Zhou Han and Yu Luoxia left, and their destination was still the west, the area where the Tiandao Alliance was rumored to be under martial law.

What they didn't know was that the cheerful Mr. Feng San, who had charged them several hundred copper coins, was drinking leisurely in a restaurant.

He does not drink by himself, but there are only a few people in the world who can sit at the same table and drink with him.

That person is naturally Wu'an Sword Immortal Shang Yunjian.

He originally planned to go to Zhanlu Mountain first and ask those old men to recast the Chongming Sword again. When he felt the familiar atmosphere of Shang in the city, he "invited" him to the restaurant without any courtesy.

A jar of wine, two bowls, and a few dishes of side dishes, that's everything on the table.

Simple and plain.

Feng Liangjie looked at Shang Yunjian with a wry smile and said, "Can't you treat me properly? This little thing is not enough to fill the gap between your teeth."

"We are just drinking, not eating, so why do we need so much?" Shang Yunjian filled up the wine for him and said, "Besides, you have been working in your profession for so long, how can you not have money to eat well?"

Feng Liangjie suddenly remembered the good old days when she relied on fortune telling to maintain half of the village's livelihood. Then she touched her graying hair and sighed: "Sometimes I really envy you guys who have such an ageless appearance."

Their bowls collided in the air and some wine spilled out.

Shang Yunjian drank the contents of the cup in one gulp and said, "It's not because you didn't practice spiritual power at the beginning and you revealed the secrets of heaven many times."

Feng Liangjie stood up, pointed at Shang Yunjian with a slightly trembling finger, and said helplessly: "If I hadn't gone crazy with you, would I have aged so much?"

Shang Yunjian didn't speak, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Feng Liang Jie has been in this world for fifty-nine years, and he will be sixty years old in one month. Although he is indeed an old man, he has so many wrinkles on his face that it is not an exaggeration to think that he is a centenarian.

Because of his appearance and strong body, he has been cheating by claiming to be a living god all year round, and many people have always been fooled.

Because of this appearance, he almost never tells the truth when he reads people's fortunes.

After taking a sip of warm wine, Feng Liangjie coughed twice and said with a smile: "So you have to be nicer to me, an old man, and treat me to a nice meal by the way."

Shang Yunjian threw a few peanuts into his mouth and heard

Feng Liangjie’s answer was simply: “It can’t be done.”

Feng Liangjie was dissatisfied and asked: "Why?"

"No money."

Feng Liangjie said with a joking smile: "A powerful swordsman with no shore, wandering around in the mortal world without any money?"

Shang Yunjian asked: "You are already an immortal, why do you bring so many vulgar things?"

Feng Liang's smile became narrower and narrower, and he said: "You were detained by senior sister, right?"

Shang Yunjian rolled his eyes at him and said, "Just know it in your heart and don't say it out loud."

His eyes stayed on Feng Liangjie's face for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said, "Are you being reckless again?"

"I can't hide it from you." Feng Liangjie poured himself a glass of wine and said after finishing it, "I met an interesting kid and gave him a few pointers."

Shang Yunjian stared into his eyes and said seriously: "Fortunately, my life will be shortened."

Feng Liangjie shook his head and retorted: "It will not shorten your life if you tell the heavens, but it will only if you reveal the secrets of heaven."

"That will also cause great damage to your body. Now you..."

"What does my body have to do with you?" Feng Liang couldn't help but put the peanuts into his mouth. Soon a whole plate of peanuts went into his stomach, leaving not a single one for Shang Yunjian. "

If you really care about me, treat me to a nice meal."

Shang Yunjian sighed and said, "Okay."

He always felt guilty about Feng Liang Jie.

If it hadn't been for that year, after that incident happened, he went up to Lingxiao Peak with a sword, split the Holy Pavilion in half, and reluctantly snatched back the relics of his old friend, Momei Villa would not have been attacked by the Holy Pavilion. Feng

There is no need to overdraw your longevity to change your destiny during the bright festival, and you will no longer be able to meet the path of immortality.

Although he knew that even if he didn't go, Shengge would take action against Momei Villa, but he couldn't get rid of this knot in his heart.

Shang Yunjian jumped out of the restaurant and not long after, he returned to the wine table with a large amount of money.

Feng Liangjie saw that the scabbard on his waist was empty, and immediately understood what had happened, and sighed sadly: "Master, if he knew that you had ruined Mo Li so much, he would definitely have you executed directly. This meal seems to me

I can’t eat it.”

"Tell me a place. If you ask for a treat, I'll treat you." Shang Yunjian drank the remaining wine in the jar and stretched out his hand towards Feng Liangjie.

Feng Liangjie chuckled and said:

“I heard the braised duck at Xinhua Building in Zhongzhou City is delicious.”

"You're really rude." Shang Yunjian chuckled, but still didn't take back his outstretched hand.

Feng Liangjie's expression changed, and he asked tentatively: "You don't want me to pay for the drink, do you?"

Shang Yunjian nodded matter-of-factly and said, "I'll pay for the big meal, but you have to pay for the small one, isn't that true?"

Feng Liangjie clapped his hands and laughed loudly. He slapped a few strings of copper coins on the table and said, "That's a good thing."

A gust of breeze passed through the hall, and the two of them were no longer where they were. Only the two strings of copper coins on the table and the wine stains on the table showed that there were still guests sitting at the table before.

No more or less copper coins, just two hundred coins.

At this moment, a commotion broke out in a shop that had just received a good sword.

The boss was still happy that he had collected a peerless sword for only fifty taels, but now he could only sit on the ground and beat his chest, look at the holes in the wall and cry uncontrollably, cursing that it was immoral.

The practitioner is not a thing.

…

The moon has not yet risen from Dongshan, Shang Yunjian and Feng Liangjie are already sitting in the Xinhua Building, launching an offensive over a table full of more than a dozen dishes.

Within half an hour, there was only a mess on the table.

Feng Liangjie patted her belly with satisfaction and praised: "This is the right place."

Shang Yunjian also had to admit that the food here tastes really good, and you really get what you pay for.

"For the sake of your meal, I'll give you a free sentence."

Shang Yunjian waved his hand and said: "No need, I don't want you to live a few more years."

"Don't worry, it's just a suggestion." Feng Liangjie pointed out the window and said with a smile, "After you come back from Zhanlu Mountain, you'd better go there and take a look. Remember to look carefully."

Shang Yunjian wondered: "Did that kid run to the west?"

Feng Liangjie smiled and shook his head, looking like a charlatan: "Don't say it, don't say it."

Shang Yunjian knew that if he told him, he would really be punished by heaven, so he didn't ask further questions and turned around to leave with the breeze.

Feng Liangjie glanced sideways out of the window to confirm that Shang Yunjian was really gone. The smile on his face became more subtle, and he said to himself: "Shang Yunjian, Shang Yunjian, I wonder if you will react when you see that kid?"

Will you be shocked?"
Chapter completed!