[Comprehensive martial arts] Mr. Psychic Medium

Xiankeju is also an old store. The plaque on the plaque is smoked with a thick layer of black smoke, and the gold letters on it seem to be shining brighter and brighter. You can still smell the aroma coming from the store at the corner of the street. The wonderful aroma mixed with the strong aroma of wine, meat and marinade can only be smelled in Xiankeju.

Of course, its price is also impressive. Not long ago, the greatest enjoyment of Wang Xiaoshi and Bai Choufei was to save money for a month, and then sit in the lobby of Xiankeju, order a pot of wine and a plate of fried peanuts. Spend an afternoon with gusto.

They can only afford a jug of wine and a plate of side dishes. The prices in this store have never been too expensive, but the taste is so good that people will linger on it.

The wine is the best, Zhuyeqing Wang Xiaoshi of Xiankeju likes it so much, now that he has some money, most of it is given to this restaurant.

The shopkeeper recognized Wang Xiaoshi and Bai Choufei from a long distance away from the door. A businessman like him is extremely sensitive to any disturbance, not to mention the sudden arrival of two more brothers from the landlord Su of the Golden Wind and Rain Building.

He remembers these two young people. He remembers every customer who comes to the store. They are two talented and passionate young people. He has always been kind to young people, even if they are rich Shy only came once a month, and he could only afford the cheapest food and drink, and he never underestimated them.

Don't bully young people and poor people. Half a year ago, the young people who could only be greedy at the door can now walk in with their heads held high and want to have a table of wine and food in the private room, the best wine and signature dishes.

The waiter in the shop brought wine and food, and Wang Xiaoshi happily told Zhong Yanqiu about his and Bai Choufei's experience in Kaifeng in the past six months.

There seems to be no difference between him and half a year ago, he still looks enthusiastic and optimistic, and his mouth is full of all kinds of small surprises and joys after half a year of frustration. He talked about the fortune-telling blind man at the gate of the city. There are delicious food stalls under Qiqiao Cave. Of course, the main point is the encounter with Su Mengzhen in Jiangjun Hutong.

It was almost like a dream, he closed his eyes and opened them again, fate turned around and turned in another direction.

Yesterday he was just a little Xiami that no one cares about in this city, but after walking out overnight, he has become a big man who people are vying for fawning over.

Wang Xiaoshi talked about these things with Zhong Yanqiu while drinking, Bai Choufei sat beside him and listened with a smile, occasionally adding a few words, not many words, but it was hard to ignore his sense of presence. Only then did he slowly put down his cup, and said to Zhong Yanqiu with a smile: "We have been like this for the past six months, but I don't know how Brother Zhong is going to be. We will miss you very much when we leave at the ferry that day."

"Going to the north, it's not a big deal worth talking about." Zhong Yanqiu said lightly, "It's more than half of the days I've been on the road."

He spoke vaguely, and Wang Xiaoshi and Su Mengzhen didn't go into the details of where he went or what he did, but instead chatted about the customs and customs in the north.

It's just a small talk, and it's boring if it goes too deep.

Bai Choufei used to stay in the north, and when he talked about the scenery in the north, he was very eloquent. He even talked about those people and stories that he seldom mentioned. The soldiers who had been laughing together the day before had turned into cold corpses, and I had seen with my own eyes that the credit for the soldiers fighting back with their lives was recorded in the names of some official disciples.

The world is like chess, but he wants to be a chess player.

Now that he has taken the first step, he believes that he will be better in the future.

As soon as he made a mistake, he heard someone knocking on the door of the private room.

Wang Xiaoshi was stunned, "Is there any food left?" He said so, stood up and opened the door.

The one standing outside the door was not a waiter, but a strong middle-aged man, his eyes were shining brightly, and his body was covered in blue shorts with muscular muscles. When he saw Wang Xiaoshi, he cupped his hands and then looked at Zhong Yanqiu to salute. Said: "My master, please tell me, sir."

He talked without beginning or end, neither his identity nor who his master was, and he was full of arrogance, as if it was a matter of course for him to invite Zhong Yanqiu.

Wang Xiaoshi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Your words are really unreasonable. We are drinking well, why are we going to meet your master who doesn't know who?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Xiaoshi, and said in a deep voice, "My master, Mr. Zhong, please explain."

His voice was not loud, but it was deep and loud, clearly a master of the inner family.

It's a pity that other people in this private room are not vegetarian either.

Bai Choufei laughed softly, the wine glass twirled between his fingers, and the full glass of wine was poured out as soon as he raised his hand, the wine wrapped in internal energy hit him like an iron bullet, and the middle-aged man was caught before he could resist He pushed it out hard and smashed it straight down from the second floor.

"Close the door," he said.

"Okay!" Wang Xiaoshi closed the door laughingly, blinking as if nothing had happened, then asked Zhong Yanqiu if the girl in the north was really as forthright as she said, and could drink a big bowl of Shaoxing. Knife, riding a tall horse.

