Bai Gu walked out of the gate of Changzhou Pharmacy and thought about going to Ant Hall.
There seems to be a storyteller from Mr. Tang today.
Go and hear what novel stories there are today.
But as soon as he reached the intersection, Bai Gu suddenly looked back.
But behind the scenes, except for Cheung Chau Pharmacy, which stood out among the shops, there was only a white cloud in the sky and the wind and snow drifting slowly in the sky.
Bai Gu frowned and looked doubtfully at a window on the third floor of Changzhou Pharmacy.
It just seemed like someone was looking at me?
Bai Gu felt strange as soon as he left the door of Changzhou Pharmacy, as if there were several eyes on him, lingering on him for a long time. It made him feel scratchy and uncomfortable.
But it’s true, I just saw it and there wasn’t anyone there.
Bai Gu frowned even more tightly.
My intuition has always been very accurate, and I have never made any mistakes. It is impossible for me to feel wrong.
So what's going on?
Bai Gu took another look to confirm that there was really no one, and then left with full of doubts.
Regardless of whether he has people or not, is it important to have Mr. Tang’s storyteller?
No!
Bai Gu decided to go to the pastry shop to buy something first. He would give one to Mr. Tang later and keep one for himself to listen to and eat.
In fact, Bai Gu is a bit similar to Brother Peng in that they don't like sweets very much. But Bai Gu is better. It's okay to eat some occasionally, but it's unacceptable to eat it regularly.
Brother Peng can't eat any sweets. Eating a mung bean cake is more uncomfortable than cutting him with a knife.
And buying some scallion pancakes doesn’t count as a sweet treat.
The scallion pancakes next to the dessert shop are pretty good and delicious.
I should be the first person to eat scallion pancakes while listening to books, right?
The more Bai Gu thought about it, the happier he became, and he walked towards the south of the city with a silly smile on his face.
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"This boy's perception is really sharp." The young man in the robe held a folding fan in his hand at some point, with a smile on his face, like a handsome nobleman.
Mr. Wu leaned on the Taishi chair, blew the tea leaves in the cup, and took a sip, "This guy is a bit strange. I tried to probe him several times, but nothing happened."
The young man in the robe said, "Is there such a thing? With Mr. Wu's perception, he can't even detect the body of a boy?"
Mr. Wu smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, please don't ridicule me. There are three marks in this kid's body, which are superimposed layer by layer to prevent other people's spiritual power from invading his body. And the levels are not low. One of them is the one you have. It was given by my nephew."
The young man in the robe narrowed his eyes and smiled: "He did it? Is it because of his ridiculous idea?"
"So be it. He told me that this time he chose this kid. If it really doesn't work out, he will give up and admit defeat."
A trace of disdain flashed across the face of the young man in robes, "Give up? Give up? Has he been in the market for so long that he has forgotten the bet he made with those people? Or is he counting on me, his uncle?" Can you save him?"
Mr. Wu shook his head, "I don't know what he thinks about this. To be honest, I really don't see what's outstanding about this kid, and Mr. Qiu can't even calculate a shred of information about him."
The young man in robe raised his head and glanced at Mr. Wu.
"They are the former proud disciples of the old man on that mountain, but now they no longer recognize each other."
The young man in robe nodded.
"And the smells of the three marks on his body are all very familiar. As I said just now, the smell of the strongest mark is well hidden, but the smell of the sandalwood abacus is too pungent. Once you smell it, I know. On the contrary, it’s the weakest one, and the aura is barely covered, but I really can’t remember where it is.” Mr. Wu looked out the window and frowned.
The young man in the robe stretched out his hand, gathered a handful of air in the air and smelled it. Then he snorted from his nostrils as if he had spit out the tea leaves, "Strange, the breath of the saints? Why are they here too?"
Mr. Wu's brows deepened, "Saint Clan? How virtuous and capable is this kid? He can actually attract three parties to protect him. Or he made a bet before he officially entered cultivation."
"Who told you it was a tripartite force? Have you forgotten the mark between this kid's eyebrows?" The young man in the robe sneered.
"That one...it's hard to say, I think it's more like Tuogu." A thoughtful look flashed in Mr. Wu's eyes.
