"It's delicious! It's delicious! This is much more delicious than the food cooked in those villages and towns." Ziyang's mouth was full of greasy food. If Jia Juesheng hadn't been watching, he would have even grabbed it with his hands.
Xiaohai ate one small dried fish in one mouthful, and he only tasted one bite of other meals, but he had a special liking for small dried fish.
Zi Yang saw that Xiaohai was only grabbing small dried fish to eat, so he simply gave him a whole plate of dried small fish, which saved him from having to reach back and forth.
"You just worry too much. It's just like a ruined temple, and it's the same here. Alas! Being full is better than anything else. How can anyone even despise eating, right? Xiaohai?" Zi Yang saw Jia Juesheng He looked helpless and said deliberately.
This kind of delicacy cannot be eaten every day. He also realized the importance of the spiritual source stone, so he said this in order to make Jia Juesheng eat more.
Xiaohai put the plate on his lap, held the plate with one hand, and held a small dried fish in the other hand. He opened his mouth and put it in his mouth, nodding while chewing.
Jia Juesheng was told by Zi Yang, and after thinking about it, he felt that it made sense. Anyway, he only had so many spiritual source stones in his hand. If it was really not enough, then he would just talk about it.
The monks in the restaurant were leaving one after another, and the waiter had nothing else to do for the moment. He leaned against the counter and kept staring at Ziyang, as if he was guarding his treasure.
He was not worried about the woman in red. Looking at her dress, she must be a young lady from a wealthy family.
But the three people from Ziyang are different. Not only they are dressed in ordinary clothes, but they don't even look like rich people. The most important thing is that this is their first time in Doushen Tower.
Liangcheng is so big and there are countless sects, big and small. If they jump out of the window and escape after eating, the shopkeepers will have no place to look for them, so they must keep an eye out.
When the waiter saw that they were almost finished eating, he hurriedly came over with hot tea. He first put the tea on the table, and then closed the doors and windows very naturally.
The woman in red lifted her veil, took a sip of hot tea, and said, "Waiter, pay the bill."
The store clerk bent down and said with a smile: "Girl, there are 968 spiritual source stones in total."
The woman in red put a red, blue and black Origin Stone on the table and said, "No need to look for it."
"Thank you, girl, thank you, thank you." The store clerk took the Origin Stone, came to the counter with a smile, and handed the Origin Stone to the steward.
Zi Yang happened to see the Source Stone in the shop clerk's hand. The color was different from the Spirit Source Stone he had seen. He slowly looked at Jia Juesheng and asked, "That's not the Source Stone, what kind of Source Stone is it?" ?”
"Holy Origin Stone." Jia Juesheng only listened to the conversation just now. He knew without looking at it that the Origin Stone in the store clerk's hand must be the Holy Origin Stone.
Zi Yang asked again: "How many spiritual source stones can one holy source stone hold?"
"One thousand." Xiao Hai answered before Jia Juesheng could say anything.
Zi Yang stood up and stretched, taking this opportunity to peek at the dinner plate on the table of the woman in red, and hurriedly came to Jia Juesheng's side, and said with a guilty conscience: "You have two hundred spiritual source stones, I'm afraid it's It’s not enough.”
"I told you before, but you still come to eat, who can blame me?!" Jia Juesheng's voice was loud, almost for everyone to hear.
"Keep your voice down. You've eaten everything. You can't spit it out." Zi Yang smiled and looked back at the store clerk, who nodded with the same smile.
As soon as the shop assistant slapped the table, five or six big men with sticks in their hands came up from downstairs and gathered around the counter, and they were all at the eighth or ninth level of cultivation.
"It's over! It's over! I can't leave, what should I do?" Zi Yang grabbed Jia Juesheng's wrist, feeling a little restless like an ant on a hot pot.
At this moment, instead of getting angry, Jia Juesheng was calm and calm, eating his food calmly, as if he had found a way to solve the lack of spiritual source stones.
Jia Juesheng patted the back of his hand and said, "Don't worry yet, I have a solution."
Zi Yang's eyes widened and he immediately smiled and said, "What can I do? Tell me quickly!"
Jia Juesheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "She can even take out the Holy Origin Stone, which shows that she has no shortage of Spiritual Origin Stones in her hand. You can borrow some from her."
"No! I won't go!" Zi Yang's expression changed and he pushed Jia Juesheng's hand away, pretending to refuse to obey.
If it were anyone else, Zi Yang might be able to say this, but if he was asked to borrow money from the woman in red, just dream!
Not to mention the last time he was in the ruined temple, he almost died under the scimitar of the woman in red, this time he was almost stabbed by her again in front of the Dou Shen Tower.
The two of them were at odds with each other and asked Ziyang to borrow money from her in a humble manner. How could he agree to this?
"Man! Check out!" Ziyang leaned back on the chair and said calmly.
Jia Juesheng couldn't help but glare at him, "Is it possible that he has a spiritual source stone in his hand?!"
"Come on! Sir, there are a total of 1,780 spiritual source stones." The shop assistant stood on one side and looked at them quietly.
Zi Yang's body trembled, he clenched his hands and asked, "How much?"
"One thousand, seven hundred and eighty spiritual source stones."
"I know. Just wait a moment. I have a few friends coming. Let's settle the bill together when they arrive." Zi Yang finished speaking naturally without blushing.
The shop assistant said with a cold face: "Isn't it because the guest can't get the spiritual source stone?"
"The Spirit Source Stones are all at my friend's place. I only have two hundred Spirit Source Stones in my hand at the moment." Zi Yang looked at Jia Juesheng and said, "Give him the two hundred Spirit Source Stones first to save him time." Afraid that we will default on our debt.”
The store clerk did not quarrel with them. After taking the spiritual source stone, he turned and walked towards the counter.
