At the gate of Qianjia, an ordinary-looking young man in gray clothes was waiting with a wide smile on his face. He had an inexplicable confidence on his face, and exuded an unruly temperament.
"Yuying, I was just about to come in to see you, but I didn't expect you to come out just now. We are really destined." Qian Yuying just came out, and Ying Wuchou greeted her with a smile, looking very respectful.
Qian Yuying showed a polite smile and was about to speak when Ying Wuchou walked up to her with a big smile: "Yuying, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much!" After saying that, she opened her arms and said,
Qian Yuying gave Qian Yuying a hug. Because of his short stature, his head just happened to be pressed against Qian Yuying's chest. The soft touch made him smile happily. Qian Yuying smiled awkwardly and pushed Ying Wuchou away.
Ying Wuchou took advantage so blatantly, if it weren't for the fact that he and Qian Yu were good friends, Qian Yuying would have taken action long ago.
"Yuying, Xiangman Pavilion has recently released a new dish called Watch under the Desert. I heard that this dish has a unique taste. Are you willing to try it with me?" Ying Wuchou invited with a smile.
Qian Yuying shook her head, rejected Ying Wuchou's invitation, and then handed Ying Wuchou a note.
Ying Wuchou took the note with confusion and opened it. It read: Large intestine, I am still alive. See you at the same place. The signature was: Salted fish.
"Salted Fish" is the nickname given to Qianyu by Ying Wuchou, and Qianyu gave him the nickname "Large Intestine" because Ying Wuchou likes to eat the large intestines of animals.
"Xianyu is still alive?!" Ying Wuchou looked at Qian Yuying in disbelief and asked loudly.
Qian Yuying signaled him to keep his voice down. Ying Wuchou glanced at the two guards at the Qianjia Gate. They didn't know who the salted fish he was talking about was. He pulled Qian Yuying aside and asked quietly: "Yu Ying, this is
Is it serious?"
Qian Yuying nodded seriously.
"Haha, I knew Xianyu must still be alive!" Ying Wuchou laughed happily, "Good boy, you didn't even tell me that he was alive, I'll go find him now!"
After saying that, he left without looking back. Qian Yuying did not follow. Ying Wuchou had not seen Qianyu for two years. She must have a lot to say, so there was no need for her to disturb them.
Ying Wuchou was very happy and wished to see Qianyu right away. The old place Qianyu mentioned was a quaint-looking inn called Xiangman Pavilion. There were not many guests in Xiangman Pavilion, and the atmosphere was relatively lonely. Next door was a hotel
The brothel, named Huichun Building, has an endless stream of customers and is extremely popular, forming a sharp contrast with Xiangman Pavilion.
Qianyu was wearing tattered clothes, his face was smeared with yellow mud, and his hair was disheveled. He stood at the door of Xiangman Pavilion, like a beggar.
"Salted fish!" Ying Wuchou recognized Qianyu at a glance and rushed forward. Qianyu smiled faintly and said, "Dachang, long time no see."
"God! You are really alive! Why didn't you tell me?" Ying Wuchou hugged Qianyu, as if long-lost relatives suddenly met, and she almost shed tears of joy.
"Xianyu, how did you become like this? What have you experienced in the past two years? Why did you show up now? Why didn't you come to me since you are still alive?" Ying Wuchou asked a lot of questions.
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Qianyu said: "Don't be impatient, let's go in first, and I'll tell you slowly."
With that said, Ying Wuchou and Qianyu entered the inn, found a seat casually, and after ordering wine and food, the two started chatting. Qianyu briefly recounted what he had experienced in the Necromantic Abyss in the past two years.
, Ying Wuchou's expression changed from surprise to horror and then to admiration.
"Xianyu, I only have one word for you, I believe you!" Ying Wuchou picked up the big bowl, took a big sip of strong wine, and said, "You are so awesome. The only thing that can surpass you is my handsomeness.
Oh. Oh, it’s all God’s fault. He gave me a handsome and unrestrained body. No matter where I go, I can charm thousands of girls. In fact, I just want to be an ordinary person.”
Qianyu laughed dryly, Ying Wuchou's narcissism has not changed at all.
"Dachang, I came to you this time to ask you a favor."
"you say."