Young guys always have a natural fantasy about girls, whether it is a girl who is cooking wine in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River and has a wrist like snow, or a girl in Saibei who is riding a fast horse and has a red cloak flying like fire. There is always such a yearning that vaguely falls on the hearts of young people.

Wang Xiaoshi is still a young man, so Zhong Yanqiu just smiled when he pictured the imaginary Saibei girl with yearning on his face. He vaguely remembered that when he was his age, he seemed to have such yearning , There was such a vague shadow in my heart, it was obviously just an illusion that would never exist, but just thinking about it made me feel happy.

Still young indeed.

Bai Choufei couldn't help sighing, he had lived in Saibei, so he knew that the girl in the snow-skinned red dress could only exist in the storybook, Saibei is bitterly cold, the winter wind blows like a knife, and everywhere It's all wind and sand, and most of the girls' families are in disgraceful Jingchai cloth skirts. When they reach their age, they are married off early, and the years of having children are withered.

But he still didn't break the young man's fantasy, "If you want to know that much, you might as well go and see for yourself."

Anyway, he had never seen the kind of girl Wang Xiaoshi mentioned.

Wang Xiaoshi curled his lips, "Just go."

Before he finished speaking, he heard someone knock on the door, Wang Xiaoshi turned his head and looked in the direction of the gatekeeper, "Why are there so many guests today?"

"Since the dog was beaten, the owner is not allowed to settle the score with someone?" Bai Choufei said, but there was no tension on his face.

Wang Xiaoshi turned his head back when he heard the words, picked up the jug and filled the wine glass, "Why are you talking about that spoiler, drink and drink!"

He didn't like the arrogant attitude of the middle-aged man, so he naturally favored Bai Choufei on his side, pretending he didn't hear the knock on the door.

The door knocked a few times, then stopped, and after a few breaths, a soft female voice came from outside the door: "It seems that Mr. Zhong probably doesn't want to have a glass of water and wine with my master."

The voice was very peaceful, but it didn't look weak at all. It was obviously a gentle woman's voice, but inexplicably felt that it was a very strong person.

"We drank well, why did we go to find your master?" Wang Xiaoshi raised his voice and replied, holding the sword behind him with his backhand.

"Your order is hard to disobey, I'm sorry." The voice said again, at the same time the door was split open by a sword, the woman outside the door held on to the sword and looked at Zhong Yanqiu coldly, "Mr. Zhong, please."

Wang Xiaoshi recognized her. To be precise, no one would fail to recognize her. If there is anyone in Liufentang that cannot be understood, the hall master Lei Shan, the second in command Di Feijing, and this Woman, Lei Mei, the daughter of Lei Zhenlei, the founder of Liufentang.

Zhong Yanqiu looked at her, smiled suddenly, and said, "Okay."

"Brother Zhong!" Wang Xiaoshi called out in surprise.

"Go back and tell the landlord that I'm going back later today, so he doesn't have to worry about it." Zhong Yanqiu said, unhurriedly drank the remaining wine in the glass, stood up and walked out the door.

"But..." Wang Xiaoshi was about to get up, but Bai Choufei held his shoulders. Bai Choufei said, "Don't be impulsive, go back to the building first."

The two of them are single and weak, fighting against the large number of troops brought by Lei Mei is tantamount to hitting a stone with a pebble.

Wang Xiaoshi and Bai Choufei hurried back to the Golden Wind and Rain Tower, but Zhong Yanqiu didn't show any panic at all, he didn't seem to be surrounded by six and a half people and took him to a grand banquet, but he seemed to be at his own house Like a walk in the backyard.

"Sir, you are so kind." Lei Mei walked beside Zhong Yanqiu with her sword in her hand. She dared not relax a bit. After all, the man in front of her was carrying a sword against the water all the way from northern Xinjiang to Kaifeng. It can be said that it is an extremely difficult and ruthless character.

Zhong Yanqiu twitched the corners of his mouth, "Just drink a glass of water and wine, there is nothing to worry about."

Especially since the person next to him is still an undercover agent of Jinfeng Drizzle Building, it is difficult for him to think of anything.

They finally stopped outside a yard, Lei Mei knocked on the door and welcomed Zhong Yanqiu in.

Someone is waiting in the yard.

A good looking man.

It's rare for a man to describe him as good-looking, but the man in the courtyard is just like that, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, so good-looking that all the women in the world are jealous and envious, and he can't help but blush.

Di Feijing is so good-looking that people can tell that he is Di Feijing at a glance.

If there is such a surface, it can probably be called perfect.

Just a little bit, he kept his head lowered, like a big girl shyly looking down at her toes.

Because his neck bone was broken, his head drooped limply, as if it would fall off his neck in a second.

Even Zhong Yanqiu suddenly felt somewhat regretful.