Time and Space Tavern

Chapter 729 Sloppy Taoist
The material of the gazebo is similar to that of the palace, as if carved from white jade.

Qiao Mu was in it, but he didn't feel much.

Unlike others, he understands all this very clearly.

Whether it's the dark clouds in the sky, the white jade palace, or the dense forest within the palace, they are all "illusions".

Or it can't be called an "illusion", but a projection of another world.

Even though it was just a projection, from Qiao Mu's point of view, all of this was very real.

There is no doubt that the man sitting with his back to him is the ruler of the main city of time and space!
Letting out a breath, Qiao Mu looked at the mirror-like scenery, walked directly opposite the man, and sat on the stool made of white jade.

He raised his head and looked at the person opposite.The other person's appearance seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and he couldn't see clearly at all, but he could vaguely see that the person was not looking at him, but was looking at the distance, which seemed extremely "illusory".

After hesitating for a while, Qiao Mu gave up the idea of ​​spending prestige points to see the opponent's appearance clearly, but looked down.

On the jade table between the two, there was a silver jug ​​and two exquisite wine glasses, all of which were "real".

The wine cup also seemed to be made of silver, with a wide mouth and three legs. Some strange runes were engraved on the cup, which was somewhat similar to the ancient jue.

Qiao Mu grabbed the wine flask, filled the two wine glasses with wine, pushed one of them in front of the man, and took the other in his hand.

He took a sip and found that the taste was somewhat familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the sweet taste was very similar to monkey wine.

The number of planes connected to the current tavern has increased, and some guests who entered have discovered this special fermented rice from all planes.

Although the monkey wine tastes different in different planes, it is not so precious after all.

It wasn't until Qiao Mu finished his glass of wine that the man came back to his senses.

He seemed surprised that Qiao Mu appeared so quickly, but when he saw the wine glass on the table, he showed a distressed look, and said, "Why are you secretly drinking someone's wine?"

His appearance also became clear and "real".

It was a sloppy old Taoist priest, wearing a tattered Taoist robe, messy hair, and yellow eye feces at the corners of his eyes.

His nose was red, his wrinkles were deep, and his entire face was wrinkled.

The first moment he saw his face, a thought appeared in Qiao Mu's mind.

Suppressing the strangeness in his heart, Qiao Mu said calmly, "Didn't you put the wine here to treat me?"

"That being said, giving from others is not the same concept as taking from yourself, is it?" The sloppy Taoist said as he grabbed another wine glass and took a sip.

"Really?" Qiao Mu took the wine bottle noncommittally and filled himself a glass again.

The sloppy Taoist stared at him and said, "Why are you so rude?"

"Are you already polite?" Qiao Mu pointed to the ground and the sky, and said, "You must have forgotten that entering without warning is a thief, right?"

"Aren't I saying hello to you?" the sloppy Taoist said.

"I said it's not now." Qiao Mu looked at the other party.

Under his gaze, the scruffy Taoist priest's wrinkled face gradually unfolded, and his mouth was slightly split, revealing two big yellow teeth.

Qiao Mu's hand shook slightly, and he put down the half-drinked wine.

"The little guy really has no conscience." The sloppy Taoist said.

Qiao Mu didn't speak, but frowned at him.

Although there were many doubts in his heart, Qiao Mu didn't know how to express it.

The most important thing is that he doesn't know whether the other party will give his true answer.

"I came to you this time to get my reward back." The sloppy Taoist priest took the initiative.

Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?"

The sloppy Taoist reached into his pocket and took out a crumpled piece of paper.

He spread the paper on the table and said with a smile: "Look, this is what you promised."

Qiao Mu frowned, he felt a strange power from the paper, which was vaguely related to himself.

But he thought hard and realized that he had never signed any contract. It was just the other party's determination and the feeling that he was searching for that person that made him have to look down.

It didn't take long for him to see clearly what was on the paper, and he also saw a familiar mark in the corner.

The sloppy Taoist priest pushed the paper forward and said: "Maybe your human body has limited your thinking, but I have to remind you that this contract is approved by you."

Some originally blurry images became clear in Qiao Mu's eyes.

"Your 'uncle' is a smart man," said the sloppy Taoist priest with a strange smile on his face, "Even if someone instructed him to deprive you of everything, he still resisted the temptation."

The sloppy Taoist priest smiled and said: "Of course, in the final analysis, it is because this is part of our contract, haha, no need to be grateful, my reputation has always been good."

Qiao Mu nodded slightly, and the memory that had been sealed for some reason became clear.

He has a clearer understanding of the alliance formed by those main cities in time and space.

When the alliance was stable, its form was similar to many of today's regimes, with idealists, careerists, practicalists, and tramps and poets who lost their properties...

In addition to politicians, there are many businessmen of all kinds.

To a certain extent, businessmen are the most critical factor in maintaining the existence of the alliance.

The sloppy Taoist priest in front of him is a businessman in the alliance.

Qiao Mu couldn't think of anything more, but just remembered that after the node in the central city exploded, its consciousness fell into the earth.

The serious illness I had when I was a child was related to the awakening of "consciousness". It was also at that time that the sloppy Taoist priest approached him, and the two parties signed a contract.

As for that kind uncle, it was simply a protector sent by the sloppy Taoist priest according to the contract, and occupied his uncle's body.

"I premeditated all this?" Qiao Mu felt absurd.

"Or maybe this is all just reincarnation, and he is just another person from the same origin as 'me'." Qiao Mu thought to himself.

He felt inexplicably much more comfortable.

After pondering for a moment, Qiao Mu looked up at the sloppy Taoist priest and said, "I will fulfill the contract."

After the words fell, a golden sheet of paper appeared in his hand.

When the paper appeared, the sloppy Taoist priest's eyes showed joy obviously.

"This is yours." Qiao Mu pushed the golden paper forward, which immediately surprised the sloppy Taoist priest.

He grabbed the golden paper, rolled it into a ball with his hand, stuffed it into the wine glass in front of him, and shook it lightly, the transparent wine turned golden yellow.

"Cheers." He raised his glass and smiled at Qiao Mu.

The tree didn't move.

The sloppy Taoist priest chuckled and poured the golden wine into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)