Nie Wushuang kept walking, and his heart was as calm as water. Since he couldn't avoid it or escape, he would accept his fate.

At noon, Nie Wushuang was on an extremely wide street. Looking up, he happened to see a two-story restaurant not far ahead. There was a pennant flag above and four big words "Da Shan Jianghu".

Nie Wushuang walked towards the restaurant without hesitation.

"Oh, this man! Where are you having a meal?" The waiter at the door looked attentive.

Nie Wushuang thought to himself: What kind of meal should I use? It's just boring.

But after Nie Wushuang smiled and nodded, he still walked into the restaurant.

The waiter welcomed Nie Wushuang, turned around and walked back to the gate of Dashan, but found a group of masked men in black standing on both sides of the street at the entrance of the restaurant, three groups and five groups... The waiter was so scared that his eyes became more and more scared, and his muscles gradually became tense. So many masked men in black surrounded the gate of the restaurant, what was he going to do?

He quickly flashed into the room, and the waiter walked towards the counter.

When these Jiedan masters saw that the restaurant was not spacious and there were many people eating, they didn't go inside. They all stood on the wide street next to the restaurant, each of whom was tall and silent.

After Nie Wushuang walked into the restaurant, he glanced at the dozen tables, and there were already people sitting there.

A friend had already stepped forward and bowed to Nie Wushuang and said, "Customer, the customer is full today. If the customer doesn't mind, would you like to share the table with others?" The waiter said, pointing to a table with the Eight Immortals table on the left of Nie Wushuang. There was only a strong man in a faded and worn clothes sitting on the table. In front of him, he had a plate of peanuts and a pot of turbid wine, drinking and drinking.

Nie Wushuang was bored when he walked into the restaurant, but his thoughts were on the person who was responding. He nodded casually and said, "No problem."

Seeing Nie Wushuang agree, the mate quickly explained: "Don't worry, guest officer. I asked the guest officer before you came. Because there were only a few empty seats, he didn't care about those who were competing with others for the table." The waiter said, and led Nie Wushuang to the table.

Nie Wushuang said, walked to the table, and then looked at the man in the faded man in the clothes. There was nothing surprising. Moreover, although this person seemed to be strong, he was not a monk, but just an ordinary mortal. Nie Wushuang politely clasped his fists at the young man, "Damn it." Then he sat down. He looked at the man wearing simple clothes and ate wine at a plate of peanuts, and felt quite unbearable, so he ordered a few side dishes.

When the young man felt that Nie Wushuang was looking at him, he also raised his head and looked at Nie Wushuang and said, "... Go out and be convenient for others, you can sit casually, as long as you don't mind me, just like you." As he said that, he saw Nie Wushuang looking at the plate of peanuts in front of him, he blushed on his face and said, "Wine insects seduce people. A few years ago, I heard from the villagers that the Great Shan Jianghu in Hucheng is very good, so..."

Nie Wushuang said: "If you want to talk about the influence, I am afraid that it will affect you. Brother Tai's surname?"

The young man hurriedly said, "Xiong Yihu, the old man said that when I was born, I was thick in arms and thick in my arms, and I looked like a bear baby and a tiger cub."

Nie Wushuang smiled and said, "Nie Wushuang is here."

The young man smiled and said, "Depending on your appearance, you are from the countryside?"

Nie Wushuang knew that the man in front of him was a pure mortal. Although he was chatting with him, he was thinking about other things, so he naturally didn't think much about his words. He asked casually: "Do you brother from the countryside?"

Xiong Yihu nodded and said, "That's right, this year, I just entered the summer, and the fields suffered several natural disasters and were confiscated. I had to come to the city to see if I could find some work. I heard that the City Lord's Mansion is recruiting errands recently and intends to try my luck. If I can go to the City Lord's Mansion to be a errand, it's naturally the best."

Nie Wushuang was not thinking about it here, so he spoke casually and asked questions: "I wish you good luck to my brother."

Xiong Yihu sighed, ate a peanut, and said, "If you want to talk about this Tiger City, it is the city lord Xie Siyuan and Xie is famous. It is said that he is already the top immortal." Xiong Yihu's face was flushed when he talked about the city lord Hucheng, and his salary was much higher than that in other places; and if he is lucky enough to be favored by the immortals in the city lord's mansion, then he will be... immortals... immortals in this life."

Nie Wushuang then came to his senses slightly, looked at Xiong Yihu with his eyes glowing, glanced at his strong body and said, "Why did you have to go to the City Lord's Mansion? Isn't it nearby to open the Yemen?"

Xiong Yihu shook his head and said, "I won't recruit errands this year when opening Yemen. Moreover, our village is closer to Hucheng and my parents are still there, so it's convenient for me to go home to take care of my parents."

