Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

"Second brother, is there a newcomer in the store?"

"That's right, it's not a good business. I can't do it alone, so I asked the shopkeeper to recruit an old man who sweeps the floor."

"..."

The restaurant reopened after being closed for several days.

There are still a steady stream of guests.

The lives of Qin Hao and his group have returned to their usual innocence.

And in Blackwood Town, there are indeed quite a few more cultivators.

The cultivators in Blackwood Town didn't feel anything unusual about this.

After all, the Blackwood Forest is a paradise for adventurers.

It's just that there are much more conflicts in Blackwood Town than in the past.

After all, the cultivators from the big forces all look aloof and easily offend others.

If it is in other places, cultivators without background will still be scruples, the sect of these cultivators.

But the adventurers in the Blackwood Forest are different. They live a life of licking blood with the tip of their knives every day.

If there is a disagreement, just do it.

Regardless of your power, as long as your strength is not as good as mine, you will die if you offend me.

As for being chased and killed, the cultivator in Blackwood Town is not afraid at all, if you run into the Blackwood Forest at worst, what can you do to me.

Due to increased conflict in Blackwood town.

The business of many shops has been affected.

After all, no matter what store, as long as there is a death, the business will be affected to a certain extent.

Only Qin Hao's restaurant was still as lively as usual, and no one was making trouble here.

Qin Hao came out to speak today as usual.

As soon as he got to his own position, he saw a black blindfold on a familiar face.

"Old swordsman, why are you missing an eye?"

"Mr. Qin, don't mention it. A few days ago, I had a fight with some bullshit Sect young man in the Blackwood Forest. When I lost, someone gouged out one of my eyes."

The old knife handle said with a depressed face.

He never expected that those young people would be so powerful, at such a young age, and with the Cultivation Base still under him, they could defeat their own Saber Technique with one move.

Qin Hao is not curious about this kind of Eight Trigrams, nor does he intend to ask about the process.

Just when he was about to tell a story.

A voice with a bit of contempt suddenly sounded.

"One-eyed dragon, you actually slandered me, Jiuyou Sacred Land, don't you want your tongue?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole restaurant fell silent instantly.

Jiuyou Sacred Land, that is the land of the most powerful Sacred Lands on the Nether Continent.

No wonder the old knife had one eye gouged out, it turned out that it provoked the existence of Sacred Land.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw four young cultivators, three women and one man, sitting around a table by the window on the second floor.

The mark of Jiuyou on the head of each of them is particularly conspicuous.

They were dressed in silver and gray robes that exuded a faint streamer, which added a bit of nobility to them.

But their haughty eyes made people feel very uncomfortable.

Seeing these people, the old swordsman stopped talking for a moment, and quickly lowered his head.

Qin Hao glanced at the four young men from the corner of his eye, two Nascent Souls, and two Gold Core cultivators.

The eyes of all four of them fell on the old knife handle.

One of the little girls with two buns on her head said, "Cyclops, hurry up and come over here and make amends to my aunt."

When the old knife handle heard this, the expression on his face became extremely ugly.

Just as he was about to get up, a gentle voice sounded.

"Everyone, the rules of this store, no matter what festivals you have had before, once you enter this store, all festivals and grudges must be put aside.

Conflicts and the use of force are prohibited in this store. Anyone who violates the rules will not be allowed to enter the store. "

As soon as these words came out, the old swordsman heaved a sigh of relief. He slowly stood up and said to Qin Hao who was at the side: "Mr. Qin, I'm the one who said hello first today, so I'm leaving the restaurant right now."

After saying that, he glanced at a few people and said: "You can deal with me whatever you want, don't disturb everyone's elegant mood in this restaurant."

The little girl with the ball head was unhappy when she heard it, and hummed lightly: "Hmph!"

"This girl is here to deal with you today!"

"Just like last time in Blackwood Forest."

When everyone heard this, expressions of disbelief appeared on their faces.

This little girl doesn't look very old. Although the cultivator has a good face, it is obvious that the little girl in front of her has not yet grown up.

But, it was such a little girl with no hair at all, who actually defeated the wicked old swordsman in Heimu Town.

The cultivator of Sacred Land is really scary.

It is worthy of being the place where Tianjiao gathers.

But this restaurant is not an ordinary restaurant, it is also a place where Power gathers.

These days, they also heard that these foreign cultivators wanted to find the trace of that Power in the Blackwood Forest.

But in everyone's eyes, the few people in the restaurant are the real Power.

It is even very possible that the movement in the Blackwood Forest was caused by these few people.

It's just that no one is willing to reveal how extraordinary these people are.

Not to mention that the second brother's wine is unparalleled in the world, Mr. Qin's books make them listen with gusto every time.

If the restaurant is closed, wouldn't they lose a place to relax.

As for the ghost stones given by those big forces, they don't have To put in one's eyes at all.

Those who beg for Life in Blackwood Town will lack these Spirit Stones in their pockets.

Just when the little girl was aggressive, there was a sound of footsteps.

I saw an old man walking up the stairs slowly with a broom.

Everyone knows this old man, he is new to the restaurant to sweep the floor.

But he never spoke, and everyone assumed that he was a mute.

The dumb old man suddenly said: "Miss, I advise you not to ignore Mr. Qin's kind advice."

"You dumb old man can talk?"

A guest standing beside him couldn't help but exclaimed.

Lao Hei grinned and exposed his black teeth in an instant, just looking at it gave people a creepy feeling.

"The guest is joking, I just don't like to talk, let alone the guest, you haven't taken the initiative to talk to me."

"Makes sense."

The guest resentfully sat back in the own seat.

Sure enough, there is no normal person in this restaurant.

The two of you have a word for each other.

From the little girl's point of view, she just didn't To put herself in one's eyes, and from her point of view, she is someone who came out of Sacred Land.

Although she is only an Outer Sect disciple, these secular people are not worthy to talk to her.

If she still despises herself so much now, if she doesn't teach the other party some lessons and goes back to Sacred Land, won't she be laughed at by others.

"If I don't take his kind advice to heart, what should you do?"

Old Hei said with a smile: "Our restaurant does not allow conflicts, so I can only invite you out."

His tone is very plain, but it gives people an unparalleled confidence.

It seemed that to invite these people out, for him, it was just a matter of raising his hand.

Many guests raised their wine glasses, showing expressions of watching a show.

It's been a long time since I saw the people in the restaurant make a move, it's really nostalgic!

Clang!

The girl was completely enraged by Lao Hei's words, and directly pulled out the saber in her hand, and slashed towards him.

The other cultivators sitting there did not intend to dissuade them at all.

Just when the Sword Qi was about to fall on Old Hei, he just waved the broom in his hand and patted it lightly.

Sword Qi dissipates instantly.