Judge of the Lamp

"Animals are not allowed to enter the wine shop of Qiancheng Kingdom. I understand this, why are people from Qiancheng not allowed to enter?" Gong Shuyan looked at Chen Zhengming, and did not understand what he said.

Chen Zhengming lowered his head, while Bao Huailuo and Zhang Shifeng turned to look away.

Gong Shuyan's words stuck in their hearts like a nail.

This is the pain of thousands of people, unspeakable pain.

Xu Zhiqiong laughed and said, "I'll take you to the restaurant, you straighten your backs for me, and tell them loudly that you are people from Qiancheng!"

Bao Huailuo, Zhang Shifeng, and Chen Zhengming were all from the Yamen of the Shenji Division. They have official status, and Xu Zhiqiong believes that they have the courage.

He strode to the door of the restaurant, the clerk of the restaurant widened his eyes, stepped forward and pushed Xu Zhiqiong: "Are you blind or deaf, do you know where this place is? Do you know who you are? "

This guy's face is full of superiority, and he doesn't know where this superiority comes from.

Xu Zhiqiong asked: "Aren't you from Qiancheng?"

"Why do you ask me?" the man said angrily, "I ask you, do you know who you are?"

Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile on his face, "I am Xuanren."

"You are Xuan, you, you are, Xuan..." The guy's tongue was instantly tied.

Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said, "Do you know why you were beaten?"

The clerk said with fear on his face: "Guest, Master Ke, it's my fault, I really didn't know just now..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Zhiqiong slapped the guy on the face, and slapped the guy from the outside to the door.

The guy fell heavily into the lobby of the restaurant, startling the steward behind him.

"Who is this? You dare to act wild here! This is a place only foreign gentlemen can come. If you dare to break into it, you are so tired of work, right?"

Lu Yang, the manager of the restaurant, called over a dozen staff and surrounded Xu Zhiqiong at the door.He really couldn't tell that Xu Zhiqiong was a foreigner. Most of the foreigners who came to Black Deer City were Tunu people, and there were also a few small countries east of Tunu, all of whom had yellow hair and white skin.

The guy who fell on the ground tremblingly said: "He, he is Xuanren."

"Where is Xuan people? Xuan, Xuan, Master Xuan Guo," the steward's expression softened instantly, and he smacked his lips, "You, please."

"So invite me here?" Xu Zhiqiong was quite surprised.

The other party didn't look at the certificate, and he didn't ask about the source. If I said I was a Xuanren, would he believe it?

Then come any Qiancheng person, as long as the voice is louder and the hands are more ruthless, will they all become Xuanren?

Soon, Xu Zhiqiong understood the reason.

He entered the restaurant and called everyone to come in together.

Lu Yang looked at Bao Huailuo and the others, and asked cautiously: "They are also..."

He wanted to ask if these people were all Xuan people.

Xu Zhiqiong looked back at Chen Zhengming, Chen Zhengming pursed his lips, exerted great strength, and said, "We came together."

Gong Shuyan glanced at Chen Zhengming, his eyes were full of disdain.

Bao Huailuo and Zhang Shifeng lowered their heads and replied softly, "Yes, we came together."

Xu Zhiqiong was extremely disappointed.

These three people have all been officials, and their ranks are not low. In this wine shop, they dare not admit that they are Qiancheng people.

It really doesn't need to be verified, the Qiancheng people can't straighten their waists in this wine shop, they don't have the guts to pretend to be Xuanren.

Another guy came and greeted politely: "Masters, this way please."

The waiter was clearing the table for Xu Zhiqiong, Xu Zhiqiong walked to a table by the window: "I want to sit here."

The waiter was taken aback, with a puzzled look on his face: "Master Ke, there are already people at that table."

There were indeed people at that table. A strong Tunu man and two Tunu women were chatting and laughing loudly, and his tongue-rolling Tunu words could be heard in the entire wine shop.

The strong man just pushed Xu Zhiqiong in front of the door, Xu Zhiqiong remembered him.

His name was Giralov, and he was a frequent visitor to the tavern.

Jilailov took a sip of his wine and said to a Tunu woman: "You don't know how lowly Qiancheng people are. I drank some wine yesterday and felt unhappy. I want to find someone to beat me up.
Walking on the street, I saw an official, so I grabbed him and beat him to death. The official didn't dare to fight back, and kept begging me for mercy. I spared his life. The next day, the officials in their yamen coming. "

The Tunu girl stared: "The officials are here, so they dare to arrest you?"

Jirailov laughed loudly: "I really thought he was here to catch me, and I wanted to beat him up, but I didn't expect him to come to apologize to me.

