Great Yinxian Dynasty

　　 Looking at the city of Qingzhou in the distance, it seemed to be a creeping behemoth, with countless red karma rising into the sky, and the noise of noise rushed toward the face.

　　 With the huge city, Chen Jiu feels like a living thing. This is a huge city with life and sound.

　　 "Sir, it's Qingzhou Mansion" The man who drove the car jumped off the carriageway.

　　 Li Hui opened the curtain of the car and looked at the crowd that kept coming and going, the familiar breath came to his face: "I'm back finally."

　　Looking at Chen Jiu's obsessive gaze, Li Hui smiled lightly and interrupted Chen Jiu's thoughts: "Let's stop here, and hope to see you in Qingyang Academy in the future."

　　 Chen Jiu nodded: "Mr. Gongsong."

Watching Li Hui's car slowly drive into the city, Chen Jiu Shiran followed. To be honest, although he was struggling all the way, Chen Jiu's spirit was still high. He was dressed in expensive clothes and luxurious purple. Angrily came, it was the gray-headed donkey that lowered Chen Jiu's image a lot.

　　 The soldier who guarded the city didn't dare to embarrass Chen Jiu. He had been a soldier for such a long time and watched countless crowds coming and going. He still had such a vision.

　　Walking on Qingzhoufu Avenue, Chen Jiu's eyes rolled slightly: "Now we must find a restaurant to live in, and then settle down."

　　 "The Rising Sun Restaurant, it's weird, it's a perfect location, how can there be no guests?" Looking at the restaurant in front of him, Chen Jiu was very confused.

　　 walked slowly over, tied the donkey to the pile, and wrapped it in his hand: "The store, why is there no one?"

　　 "Come, come, Lord, please come in" a little boy who looked seven or eight years old ran over and nodded and bowed.

　　 Looking at this little boy, Chen Jiu wanted to laugh a little. This little boy was really cute, with two temples tied to his head, his face was ruddy, his eyes were bright, and he was very cute.

　　 "Could it be that you are the second child of this restaurant?".

　　 "Hi, my lord, you're right" said the boy flatteringly and grabbed his hand to Chen Jiu's parcel.

　　 Chen Jiu gently turned his body and let the boy's hand: "You don't need to hold it, you can't hold it."

　　 Two people walked slowly inside, and the boy shouted: "The shopkeeper, the visitor is here."

　　 An old voice came from inside: "What are you kidding nonsense, how come customers come to my restaurant, I'll be careful when I smoke you while playing around".

　　 "I didn't lie to you, there are really customers."

　　 There was no rebuttal this time, but there was a sound of footsteps, and Chen Jiu asked in confusion, "Why do you have so few guests in your restaurant?"

　　 The boy hesitated, and under Chen Jiu's gaze, he said: "Our restaurant is in trouble, and the guests dare not come."

　　 Chen Jiu frowned: "How could it be possible that there will be demons to make trouble in broad daylight? Besides, Qingyang Academy is in the prefecture. Any demons dare to make trouble here."

The boy wiped the chair beside Chen Jiu clean, asked Chen Jiu to sit down, and then leaned over to Chen Jiu’s ear and said: "Our master accidentally broke the image of the judge, and then the judge was furious. Every day there are bulls, ghosts, and snakes who make trouble. The monks or Confucians are not good at interfering in the affairs of the Yinsi, so things are stuck in this stalemate."

　　 Chen Jiu looked at the little boy with a look of unbelief: "The judge won't be so stingy, right? It's just a statue of a god, just smash the one under construction."

The boy's complexion flushed: "The most important thing is that I don’t know who it is. He accidentally stained the statue with dog blood. The judge was furious. Although the judge didn’t say any words of revenge, the people underneath tried to figure out the judge The Lord’s mind naturally came to vent his anger for the judge.”

　　 Chen Jiu was furious and suddenly slapped the table: "Yin Si'an dares to be so rampant, how dare to directly interfere in human affairs like this, deceiving my human race?"

　　 The little boy hurriedly pulled Chen Jiu's sleeve: "Speak carefully, speak carefully, or something big will happen."

　　 Chen Jiu smiled disdainfully: "Just a little devil, what can you do with me?"

