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Chapter 151 Invite you to dinner
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The bitter wind and rain buried the ruins.

Under a half-collapsed roof, a campfire crackled and leaped, roasting half a crocodile.

Hu Zongche, dressed in a blue robe and bamboo hat, sat by the campfire, squinting as he listened to the burly man sitting opposite him.

"...He was willing to exchange three hundred immortal peaches for the second volume."

"But I always felt that this guy wasn't very genuine."

"Master, should we wait until we get the Immortal Peach, and then give him the second volume after a while..."

Hu Zongche grinned.

"Are you afraid that if you hand over the second volume, he'll kill you?"

The burly man paused for a moment, feeling slightly embarrassed that his thoughts had been seen through by the patriarch.

He wouldn't dare.

"After reading this book, you'll become half an ally of the Hu family."

"Do not worry."

Hu Zongche took out a thin book from his pocket and handed it to the burly man.

"Eat it and take it to him."

As the burly man finished eating the booklet, his figure faded away and returned to the mortal realm.

Hu Zongche wasn't afraid of getting burned. He reached over the campfire, broke off a small piece of crocodile meat that was already charred but not burnt, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the heavy rain nearby!

It was a huge dragon head, peering out from the thick rain.

A muffled, deep sound came from the dragon's mouth.

"I've finished setting it up too."

Hu Zongche nodded.

"The autumnal equinox is in two days."

"Brother Long, we have only known each other for a short time, and now we must part forever."

"But I searched all over Jizhou and couldn't find a single jar of wine to share with you."

"I feel really bad."

Old Dragon chuckled.

"I am at my wit's end in the celestial realm."

"You have gone to the mortal realm, where the sky is high and the sea is wide."

"If Lord Hu is mindful of past friendships, there is no need for him to drink."

"I only ask that you take care of my child once or twice in the mortal world in the future."

……

Huff...woo...

The autumn winds are growing colder, and the twilight is deepening.

In the suburbs of Donghu City, a mutton soup restaurant has already lit up its lights.

Several truck drivers ate and drank their fill here, then lifted the curtain and left, revealing the aroma of hot mutton soup inside.

"I heard that Donghu City isn't very safe lately, there are always fights."

"Hey, fucking, where's safe these days?"

"Let's hurry up, we still need to get to the harbor to unload the cargo."

Not far away, sparks from a nearby utility pole crackled and coalesced into human shapes before falling to the ground.

The man appeared to be in his early twenties, dressed in brand-new sportswear. He looked at the mutton soup shop in the distance and couldn't help but swallow hard.

"In this weather, it would be quite comforting to have a bowl of hot mutton soup with extra pepper, and slurp it down."

He pulled a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, jogged towards the mutton soup restaurant, lifted the curtain, and saw the owner inside.

Do you accept cash?

cash?

The owner, wearing a greasy apron, was stunned and subconsciously looked at the security camera inside the store.

These days, nobody uses cash anymore, unless they're fugitive celestial officials afraid of being caught by big data analytics...

In a split second, the boss turned pale, his mind racing with thoughts of how to escape, how to report the man, and how to keep him calm...

The young man in sportswear gave an awkward smile, didn't insist, lowered the curtain, and turned to leave.

"We've been protecting Donghu City for so long, but we can't even get a bowl of mutton soup from Donghu..."

Just as he was complaining, a cloud appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

On the left and right of him in the clouds, two small figures, with long bodies, short arms and legs, wearing celestial official hats and wrapped in black cloud robes, were bending over and waving their claws, inviting him to go up.

The young man pondered for a moment. "Haha, okay, I'll go!"

……

Inside a private room in a teahouse.

The burly man left with the peaches.

Only Song Xiaowei remained, clutching the thin booklet and wiping the sticky residue off the cover with his sleeve.

I carefully opened the booklet again, read the first page, and then turned to the second page.

After reading a few lines, his eyes widened and lit up!
"It's the real thing!"

"Using the immortal peach in reverse, it really works!"

He took a deep breath, closed the booklet, and tucked it into his pocket.

If he were in the Immortal Dynasty, he would never have been able to obtain this booklet.

"At the end of the Immortal Dynasty, the mortal realm was in chaos. In this special era, all sorts of opportunities emerged."

"Three hundred immortal peaches for such an opportunity, it's totally worth it!"

……

Donghu City Hospital.

Vans are carrying doctors, nurses, and patients to evacuate in an orderly manner.

The patients came out of the hospital building and boarded the vehicle in turn.

Some patients were cooperative, while others were swearing and cursing.

"Why did they make me transfer to another hospital out of nowhere? They're really making things difficult for me."

"Damn it, they won't explain what's going on at all. All they say is 'cooperate,' but what are they supposed to cooperate with?"

Qin Wei and Fang Min, who were watching the scene from the side, both looked embarrassed.

He had no choice but to put it in his pocket and pretend he hadn't heard anything.

In fact, they didn't know whether or not the patients needed to be evacuated.
But since the Hu family had once wanted to house the disaster victims around the hospital, the Non-Natural Bureau simply decided to cut off their supply line by transferring all the patients from the hospital!
Leaving behind an empty hospital, let's see what the Hu family can still do.
Most patients are reluctant to be transferred.

"Doctor, is my surgery postponed?"

"If I transfer to another hospital, will I still be able to receive dialysis?"

"Dr. Fang, my due date is approaching. Will you be transferring to another hospital with me? Will there be a delivery room after the transfer?"

Fang Min patted the pregnant woman on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, we'll transfer you to the Women and Children's Health Hospital. The conditions there are no worse than here."

……

whoosh...

After passing through a barrier, the scene before the young man in the sportswear changed instantly!
What was once a vast expanse of sky suddenly appeared on a huge black cloud!
The clouds were billowing and the fog was hazy, so he couldn't see anything clearly.

Two small celestial officials led the way.

After walking for a while, a long dining table finally appeared at the end of the clouds.

The table was covered with a variety of hot and delicious foods, their aromas wafting through the air.

A dozen or so minor celestial officials sat around the table, all dressed in black cloud robes, and all looked at him.

At the very center of the dining table, a figure wearing a celestial official's hat, hidden in the clouds, also looked at him.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days."

"You are... a Grand Ninth-Rank Immortal Official from the Thunder Pool Path?"

The young man in the sportswear nodded.

Yes, that's me.

"You are... a Grand Ninth Rank cultivator from the Soaring Cloud Path?"

Seeing the other party nod while hidden in the clouds, Lei Chi, a ninth-rank official, wasn't angry... anyway, his face was fake.

After he sat down, he felt that the chair beneath him was cool and soft.

Looking at the table full of dishes, there were roasted lamb chops, stewed beef, pancakes, stir-fried pork belly... all kinds of fresh dishes, all steaming hot.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings).

They're both high-ranking officials, but look at the lives they lead.
Wu Yun gestured with his hand.

"I invited you here today for no other reason than to have a meal and make some friends."

We ate and talked.

"Please."

Lei Chi, a ninth-rank official, picked up his chopsticks, glanced at the dishes on the table, and swallowed hard.

"Hey, actually I don't enjoy these dishes."

(End of this chapter)