His eyes quickly moved away from Lin Feiyang and Zhang Yishan, and fell on the honest middle-aged man.
The honest middle-aged man stood silently.
The waiter who ran away earlier came over and whispered: "Uncle..."
"Um."
"Are we exposed?" The waiter has a pretty face and a well-behaved appearance. At first glance, you will feel that there is no threat, he is very comfortable and trustworthy.
"How do you say this?" the honest middle-aged man said calmly.
He just lost his honest smile and suddenly became majestic, as if he was a different person. Smiling and not smiling were completely different.
So he usually smiles a lot to dilute his temperament.
"How did that guy know about us..." The waiter lowered his voice: "How did he know about Yuquan Tower?...I don't think he said it casually. Not many people here know about Yuquan Tower."
Although Yuquanlou is a well-known restaurant in Tianjing, this is Shenjing, and it has disdain for Dayong, so of course it will not care about Tianjing's restaurants.
And in order not to attract attention, after they took over the place a few days ago, they did not rush to improve the dishes and so on, but still maintained a state of survival.
But after all, the cooking skills were good, even if they were so-so, they were still better than before, which attracted Zhang Yishan to reward him with a piece of silver.
"Uncle, would you like...?" The handsome waiter gently swung his hand.
The honest middle-aged man shook his head slowly.
The waiter said in confusion: "Uncle, can we really forget it?"
"Think again." The honest middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
The waiter was even more puzzled.
He felt that there was no need to take this kind of threat seriously, and it was only proper to kill Zhang Yishan directly and take revenge.
Then take root here.
Now Dayong and Dayun both have roots in the inner valley of Huangquan Valley. Even if they offend any court, there are still two places to retreat.
This will ensure that the inheritance of the inner valley of Huangquan Valley will never be cut off, and there will always be a way out and a sense of security.
"I think this time is not easy." The honest middle-aged man looked at his puzzled expression and shook his head. He was very optimistic about this young nephew and patiently gave him guidance: "Think about it, how did he find us?"
"This..." The waiter hesitated.
He also felt weird.
You must know that the uncle's poison technique has reached the level of being traceless. Not to mention the grand master, even the grand master cannot feel the poison and will die silently.
Zhang Yishan is just an ordinary master, it is impossible to discover him.
What's more, the day of poisoning and the day of poisoning are far apart, so it will never arouse suspicion, let alone come here.
"He has an expert's guidance behind him." The honest middle-aged man said lightly: "And this expert also knows about Yuquan Tower."
"Find that expert and kill him?" the waiter whispered.
"Then let's see how tall this expert is." The honest middle-aged man smiled slightly: "If he is really strong enough, then we don't mind recruiting him as reinforcement. If he is not strong enough..."
"But Waigu's revenge..." The waiter asked in confusion: "Are we really not going to avenge it?"
"This time, I have avenged Waigu."
"But……"
"Zhang Yishan has died once, but he was saved." The honest middle-aged man smiled: "Zhang Yishan is not an ordinary person who can't be saved."
"As far as I know, he was saved by using the sacred water from the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple." The waiter whispered: "Uncle, I have obtained a bottle of this sacred water, do you want to try it?"
"Yeah." The honest middle-aged man nodded.
The waiter quickly ran away, brought a bottle of divine water, and carefully handed it to the honest middle-aged man.
The honest middle-aged man took it, opened it, poured a small mouthful into his mouth, slowly felt it, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The waiter stared at him closely.
After a while, the honest middle-aged man shook his head: "No, this can't cure my poison."
"But it's obviously the poison that was decomposed by this divine water." The waiter said softly, "Uncle, I saw it with my own eyes."
He suddenly said: "Oh, I see, he used two bottles."
"...Not even two bottles." The honest middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Not to mention two bottles, not even three bottles of this magical water."
The waiter said doubtfully: "That's strange. I clearly saw them taking out the second bottle and feeding it, and then it was fine."
"That shouldn't be divine water." The honest young man laughed and said, "I have found this expert."
"who?"
"Fakong."
"The divine monk Fakong?" The waiter said in surprise: "But Zhang Yishan and the divine monk Fakong should not have any friendship. One is from the Southern Supervision Department and the other is from Daxueshan. It is best not to deal with the two families."
Since they came to Daqian, of course they had a clear understanding of Daqian's sect relationships, and knew the subtle relationship between the Southern Supervision Department and the three major sects.
The Southern Supervisory Department wants to unify the martial arts world, how can the three sects just sit idly by and ignore it?
It must have been blocked by hundreds of people.
"Everything in the world is impermanent, and we cannot treat everything with common sense." The honest middle-aged man said lightly: "Just like when we poison, two medicinal materials that are often unrelated to each other can be brought together, and they can also exert their effects. magical effect."
"Yes." The waiter agreed obediently: "Uncle, do we want to investigate this divine monk Fa Kong?"
"It is said that he has great supernatural powers." The honest middle-aged man frowned and muttered.
Fa Kong smiled when he saw this.
This guy is not stupid, he finally understands himself.
If the inner valley of Huangquan Valley also surrenders to Prince Chun's Mansion, then he will never let them know about him. But as far as he knows, the inner valley of Huangquan Valley is different from the outer valley and will never surrender to any force.
They are a reclusive sect.
