wicked immortal

"Treasurer Qian, how is business today?" A dusty old man walked into the tavern, took off his hat, found an empty table, and under the table, "Here is a bowl of glutinous rice wine, a plate of sauced peanuts, and a plate of wind-blown beef... …Eh, half a plate is enough.”

"Hey, it's Old Man Wu who's back. Look at this, does it look like business is going well?" The frowning Treasurer Qian walked up to the old man and poured him half a cup of big-leaf tea.

"Hey..." The old man called Wu Laowan shook his head, sighed, and did not speak.

"Old man Wu, you've been out for a few days, how's the situation outside?" A middle-aged man who was sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette raised his head and asked.

"No, everyone's situation is not good. This time I went out, I didn't make any money, and I almost lost my life. The interrogation along the way was too hard." Old man Wu took out a cigarette from his arms, and rolled the shredded tobacco carefully.

"What's the matter?" Shopkeeper Qian asked concerned.

"I went to Yancheng to sell some salt, but the salt business was controlled by the Crusaders. They didn't accept the imperial currency, so I had a dispute with them... Well, in short, it's hard to say, as long as I can come back alive." Old man Wu sighed He lit a cigarette, raised his head, and looked out the window with a pair of cloudy eyes, full of confusion.

"Yancheng has also fallen?" The shopkeeper Qian's expression changed as he returned with the tray, and the hands that put the wine were trembling. .

"Great Qin Empire, the places that have not fallen, can be counted on one hand." Old Man Wu took a puff of cigarette, stretched out two fingers, picked up a peanut, squinted his eyes, and slowly chewed.

"Where's General Changkong?" The middle-aged man coughed, slammed the cigarette pouch on the table, and said angrily.

"Let's not talk about General Chang Kong, after the last battle at Jiepai Xiongguan, he was seriously injured, protecting the little emperor from bumping around, and has never recovered... Hey, I can't blame him, he is a few hundred years old, he is old... ..."

"Could it be that there is no one in our mighty Great Qin Empire except for General Changkong, where are the Four Heavenly Gods?" The middle-aged man asked angrily.

"The four great gods are dead, the dead are dead, and now, only the sledgehammer god is left. In fact, the four great gods have already existed in name only..."

"what?!"

The few diners in the tavern all looked horrified.

"Heaven is my Great Qin Empire!" Old Man Wu picked up the wine bowl, seemed to have no intention of drinking again, put it down slowly, and wiped the corners of his eyes, only then did everyone realize that he was already in tears.

An atmosphere of despair permeated the tavern.

The atmosphere in the tavern became more and more oppressive, the middle-aged man clenched his fists tightly, and his finger bones made a crackling sound.

"Dongzi, it's a good thing that you just came back from a leave of absence, otherwise, I'm afraid..." Old Man Wu sighed.

"I'd rather die in battle than live here!" the middle-aged man said in a muffled voice.

"Hey……"

"How about General Guo Futou Guo?" the middle-aged man asked.

"He's protecting that useless little emperor, and he can't get away."

"Do you know where they went?"

"I don't know, it seems that after the defeat of the army not long ago, they went to the Black Forest area... Dongzi, what are you doing? You don't want to go to them, do you?!"

"I'm a soldier, and it's a national crisis. Is it possible that I'm still sitting here drinking with you!" Dongzi took out a banknote from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Dongzi, this place is more than ten thousand miles away from the Black Water City in the Black Forest. I'm afraid you haven't found them before... just..."

"I am a soldier. If soldiers are greedy for life and afraid of death, then the Great Qin Empire will really be destroyed."

"Brother Dongzi, I'll go with you."

Suddenly, a young man who was serving food and wine said.

"You're crazy!" Shopkeeper Qian cursed.

"Father, Brother Dongzi is right..."

"Dongzi is a soldier, you are not a soldier!" Shopkeeper Qian interrupted the boy's voice sharply.

"In the face of a national crisis, everyone is responsible! Dad, I'm not young. Anyway, I've already decided on this matter. If you don't let me go, I will go, unless you lock me up."

"Qian Fu, you're still young..." Dongzi persuaded.

"Brother Dongzi, if everyone in the Great Qin Empire hides, they will really become slaves to the country. Don't persuade me. Even if you don't take me with you, I will sneak there. Anyway, I have made up my mind. !" The boy took off his hat and apron, with a look of determination on his face.

