I open a restaurant in Xiujie

Facing the bright sunshine, Mu Han Xianchang rushed to Yu Xiaotan and said sharply: "Boy, immediately kneel down and kowtow three times, obediently offer up the spiritual food from your store, and I will spare your dog's life. Otherwise..."

He raised his long sleeves, and a blue aura gathered in his palm, like a swirling stream of water, and shot out swiftly.

Lingguang whipped up a sharp wind, brushed past Yu Xiaotan's shoulder, and hit the bluestone behind the young man.

"boom!"

A pit the size of a fist suddenly appeared on the bluestone, and the earth and rock cracked and shook off.

The waiter next to him bowed his head and bowed his head, his whole body trembled, and he looked at Immortal Master Mu Han with even more respect, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

If such a sharp blow hits a person, wouldn't it shatter all internal organs?

Thinking of his family's wife, children, and children being in the hands of the elder, the waiter of the shop lowered his waist even lower, wishing he could be lowered into the dust.

But immediately he heard a series of low laughs.

The voice is clear and clear, reminiscent of a stream flowing in summer.

"That's it?"

Yu Xiaotan shook his head: "I overestimated you."

This is true.

Xuanshengzong is one of the best sects in Qingzhou. The foundation-building monks Yu Xiaotan has seen on the mountain are all amazing and talented. Leapfrog singles are as simple and easy as drinking water and eating.

Yu Xiaotan couldn't help but want to laugh when he first saw the small hole that Immortal Mu Han made.

He had never seen such a weak Foundation Establishment.

Too lazy to break up with the two in front of him, Yu Xiaotan leaned against the bluestone and lazily shouted into the restaurant: "Uncle Wang——"

"Someone is threatening your young master—"

"It's so fierce, I'm so scared—"

He said he was afraid, but his black eyes were full of smiles, with a sly look and dark eyes.

A fearless look.

Mu Hanxian was stunned for a moment, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart.

Does this person really have anything to rely on?

And the next moment, a hoarse voice came from the restaurant: "Who dares to bully my young master?"

A gust of wind rises!

The dust was flying, and Immortal Mu Han was blown by the gust of wind, causing severe pain in his cheeks. When he raised his hand to wipe it, traces of blood ooze from the crevices of his fingers—the wind is surprisingly composed of thousands of small wind blades, densely packed He came and cut his clothes into strips, ears, neck, and bloodstains everywhere.

Covering his painful ears, the middle-aged man raised his head in horror: "You, you are..."

"The generation of ants dare to jump." The people in the restaurant snorted coldly.

The strong wind stagnated, as if the order was forbidden.

Immortal Mu Han's heart trembled even more, tens of thousands of wind blades stopped at once, what an exquisite control this is!

"Da da……"

The clearly audible sound of the crutch touching the ground was like a heavy thunder hitting the chests of the middle-aged man and the waiter.

The faces of the two were pale, and they watched an old man slowly walk out of the restaurant—with white beard and hair, a stooped back, and cloudy and blurred eyes.

Uncle Wang was included in the investigation report received by Immortal Mu Han.

But he didn't care at all.

Who would pay attention to a lifeless old man?

Maybe I'll be out of breath tomorrow.

But at this moment, Immortal Mu Han was so regretful that he was dying of regret, and he scolded the subordinate who was doing the investigation bloody in his heart-this fucking has no foundation, this fucking is called old, weak, sick and disabled?

The thief mistaken me!

But Immortal Master Mu Han completely forgot that the person who actually believed that the Yu family was not a threat was himself, who was arrogant and arrogant.

Uncle Wang lowered his eyes, looking at him neither angry nor happy.

The old man's face was haggard, but the hoarse and low voice of a teenager came out of his throat: "Do you want to see the people in our restaurant?"

The energetic young voice and the pale and haggard face blended together strangely, and just a few words gave Mu Hanxian goosebumps all over his body.

He remembered the rumors in the sect before, saying that some old monsters in the Mahayana period lived for thousands of years. Seeing that there was no hope of ascension, they resorted to evil methods to possess young people, steal people's bodies, and finally return to their old age...

This, is this...

Seeing that Mu Hanxian didn't answer, Uncle Wang grabbed a whirlwind in his hand, and with his bony arm swung towards the air, the Wan Dao Fengblade approached another centimeter forward like an arm.

Mu Hanxian broke out in a cold sweat.

Beads of sweat were hanging on the eyelashes, but he didn't dare to move, let alone dazzle his eyes, because he felt a wind blade was just in front of his eyeballs, and it was only a tiny bit away from piercing his eyes——

He himself is going to become old, weak, sick and disabled!

"Xian, Xianchang," Mu Hanxian's voice was trembling, "I didn't know there was a strong man like you living in seclusion here, so many offended..."

"Don't call me strong."

Uncle Wang waved his hand casually, dropped his crutches, and sat down on the steps in front of the restaurant, coughing twice: "This old man is not a strong man, he is just a servant doing odd jobs for the master and young master. "

The corners of Mu Hanxian's long eyes twitched: "You, you are joking, you are not considered strong like this, there are no strong people in the world."

Uncle Wang stroked his gray beard meaningfully.