He asked the official to kowtow to me, apologize to me, give me money, and asked if my hand was hurt! "

The two women laughed loudly, and Xu Zhiqiong laughed too. While laughing, he stroked Ji Lailov's hair: "I want to sit here with you."

Ji Lailov was startled, and looked up at Xu Zhiqiong.

The two Tunu women were also stunned, they regarded Xu Zhiqiong as a thousand-year-old.

Qiancheng people dare to touch Tu slave's head?
The three Tunu were offended intolerably.

"Who let this bastard come in, where are your shopkeepers?" Tunu woman shouted sharply.

"Do you want to die that much?" Ji Lailov was furious, and got up to tear Xu Zhiqiong's clothes.

Xu Zhiqiong didn't let him stand up at all, grabbed his hair and slammed him on the table with a bang.

Jirailov was strong and had a big head. The bang was very loud. His nose was broken and his front teeth fell out. He shouted at the two Tunu women with a loud voice, "Go find them, the shopkeeper!" , I killed this Qianchengza..."

Xu Zhiqiong grabbed Tu Nu's head and slammed it against the table again.

The table shattered, and splinters the size of a piece of wood lodged in Giralov's face.

Jilailov burst into tears: "Report to the police, arrest him, arrest them all, cut them into pieces, and burn them to death, tell my father, let my father report to the police..."

Xu Zhiqiong changed the table and bumped it again, Jilailov stopped talking.

He was bleeding all over his face, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The two Tunu women hissed and screamed, and there were many Tunu people in the wine shop, and they were all stunned when they saw this scene.

A tunu named Katyulif came up, and he recognized Giralov.

Xu Zhiqiong saw Kaqiulif's strong steps, so he should be a practitioner of Xiong Shendao.

Katyulif looked cold and said: "You lowly Qiancheng, you have hurt my Datunu clansman, you should pay with your life!"

Before the words were finished, Katyurif lifted a table, and with both hands, he tore the table into pieces of wood.

Xiong Shendao's seventh-grade skill, the power to urge withering.

This is the characteristic of Xiong Shendao cultivators. Before fighting, they like to show their strength first.

He picked up another table and smashed it to pieces with one blow.

Xiong Shendao eighth grade skills, copper skin and iron bones.

He picked up another table.

Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward and punched Katyurif on the nose.

"If you fight, you just fight. Why do you have to hit the table?"

Katyurif was dizzy for a while, and threw the table to Xu Zhiqiong.

Xu Zhiqiong dodged the table, raised his foot and kicked Katyurif in the face, and punched him back, sending Katyurif to sleep.

Katyurif rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, sleeping peacefully like a baby.

A Tunu woman hugged Kaqiulif and cried, "The lowly Qiancheng people are not allowed to enter the wine shop. This is the law of your Qiancheng country. Why do you beat people?"

A group of Tu slaves shouted:

"The lowly Qiancheng people cannot enter the wine shop!"

"You have broken the law and will be severely punished!"

"Catch them, send them to the government, and let their prefect kowtow to us!"

Xu Zhiqiong looked at Chen Zhengming.

Chen Zhengming turned his face away, not daring to make a sound.

Xu Zhiqiong looked at the Tunu woman and said, "I am Xuanren, and Xuanren doesn't like Tunu, especially the living Tunu."

Xuanren?

The woman stopped crying.

All Tunu fell silent.

Although it is a frontier, they have heard some news.

The Xuanren killed Tunu's envoy and the entire envoy group.

Xuanren is the devil of the Tunu people.

Xu Zhiqiong called the waiter and said, "Wipe this table clean for me, I want to drink here."

After speaking, he pulled up a chair, put one foot on Jirailov and the other on Katyurev, and called everyone to come and sit down.

Chen Zhengming didn't dare to come, neither did Bao Huailuo and Zhang Shifeng.

This wine shop is like some kind of magic spell, which can suppress thousands of people and never lift their heads.

Gongshuyan sat down generously and called the waiter to order wine and food.

The guy was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

A Tunu woman cried loudly: "Our big Tunu is not afraid of Xuan people, we will fight with them."

After crying for a long time, no one paid attention to him.

Gong Shuyan frowned, stepped forward, grabbed her, and threw her out of the wine shop: "If you want to hit, hit her, if you don't hit, get out, so noisy."

Things got more and more troublesome, the manager Lu Yang asked the assistant to greet Xu Zhiqiong and others first, and he ran to the house on the corner of the street alone.

Xu Zhiqiong looked at Lu Yang's figure, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Go ahead and tell your master quickly that something serious happened here.

You can show me another way by the way.