　　 Boy Nuonuo, at this time the old man with sixties came up and slapped the back of the boy's head: "You are talking about something to the guest officer again, please bring up the recipe soon."

　　 This slap is really not light, the child has tears in the corners of his eyes, and ran to the side to get the recipe.

　　 "I have seen the son, this kid is an orphan picked up by the old man, without a father or a mother, I treat him as my own granddaughter, the old man is too petting, but it is causing trouble to the guest officer."

　　 "You said he is a girl?" Chen Jiu asked in surprise.

　　 To be honest, this little boy is young, so Chen Jiu should not distinguish between male and female.

　　 The old shopkeeper nodded: "Exactly."

　　 Chen Jiu laughed and said, "I am not afraid of trouble. What the little guy said before is also interesting. This is the first time I have heard someone tell me about ghosts and monsters."

　　The wrinkles on the old man's face are deeper: "The son, don't talk about ghosts and gods."

　　 The little boy brought a recipe, Chen Jiu flipped through it, and then ordered four dishes: "Just these four."

　　The old shopkeeper took notes and started cooking by himself. Since the incident happened in the hotel, the chef in the restaurant has run out.

The little boy awkwardly moved a head-sized wine jar and said in a low voice, "I think you are a good person. This is the number one red that my grandfather has hidden for more than 70 years. Today you have a good fortune. ".

　　 Chen Jiu looked at this little guy and he was a big ghost: "Why do you take out the old wine that has been cherished for decades? Don't shoot your grandfather and beat you."

The little boy frowned and said, "Beat me, this restaurant can't be opened anymore. No one dares to buy it if you want to sell it. My grandfather doesn't drink this wine. When someone buys this restaurant in the future, it will be cheaper for others. It's better to give you a good drink, at least I feel you are very comfortable."

　　 Chen Jiu is also welcome, took the wine jar, gently tore the kraft paper, a strong aroma of wine exudes: "It's really good wine."

　　 The little boy looked proudly at Chen Jiu.

　　 "My name is Chen Jiu, it is one, two, three, five, six, seven, eight, nine. It can also be drinking wine."

　　 "My name is Feiyan, flying around, swallow's swallow".

　　 Chen Jiu took a sip of wine and said: "Good name, the old Wang Xietang Qianyan, flew into the homes of ordinary people, good name, good name".

　　 Although the little boy didn’t understand poetry, he still felt that Chen Jiu’s sentence "In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan, flew into the homes of ordinary people."

　　 "The son's dishes are ready" The old shopkeeper came up with the dishes.

　　 Before he even got into the house, he praised: "Good wine, it is really good wine. This wine has at least decades of dust hidden."

　　 Chen Jiu laughed and looked at the old shopkeeper who opened the door: "My old club has good eyesight, this wine is indeed decades old."

　　 "Oh, decades of fine wine are hard to find." The old shopkeeper put the dishes on the table one by one ~www.readwn.com~ Looking at the wine jar, he muttered, "Why is this wine jar so familiar?"

　　 There was a smile at the corner of Chen Jiu's mouth: "It is indeed very familiar. This is the altar of champion red hidden in the shopkeeper's house."

　　 The old shopkeeper was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled bitterly: "Feiyan this girl".

　　 Watching the old shopkeeper pull Feiyan away, Chen Jiu didn't stop him. He gently poured a glass of wine and inhaled: "Good wine, really good wine."

　　 "Good wine is not something you, a short-lived ghost, can enjoy. If you don't leave here, I'm afraid you won't see the sun tomorrow, let alone enjoy the wine."

　　 Why is there always someone to interrupt when others enjoy it the most, just like this uninvited guest in front of me.

　　 There was a faint ghost air. Unlike ordinary ghosts, there was a smell of incense in this ghost.

　　 Chen Jiu did not look up, took a sip of the wine slowly, and then said faintly: "What an unexpected guest, did I let you in?".

　　 "What did you say?" The ghost image didn't seem to hear Chen Jiu's words. He was surprised and angry.

"Since I spent my purse here, that's my place. Before I left, I had the final say. Who told you this kid to roll in without my master's consent, actually threatened me and let it go. Words, I hate you who don’t know the heights of the earth the most. Now that you are here, don’t leave.”

　　 After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu put down the wine glass and looked at the illusory figure opposite, a bright light shot in his eyes.