Author: Shangliu

Spring, Jiangnan.

The setting sun is like blood, the mountains and rivers are dyed red, and the signboard hanging in front of Laifu Restaurant reflects the dazzling golden light.

"Sir, I've been waiting for a long time. Your dishes are ready. These are the side dishes. I hope you'll come here often in the future."

"Okay, you go down."

The waiter nodded in agreement and was about to leave when he turned back and said, "Um, sir, looking at your attire, you must be from the world, right?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Master, don't get me wrong."

The waiter said quickly, "Our store just arrived at Tianji Pavilion's Jiang Hu Bao two days ago. I would like to ask if you need it?"

Long Peng was stunned for a moment, "How much is it?"

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief and extended his hand to make a gesture.

"One article?"

"No."

The waiter shook his head, "One or two."

When Long Peng heard this, his face turned slightly dark, "No more."

One tael of silver is enough to order another table of dishes and three to five bottles of wine. Isn’t this robbing people?!!

"This... uncle, you don't have money, do you?"

"What words!"

"I gave it, take two copies, settle the bill, and reward you with the rest."

But he saw Mu Wanqing dressed in black walking from the stairs and throwing out ten taels of silver.

"Okay, the heroine is awesome."

With a smile on his face, the waiter took the white silver ingot and happily ran to the counter. After a while, he brought two Jianghu newspapers.

"Hey, have we met Miss Mu again?"

"If we hadn't met, you probably wouldn't have been able to pay for the meal, right?"

Mu Wanqing crossed her arms and sat down calmly, "By the way, you are so good at martial arts, how come you are so poor?"

Long Peng pursed his lips, "It shouldn't have anything to do with having good martial arts and having money. Besides... I can afford to pay for the meal."

"Yeah?"

Mu Wanqing's eyes flashed, "I don't believe it."

"Ahem..."

Long Peng was drinking tea when he choked when he heard the words, "Believe it or not."

The words fall.

Long Peng lowered his head to eat, thinking in his mind whether he should find someone like a bandit to borrow some money to spend.

"Didn't you ask for a Jianghu newspaper? Why didn't you read it?"

"Um……"

Long Peng raised his head and picked up the Jiang Hu Bao beside the table.

[Shocked! Dali Tianlong Temple, a century-old temple, was destroyed overnight...]

[Beiqiao Fengnan Murong actually did such a shocking thing after meeting...]

[According to reliable news, a shocking battle broke out in the Dali Palace, with countless casualties. The reason turned out to be...]

[Scary! Ximen Chuixue, known as the Little Sword God, actually likes to blow blood...]

…

Looking at the headlines one after another, Long Peng's head was full of black lines, "Have the trend of Jianghu newspapers been so wild in the past two years?"

Mu Wanqing watched with interest and suddenly asked, "Hey, I remember you said you were from the Tomb Sect, right?"

Long Peng raised his head slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Look at this."

Mu Wanqing pointed at one of the articles, Long Peng's eyebrows were furrowed and her phoenix eyes were half-closed, "There was a competition to recruit a bride, but the senior sister managed to sort it out..."

"Who is the leader of your Tomb Sect? Is your martial arts very high?"

Long Peng raised his head slightly and said calmly, "It won't be a problem if I touch and beat you ten times."

"You...you did it on purpose!"

"It's just telling the truth."

Long Peng ate the food slowly and then said, "Miss Mu, please listen to some advice and don't go to Mantuo Villa. With your little martial arts skills, there is no chance of killing Mrs. Wang."

"It's okay if you fail. If you lose your life, you will regret it."

"You just look down on my martial arts so much?"

"hehe……"

Long Peng didn't answer, and continued to read the Jianghu newspaper, "Wait until I finish eating, then lift the table. Don't worry."

"snort!"

Mu Wanqing snorted coldly and was not in the mood to eat anymore. She picked up the long sword on the table and turned around to leave.

"Next time we meet, Long will invite you back."

"Go away, never see you again!"

Long Peng smiled. He finished the food on the table slowly and quickly. It was getting late. He shrugged his shoulders and looked at a manor in the distance surrounded by mountains and rivers.

"Senior sister, this residence is surrounded by willows and green water. When spring comes, the buildings are full of flowers. There is spring scenery everywhere. It is really a good place."

Long Peng muttered a few words and walked towards Chixia Village.

Several months.

Relying on Beiming's inner strength, which is more than a century old, Long Peng has already penetrated all the eight extraordinary meridians. At the end of last year, he even opened up the "Xuan Guan Qiao" outside the body and entered the ultimate state of acquired heaven.

Next, you only need to successfully condense any one of the three "Jing Qi Shen" flowers, and you will have entered the innate realm.

…

…

Dong dong dong...

The knocking on the door echoed in the night, dark and long, a bit scary.

"Who...who?"

A childish voice mixed with fear sounded, and only the sound of "squeak--" was heard. The door slowly opened, and a little girl with unkempt hair and a face covered with dust appeared.

She carefully raised her head and looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the dragon pendant.

"Who are you?"

Long Peng frowned slightly, "Go and tell you... the owner of the village said that her junior brother has arrived."

"Li Mochou is not here, please come back."

The little girl said that and was about to close the door. Long Peng stretched out his hand to stop her, "Little girl, besides you, is there anyone else in your village?"

The little girl was about to reply when a soft voice came from behind her, "Junior sister, who is outside the door, master?"

"No, senior sister, it's a man."

"man……?"

Following the light footsteps, a young Taoist nun with almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks walked out.

"You are...little uncle!"

Long Peng was slightly startled and smiled, "Senior nephew, where is your master?"

"Master, she has gone out."

Hong Lingbo smiled like spring water, "Junior uncle, come in quickly and talk, um... junior sister, hurry up and call someone."

The little girl raised her head in confusion, saw Long Peng looking at her, and quickly lowered her head, bowed her hands and bowed in a salute.

"Disciple Lu Wushuang, pay your respects to my junior uncle."

"No need to be polite."

Long Peng nodded, showing a clear expression, and followed Hong Lingbo to the door.

"Junior sister, go get tea and the cakes that senior sister bought."
To be continued...