When Lin Mu sat down, a thousand meters away from him, a middle-aged man's body suddenly stiffened.
At the same moment, Lin Mu noticed something, looked at the middle-aged man, and couldn't help but laugh.
This middle-aged man is clearly Zhang Chen.
At this time, Zhang Chen was sitting with a young man, and seemed to be using the competition between the two masters on the ring to teach the young man.
Lin Mu could guess without even thinking that this young man was probably Zhang Luo, Zhang Chen's son.
Only then did he realize that Zhang Chen's son was indeed in Mingcheng.
Seeing that it was Lin Mu, Zhang Chen looked very unhappy.
"Luo'er, please carefully observe the competition below and then understand it carefully."
After patting Zhang Luo on the shoulder, Zhang Chen sent a message to Lin Mu: "Lin Mu, didn't you say you wouldn't hurt my son?"
"Did I hurt him?"
Lin Mu said calmly.
"You don't have it now, but if you didn't have this idea, why would you come to Mingcheng?"
Zhang Chen said.
"Just passing by."
Lin Mu's tone did not fluctuate.
Zhang Chen obviously didn't believe what he said: "I said, if you want to kill me, you can do it at any time, but don't embarrass Luo'er. I also gave you the Geshi Sutra. What are you going to do?"
Lin Mu shook his head, not interested in explaining to the other party: "Believe it or not."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and his thoughts filled the entire Ming City.
Countless voices and thoughts poured into his mind like a tide.
As a being that is infinitely close to Da Luo, his thinking speed is extraordinary.
With such a huge amount of content and information, an ordinary person’s mind would probably be overwhelmed.
But Lin Mu can process tens of thousands of messages every moment, usually sorting through millions of messages in one second, and filtering out the information about Naxian Zhuang Pavilion.
Ten minutes later, he had countless information about Naxian Village.
Standing behind Naxian Village is the second prince of Dayan Ancient Kingdom.
The strongest person is Cang Hua, the owner of Naxian Village, who is also known as the ancient ancestor, that is, a half-step Daluo.
Under the Cang Hua, there are five Dzogchen Ancestors.
Deputy owner Meng Jie ranked second, and Nalan Xudu ranked fifth.
In addition, there are nineteen other ancestors in Naxian Village, followed by eight hundred monarchs, tens of thousands of quasi-monarchs, and hundreds of thousands of venerables.
This is a real behemoth.
In Mingcheng, there is a branch of Naxianzhuang, located in Tongcheng Restaurant.
Tongcheng Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Mingcheng.
The whole body of the restaurant is made of bronze, and because of its huge area, it is called the "Bronze City".
After gathering enough information, Lin Mu didn't stay in the martial arts hall any longer and got up to go out.
When Zhang Chen saw it, he quickly followed him with Zhang Luo. He was really worried until he understood Lin Mu's purpose.
Lin Mu walked straight and soon arrived at Tongcheng Restaurant.
This restaurant is really grand, extremely lively inside, and business is booming.
After finding a seat in the restaurant and ordering some drinks and snacks, Lin Mu began to observe the restaurant.
He wanted to see if there would be any teleportation array in this restaurant that could lead directly to Naxian Village.
To his disappointment, there was no teleportation array inside.
But when he thought about it carefully, Lin Mu felt relieved.
In a place like the ancient world, the laws of space are powerful, and the cost of deploying a teleportation array is also greater.
Any teleportation array is probably worth a fortune, and the entire Naxianzhuang branch together is probably not worth even one teleportation array, let alone the layout.
Not long after Lin Mu entered the restaurant, Zhang Chen came in with Zhang Luo.
In Zhang Chen's opinion, since he couldn't avoid Lin Mu, he might as well follow Lin Mu and see what Lin Mu was going to do.
Lin Mu didn't take this to heart.
Although he admires Zhang Chen, he has no time to pay attention to Zhang Chen at the moment. To him, Zhang Chen is far less important than Hidden Night Mirror.
He called the waiter from the restaurant and said directly: "I want to see your shopkeeper."
"Sir, our shopkeeper is very busy. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
The waiter said.
Lin Mu glanced at him, took out a piece of letter paper, scribbled down a few lines, and handed it over: "I'll give this greeting card to your shopkeeper."
"Okay..."
The waiter took the greeting card, glanced at it, and immediately shook his palm, almost throwing away the greeting card.
"Sir, this joke is not a good one."
The waiter looked at Lin Mudao.
What was written on the greeting card was, "In three days, I will be visiting Naxian Village in person. Canghua, are you ready? Sign it - Lin Mu."
The waiter didn't know who Lin Mu was, but the name "Canghua" was recognized by everyone in the ancient country of Dayan.
An unknown person wanted to visit Cang Hua and asked Cang Hua if she was ready. From the waiter's point of view, Lin Mu was obviously joking.
"You only need to hand this greeting card to your shopkeeper."
Lin Mu said calmly.
"Sir, I advise you to think twice."
The waiter said helplessly: "Our shopkeeper is different from me. I am just a waiter, but he is a real disciple of Naxian Village. If your letter of greeting is seen by him, he may be very angry."
"What? Your Tongcheng Restaurant still cares about who the guests send greeting cards to?"
Lin Mu Road.
"Okay, I'm afraid of you, but I declare in advance that you will bear all the consequences yourself."
The waiter was obviously a little angry and left with Lin Mu's invitation.
Not long after, a fat, wealthy man walked over under the leadership of the waiter.
The rich man looked gloomy and walked up to Lin Mu: "Did you write this greeting note?"
"good."
Lin Mu looked calm.
"Tear up this greeting card yourself, and I can pretend that nothing happened."
The way of a rich man.
"Are you the shopkeeper of Tongcheng Restaurant?"
Lin Mu asked.
"It's me."
The rich man snorted coldly.
"I will give you a greeting card to your village owner. You just hand it over directly. Otherwise, it will ruin your village owner's important event. Can you bear the responsibility?"
Lin Mu smiled.
"It seems that you don't intend to repent?"
The rich man's face became even darker, "What kind of person is our owner? You can see him whenever you want? Since you are a guest, I won't do anything to you. Please leave here. You are not welcome in our Tongcheng Restaurant."
Lin Mu sighed.
"This is it."
Just as he sighed, there was a noise outside.
Then, a group of cultivators with fierce auras walked in from outside the door.
"People from Meiyuan?"
When the rich man saw it, his pupils shrank and his face became solemn. He immediately left Lin Mu behind and approached him: "What are you doing in Meiyuan? This is our Naxian Village, so please respect yourselves."
"Zeng Feng, I'm not interested in coming to your little restaurant to cause trouble. I'm just here to see someone."
A cold voice sounded.
"Wu Pei! Is that you?"
The rich man was even more shocked.
He is just a monarch, who can compare with Wu Pei.
Wu Pei is the ancestor of Dzogchen and the core high-level executive of Meiyuan. Their status is that one is in heaven and the other is on earth.
But he couldn't figure out how a big shot like Wu Pei could come to a small place like Tongcheng Restaurant.