"The first thing he does after coming to the Divine Land is to rob people?"
At the entrance of the alley, the big Jinwu, who was on lookout, clenched his teeth and looked speechlessly at Fang Xing, who had taken all the silver, notes, gold, silver, and copper from the fat old man from head to toe. He felt a little speechless. Although this little bandit was not as rich as a country, he could be considered as rich even in Shenzhou. How could he rob someone for such a small amount of money …?
"You … you better think about it. I'm doing this for Young Master Zou Li of the Tianyi Palace … He's the inherited disciple of the Tianyi Palace … You … If you rob me, Young Master Zou Li will kill you on the spot when he enters the city …"
The fat old man was trembling with fear. He had seen some people who used their supernatural powers to cause trouble in the city and were expelled, but he had never seen someone who caused trouble as soon as they entered the city. This alley was less than a thousand feet away from the city gate. Where did this country bumpkin get such courage from? Although he was surprised, he did not dare to make a sound with the flying sword on his neck. He could only stammer out threats.
"Using this method to make money, you city people really know how to play …"
Fang Xing did not show any mercy. After searching the old man for all his money, he knocked him out with his finger.
There was a lot of money, a few dozen pieces of silver, a dozen strings of coins, and a thousand taels of silver note. It had been a long time since he had robbed people of money. Fang Xing was very satisfied with the feeling. Then he put the money in his storage bag with a smile and put his arm around the neck of the Great Golden Crow. He said, "Let's go, I know you've been tired these days. Let's go and have a good meal!"
The atmosphere in the Divine Land was different from other places. Although Qiuzhou City was only a city inhabited by mortals, and not an immortal city where cultivators came and went to exchange items, it still showed that the Divine Land, a place rich in Spiritual Qi, was not ordinary. Even if they found a random restaurant in the city, it still looked rich and elegant. On the old-fashioned walls, there were many calligraphies left by scholars and immortals.
As for the dishes, they were not cheap, but Fang Xing had enough money. He and the crow bought a table of "Dongpo Pork", "Roasted Suckling Pig", "Drunken Prawns", "Lion's Head", and so on. They also bought two jars of Pear Blossom Wine. They each took one side and began to wolf down the food. During the three months of continuous travel, their stomachs had suffered.
These two guys drank to their heart's content as if there was no one around, which attracted a lot of sidelong glances.
At this time, on the second floor of the restaurant, although it was not mealtime, there were many elegant customers sitting there. They ordered a pot of wine, a few dishes, and drank slowly just to kill time. This made Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow even more unsightly. Some people looked at them with disgust, but unfortunately, it did not work on Fang Xing. If anyone dared to look at him, he would stare back, as if looking for a fight.
Just when half of the jar of wine was drunk, three customers came up from below the restaurant. They were tall and slender, their Daoist robes were clean, and they carried long swords on their backs. They looked energetic, and the waiter next to them was attentively serving them. It seemed that they were also regular customers. When the three people came up, they saw Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow eating at the table. They frowned immediately.
"Waiter, when did your Taibai Restaurant become a place for barbarians to eat?"
The leading Childe, who was about 30 years old, gently tapped the waiter with a folding fan in his hand and ridiculed him.
The waiter was a little embarrassed, but he did not want to offend Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow. He thought, "They just took a banknote of 1,000 taels of silver and asked us to eat and drink as much as we can. It's much more generous than you coming to the second floor every day and ordering a pot of wine and two dishes for the whole afternoon. At most, you can eat ten taels of silver. Why are you pretending to be a big boss here?"
However, the waiter was also discerning. He had heard that this Childe's identity was not ordinary, and he was a true disciple of a small Immortal Sect three hundred miles outside of Qiu State City. He used to come to this city often. He did not want to offend him, so he did not answer. He just smiled and led the three people to a table by the window on the west side. During this time, Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow surprisingly did not get angry. It seemed that they did not want to cause trouble.
It was not that these two guys' tempers had become better. The main thing was that after hearing the man's words, Fang Xing was slightly stunned. He bent down and asked the Great Golden Crow in a low voice, "What did that bastard mean by eating?"
The Great Golden Crow did not know, either. He said casually, "He thinks that we are his grandfathers?"
Fang Xing nodded his head and did not intend to haggle with the fan-wielding bastard.
"Ha …"
Their voices weren't loud, but a woman in white at the table next to them heard them and laughed out loud.
This woman had been there before Fang Xing and the others came up. She was alone, with a pot of wine and two cups in front of her. However, she did not touch her lips. She just stared out of the window in a daze, as if she was full of sorrow. Her sadness could be felt by everyone within ten meters of her. At this time, because she accidentally heard the conversation between Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow, she could not help but smile and turn around to take a look.
"Yo, this woman is not bad …"
Fang Xing smiled and showed the wine pot to her.
However, when the woman saw the messy cups on their table, she frowned and ignored them again.
Fang Xing was immediately dissatisfied. He thought, "What a pretentious woman …"
"Eh?"
The young man with the folding fan, who was led to the table on the west side by the waiter, also saw the woman's beautiful face. His heart moved slightly, and he coughed lightly and whispered something to the waiter. The waiter immediately looked at Fang Xing with a troubled expression and did not move for a long time. The young man with the folding fan was already somewhat dissatisfied. He snorted lightly and simply ignored the waiter, walking over by himself.