The young man in the robe waved his hand, "It's hard to say whether it's Tuogu or not. As long as that mountain is involved, nothing good will happen. These marks are not necessarily a good thing for this kid."
"It can be said that the people on that mountain top have nothing to gain. What's so good about this kid? He can't even squeeze out a few ounces of oil even if he's crushed and crushed. I really can't figure it out."
"I just can't figure it out. Which of the old monsters on that mountain are simple? Which of their schemes and transformations are ordinary?" The young man in the robe looked at him and said, "There is an interesting guy here."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in blue shirt suddenly appeared in the room.
Wearing a jade hairpin on the head and a gourd on the waist.
The man in green shirt was polite and bowed to the two of them as soon as he appeared: "I've met senior, I've met Mr. Wu."
The man in the robe nodded and said nothing.
But Mr. Wu looked surprised, "Why is it you?"
The man in green shirt smiled and said: "I have been staying in Yunshui City for a long time. I was just busy with trivial matters, so I never visited Mr. Wu. I happened to be free today, so I came to bother you."
Mr. Wu suddenly realized: "The last time we saw you, your cultivation has improved a lot. Even I couldn't detect the concealment technique."
The man in green shirt said modestly: "It's just a small skill, it can't be put on the stage."
The man in the robe chuckled and said: "The concealment technique that can deceive the world and hide the universe. If it is a small technique that cannot be put on the stage, then there will be no techniques in this world."
The man in the robe glanced out the window again, "And I think you came here today not for the so-called visit to Mr. Wu, but for that boy, right?"
Mr. Wu's eyes widened instantly, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Your Majesty, you really know things like a god, and your Dharma eyes are like a torch." The man in blue shirt did not deny it.
The surprise on Mr. Wu's face became even more intense, "You guys chose this guy?"
The man in green shirt smiled: "To be precise, he chose us, we just followed the trend."
what's the situation? Even that clan wants to get in on the act?
What's going on with this kid?
As if he knew what Mr. Wu was thinking, the man in green shirt pointed to the gourd on his waist, "I discovered him at first, and I just wanted to wait for him to grow up before telling the people in the clan. But later, the people in the clan The elder knew about this from nowhere, so he asked me to find an opportunity to bring him back to the clan. Even if it didn't work, at least let him go to the clan in the future so that the clan members could meet each other and recognize each other's faces. "
Elder Wu's breath was stagnant, "Which elder is it?"
The man in green shirt hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "It was decided unanimously by the elders of the whole clan."
The elders of the whole clan...
This is very chewy.
It can even be said that it can explain something very well.
Elder Wu wanted to ask something more, but the man in green shirt jumped the gun and said, "Old Elder Wu, I really can't say anything more. This is already a major secret of our clan. If it weren't for your Majesty and you, I really wouldn't be able to tell anyone else." I'll tell him this."
The man in the robe sneered, "I'm not too shy to listen."
The man in green shirt just smiled.
Mr. Wu suddenly thought of something, "Could it be that..."
The man in green shirt raised his hand to interrupt Mr. Wu, "Don't say anything Mr. Wu thinks of. No matter whether it's right or wrong, you will know in the future."
Only then did Mr. Wu shut his mouth.
The man in green shirt chuckled and said: "Then if nothing happens, Your Majesty and Mr. Wu will chat first. There is something else in the tavern, so I will take a step forward. If you are free, please come over with Your Majesty and Mr. Wu." Jiu Guan supports you, and Yaojiu Guan will always give you two free orders."
Mr. Wu said with a look of hindsight, "So you are the boss of Yaojiu Pavilion. This is so kind."
The man in green shirt bowed to the two of them and said goodbye. As soon as he came, he disappeared in the next second.
"He's an interesting person." The man in the robe turned the folding fan in his hand.
Mr. Wu nodded and said: "The Yaojiu Pavilion has been open in Yunshui City for many years, and I haven't even discovered him. It seems that he is different now."
"It's okay, but the drinks there are good."
"Really? Then you must find time to try it! It's free drinks anyway."
“It’s okay even if it’s not free, but with this addition, it has a little more flavor.”
"really."
