The two came to a high-rise building, which is located in the west of the city. This building is also the tallest building in the city, and its name is also very simple, West High-rise Building.
But instead of sitting in the building like ordinary people, Zhang Zizhu used his Qinggong again, but he jumped to the top of the building.
Yi Jianxin had long been used to it, and after arriving at the top of the building.
But I found that there were quite a few people here, about a dozen or so, who were all experts in martial arts. Ordinary people couldn't get in, and even those who weren't good at martial arts couldn't get in.
Seeing Zhang Zizhu coming up, several people looked sideways.
There is no way, Zhang Zizhu's reputation is so great that it is difficult for people not to know him.
"Selling information on peanuts and melon seeds!"
An inappropriate voice sounded, and Yi Jianxin looked over.
It's outrageous. Someone has set up a stall there. On the stall cloth is written the word "Pepsi". The person selling the stall is a man dressed like a charlatan, with a thin mustache and round black glasses. He looks quite honest, but it makes people uncomfortable. I don't feel like a good person.
The key is that there are really people buying melon seeds and peanuts, eating them while looking at the city scenery, waiting for the grandest fireworks.
"PepsiCo has worked hard enough." Zhang Zizhu said with a smile, "Ever since Luoyun started the intelligence business, they have become anxious. In the past, it was hard to get money, but now they are selling it everywhere."
"It's quite embarrassing."
Yi Jianxin didn't know much about these things. He just asked simply: "Which side has better information?"
"Of course it's PepsiCo." Zhang Zizhu said, "They were there during the old dynasty, not just in today's big and small affairs, but even in some secrets that the palace has never recorded."
Yi Jianxin asked again:
"Then what are they anxious about?"
"Luoyun is very wealthy. If they can't defeat you with intelligence, they will spend all their money. This is their usual style."
Yi Jianxin immediately had a rough idea of the Luoyun Sect. If there was more money, some would be stupid.
When he thought of this, his mind began to spin. Although he did not understand many things when he first entered the world, which prevented him from using his talents, he did not lose the art of speech he learned from his master Wang Dachui.
Find an opportunity to make a deal! Yi Jianxin came up with this idea. Now that he doesn't have a penny in his pocket, and his schedule is urgent, it is impossible to work part-time, so he can only use the three-door way.
Of course, this also depends on the person. Although he is not a gentleman, he still has a bad conscience when he defrauds good people of their money.
You have to find someone stupid, rich, and bad.
After finalizing his decision, he came back to his senses and found the person from the Pepsi store looking at them and smiling.
"Young heroes, would you like some freshly fried melon seeds?"
Zhang Jiezhu took out a tael of silver and put it on his table.
"Have a go."
"Okay!" The man took out a handful of melon seeds and handed them to Zhang Zizhu.
Zhang Zizhu took it and gave it to Yi Jianxin, and then started drinking.
The man then laughed and said:
"What do you want to hear, Master?"
"Who are the famous people who will come to the Star Gazing Holy Gathering?"
The man turned the fan in his hand and flicked it away to fan himself.
"This holy meeting is extraordinary. Not only people from the imperial court will come, but seven sects will gather together. Great masters from all walks of life will also be present. They are walking with seven anacondas shaking green lotuses, Awen is smiling on all sides, and there is a sword in the sky in Nanjiang. Such things There are countless influential people.”
"I even heard that people will come from Penglai Island."
"Tingxuelou?" Zhang Zizhu was slightly surprised, then frowned and started thinking.
But the man shook his head and continued: "What a grand event this is. Heroes from all walks of life gather together. This kind of prosperous world, excluding the founding ceremony, has never been seen in a hundred years."
Yi Jianxin looked at Zhang Zizhu's frown, then quietly asked in his ear: "Do you have any enemies?"
Zhang Zizhu hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, while using his internal energy to transmit the sound.
"I blew up their building once, and they seemed to hate me after that."
Yi Jianxin's mouth twitched after hearing this, "Good guy, after working on it for a long time, it turns out that you blew up someone else's house. How can others not hate you?"
"Forget it, let's wait and see the fireworks." Zhang Zizhu turned and left nonchalantly.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Yi Jianxin chased after him.
Seeing that they were about to leave, the man quickly continued to sell: "Don't leave! Today is a crazy Thursday! The second melon seeds are half price, everyone!"
Yi Jianxin chased and asked, "That's Tingxue Tower! If you do something like that, people won't be able to hack you to death when they see you!"
"No." Zhang Zizhu said, "To do something in public at such a grand event would be a slap in the face to too many people. They are not stupid."
Yi Jian thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. The person involved was not in a hurry, so he had nothing to worry about.
The roof of the building was quite large, and it seemed particularly spacious with more than a dozen people on it. Yi Jianxin found a place to sit on the floor.
The two of them were chatting about each other.
Suddenly, he asked Zhang Zizhu: "Have you been to many places?"
"a lot of."
"So...how does it feel?"
Zhang Zizhu chuckled softly: "It's particularly exciting."
Yi Jianxin became interested and asked with a smile: "If I want to travel around the world in the future, where do you think I should go first?"
"See for yourself, the road is at your feet. Wherever a man goes he is not walking, and wherever he goes he is not going?"
The two continued to chat, with Yi Jianxin always asking about Jianghu matters, such as where Zhang Zizhu had been. Who have you met? Have you ever met a girl you like?
Zhang Zizhu answered patiently one by one, except for the last sentence, "Have you ever met a girl you like?"
Silenced.
At this moment, three figures jumped onto the roof.
The visitors are Tiangong, Yao Youan and Fucha.
As soon as Yao Youan saw Zhang Zizhu, he subconsciously covered his eyes and looked at him with hatred.
Yi Jianxin saw the flash of panda eyes clearly.
Fu Tu covered his mouth to suppress laughter, and looked around with bright eyes, as if he was watching a good show up close.
Zhang Zizhu said hello with a smile:
"It's really fate, brother You'an."
"Fuck you!" Yao Youan was on fire at the moment. As soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by Tiangong on the side.
Tiangong quickly advised: "Harmony is precious, harmony is precious, brother Yao!"
"Don't stop me! I want to fight him to the death!"
Seeing that he was almost unbearable, Tiangong suddenly came to his ear and said something, and he suddenly regained his senses.
In the end, he just snorted coldly, jumped downstairs, and said: "You are not in the same place as the thief!"
Fu Cha also waved his hand:
"goodbye."
After that, he also followed Yao Youan and left.
"Haha, I'm sorry, Zizhu." Tiangong scratched his cheek in embarrassment and pointed in the direction where they jumped. "I have important things to do. I'll treat you to a drink someday! I'll go too!"
After saying that, they jumped down together.
The fireworks were in full bloom, and the greeting to the Star God began. Fireworks exploded one after another in the sky above the entire Near Star City, illuminating all the dark corners for a while, and the night became like day.
He heard from hearsay that this Wenxing God could ensure that the scholars in the imperial examinations were selected because he was the most talented and learned god in heaven.
It would be difficult for a god to bear the wishes of so many people.
He looked at the fireworks in the sky, and whose profile appeared in his mind unconsciously?
She said that she likes to listen to operas. If one day she becomes the Great Sword Immortal and someone sings his operas and tells his stories, will she feel the least bit favorable about it?
