The young man’s name is Lin Xiaolu and he comes from Wangchuan.
The name Lin Xiaolu was only remembered three months after he left Wangchuan. He didn't know his name before, and he didn't even know how to speak. It was only during this period that he slowly recovered.
Lin Xiaolu came from Wangchuan and stayed there for a long time. He didn't know exactly how long it was, but he knew that it was a long time. It was so long that he couldn't remember how to speak or many things.
Memories are not eternal, but slowly become dusty as time goes by.
However, Lin Xiaolu was very lucky, because he found that after he broke through the realm and left Wangchuan, his memory began to gradually recover, but the recovery was a bit slow, but he could understand it, after all, although he did not know the specific details of Wangchuan where he was How long to stay, but it should not be short.
Just like at the beginning, he just wanted to find a place alone and remember his past quietly, but he found that his memory recovered too slowly, and there were many novel ideas in his mind that needed Straighten out.
So, he simply opened a tavern in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River. By talking to people every day, he could recall how to speak and speed up the recovery of his memory. He would also draw what he remembered on a booklet and often take it out to read. To deepen the impression, he also had enough free time to sort out the thoughts in his mind. So far, the effect is pretty good.
He didn't go to the Immortal Cultivation Sect or anything, and he didn't know why. He just felt that he preferred to stay in the mortal world, and felt that the mortal world was more comfortable.
On the rocking chair, Lin Xiaolu lay quietly for a while, and then suddenly felt something in his heart. He got up and went to the counter to get a pen, then opened the book and wrote on the first page next to the portrait of a girl with two round heads. There is a big word "Jade" written on it.
Lo and behold, he remembered something again.
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Next day, early morning
Early in the morning, the sound of "cracking" firecrackers rang out on the official road of Mudan Town. After washing up, Lin Xiaolu opened the door of the tavern and went to a breakfast stall next door to buy breakfast.
"Aunt Sun, I want two steamed buns and a bowl of soy milk."
Lin Xiaolu watched the aunt in front of him take out steamed buns from the hot steamer, and then listened to the sound of firecrackers in the distance, and asked casually:
"The New Year's Eve is not here yet, who is setting off firecrackers?"
In front of me, the lady wrapped in a square scarf smiled and said:
"Hou Laosan is marrying a wife in the next street."
"Oh~" Lin Xiaolu nodded, stood in front of the stall and ate two meat buns, then drank soy milk from a bowl, and then turned his eyes to the five people standing in front of his tavern.
Just like last night, a girl and four old men.
He was eating breakfast at the moment, and his mouth was still bulging, so he said vaguely:
"The pub is closed in the morning. Come back in the afternoon and evening."
Ling Wei did not leave, but begged Lin Xiaolu with some reluctance:
"Fellow Taoist, we just want to have a drink. We heard from people in the town that the wine here is of high quality and low price, so we came because of your reputation."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu came to the girl and looked at her expressionlessly:
"Are your lies deliberately so false?"
Girl:......
When the girl was stunned, Lin Xiaolu had already stepped into the tavern, turning his back to a few people and leaving only one sentence:
"Everyone who comes is a guest. I haven't made any peanuts yet. Now I only have wine."
In the morning, there was no business in the tavern, and the lobby seemed empty. Ling Wei and the four old men took their seats. Lin Xiaolu poured wine for them. Ling Wei wanted to show her kindness and said that she could come by herself, but Lin Xiaolu stopped her. reject.
"You are guests."
Ling Wei was also a smart girl with a quick mind. Seeing Lin Xiaolu acting like this, she stopped insisting and looked at him with interest.
After pouring the wine, he put the wine jar back into the wine cabinet. Lin Xiaolu went back to the rocking chair and lay down, covering his legs with a red velvet cloth, closing his eyes and resting.
The reason why he covered his legs was not because he thought it was cold, but because he felt the softness pressed against his body was very comfortable.
"Fellow Taoist, your wine is indeed good. Did you brew it yourself?"
Lin Xiaolu didn't open his eyes and said: "Come here often if you like."
"Which sect does your fellow Taoist come from? What realm?" the girl asked expectantly while drinking.
Lin Xiaolu yawned and ignored it. He turned over in the rocking chair and prepared to take a nap.
Seeing Lin Xiaolu's dejected look, Ling Wei thought about it depressedly, and then took out a spirit stone from the ring with a little hesitation. But as soon as she took it out, Lin Xiaolu, who was sleeping on his side, opened mouth:
"My restaurant is small and hard to find."
Ling Wei was stunned, and the four old men around her were also stunned.
Ling Wei took out a high-grade spirit stone, but this person didn't react at all. Could he be a madman who regards money as dirt?
They were a little unsure about Lin Xiaolu for a while. They just thought that this person was very strange. He was young, but his methods were strange, and his words and deeds were also very old-fashioned and mysterious.
In the tavern, Ling Wei looked at her subordinates, and finally said straight to the point:
"Fellow Taoist, I saw your Taoist supernatural power yesterday and I was so in love with you. I want to make friends with you. May I ask your name?"
She has now determined that the young man in front of her is a straightforward person, so she directly stated her purpose to avoid making people unhappy.
Faced with her sincere words, Lin Xiaolu in the rocking chair still didn't react at all. He just continued to lie there, not even bothering to say anything, and just ignored her.
He didn't like this girl very much. Even if he was interested in Beiyao Zong, which he was somewhat familiar with, he didn't bother to care. He planned to go to Beiyao Zong himself after the New Year.
In the field, Ling Wei suddenly became even more depressed when she saw Lin Xiaolu ignoring her. She could only lower her head and drink without saying a word.
In the huge lobby, there was only the soft sound of drinking and Lin Xiaolu's light snoring.
Ling Wei didn't understand at the moment. The Beiyao Sect where she belonged was the largest sect in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was even more famous in the entire Tianji Continent. Even among the countless three thousand Dao Sect Immortal Sects, it was very famous. Fame, but why does this man seem not to care at all? What is his origin?
The girl's enthusiasm was poured cold water on her, but the curiosity in her heart became more and more serious. She felt that she must have met an expert.
Although this expert was a bit weird, she was not in a hurry. After all, the sect had given her two full months to hunt down the Centipede Demon this time. If the Centipede Pill was really taken care of by this expert, then she would also You can have some fun in the mortal world.
At about midnight in the morning, Ling Wei paid for the drink after drinking. Before leaving, she said she would come back next time. Lin Xiaolu didn't react at all and just expressed welcome casually.
In the morning, there was little business in the tavern, so Lin Xiaolu continued to lie on the rocking chair, taking a nap while half asleep. It was not until late afternoon that his tavern became lively again. Drinking buddies who had been busy all day in twos and threes came in one after another, shouting. Chatting and drinking with Xiao Ying.
Ling Wei came again, bringing five old men with her. Perhaps because they were unfamiliar faces, they attracted the attention of many drinkers as soon as they appeared, and many of them were surprised at how beautiful this girl was.
Lin Xiaolu didn't react at all. As usual, after serving the guests, he went to stand in front of the counter, leaning against the counter, lazily.
Whether he is a cultivator or a mortal, there is no difference in his tavern.
Soon after, it was late at night. There were more and more drinking guests in the lobby, and the noise became louder and louder. Lin Xiaolu was in a daze and felt a little strange, why didn't Yingge come today? She used to come here to drink two taels of wine every day, so this time should have arrived long ago.