He didn't answer Mu Han's words, but trembled and dragged out a long voice: "Since I lived in seclusion, I haven't asked about Qixia Xianmen for a long time. I ask you, what sect and sect are you from, and who is the head of the sect? "

It really is a thousand-year-old monster!

Mu Hanxian's calf softened, but he couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to his knees with a plop, "I, I am Sun Muhan, the abandoned disciple of Yushuimen... Senior, I am not good at learning, and I have been expelled from the sect long ago, please don't let me go!" Find trouble with my teacher!"

"Yushuimen..."

Uncle Wang raised his head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with an expression of nostalgia for the past, and his voice suddenly became vicissitudes and old-fashioned: "It's that kid from the Li family. .”

The head of Yushuimen is indeed surnamed Li.

Sun Muhan fell into despair.

He knelt down on the ground, trembling all over—the head of the Yushuimen was already a monk in the distraction stage, at least 300 years old, and the old man in front of him actually called him a naughty child?

"Forget it, forget it, things are different."

Uncle Wang heaved a long sigh, and there was a little bit of sadness in his tone: "Go away, don't let the old man see you again."

As the words fell, the wind blades all over the sky melted into the void in an instant.

It disappeared completely in an instant.

It can be retracted freely, what a profound realm!

Sun Muhan was stunned for a moment, then kowtowed repeatedly in pleasant surprise: "Yes, yes, thank you for not killing me, senior."

Yu Xiaotan's voice came lightly from the side: "After you go back, I'd better rectify your teahouse, and stop using fake products to deceive people."

Sun Muhan: "Don't dare, don't dare!"

Yu Xiaotan said again: "I want to apologize to the people in the whole town that you have cheated, and compensate them for their money."

Sun Muhan: "No problem, no problem! We will move out immediately, and we will never stand in the way of the seniors!"

"That's not necessary," Yu Xiaotan said with a smile, "as long as you do business honestly, we'll be fine."

Sun Muhan was stunned again.

What a nice person, they are allowed to continue doing business in Luoshui Town...

Sun Muhan bowed his head deeply.

Yu Xiaotan's thin figure suddenly became extremely tall in his heart, and the boy's smile was no longer evil, but extremely warm, making him feel like a spring breeze.

……

Yu Xiaotan let out a long breath when Sun Muhan dragged his family's frightened and paralyzed waiter out the door, and his figure disappeared into the horizon.

The talisman produced by the system is really powerful, and the all-out attack of the Jindan cultivator is really impressive. If it weren't for the fear of destroying the restaurant that he built with great difficulty, Yu Xiaotan really wanted to wave his hand and detonate all the wind blades to try.

It must be more brilliant than fireworks.

On the other side, Uncle Wang picked up the walking stick and stood up wheezingly.

Yu Xiaotan hurriedly ran over to help him, and gave a thumbs up with his right hand: "Uncle Wang, your acting is really good."

Uncle Wang smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Hey...yes, the young master designed it well, that's great..."

"What about me, what about me!"

Bai Junda ran over from the back hall, and proudly puffed up his chest: "I'm not bad at playing oboe, praise me quickly, hey, you group of ants, dare to be rampant in front of the young master, hahahahahaha! "

Yu Xiaotan: "... Be good, wipe off your drool."

Bai Junda hurriedly raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and found that it was dry when he touched it, then he realized that he was slapped by Yu Xiaotan again.

"You still have the guts to praise him," Yu Xiaotan glanced at him, "Why is the head of your family a boy from the Li family? Is there such a line in the line I gave you? At such a dangerous time, you still dare to play freely, don't die ?”

Bai Junda shook his head: "I didn't say that sentence, Uncle Wang said it himself."

Yu Xiaotan was stunned.

He turned his head in doubt, and it happened that Uncle Wang was also looking at him with a smile.

Seeing Yu Xiaotan's eyes full of doubts, the old man stroked his beard and said vaguely: "Oh, I also heard the story from the storyteller in the town, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Would the storyteller know this?

Yu Xiaotan became even more suspicious: "Uncle Wang, your legs and feet are inconvenient, when did you go to the town to listen to storytelling?"

"A long time ago."

Uncle Wang waved his hand and said with a complicated expression, "Don't look at me as an old man, I was young once."

After all, leaning on crutches, he staggered back to the house.

He was still humming a little tune that was out of key, with a long charm and a peculiar style, not the melody that is often heard in Qingzhou.

There were still some doubts in his heart, but a crisp electronic sound rang in his ears, which immediately attracted all of Yu Xiaotan's mind.

[Drip, the reputation of Yu's restaurant has reached 500, the novice task (2) has been completed, reward points x100]

[The remaining points can be used for a lucky draw. Do you want to do it right away? 】

Yu Xiaotan was immediately excited, the newly added two points of prestige may have come from Sun Muhan and Dian Xiaoer who had just left in disgrace.

He dismissed Bai Junda in a few words, rubbed his hands excitedly, and clicked on the system screen.

"Congfa, Gongfa," Yu Xiaotan stared at the pointer tightly, and clenched his hands, "Golden Light, Golden Light, Gongfa, come out for me—"

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