"Pa la …"
Two pieces of silver suddenly fell on the table in front of Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow. They rolled twice and fell into a bowl of pickled vegetable soup.
Fang Xing was stunned and looked up in disbelief.
The young man with the folding fan looked at the woman at the table next to Fang Xing and said lightly, "You guys change tables. Don't disturb this lady's peace!"
Fang Xing's eyes became even more dazed and did not speak for a long time.
The young man with the folding fan was already somewhat impatient. He waved his fan lightly as if he was swatting away a fly. "Although Taibai Inn is a place of mortals, it has always been known for its tranquility. How could it allow the two of you to wolf down your food here? You're clearly disturbing the scholarly atmosphere here. This young man will not bully you. Go downstairs and eat. This silver will be your compensation!"
Fang Xing's expression became even more dazed. Someone actually took the initiative to look for this young master?
When the young man with the folding fan saw this, he thought that he had scared Fang Xing and said impatiently, "You're still not leaving?"
His eyesight was not very good, similar to that of the general guarding the city gate. He saw that Fang Xing's robe was not exquisite, his grey hair, and he had a fat crow on his back. His aura was faintly discernible, and he did not look that old. Thus, he thought that Fang Xing was a Spirit Formation Realm cultivator, a small cultivator that could not fly clouds. Thinking that if Fang Xing was not satisfied, he would flick his fan and throw him out of the window.
Under the urging of the young man with the folding fan, Fang Xing finally opened his mouth. "Screw you, compensate me for this bowl of pickled vegetable soup!"
When this shout came out, the entire second floor of Taibai Inn became silent.
"What … what did you say?"
The young man with the folding fan originally wanted to show off in front of the woman next to the window, but after being scolded, his expression changed.
"Say your uncle, compensate me for my pickled vegetable soup, or else I'll slap you bastard grandson …"
Fang Xing slammed the table and jumped up. His nose and eyes were much fiercer than the young man with the folding fan.
Under this great anger, the aura on his body circulated, but it also revealed that his cultivation was not ordinary and he was definitely not an ordinary person.
The young man with the folding fan could no longer maintain his composure. He was so angry that his palms were trembling. He repeatedly said, "Good … Good … You're courting death, don't blame me for not showing mercy …" As he spoke, the fingers holding the folding fan had already turned blue. Spiritual energy surged in his body and he was about to make a move, but at this moment, his two companions behind him hurriedly pulled him back and whispered, "Don't make a move!"
"Now is not the same as before. Tianyi Palace has already issued a decree that no spells can be used in Yezhou City …"
The young man with the folding fan finally reacted after the two of them persuaded him. The spiritual energy on his body gradually faded, and he coldly glared at Fang Xing. He whispered, "Bumpkin, you've got guts. Unfortunately, today we're in Yezhou City. I'm here for Dragon Lady's son-in-law selection. I don't want to lose the bigger picture because of a small matter, so I'll let you go for now. I only hope that you never leave the city, otherwise …"
He smiled sinisterly and was about to throw down some harsh words and leave.
However, it would have been better if he hadn't mentioned the son-in-law selection. As soon as he did, Fang Xing immediately became angry. He jumped up and slapped him, scolding, "Son-in-law selection my ass! What's so good about that b * tch that she even attracted a bastard like you?"
"Slap!"
This slap didn't seem to be anything special. It was just that it was filled with spiritual energy, so it was extremely powerful.
The young master with the folded fan was shocked. He had already raised his fan in front of his face, but this palm directly shattered the fan into pieces. Then, the palm landed solidly on his face, causing his body to fly up. He spun in the air like a spinning top and slammed into the wall with two "sou sou" sounds. Then, before he could even let out a scream, he had already smashed through the wall and was sent flying into the street.
"You … You dare to use spells in Yezhou City?"
The two people next to the young man with the folding fan were already so scared that their faces turned ashen.
It seemed that the ban on using spells in the city had a great impact on them. Even now, they had no intention of fighting back.
"So what if I use spells?"
Fang Xing didn't hold back. With a backhand, he sent out another palm strike. Invisible spiritual energy was drawn in, but it seemed to have landed solidly on the other person's face. That person had already put all of his concentration into defense, but the result was no different from having no defense at all. He also smashed through a wall and flew out. The last person was so frightened that he screamed and turned to escape. However, the large wings stretched out and patted his back, and he also flew out.
For a moment, three of the four walls on the second floor of the Taibai Restaurant were broken. Only the wall next to the woman sitting next to him was still intact.
"Does … does he want to die? How dare he use spells in Yezhou City? "
"I didn't feel wrong. He just used spiritual energy. He definitely used spiritual energy!"
"This is troublesome. With such a big fuss, the disciples of Tianyi Palace will definitely be alerted …"
The entire second floor of the Taibai Restaurant was in a mess, as if it had provoked a hornet's nest.
"If I don't show you my temper, you'll think I'm a pushover …"
Fang Xing was still panting. He sat down indignantly and slammed the table to ask the waiter to bring him a bowl of pickled cabbage soup.
The woman sitting by the window also turned her head and looked over with a cold look in her eyes.
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