Zhang Tingmu raised his head and clasped his fists and said, "Senior, since he has spoken, I must remember it! I'm brave, can you please tell me what you are, your name and identity?" The scholar turned around and chuckled, inserted the flute around his waist and nodded: "You ask who I am? Well... OK, it's okay to tell you-my surname is Niu, my name is Qinglan, my name is Guiyue, and I once passed the second place."

Zhang Tingmu and the other four were shocked when they heard this. When they came to their senses, Qinglan had already disappeared without a trace in front of everyone. Yu Xueqi was so scared that she took a few steps back and tripped into the grass before she stabilized her body and said tremblingly: "It's actually... it's Qing's second-hand man!... No wonder he looks so much like that woman!! Mr. Zhang, your mother...who is your mother? How could he know such a person..."

Zhang Tingye also shook his head in amazement: "I...I only know that my aunt's name is Hu Yilei, and my father has never mentioned the rest..." Yu Xueqi swallowed with a pale face, and hurriedly stood up and continued: "Do you know that Mrs. Xuedi's name is Hu Yibing? She and Qinglan's sister seem to be sisters-in-law..."

Zhang Tingya picked up her arms and looked at the three people who were silent, and snorted and laughed: "Look at your fear of being so good! You are not afraid of us for laughing at him for not playing the flute well, why are you afraid of him doing? He didn't deliberately cause trouble for us." Zhang Tingmu thought about it and thought that this was indeed the case, so he let go of his hanging heart.

Yu Xueqi also breathed a sigh of relief and covered her heart and nodded: "Miss Zhang's words make sense! How could Lord Qinglan not know that we are here? I think, he just came here to meet you - it turns out that Qinglan's surname is Niu, and it is the first time I heard about it..." Zhang Tingya nodded, then looked at the two brothers of Zhang Tingmu and said: "It seems that our Zhang family has been entangled with these big monsters for a long time! Now it's better, we've got a relationship with the gods again: the sister-in-law is the true Lord of Qinglong, and the younger brother and sister are the deputy gods of the eight divisions, ah..."

Yu Xueqi shook her head at Zhang Tingya with a blushing face: "Hey! Don't talk nonsense, what brother and sister!" Zhang Tingya raised her eyebrows and held her chin: "Miss Yu, why are you so nervous? You are not the only female deputy god of the eight divisions." Seeing that Yu Xueqi was embarrassed, Zhang Tingye hurriedly stood in front of Zhang Tingya and said, "Brother, do you really want to treat us to dinner later? Where are we going?"

Zhang Tingmu nodded and said, "Mr. Guiyue has spoken, how dare I not listen! Let's go to the capital to see." Zhang Tingye and Zhang Tingya sat at the slightly messy Eight Immortals table, looking at Zhang Tingmu who was somewhat confused. Zhang Tingmu was familiar with the waiter: "My man, come two kilograms of roasted wheat, beef stuffing! Don't have fat meat! Also, remember to be saltier!"

The waiter ran over with a smile and nodded: "My uncle, don't you order two more wine and food?" Zhang Tingmu thought for a while and waved his hand: "I'll talk about it later, serve the pork mai first - by the way, I'll give me two kilograms of wine." After the waiter ran away, Zhang Tingya said with some displeasure: "I said brother, Miss Yu is here too! You... can't you find a bigger restaurant? Why are you growing a small bun shop? How frustrating!"

Zhang Tingye also agreed with dissatisfaction: "That's right, brother, our family is not short of money, please change the place quickly! Don't neglect Miss Yu." Zhang Tingmu glanced at Zhang Tingye who was "hungry to protect his wife", and snorted and curled his lips: "I don't know what's going on, I came in by chance anyway. And I heard that this bun is really good, so I'll try it first!"

Zhang Tingya puffed up her cheeks with some anger and whispered: "It's not me who said you, brother-in-there are all villager-men who come and go here. It's really inconvenient for Miss Yu and me to be here... And no matter how many buns you buy, no one will accompany you to eat..." Zhang Tingmu glanced at the table, and sure enough, the eyes of the guests were attracted by Zhang Tingya and Yu Xueqi.

Zhang Tingmu leaned the fire-printed knife on his left hand to the edge of the table, and squinted his eyes in a long sigh: "Even if I take you two to the restaurant, isn't it the same? Let me try it first, and I'll take you to the restaurant..." Zhang Tingye said with some dissatisfaction: "It's the end to find a private room! Okay, if you want to eat buns, let's take them away. I'm not here anyway, and Miss Yu... can't eat the buns you want!"

As he said that, Zhang Tingye looked at Yu Xueqi directly. Yu Xueqi had been staring at by others for a long time and was so uncomfortable that she nodded to Zhang Tingye. Zhang Tingmu sighed and said, "Okay, I'll urge my friends..." Before Zhang Tingmu finished speaking, he suddenly heard a voice that had appeared in a dream countless times and asked at the door of the store, "Shopkeeper, how do you sell your buns?"

Zhang Tingmu immediately stood up and looked at the door of the store - the owner of the voice - Gu Xin, who turned his head almost at the same time and saw Zhang Tingmu. The two of them were stunned at the same time. Zhang Tingya opened her eyes and stuck out her tongue and muttered: "Oh, hey! No wonder he came here to hurry up, so that's it! There was really an unexpected surprise..."

Yu Xueqi looked at Gu Xin, who was dressed in a little embarrassed, and no longer had the fear of being in Sichuan and Shu. Instead, she asked Zhang Tingye in a low voice: "I don't know how Lord Gu Xin escaped! He was so sloppy... Do we have to take her in?" Zhang Tingye naturally saw that Gu Xin's clothes were a little damaged. At first glance, it looked more like a lady from the big family who was in trouble. He immediately nodded and responded: "Miss Yu said this, Miss Gu Xin is not an outsider, so she must be with us!"

Zhang Tingmu subconsciously walked to Gu Xin, lowered his head and looked at her for a moment before remembering to speak: "Gu Xin Xiao... No! That... Gu Xin, you... Oh no, right! I didn't expect that you could meet you here..." Gu Xin also squeezed out a smile and nodded with an unnaturally: "I actually met you here... Oh my God..."

The shopkeeper looked at Zhang Tingmu and asked, "Young master, do you know each other? Why don't you ask this lady to sit together! The younger one will add a chair to you immediately." A light smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Tingmu's mouth and nodded: "Then it's a blessing for the boss. Miss Gu Xin, please." Gu Xin glanced at Zhang Tingye and the other two, bit his lips and nodded, and followed Zhang Tingmu to sit on the Eight Immortals table.
Chapter completed!