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"Mom~! Woo~Mom..."

Amid a burst of sorrowful crying, the crowd gradually gathered.

A young woman wearing plain cloth clothes and mourning clothes, but with a beautiful face in the prosperous era, was kneeling on the street with tears in her face, and she was still lying beside her.

Women.

A flag written in black in white cloth was standing beside the two of them.

"Selling oneself to bury your mother..."

"This girl is so pitiful. She actually sold herself to bury her mother! If I had money, I would definitely buy her back!"

"Don't be greedy for small gains. I heard that there are two female thieves here recently, called "the mother and daughter of a despicable thief," who specializes in lying to others' money!

Someone has moved all the things in the whole house by them!”

"Is there such a thing? But looking at her appearance, she doesn't look like her."

"If she was born with a bad person, no one would have been fooled~! Let's go~ let's go~ Ouch!"

Among the crowds of onlookers, the discussion between the two men seemed particularly clear and gradually became the focus of the people around them.

However, when they were facing the woman who was crying and complaining in front of me, they still looked pity for her, their views were completely different.

One of them is obviously not deeply involved in the world and has too much sympathy, while the other is sarcastic and sophisticated and too vigilant.

Finally, the sarcastic man persuaded his companion and pulled him out.

But I didn't expect that after just a few steps, the stingy man suddenly felt a sharp pain on his butt, as if he was stabbed by a needle, so painful that he began to limp unconsciously when walking.

He howled and turned around and looked, but he didn't expect that there was actually a needle on his butt at this moment!

The man who had previously been unscrupulous in dialects quickly pulled his companions and ran to the distance with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Seeing this, the onlookers suddenly became confused. Many people were afraid of the disaster and dispersed.

At this time, Liang Yue stood outside the crowd and saw the whole process. Facing this classic scene, she just smiled and walked towards a restaurant not far away.

"That woman is Hongdou, she looks really like Goddess Qiu~"

"But I'm more interested in her mother than this goddess who is in her prime."

"Thousand-Handed Guanyin~ Zhu Xiaoqian, it is said that she was the number one beauty in the martial arts world back then. Although she has become an aunt, her hidden weapon skills are really awesome."

Looking back, the mother and daughter who were gradually surrounded by the crowd again, just at this moment, Hongdou, who was kneeling there, was also looking at Liang Yue with his head down.

For a moment, the two people's eyes collided in the air.

Goddess Qiu's big eyes, which were hidden in Qiu Bo, glared at him fiercely, with a hidden threat in his eyes, and Liang Yue bent the corners of her mouth at the woman.

Then, Hong Wending, who was standing there with a wooden land and waiting for his father to return, walked into the restaurant.

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"Waiter~ I'll give me a hot pot! Cut more mutton slices and then some tofu. The sesame juice in the sauce will be enough!"

"Okay! This Taoist priest, please wait. The fresh big bone soup has been brewed for a long time, so you will be satisfied!"

"Well~ By the way, I'll cook for me a few more dishes, just a little vegetarian~"

"I understand! What else do Taoist priest have to tell me? Our store has a very old Fenjiu. The merchants who come and go say it tastes good, why don't you try it too?"

"Then let's try it out~"

"Okay! A set of big bone hot pot! Two plates of materials, one pot of old Fenjiu~~~!"

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Looking at the waiter's back as he left attentively, Liang Yue was also full of freshness at this time, looking around from time to time.

I saw that although the restaurant lobby was not crowded, it was bustling with people almost filled with diners coming to eat.

Some were in groups of three or five, and some were facing each other, each of them gathered together to talk loudly about trivial matters in life.

In this case, Liang Yue himself seemed a little abrupt.

Thanks to the Taoist priest arranged by the system, at this time, he did not have to abide by the customs of the Qing court like ordinary people, whether he was dressing or hairstyle.

She was wearing a blue-black Taoist robe, a yellow right-sided lapel lining, a bun with high height behind her head, a slightly fair skin tone, and her current appearance as an overly handsome young man.

Invisibly, he also became the focus of the crowd.

In the lobby, people would look at him from time to time, and their faces were unconsciously filled with a hint of curiosity.

The few vulgar men in the corner were now looking at Liang Yue with malicious intentions, ready to rub their hands, their eyes shining brightly, and they showed their covetous look at him...

The inn is very efficient. In just one or two minutes, the hot hot pot and charcoal fire have been brought up.

From the unrestrained aroma of soup, it can be judged that in order to deal with the endless stream of diners, the store must have been prepared.

After a while, the wine and food were all served. Liang Yue poured himself a glass of aged Fenjiu. He smelled the rich aroma of the wine and nodded unconsciously.

But after taking a sip, the guy knew that the wine must have been blended and mixed with a lot of water~!

However, Liang Yue didn't care about these things. The light ancient winemaking style has a unique flavor.

After drinking a few cups, I began to taste the meat and vegetables on the table.

At this moment, a fierce shouting and fighting suddenly came from the second floor of the restaurant.

The wood burst, the weapons were hitting each other, and there were screams, moans and moans from time to time in the noise.

The originally noisy atmosphere in the lobby suddenly became quiet. At this time, most of the diners shrank their heads and did not dare to speak, and listened to the movements upstairs with their ears.

A few of them were timid, and they even hunched out the door quietly.

"Wending!"

At this moment, a shout suddenly came.

Hong Wending, who was originally standing at the entrance of the restaurant in a daze, immediately followed the string machine and grabbed the flagpole of the restaurant and flew to the second floor in just a few strokes.

Liang Yue, who had been following the child, couldn't help but be stunned.

To be honest, if it were me, even though I could do this, it would not be too difficult to hold the flagpole to go up to the second floor with my extraordinary physical fitness.

But in terms of painting style, Liang Yue must be so elegant.

"This is just his son. If it were changed to Hong Xiguan, his ability would probably be much stronger!"

"This is the legendary light skills, right?"

"By the way, this new Shaolin Five Ancestor World is not considered a profound warrior plane. At most, it is a little more outstanding in the plot and fighting."

"In such a world, there should be no mysterious technique, right?"

Liang Yue was eating vegetables at this time and thinking.

Facing the screams coming from time to time and the sound of fists and feet colliding like the sound of drums, he did not take them seriously, nor did he feel like he was involved.

First of all, according to the development of the plot, the fight on the second floor was just a few small scenes, which was not scary for Brother Jie.

Faced with the betrayal of his brothers and the siege of the imperial soldiers, Hong Xiguan still had the energy to teach the principles of being a human being for Hong Wending, who was watching on the side.

Secondly, Liang Yue didn't seem to have to get involved at this time.

Because he doesn't have this task ~

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