"Brother Ziyang, are you out of the Spiritual Source Stone? It can be exchanged for many Spiritual Source Stones." Xiao Hai placed his palm on the Shengxuan bag on Ziyang's waist.
Jia Juesheng's eyes lit up. If Xiao Hai hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten the Shengxuan bag hanging on Zi Yang's waist.
That is a priceless treasure, let alone the Spiritual Source Stone, the Holy Source Stone, the Divine Source Stone, even if you want to change it for the Fighting God Tower, that is not a problem.
"Xiao Hai, I will never throw away the things you gave me." Zi Yang held Xiao Hai's hand, with an irresistible tone in his words.
Xiaohai looked at him without speaking.
"You can mortgage it here first, and when we have the Spirit Source Stone, you can redeem it later." Jia Juesheng felt that this method was very good. Instead of asking him to borrow money, it would be better to mortgage Shengxuan directly. bag.
Zi Yang glared at him, said nothing, and slowly came to the side of the woman in red.
Before he could speak, the woman in red put down the teacup in her hand and asked first, "Is something wrong?"
Zi Yang grabbed the corners of his clothes with both hands and said awkwardly: "It's not a big deal. How about you lend me two Holy Origin Stones?"
The woman in red smiled coldly and said, "I don't know you, why should I lend you the Holy Origin Stone?"
"I beg you, just lend me two Holy Origin Stones, and I promise to return them double in the future." Zi Yang lowered his head, his voice as thin as a mosquito.
Although Ziyang spoke in a very low tone, the woman in red listened very clearly and did not miss a single word.
The woman in red held the tea cup, shook it back and forth, and said, "Is this your attitude of asking for help? Kneel down."
Zi Yang's face darkened and he said, "What did you say?!"
The woman in red met his gaze and said, "If you have anything to say, kneel down and tell me."
Jia Juesheng frowned. He didn't hear any emotion in the words of the woman in red, which puzzled him.
Xiao Hai walked up to Zi Yang, stretched out his little hand to push his arm, and shook his head slowly.
Zi Yang rubbed his bald little head, gently pushed him aside, and with a plop, knelt down in front of the woman in red.
Zi Yang thought to himself, anyway, he had already knelt down for her when the temple was destroyed. Kneeling once was a kneeling, and kneeling twice was a kneeling. He was no different this time.
The woman in red lifted her veil, took a sip of tea, and said, "A wimp is a wimp!"
Ziyang lowered his head and did not reply.
The woman in red suddenly handed the tea cup in front of him, with half of the tea left in it, and said: "As long as you drink it, I will give you the Holy Origin Stone."
Zi Yang raised his eyes and stared at her, but did not take the tea cup from her hand.
The store clerk looked shocked, "What is going on?! He actually knows that woman. The relationship between the two is very subtle. They don't look like partners, nor do they look like friends."
However, if this situation continues, the money for that table of food will not be lost.
Jia Juesheng rubbed his throat and coughed twice, as if to say, Hua Yao has taken care of you for five years and you have never eaten her leftovers. Once you drink her leftover tea, what will happen to you? Are you worthy of Hua Yao?
"If you want to drink, drink quickly. If you don't drink, I will leave." The woman in red was a little angry when she saw that he was hesitant and refused to take the tea cup.
Ziyang took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp.
Snapped!
The woman in red slapped him in the face, and the crisp sound caused the monks who had not left to cast doubtful glances. The woman in red dropped two Holy Origin Stones and ran downstairs quickly.
Zi Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a wry smile: "Let's go."
After saying that, he took the lead to go downstairs, followed closely by Jia Juesheng and Xiao Hai.
On the third floor of Doushen Building, Shan Ya was sitting on a rocking chair with a wine bottle in his left hand, looking at the three people leaving in a hurry, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
After Zi Yang and the others walked away, he suddenly raised his right hand and looked at the calluses at the tiger's mouth. A girl suddenly appeared in his mind.
As he thought about it, his eyes became wet involuntarily.
Snap!
Inadvertently, the wine bottle in Shan Ya's left hand fell to the ground, and the wine spilled all over the floor. Shan Ya, who was addicted to alcohol, did not immediately get up to pick up the wine bottle.
He looked at the wine bottle that rolled aside and the wine spilled on the ground, tears falling quietly from his eyes.
Tap tap tap! Tap tap tap!
There were brisk footsteps downstairs. Shan Ya casually wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stood up to pick up the wine bottle.
"Huh?! There are times when old ghosts get drunk and spill their wine?" A red-haired young man with a knife and a sword on his waist, with the knife on top and the sword on the bottom, looked like he was about twenty years old, staring at the cliff. , deliberately ridiculed.
Shan Ya threw the wine bottle he picked up to the red-haired young man and said, "I heard a rush of footsteps just now. I guessed that it was you kid who came. I wanted to greet you, but I forgot to hold it in my hand. The wine flask, no, the wine was spilled."
"You are already old, and you are able to let me drink wine with you for free on the third floor of Dou Shen Building. Xuan Yi has already taken advantage of you. If I ask you to go out to greet you again, I will leave in disgrace." We're here." Xuan Yi raised the wine bottle and poured the wine into his mouth, not disdainful that it was Shan Ya's drink.
Shan Ya ordered people to remove the rocking chair, stared at Xuan Yi with joy, and asked with a smile: "What do you want?"
Xuan Yi wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and said nonchalantly: "It's up to you to do as you please. I'm just here to eat and drink. I'll eat whatever you want."
"Okay! Let's get drunk together today!"
"Boss Shan invites you kindly, how dare Xuan Yi refuse to obey!"
Xuan Yi threw away the empty wine bottle in his hand, hung the sword on his waist on the wall, then rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to fight.