Nie Wushuang nodded and said, "Brother, you should have no problem going to the City Lord's Mansion to be a traitor, right?" Looking at the person in front of him, Nie Wushuang thought more about himself. He was so frightened and turned into a traitor disciple by Kaiyemen. Naturally, he empathized with him. He understood Xiong Yihu's mood at this time, and he became much more serious when speaking.

While the two were talking, the waiter had already brought him food, a plate of spicy beef shredded beef, a portion of boneless chicken feet, a portion of green pepper shredded pork, and a portion of spicy pork shrimp.

Nie Wushuang also ordered a portion of wine. He put the vegetables on Xiong Yihu's side and said, "Eat together."

Xiong Yihu poured a glass of wine from his small pot, his face was rosy, and he shook his head and said, "You eat, you eat, I... I can't get used to it." As he said, he raised his glass to Nie Wushuang and invited the glass, "Thank you, brother, you will know that you are from a wealthy family. Today you are willing to be with me, so I'm very happy. Come on, I'll pay a glass to my brother."

Xiong Yihu didn't wait for Nie Wushuang to speak, raised his glass to drink, and said, "Good wine!"

How could Nie Wushuang not understand? Xiong Yihu was left with his poor dignity. Thinking about the time he begged, he still had dignity, but when he was hungry, he was slowly swallowed by hunger.

Looking at Xiong Yihu, countless scenes of the past appeared in Nie Wushuang's heart. Thinking of his uneasy and uneasiness before he went to the Lianhua Town to apply for the Yemen Service, he raised his glass to drink all the wine that Xiong Yihu had just received, and said, "Look at your body, you are not bad. I believe that there is no problem with your city lord's mansion to apply for the trooper service. If you can't apply for the trooper, then think about other ways. Since you are determined to practice, don't worry, your hard work will pay off."

Nie Wushuang originally wanted to introduce him to open the Yemen, but at this moment he was in danger, so he did not make any promises. He had to wait until the storm subsided and come to find him again and introduce him to open the Yemen.

Xiong Yihu said, "Thank you, brother, by the way, do you know this store? Dashan Jianghu, this is one of the best restaurants in Hucheng. It is said that this place is not limited to immortals and mortals, and all can be entered. And I heard that there are many stories about immortals here. A young man once had a meal in the store. Because of kindness, he helped others, and was eventually noticed by the monks at another table of meals. Hey, I took it as a disciple on the spot and entered the Immortal Sect. Unfortunately, I have lived for twenty years and have never seen what the cultivation immortals look like. "

Nie Wushuang smiled and said, "If you have a chance."

At this point, when the two of them were talking, they were raising their glasses and clinking again, suddenly, a middle-aged man wearing a silver crown and a wide red robe appeared at the entrance of the restaurant. This man had a broad figure, wide sword eyebrows and wide face, and was extremely heroic. He was full of pill-level cultivation. He looked like a sense of heroism.

As soon as this person appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of countless people. Xiong Yihu looked at the person who came in a daze. After a while, he couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "Thank you, Lord of the City!"

Nie Wushuang looked at the visitor and asked, "He is Xie Siyuan, the lord of Hucheng City?"

Xiong Yihu was excited and said, "Yes, yes; Xie City Lord, this is... a big shot... a big shot!"

When Nie Wushuang looked at Xie Siyuan, he found that the other party's eyes were just coming. He looked at each other. Xie Siyuan lifted his robe and laughed: "I heard that a distinguished guest came to my Hucheng. As the city lord, Xie Siyuan had misfortune and wanted to forgive him." As he spoke, he walked towards Nie Wushuang with a smile on his face.

At this time, the black-clothed masked monks at the entrance of the restaurant were rushing in, crowding around the door, looking at Nie Wushuang.

They no longer dared to let Nie Wushuang face the Dan monk directly. If there was a problem, they could not afford it. The key was that everyone felt that Nie Wushuang liked to deliberately cause some terrifying accidents.

Hundreds of monks from Jiedan entered, and the originally spacious Dashan Jianghu Restaurant instantly became even more crowded.

All the customers who were having dinner, the waiter at the hall, and the shopkeeper behind the counter were surprised when they saw this scene.

Xie Siyuan stood beside Nie Wushuang and clasped his fists at Nie Wushuang and said, "I have been looking back at the name of Wushuang, and Xie is late, so I will punish myself for a glass of self-punishment." Xie Siyuan said, picked up an empty cup with an inverted cover from Nie Wushuang and gave Xiong Yihu a questioning look. After looking at Xiong Yihu nodded, he poured out a glass of wine from Xiong Yihu's wine pot into the wine glass in his hand, bowed to Nie Wushuang and others and drank it dry in one sip.

Xiong Yihu murmured with a dull face: "Thank you, City Lord... toast... I..."
Chapter completed!