When Yao Youyou saw that the students from Beijing Normal University could be respectful to Tu Tuqiao, she felt a little funny.

Yao Youyou began to interact with those fitness coaches. This woman knew that those fitness coaches were mainly for singles and those male coaches with good figures.

Although they are not well-educated, these people have a mouth that can describe straw as gold bars.

Next to Beihua Normal University, there is a gangster named Qiao Dongjin. This gangster is from Liaodong Province and he speaks a lot of bad words.

He took a fancy to Yao Youyou. Qiao Dongjin relied on his skills to make several brainless rich women obey him. Qiao Dongjin relied on this to make a lot of money.

That Yao Youyou is a celebrity from Beijing Normal University. This woman is full of longing for the future, but some of the longings are not realistic.

The fitness coach stared at Yao Youyou with malicious intentions, but the woman thought that the fitness coach was for his own good. Tu Tuqiao and He Boge did not use carriage mounts along the way, but only used their magical powers to gallop. They left Qianshan County within one day and Jiangnan West Road in three days. Within a few days, the two had already run hundreds of miles.

On this day, they entered the boundary of Jinghu North Road and walked along the official road. After walking through a village, Tutu Bridge suddenly slowed down and shouted excitedly. He Boge looked forward and found that there was a small restaurant hidden by the bamboo forest next to the official road in the distance. This restaurant was just a thatched hut, which was not large in scale, but had a unique rural atmosphere. A pole of apricot blossoms in front of the house was swaying in the wind, accompanied by the fragrance of wine. It was very attractive for those travelers who were walking dry.

Tu Tuqiao was very frustrated all the way. He wanted to talk to He Boge about his Ziyang pen, but who knew that He Boge was a dull gourd, quiet and silent. Whenever he spoke, he was mostly saints, regulating qi and wise, which made Tu Tuqiao feel so frustrated. He was a handsome man, so how could he endure this loneliness? Finally, he saw a country tavern in front of him. How could he miss this great opportunity and not let the mellow wine pour the Yulei in his heart?

"Old Zhu, we have been running for a few days. Even if our legs are not tired, we have to loosen our muscles and bones. There is a restaurant in front of us. How about you and I go and rest for a while?" Tu Tuqiao said as he walked towards the other side. He Boge knew his temperament and was not embarrassed, so he simply said "Okay". Confucius said, "Only wine is too much to be messy." Occasionally, it is not harmful to drink.

The two of them took away their magical powers and returned to the official road. They walked into the restaurant side by side like two ordinary travelers. It was afternoon that day, and the sun was hot, and a waiter had already greeted them. They took them to pick up a cool table and first went to two cups of wells to dissolve the heat.

Tu Tuqiao drank the water in the cup in one go, slapped the table and asked the shop owner to quickly serve some wine and food. He Boge held the cup with both hands, sipped slowly, and was not anxious. Seeing Tu Tuqiao wearing official uniforms, the shop owner did not dare to neglect it, so he quickly sent two large bowls of wine and four plates of side dishes. Tu Tuqiao did not be polite to He Boge, and drank it himself.

They were eating when suddenly three people walked in outside the door. The three of them were all short-sized and wearing fan Yang hats and carrying bamboo book boxes. The round of the hats had plain white and thin cloth hanging down, and they couldn't see the face of the visitor clearly. As soon as the waiter came up, the person in charge said coldly: "Three bowls of clear water and six steamed buns." The waiter was very well-behaved. Seeing these people acting strangely, he didn't dare to talk much, so he quickly turned back to the kitchen. The three of them picked up a table and sat down, put the bamboo book box on the ground, but refused to take off the hats.

Tu Tuqiao was just drinking happily, suddenly "huh", put down the wine jar, and glanced at the three of them. He Bog also opened his eyes and looked at them, as if he had noticed something.

The three of them didn't pay any attention to Tu Tuqiao, He Boge, and just lowered their heads to drink water and chewed steamed buns.

One person suddenly said, "Uncle Shiqing, you are about to arrive in Suyang City. Do we need to make any preparations in advance?"

The leader snorted coldly: "Soldiers are very fast. Take a break here and then hurry up and try to enter the city in the evening. I don't believe that the Zhuge family is faster than us."

Another person said, "But the elders will arrive tomorrow as soon as possible. I'm afraid that the Zhuge family members will arrive tonight, and we are not strong enough."

The leader put the water bowl on the table with a "bang" and said, "What are you afraid of? With the strength of the three of us, we can restrain them for the least night."

"Hehe, it's interesting..." Tu Tuqiao laughed in a low voice, and he leaned over to Heberg, "What are the clues you can see from those three people?"

He Berg said: "My Ziyang pen is aware of it. Could it be that they are also pen tomb officials?"

Tu Tuqiao said: "Yes, it should be the children of the Wei family. They actually ran to such a remote countryside. I wonder what was strange."

After the owner of Bizhong was in seclusion in Bizhong, he had always relied on the two major families, Zhuge family and Wei family. However, the two tribes looked down on each other and were faintly in opposition. He Boge heard these common sense from Tu Tuqiao.

Tu Tuqiao suddenly showed a look of fear that the world would not be in chaos: "Listen to their conversation, it seems that there is a mess nearby. How about it? Let's go over and see the fun?"

"Why do you have to worry too much? We'd better get to Bizhong as soon as possible." Heberg was not interested in these things at all.

Tu Tuqiao closed his mouth in disappointment and secretly called this guy a stubborn stone. But he was born to like studying pen spirit. Seeing three pen tomb officials beside him, it was like a robber who saw gold. He felt itchy in his heart, so he lowered his voice and said, "Let me explore the depth of their pen spirit and see what it is. It's not a big deal."

Heberge sipped the tea, picked up a piece of pickled vegetables and put it in his mouth, and said without caring: "A gentleman should not be polite, do not listen to it, you are not gentleman, do whatever you want."

Tu Tuqiao put down the wine bowl with a smile, closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, and grinned, "Two gods and one entrusted, but it is rare."

Wei Shiran said, "It's very simple. The tripod fire burned Wei Taiqiang's life in this life, but it also forced him to live his past life."

"Previous life? Such a vague and ethereal thing..." Zhou Cheng was halfway through his speech, and saw Tu Tuqiao, he swallowed his words back.

"Like you, Peter actually has a dual personality. When his personality in this life is seriously damaged, his personality in his previous life will awaken. Ge Xianweng's fire is the fire of alchemy, which has the miraculous effect of washing marrow and hair. It is not surprising that the fire burns Peter to peel off this life and reveals his hidden opportunities in his previous life."

"Did you know it long ago?" Zhou Cheng roared in a low voice. He felt that he was completely fooled by this old fox.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!