend money, and some shops have begun to lack manpower and are forced to hire people. Some temporary workers.
"Hey! Brother Mo, I didn't expect to meet again so soon after we said goodbye that day! What a fate!"
In the restaurant, Li Wuyou, who was holding a new wine gourd, put one foot on the bench and laughed happily.
"It is indeed fate. I originally wanted to go to Tiannan Sword City and then to Tianwu City to participate in the two Hundred Flowers Festival, but I never thought that the sword master would send away the flowers all over the city with his sword."
"Fortunately, on Brother Ye's wedding day, I saw the grand scene of flowers falling all over the city, so I have no regrets this year."
Mo Dan smiled and sighed while holding the tea cup, without mentioning Shen Yian's real surname.
In the temple, the other party was His Royal Highness the King of Chu, whom everyone respected.
In the arena, the opponent is still Ye Beian, the swordsman who likes to drink with them.
"Speaking of which, the three of us really had a tacit understanding that day, hahahaha."
Li Wuyou smiled happily.
That day, the three of them handed out a sword at the same time, causing the fallen petals to dance with the wind again, and the scenery was even better.
"Yes, it's just a pity that Miss Riluo wasn't there that day." Mo Dan shook his head regretfully.
The girl Deluo he mentioned was none other than Luo Xue, one of the four great sword immortals.
She once used a sword to carry the spring breeze and flowers bloom thousands of miles to join the ranks of sword immortals, and inherited her husband's name - Silent Sword Immortal.
According to rumors, the previous Ji Sword Immortal was not only mute but also frail and sick. He no longer walked around the world after receiving the name of Sword Immortal. He was in a state of seclusion. As time went by, many people in the world criticized him behind his back. He said he was not worthy of the name of Sword Immortal.
When the news about this Silent Sword Immortal once again became a topic in the world, it was already his death.
After that, Luo Xue started walking around the world with his sword. In just three years, the name of Silent Sword Fairy once again became famous in the world. She successfully rectified his name, and then she stayed with him in Baixue Villa until she was born again.
This topic made the carefree Li Wuyou's face fall. It was indeed a pity to mention this person.
The two of them sighed together and changed the topic to Wuming.
After chatting for a while, the two of them sighed again.
Wuming has disappeared since he left Tianwu City that day. He is the kind of person who doesn't look for you and you can't find him at all.
"Do you think it's possible for Brother Ye to join our ranks? What will his name be?"
Li Wuyou put down the wine gourd, leaned forward and said excitedly.
When he received the wooden sword returned from Shen Yi'an, he didn't pay much attention to it until he had nothing to do that day and felt the sword intention contained in it.
Horror, great horror!
Such pure sword intent is simply unheard of.
Along the way of the lightsaber, Shen Yi'an was afraid that he had already walked in front of them and stood shoulder to shoulder with the only sword master in the world.
"I'm not afraid of Brother Li's jokes when I say it. I think Brother Ye might be better than all of us."
Mo Dan put down his teacup and said in a serious tone.
"Indeed, I am still curious about who he wanted to kill that day, and he actually borrowed the sword from so many people." Li Wuyou said in annoyance. He now felt as if he had eaten half of the melon, and his heart was itching.
"The old emperor of the barbarians."
Mo Dan pays more attention to these rumors. When all the details are put together, he will know who Shen Yian killed that day.
"Hiss?! Really fake?!"
Li Wuyou exclaimed.
"you guess."
Mo Dan smiled mysteriously.
"No, please make it clear." Li Wuyou felt even more itchy.
"Huh? Why are you going?"
Seeing Mo Dan stand up and carry the cage on his back, Li Wuyou also stood up.
"The brush I bought at a store in the north of the city last time was very useful. I'm going to buy two more."
"Then...we are all here, do you want to visit Brother Ye?" Li Wuyou asked.
Shen Yian didn't have a fiefdom, so he must still be in Tianwu City. They were all here, so it would be inappropriate not to visit them.
"Why don't we wait until the Hundred Flowers Meeting is over and let's go together?" Mo Dan thought for a while and said.
Visiting now would inevitably disturb the other party too much. It would be better for the Hundred Flowers Meeting to end and they should leave Tianwu City after their visit.
"Okay, Brother Mo, then where can I find you?"
"There is a house in the east of the city that welcomes guests. If you need anything, you can come to me there." Mo Dan handed Li Wuyou a scroll.
After taking it, Li Wuyou opened it in confusion. Four big characters were written on it, and there was Mo Dan's seal next to it.
【Business is booming】
"What is this?" Li Wuyou lowered his head and was stunned.
"Meal money."
Mo Dan smiled slightly.
"What?"
Li Wuyou raised his head suddenly, and there was no trace of Mo Dan in front of him.
"Damn! You poor scholar, I&￥#@..."
How can this word be used to pay for food?
These store owners are all money-loving owners, and it is impossible to pay for the money with words.
It wasn't like he wanted to eat the King's meal, but he felt aggrieved that Mo Dan cheated him out of his meal money.
It had been a long time since he had fought. When the Hundred Flowers Club was over, he had to find Mo Dan to pick a place to practice his sword.
Sitting on the bench again, Li Wuyou held his stomach and ate all the dishes.
"Waiter, check out."
"Hey! This guest has a total of twelve taels of silver." The waiter said flatteringly.
"How much? Twelve taels of silver for four dishes? Why don't you grab the money?!"
Li Wuyou was shocked. Are the prices in Tianwu City so outrageous? Why did he feel like he was being slaughtered like a fat sheep?
"Sir, you can see that you are from out of town, right? Now go out and ask about which restaurant's food is not at this price."
The waiter's tone was quite displeased. Their restaurant was considered high-end in Tianwu City, so what's the matter with Baihua Club's price being a hundred million points more expensive?
If you can't afford it, don't eat it. If you dare to eat the overlord meal, humph, the dog's legs will be broken!
"This calligraphy of mine is worth one hundred taels of silver. Please give me some change."
"Snapped!"
Li Wuyou slapped the scroll on the table.
"Huh?" the waiter said as if you were kidding me.
"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, just open it and take a look."
Li Wuyou said confidently.
The waiter actually did as he was told. When he opened the scroll and lowered his head, he felt a sudden gust of wind in front of him.
He raised his head and saw the shadow of Li Wuyou nowhere in front of him.
Damn it, I actually met someone who ate the Overlord meal!
On the other side, Li Wuyou, who had escaped, felt no guilt at all.
Although the poor scholar is wilted, his words are indeed worth a lot of money in the world.
Four words, a meal is more than enough.
The main thing is to meet someone with vision. If you meet someone without vision, it may be worthless. I hope the restaurant owner has a good vision.
Twelve taels of silver.
Li Wuyou's heart ached just thinking about it. If the prices in Tianwu City were so outrageous, he would probably have a hard time staying in a hotel with the little money in his pocket.
what to do?
You can't sleep on the street, right?
How about going to Shen Yian?
Finally, he decided to go to Mo Dan.
Poor drunkard and poor scholar are the names the two call each other when they quarrel.
He, the poor drunkard, was really poor, and the "poor" scholar was really rich.
Ever since he knew that one word of Mo Dan could be sold for dozens of taels of silver, his back molars were broken.
It's not that he never thought about selling the wine he brewed, but every time he drank it himself before it was sold.
"Smelly scholar, do you think I'll make you poor?" Li Wuyou muttered, looking toward the east of the city.
Prince Chu's Mansion.
Shen Yi'an looked solemn and said: "Tear it down."