"Can you help me find the thousand-year-old ginseng?"
"Thousand-year-old ginseng?" Ying Wuchou frowned, "I seem to have heard of this thing..." Suddenly, he slapped his thigh and said, "I remembered it! Last month, Yuan Lie gave it to my father.
Among the gifts is this thousand-year-old ginseng!"
"Xianyu, what do you want this thing for?" Ying Wuchou guessed and said, "Is it used to break the "death aperture"?"
"No." Qianyu answered honestly, "I have broken the "death acupoint"."
"Really?!" Ying Wuchou expressed his surprise loudly, and all the guests in the inn looked at him as if they were a fool.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome guy?" Ying Wuchou glanced at everyone behind him angrily, and then continued chatting with Qianyu.
"I am here to cure my adoptive father's illness." Qianyu told Ying Wuchou the truth without any reservation.
"Oh..." Ying Wuchou nodded suddenly and said, "Don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me!"
"Large intestine, bring me a pill by the way. Any pill will do."
"Is it also used to treat Uncle Qian?"
"No." Qianyu shook his head. The Po Yuan Pill was damaged, and he was going to find a fake one to deceive Qian Yin.
"Okay." Ying Wuchou knew Qianyu would not reveal the reason, so he stopped asking.
"Dachang, don't tell anyone anything about me." Qianyu warned, "It's not convenient for me to show up right now."
"Okay." Although he didn't know why Qianyu did this, Ying Wuchou hesitated and agreed readily.
"Xianyu, where do you live now? Can I come to you?"
"I'm temporarily living in the back hill of Qianjia. Don't come looking for me." Qianyu smiled apologetically, "I will tell you when the time is right."
"Okay." Ying Wuchou looked a little disappointed. After being silent for a while, he suddenly suggested: "Xianyu, do you want to go next door to have a good time?"
"Forget it, we'll talk about it later when we have time." Qianyu still has many things to deal with and cannot relax too much.
In this way, the two of them continued to chat. After they had had enough wine and food, they went home respectively. Ying Wuyou agreed to Qianyu's request. After returning to the city lord's palace, they went straight to Ying Wuyou's study. Ying Wuyou took himself in
All the gifts that arrived are stored in the study room, and there are special personnel guarding the outside of the study room.
The study room is very spacious. Except for the two rows of bookshelves, the rest of the place is filled with all kinds of precious treasures from heaven and earth, gems, medicinal materials, weapons, elixirs, etc., which is dazzling.
Ying Wuchou entered the study room on the pretext of reading. He touched a pill and stuffed it into a mustard bag. After some searching, a ginseng plant about five inches long appeared in his sight. It was red in color and exuded.
Producing a touch of heat, this is the Millennium Yang Ginseng.
In order to prevent Ying Wuyou from discovering it, Ying Wuyou prepared an ordinary ginseng to replace the real thousand-year-old ginseng. He stuffed the thousand-year-old ginseng into a mustard seed bag and was about to leave the study when Ying Wuyou happened to come in.
"Dad?" Ying Wuchou smiled guiltily, his expression extremely unnatural.
Ying Wuyou could see Ying Wuyou's little thoughts at a glance and said seriously: "You brat, what do you want to steal from my study this time?"
"Dad, I...I just came to read a book."
"Reading?" Ying Wuyou's expression became more severe, "You brat, do you think I will believe your lies? Tell me, what did you steal this time!"
"I...I stole some jewelry and elixirs." Ying Wuchou lied.
"You have another gambling debt?"
"Yeah." Ying Wuchou nodded guiltily.
"Alas!" Ying Wuyou furrowed his brows and said angrily, "You are a prodigal, you spend your whole day gambling or whoring. If I die in the future, sooner or later the City Lord's Mansion will be defeated by you!"
"Is that enough?" After scolding, Ying Wuyou's expression gradually softened and he asked softly.
"What's enough?"
"Are the jewelry and elixirs you took enough to repay your gambling debt? If not, take more." Although Ying Wuyou was disappointed, Ying Wuyou only had his son after all, so he couldn't bear to punish him.
"That's enough, dad is the best to me, hehe." Ying Wuyou laughed twice luckily, and then walked out of the study, leaving Ying Wuyou in the room lamenting and sighing. (To be continued)