Once one surrenders to a certain force, the idea of seclusion is ridiculous. If the foundation of a clan is shaken, it will be the source of destruction.
Fakong knew these secrets through Gongsun Yuanhua of the Netherworld Sect.
Netherworld Sect, Huangquan Valley, and the Demon Sect of Daqian, there is even a lineage that is hidden in the world without a trace. The ancient Demon Sect's inheritance should not be underestimated.
Fakong has a good understanding of Huangquan Valley through the Netherworld Sect.
Fakong felt that the inner valley of Huangquan Valley was very similar to himself. He was willing to sacrifice his own life and did not advocate physical courage.
It's because good times are ahead for me. As I live longer, I will naturally become stronger and stronger, and eventually no one will be able to match me.
As for the inner valley of Huangquan Valley, preservation of inheritance is the most important thing.
This is also the reason why he thinks he can resolve the grudges. As long as the inner valley of Huangquan Valley knows that if they offend him, they are in danger of destruction, they will have some scruples, and even turn enemies into friends and secretly help him.
This is his plan. Whether the inner valley of Huangquan Valley will be on the road depends on how it develops.
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"Great magical power?" The waiter said softly: "Uncle, he does seem to have magical powers. Everyone is talking about it."
"Who has seen his magical powers?"
"No." The waiter shook his head and said: "Anyway, no one can tell clearly what magical powers he has, but the Buddha's mantra is really powerful. Master, you hadn't come here at that time. I saw with my own eyes how Daxue was begged down. ,Really are……"
He spoke, shook his head and sighed, with a look of confusion and fascination.
If he didn't see it with his own eyes or what others said, he would never believe it and would sneer at it, feeling confused and deceived.
"Is this holy monk really so powerful?"
"It is indeed beyond imagination," the waiter said softly: "Anyway, I have never seen such a person in Dayong and Dayun."
"It seems like we need to think about it carefully." The honest middle-aged man frowned and said, "If this person is behind Zhang Yishan, then everything will make sense."
"Um--?"
"Zhang Yishan's ability is not enough to escape safely after killing Waigu without any flaws." The honest middle-aged man shook his head: "Most people in Prince Chun's Palace thought it was Dayun who did it, and even all the people thought it was Dayun who did it. cloud."
"Fooled everyone."
"Even the emperor of Daqian probably wouldn't be able to destroy Waigu without leaving any traces."
"Could it be that this holy monk helped?"
"That must be the case."
"But why?"
"Because of compassion?" The honest middle-aged man said calmly: "I knew that sooner or later, Waigu would have such a day, which would hurt Tianhe and would definitely be counterattacked."
Inner Valley and Outer Valley have completely different styles of behavior. Inner Valley pursues harmony and goes with the flow without harming the harmony of the world.
Waigu is particular about acting against nature.
In the end, he was backlashed by heaven and earth and provoked a powerful person like Fakong. In the end, he was wiped out and his inheritance was cut off.
It's really frustrating to say.
However... it would be unwise to confront someone like Fakong Divine Monk for Waigu.
In the final analysis, although they come from the same source, Waigu has gradually broken away from control, has established its own business, and is no longer controlled by Inner Valley.
There is no need for them to avenge them.
If the ordinary characters are okay, but they endanger the safety of the inner valley, they must not be provoked just because they want to avenge the outer valley.
Killing Zhang Yishan once, regardless of whether he died or not, is already the end of benevolence and justice.
"Uncle, so we are not hostile to Divine Monk Fa Kong?" the waiter asked softly.
The honest middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I want to discuss it with them, I can't make my own decision...what do you think?"
"I think it's really not appropriate to offend Divine Monk Fa Kong." The waiter nodded hurriedly: "They say he has supernatural powers. If he didn't have supernatural powers, he would have been exposed long ago. How can there be no reason for making such groundless claims? We can't figure out what this Divine Monk is. The bottom line is, how much ability does he have?"
Seeing the honest middle-aged man listening carefully, he perked up and continued, "What's more important is that he knows about Yuquan Tower."
He shook his head: "As far as I know, uncle, it seems that no outsider knows about our Yuquan Tower. How did he know? I definitely don't believe him if he says he has no magical powers!"
"You're looking good, kid." The honest middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and turned back to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, the honest middle-aged man discussed it with four middle-aged men who were chopping vegetables, and finally decided to take a look.
Don't offend this holy monk first.
Let's look at the future development. If this holy monk is really capable, then forget it. If he is just trying to scare people, then he will settle the score later.
This is the safest.
Just as they made this decision, someone appeared again in Yanyu Tower, it was Lin Feiyang.
The waiter came up to me with a smile and was about to speak.
Lin Feiyang said: "I just came here to tell you that one of your chefs at Dayun Mingquan House will be in danger in three days, and his life may not be saved."
After he said that, he turned around and left.
"Hey, hey, hey..." The waiter hurriedly chased him out, only to find that Lin Feiyang was nowhere to be seen.
The waiter walked back to the kitchen and told the honest middle-aged man this.
Four middle-aged men who were chopping vegetables looked over.
"This is a pretense." A middle-aged man said dissatisfiedly: "That's nonsense. It's not like you're in danger."
The honest middle-aged man frowned and thought.
The waiter said softly: "Uncle, that is Lin Feiyang, the attendant of the divine monk."