"..." Dongzi opened his mouth, but did not speak, with a look of appreciation on his face.

"I'll go with you too."

A young man who was drinking heavily got up and stood up with a look of determination on his face.

Dongzi didn't speak, but nodded, and strode outside. The young man Qian Fu and the drunk young man quickly followed.

"Wait, wait..." Shopkeeper Qian shouted anxiously.

"Father, I have made up my mind..."

"Stupid boy, are you going just like this? You need to bring some dry food, money, and a few more pairs of shoes, by the way... and weapons... Wait, I'll get it for you right now, no matter how urgent you are Hurry up for a while..."

"Father..." Qian Fu had tears in his eyes.

"Cry, don't cry, you are my father's pride, if my father is not old enough, and a few old bones can't stand the toss, I will go with you, okay, okay, don't cry, you go together , I also have a helper, Dongzi, wait a minute, I will come right away..."

"We'll wait for you." Dongzi nodded.

"I'll be here soon."

After saying hello to everyone, Shopkeeper Qian picked up a bunch of keys and entered the back room in a hurry...

……

"Haha, these are my treasured weapons, combat shoes, and heart armor. This is a good thing. It can be hidden in the clothes, and it is invulnerable..."

When the incense burnt, Shopkeeper Qian came out from the back room with a lot of things, because there were so many things that covered Shopkeeper Qian's head.

Quiet!

There was a suffocating silence.

Shopkeeper Qian didn't hear the cheers, but the silence that could be heard as a needle fell, as if there was no one in the tavern.

Shopkeeper Qian felt something was wrong, and slowly turned his body. He saw a group of people, a group of soldiers in armor surrounded a young soldier who was sitting. On the armor of those soldiers, there was a dazzling golden cross badge.

At the same time, Shopkeeper Qian saw that Dongzi and the young man had returned to their original positions, while his son Qian Fu was standing by the counter blankly.

wow...

Shopkeeper Qian shook his body and let go of his arms. Some shoes, wrist guards, leather armor and weapons fell to the ground.

The young man who was sitting stood up, walked to Shopkeeper Qian, bent down slowly, picked up a small and sharp dagger, drew it away, and the dagger radiated a bright light.

"Yes, good stuff, remember to put it away next time." Zhao Yuan put the dagger into the scabbard and handed it to Shopkeeper Qian.

"Yes, yes..." Shopkeeper Qian was dripping with sweat and trembling all over.

"If there is anything delicious and delicious, bring it up. By the way, don't put drugs or anything." Zhao Yuan glanced around the tavern, and returned to the place where he was sitting.

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Shopkeeper Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead, and gave Qian Fu a wink, but Qian Fu was still in a daze, so Shopkeeper Qian had no choice but to walk over and poke Qian Fu hard, Qian Fu was like waking up from a dream, He hurried to the kitchen to arrange food and drinks.

Most of the taverns are filled with cold dishes and stewed vegetables, and soon, the wine and meat are on the table.

The diners in the tavern walked but did not dare to leave, each of them held their breath and did not dare to make the slightest sound.

Soon, people saw the clues. The young man who started talking to Shopkeeper Qian was the leader of a group of soldiers. Not only was he calm and unhurried, but the soldiers around him also showed respect for him.

Zhao Yuan invited everyone to sit down, drink and eat meat.

A group of space hunters glanced at each other, hesitated, and finally sat down, but they only sat on half of the chairs, looking very stiff.

It was very quiet in the tavern.

Although people didn't stare at Zhao Yuan, they all paid attention to Zhao Yuan's every move and guessed his identity.

Dongzi glanced at Zhao Yuan for a while, and looked out of the window for a while, with an anxious expression on his face, and kept smoking his pipe. He didn't realize that there was no shredded tobacco in the pipe.

Finally, Dongzi stood up.

Seeing Dongzi stand up, the hearts of the diners were beating wildly. However, Dongzi did not walk to the group of crusaders, but to the counter.

"Shopkeeper, check out." Dongzi said slowly.

"Bill, please……"

Shopkeeper Qian was taken aback, but he clearly remembered that Dongzi had already paid the bill.

"You don't need to look for it, by the way, give me what I put in it." Dongzi put a few large-denomination imperial coins on the counter.