Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 72 It’s ok, I’ll help you choose

The sun is hot,

There is a tea stall beside the official road, which is the only one within a hundred miles.

Xu Zhiqiu felt dry in the mouth, so he found a seat and took off his bamboo hat.

"Boss, give me a pot of high quality."

"Okay, one pot costs twelve cents."

"Twelve... You're not overcharging me, are you? Which country's tea would you dare to sell at such a high price?"

"Eight cents for tea, four cents for water. The tea is the best tea from a small pot before the rain, and the water is the cold spring water from the mountain stream."

"Slurp (drooling sound) Oh, I have to be cautious with such a big project... Um, don't put the tea leaves in first, give me a bowl of boiled water so I can taste the saltiness..."

"Ah?" The stall owner was confused. "Then, then I've never done that before?"

"That's because you didn't touch me. If you had touched me earlier, I would have done this a long time ago."

"..."

Xu Zhiqiu rummaged in his pocket for a long time and finally managed to scrape together four big coins and put them on the table.

Even though he has eight gold bars in his arms, he is still considered a rich man.

But he would not be willing to spend this money even if he had to sell his kidney, as it was his unshakable "startup fund".

After a while, the "high-end cold spring" came up.

The one who served him water was the tea stall owner's daughter, who was about 28 years old, wearing a red and green flowered skirt and had a flat face.

When he first saw Xu Zhiqiu taking off his hat, he was stunned at first, and then his face turned red.

She put the bowl down and turned away shyly, but before she left, as luck would have it, her little finger accidentally scratched his hand.

Xu Zhiqiu was stunned when he saw this and thought, am I being teased?
There is nothing I can do about it, young guys are just handsome.

You know what, there is a reason why it’s expensive.

Although it is just boiled water, it has an unexpected sweet taste.

Let me quench your thirst.

Xu Zhiqiu sat for a while and felt that he had rested well. Just as he was thinking about checking out and leaving, a voice suddenly passed by:

"Boss, two pots of tea please."

The voice was gentle, yet slightly hoarse, and had a magnetic quality.

"Okay, let me tell you first, this pot of tea costs twelve cents. The tea is the best pre-rain tea in a small can, and the water is..." Dr. Tea introduced his own products tirelessly.

"Haha, don't be afraid, just go ahead."

Xu Zhiqiu looked up and saw two people, one in black and one in white, walking past him and sitting down at the table opposite.

After the two men sat down, they also looked towards him.

One of them nodded and smiled at him. He was a middle-aged scholar with thin eyebrows and a square face.
He looked elegant, with bright eyes, and seemed to have an aura of majesty without being angry.

He was wearing a light black Confucian robe and had a light purple jade pendant on his waist, which was exquisite and translucent, and had a faint aura of auspiciousness.

The other one was a scholar in white clothes, with slightly gray hair, waving a folding fan in his hand, with a scholarly look on his face, just looking at Xu Zhiqiu silently.

The most eye-catching part of his body is his left ring finger, on which he wears a crystal clear jade ring, which seems to have a faint auspicious glow.

"These two people..."

A golden halo flashed in Xu Zhiqiu's eyes, but he didn't reveal anything.

After all, there are so many monks in this world, so it’s not surprising to meet them on the road.

So he stood up, paid the bill and was about to leave.

"This brother."

The black-robed scholar was smiling at him calmly. Xu Zhiqiu asked in surprise, "Brother, is your name so-and-so?"

The scholar nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."

Just then his table of tea arrived.
The scholar picked up the teapot and walked over slowly, sitting down opposite him without any courtesy.

The scholar looked Xu Zhiqiu up and down, then pointed at the scholar behind him.
"My brother is a man of few words, which made me feel quite lonely along the way. I like you, so I'd like to come over and chat with you. Do you mind?"

As he said this, he poured a pot of tea into Xu Zhiqiu's bowl as if to please him.
Xu Zhiqiu looked at him silently, then put his butt back on the stool.
"This brother, you are too polite."

"Hey, meeting is fate, why be so reserved?"

The scholar smiled and motioned him to drink. Then he asked again, "I see that you have an extraordinary bearing and a divine light in your eyes. I think you are not a mortal, but an immortal, right?"

When someone invites him to dinner, Xu Zhiqiu certainly won’t refuse.

I took a sip and the aroma of tea lingered on my teeth. Although it was refreshing and strong, it was not top quality.

Hey, teapot...

Responded:
"Brother, you are so good at praising me. I, with my humble skills, cannot bear it."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The scholar laughed loudly and then cupped his hands.

"My last name is Wan, and my given name is Renwang. That person is my sworn brother, his surname is Dongfang, and his given name is Mu. I wonder what your name is, brother?"

"My name is Xu Zhiqiu."

"Oh, Brother Xu looks so exhausted, where are you going?"

"This world is so vast, ...

"So free and easy, so bold!"

Tens of thousands of people were amazed and said:
"My brother and I have been envious of masters of cultivation like you since we were young." He pointed at the scholar in white behind him, who nodded. "It's a pity that my brother and I have never had the opportunity to enter the Tao, but we really yearn for the masters to be able to control magic weapons and soar into the sky. For decades, we have been eager to get a magic weapon of the immortals to feast our eyes. Brother Xu is a cultivator, I wonder if you can fulfill our little wish?"

After saying that, he bowed deeply to Xu.

"?"

Xu Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two of them.

I wondered what these two people were pretending to be.

Oh, by the way, the other party doesn’t know that he has golden eyes.

But such deliberate contact and concealment, could it be that the motive is not pure?

After thinking it over, Xu Zhiqiu was too lazy to try to test the waters with others, so -

"I have something to say. If my guess is wrong, please forgive me."

"Brother Xu, what are you talking about? You can say it anyway."

Xu Zhiqiu put down the tea bowl and said calmly:
"Are you two from the Ghost King Sect?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scholar's face showed astonishment, and the scholar behind him stood up suddenly.

The two looked at each other in surprise.

Wanrenwang's tone was somewhat stiff, staring at Xu Zhiqiu:
"How did you figure it out?"

Xu Zhiqiu's eyes glowed with gold again as he looked at them silently.

I just had a rough look at it, but now I see it in much more detail.

First of all, these two people have a very strong foundation.

He was almost the most accomplished person he had ever seen.

Moreover, his true energy is pure, without any demonic, evil or murderous spirit. It seems that the method he practices is not some superficial and evil sorcery.

It should be high-end product.

"Oh, so it seems that the people I saved that day were your wife and daughter?"

Xu Zhiqiu pointed out his guess, and Wanren did not refute it. The surprise on his face gradually disappeared, and he looked gentle again.

"Your Excellency has a good method." He praised.

Xu Zhiqiu had no intention of greeting him and asked directly:
"Here comes the return of gratitude?"

"And revenge."

"Talk about it."

"That killer monk had already submitted his invitation to the Ghost King Sect and was considered a candidate for our sect, but he died at your hands. Tell me, should I seek revenge for this?"

"Oh, do you want to repay the favor first or take revenge first?"

"I'm not sure about this for now."

"It's okay, I'll help you choose."

After Xu Zhiqiu finished speaking, he held the crimson palace in his hand and pressed it towards his forehead.

(End of this chapter)