Play as Fahai at the beginning of Xiuxian Battlefield

"I just feel different..."

"Shut up! With your bad looks, I don't know where you have the confidence to judge Master Fahai! You might as well go to practice if you have this spare time!"

"That's right, don't talk about Master Fahai, even if Master Zhang Tian and Master Huaiyi are in front of you, I guess you have to be honest, what face do you have for Master Fahai?"

At this moment, the barrage was full of arguments, and there was an uproar.

While Chen Fengxiao and Liu Ruoyun were walking on the road at this time, they finally found a family on the side of the road.

However, this is clearly a restaurant-like place.

Because outside their house, there is a small open-air yard.

In the courtyard, there are several large square tables and long benches.

At this time, there were seven or eight diners sitting sparsely in the yard.

Some are in groups of twos and threes, and some are alone.

Chen Fengxiao gently pushed open the courtyard door, and led Liu Ruoyun into the courtyard.

As soon as they walked in, the two of them immediately became the focus of everyone, and almost everyone looked them up and down with curiosity and astonishment.

The originally lively atmosphere in the courtyard stagnated briefly at this moment, but it was only for a moment.

In the next second, everyone started chatting again, but those eyes still shifted to Chen Fengxiao and Liu Ruoyun from time to time.

Ever since she walked into the courtyard, Liu Ruoyun only felt embarrassment and timidity in the face of so many strange eyes from strangers.

She wanted to quit, but first of all, Chen Fengxiao wanted to come here, and she couldn't object.

Secondly, she was indeed very hungry, so she could only endure it, and walked forward quickly, towards the wide open door.

"Hey! Please take a seat, both of you. Dare I ask if you want to have tea or dinner?"

Before Liu Ruoyun walked halfway, a young man dressed as a mistress walked out of the door, holding a wooden support in his hand.

On the wooden tray, there are two bowls of white water noodles sprinkled with green onions.

"Well...excuse me, how much is a bowl of noodles!"

Liu Ruoyun blushed, her small hands firmly grabbed the corners of her clothes around her waist, and asked.

Chapter 186 Look up and see how the sky is! (Ask for tickets!)

"Excuse me, how much is a bowl of noodles!" Liu Ruoyunsu asked with a flushed face as she twisted her hands on the corner of her clothes.

"A bowl of plain noodles costs two renminbi, plus side dishes for three renminbi, how many bowls does the girl want!"

The man dressed as Xiaoer asked loudly while walking with two bowls of noodles.

Finally, he came to a square table in the courtyard, and there were two strong men with leopard heads and ring eyes, and strong backs sitting there.

The waiter put the noodles in front of the two of them one by one, then picked up the wooden tray, and walked quickly into the house, obviously this meeting is also very busy.

"Then... please give me two bowls of plain noodles, thank you!"

Liu Ruoyun reached out her hand to dig in her bosom, and said to the room.

"Okay! Both of you sit down for a while, and I'll be here soon!" The waiter's voice answered loudly from inside the room.

"One bowl is enough, the poor monk doesn't need it!"

At this moment, Chen Fengxiao came to the table of the two strong men step by step with his Zen stick, pushed aside the bench, and sat on it.

Seeing this, the two men were taken aback for a moment, they raised their heads from the noodle bowls, and looked Chen Fengxiao up and down.

One of the thick-browed men frowned and said to Chen Feng with a smile: "Monk, a certain family has no money, and I'm afraid there is no property to give you."

After finishing speaking, the two of them buried their heads in the noodle bowl again, and began to eat with a snort.

"Amitabha!"

"The poor monk does not ask for alms, but just wants to ask the two benefactors, what is the purpose of this trip!"

The two who were snoring and eating noodles were stunned again when they heard Chen Fengxiao's words.

The two big men put down their chopsticks and stared at Chen Fengxiao's face very seriously.

"Why, what are we going to do, maybe you monk knows it!"

Sitting opposite Chen Fengxiao was a big black-faced man with a long scar above his brow, and when he wrinkled, he looked extraordinarily fierce.

Sitting on the other side was an exceptionally strong man with a beard like a steel beard.

The two big eyes were like eagles, staring at Chen Fengxiao's face without blinking.

"It is precisely because I don't know that I ask this question." Facing the two men's staring gazes, Chen Fengxiao continued to speak as if he didn't realize it.

"It's not good for you to know too much!" Scarface picked up the chopsticks on the table, and smacked the table twice lightly, and said in a deep voice.

At the same time, another bearded man also picked up a thing about six or seven feet long wrapped in cloth strips from the ground, and gently leaned against his right leg.

"Your noodles, please slow down!"

Just when the atmosphere was a bit dignified, the waiter came quickly with a bowl of clear water on a wooden tray, and then gently placed it in front of Chen Fengxiao.

"Ok!"

Chen Fengxiao looked at the green onion clear soup noodles in front of him, then turned his head to look at Liu Ruoyun standing aside.

"Eat it, the poor monk doesn't need it."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the waiter in the shop who was about to walk back with a wooden pallet in his hand, and said:

"Please trouble the second benefactor, this bowl is enough, there is no need to serve a second bowl."

"Ah! But, it will be healed soon!" said the shop clerk in embarrassment.

"It's okay, it's okay, someone will come later, and the second benefactor will just bring it to him."

Chen Fengxiao smiled slightly and said.

"Master, don't be joking. You don't dare to wait for this noodle. If it is lumpy, it will ruin our craftsmanship!" The waiter shook his head helplessly.

"Relax, you won't be able to get rid of it! How about this, you go in and take out the noodles. If no one comes in to ask for noodles after serving them out, you can just serve them to the poor monk, how about it!"

"This... that's fine!" The waiter nodded and agreed.