Yidongtian Teahouse is an old teahouse that was opened in Tongzhi years. The boss behind it is none other than the famous Hongmen teahouse.
This teahouse is located in the concession area of Shanghai City. On weekdays, most of the people who come to have tea are green-skinned gangsters or guys who do hard work on the docks.
But even those gangsters who were fearless had to give a thumbs up and secretly shout "Hello" when they saw Ender's hairstyle.
In the Qing Dynasty, if you lost the pig tail on your head, you would be in conflict with the court.
How could this rebellion be so blatant? It was all done secretly. If the court discovered it, your head would be lost.
In the concession, those foreigners had great power, but if the court requested it, it would be easy for the foreign patrols to arrest them.
Before Ander's feet even touched the ground, the waiter in the shop reacted immediately. He leaned down with a crying face and begged to Ander:
"Sir, please go elsewhere. Our place is small, how can we accommodate a big fish like yours?"
Ender didn't care whether the place was small or not, he shook off the waiter and walked inside.
Those green-skinned hooligans all looked straight at this young man with foreign hair, trying to figure out who he was.
And some clever ones have already sneaked out, planning to go to the Yamen to ask for a reward. The revolutionary faction is worth a lot of money.
The teahouse manager was a person who knew the importance of things. He grabbed the waiter with a grimace and gave him some instructions.
The waiter didn't dare not listen, so he came to Ander's side with a smile and asked:
"Master, what would you like to drink?"
Ander casually asked for some tea. After a while, the waiter brought some tea sets and made tea for Ander with a smile.
Ender didn't say anything, but grabbed the waiter who was about to leave. With a move of his finger, an eagle was stuffed into the waiter's hand.
The waiter quickly leaned down and Ander whispered in his ear:
"I'm looking for a hero from the Tiandihui. Please ask the shopkeeper if he can recommend him to me."
There are no ordinary people who open a teahouse in a place like this. If you want to find the Tiandihui, you have to rely on people like this.
The waiter's heart trembled, thinking that this man was really not afraid of death, he didn't have pigtails, and he still had to ask the Heaven and Earth Society for help. He really felt that he couldn't die quickly enough.
The waiter took the money and hurried to the counter. After whispering to the shopkeeper, he watched the fat shopkeeper in a mandarin jacket walking quickly.
The man in the mandarin jacket took out a pack of foreign cigarettes, knocked out one and handed it to Ander.
Ender could tell that this man must have some relationship with the Heaven and Earth Society. If he was so arrogant, ordinary people would have called for patrols and arrested him.
Ender took the cigarette, blocked the sight of outsiders with his body, read a dragon sentence, and flames appeared on his fingers.
The word spirit obtained from the red dragon finally came into use.
The man was shocked when he saw the flames on Ander's hand. He knew that this kind of person was precious and he couldn't afford to offend him.
"You come with me..."
Ander followed the mandarin jacket out of the back door of the teahouse, while the tea drinkers on the first floor were all wondering which kind of immortal was here today.
At this time, the waiter walked to the door and shouted to all the guests:
"Dear gentlemen, the store is inconvenient today and has to close early. Please bear with me."
Following the waiter's shouting, those idle green men also stood up one by one, smiling and helping the store drive away customers.
After a while, the bustling teahouse became deserted.
The waiter carried the ladder outside, took down the "Yidongtian" sign, and left through the back door.
A few hours later, the concession police rushed into the cave, but the teahouse was already empty, and there was nothing left...
On the other side, Ander followed the mandarin and piled into a rickshaw. The two of them sat in the same car, which seemed a bit crowded.
"What kind of hero are you? Do you have a flat waist?"
Waist level is the certificate of membership in Hongmen, and Ander naturally does not have this thing.
"Come from overseas, just returned to China"
Ender replied tentatively, wanting to find out more about the man first.
"That's a scholar who has studied abroad. I wonder what you want to do when you come back?"
Wearing a mandarin, he kept chatting with Ander, wanting to know more news.
"Are you from the Tiandihui?"
Na Ma Gua waved his hand and said:
"You don't know something. Now everyone calls it Hongmen. It will be too conspicuous to the world and it will easily cause trouble."
Ender looked at the man in the mantle. This guy's status in the Tiandihui must not be low.
"So you are still the leader of the Tiandihui?"
"I am the head of the Shanghai family's back hall, in charge of logistics and purchasing."
"You, the master of the hall, are still the keeper of a teahouse?"
"You don't know something. Yidongtian is the three-foot-six (referring to the hidden club) of the Three Points Club (Hongmen) in Shanghai. Where would I go if I wasn't there?"
Ender didn't expect that he would casually find a site belonging to the Tiandihui. The man in front of him seemed to have a high status.
"You should know who I'm looking for."
The mandarin shrunk and replied:
"You should find someone from the Demon Slayer Hall, but..."
Ma Gua obviously didn't want to take Ander to the Demon Slayer Hall.
Seeing that the mandarin jacket was unwilling to cooperate, Ander blinked, and his black eyes turned into golden vertical pupils.
Ender stared at the mantle and quietly released a little dragon power. This trick was very useful in many cases.
"You should know the consequences of offending me. Take me to the Demon Slayer Hall."
Under the pressure of the real dragon, his legs in the mandarin trembled, and without thinking carefully, he told the rickshaw driver in front of him an address.
Along the way, Ender asked Ma Gua some more questions, and finally found out what the Demon Slayer Hall was.
In China, demons appear from time to time. Those demons are extremely powerful and can fly over walls and walls. Only demon slayers can deal with them. Naturally, there are demon slayers in the Tiandihui. They have established a separate hall, which is called the Demon Slayer Hall.
It seems that China has a separate set of names for mixed-bloods. Those dead servants are called demons, and the mixed-races in the country are called demon-slayers.
Ma Guao didn't know much about the Demon Slayer Hall. He only knew that the master of the Demon Slayer Hall was named Lu Shanyan, whose courtesy name was Boping. He was a very powerful person.
"I heard that he is a scholar who has studied abroad, just like you."
Ander didn't expect to hear Lu Shanyan's name in a place like this. It seemed that Lu Shanyan's identity was indeed not simple.
The rickshaw driver walked swiftly and led the two of them to a Taoist temple on the outskirts of the city.
Ma Guo led Ander through the Taoist temple to the backyard, pointed to a remote house, and said:
"Hero, the Demon Slayer Hall is stationed here. It won't be convenient for me to go there from now on. You can go by yourself."
Mandarin ran out in a hurry, as if he was afraid of getting into any trouble.
Ender walked into the house, and there was only one man sitting cross-legged on the ground. His upper body was naked, showing his strong muscles. A pair of golden vertical pupils stared at Ender, like a violent beast.
"Are you in charge here?" Ender asked.
But the man's words shocked Ander:
"Mr. Luander, we have been waiting for you for a long time."