I have an inn in Xianxia

Chapter 16 First Class Sect

Sitting at the door studying the kitchen craft map.

"It's really troublesome to design it yourself." Lu Cheng shook his head.

This inn is small in size, and the kitchen design will add a new room. Lu Cheng will arrange it behind the counter. The area in the kitchen is only three square meters, including all the facilities such as the stove, which needs to be designed and arranged by himself.

However, this also relieved Lu Cheng of his biggest concern. After the kitchen was built, he wouldn't have to eat that sauced beef every day. Thinking about fried pork with chili peppers and Kung Pao chicken, Lu Cheng's mouth would almost flow out.

Outside the abandoned city, a luxurious carriage passed by. This is not an ordinary horse. The horse is white all over, and it actually walks on air.

A chariot drawn by a divine horse is the symbol of a first-class sect.

The sacred chariot is luxurious, made of black iron, and decorated with jade pendants on the four corners. This is a high-quality precious jade, and each piece is worth thousands of gold. If it is placed in a mortal's home, it will be kept carefully. But outside in the wind and sun.

Inside the car, there is a velvet carpet, a man and a woman are sitting in the car, the woman is extremely beautiful, she is wearing a cloud-near incense bun, a pomegranate-wrapped gold silk bead is inserted obliquely on the top of her head, and a peony tulle diamond is in her hand. Fan, wearing a milky white skirt with smoke cages and plum blossoms, and a pair of two-color satin peacock thread beads and hibiscus soft-soled shoes. Next to it is a gilt copper stove with animal patterns. It can be used to collect the souls of monsters and beasts for refining, which even the cultivators of the God of Transformation would covet.

The male is an old man, wearing a blue and white robe, with white hair and a childlike face, with a faint aura vertically and horizontally, and a burst of spiritual energy in his breath, he is actually a strong man in the late stage of transformation!This level of cultivation has a very high status even in the first-class sect.

"Stop the car, rest here tonight, and go on your way tomorrow morning." The old man spoke softly, with a sense of majesty in his words.

"Yes, master." The woman said, her voice was as clear as a silver bell, she squeezed out a jade flute, played it softly, the horse outside the car let out a cry, and then slowed down slowly.

The carriage landed on the ground without a trace of dust.

"Master, there is an abandoned town ahead."

"Abandoned city?" The old man asked suspiciously, "Let's go and have a look."

The two got out of the car and walked towards the city.

In the world of Xianxia, ​​there is a strict hierarchy. Mortals live under the protection of monks. Third-class sects are under the jurisdiction of second-class sects. Similarly, second-class sects are also under the jurisdiction of first-class sects.

The first-class sect can be said to stand at the pinnacle of this world. Its jurisdiction covers thousands of square kilometers and contains hundreds of sects, among which there are more than ten second-class sects alone.

Every five years, someone from the first-class sects will come out to inspect, which can be regarded as a kind of management, to see if there are any sects that do things that oppress mortals.

Although mortals are like pigs and dogs in the eyes of monks, they also know that mortals are indispensable. If there are no mortals, who will be responsible for eating, drinking and grains?If there were no mortals, where would the sect go to select disciples?This is also the reason why third-class sects protect mortals.

The two walked into the city. Although they were washed away by lightning, they could still see the original tragedy, such as the blackened blood at the base of the wall, and the clothes under the gravel, all of which represented what happened here.

"Who is in charge of this area?" the old man asked.

The woman answered without thinking, "Jianzong."

The old man nodded and continued walking inside without making a sound.

The house is dilapidated and lifeless.

At a corner, the old man let out a sigh because he saw an inn.

"Strange, why is there still an inn here? Go and see."

The two walked towards the inn, stepped into the door, but found no one.

"The shopkeeper." The old man shouted, but no one answered him.

At this time, Lu Cheng was lying on the ground with his butt pouted, drawing his design.

There is no way, there is no pen or paper here, so I can only scribble on the ground with saliva, otherwise he doesn't want to.

He was so absorbed in "work" that he didn't even realize that someone came in.

"Is someone there?" The woman yelled loudly, which startled Lu Cheng.

"Yes, yes!" He hurriedly got up from the ground, and saw an unbelievably beautiful woman, with the milky white skirt of plum blossoms and white water, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

This time, Lu Cheng was a little dumbfounded. This woman is excellent in terms of appearance and temperament.

Being sized up and down by Lu Cheng so directly, the woman was a little annoyed, "What are you looking at! Look again and dig out your dog eyes!"

Damn, it turned out to be a bad temper, fierce to your sister, fierce, don't you want to let people see you don't go out.

Lu Cheng curled his lips, and the sense of beauty that had just arisen in his heart disappeared.

Turning a pair of dead fish eyes, he stopped looking at the woman, "Stay in a hotel?"

"Ask you something." The woman looked haughty. She came from a first-class sect and had a high status. Even the head of the second-class sect respected her when she saw her. At this moment, she was naturally as proud as a god when facing a mortal.

In her opinion, this mortal must know everything she wants to ask, and she must be respectful and respectful. It's a pity that she met Lu Cheng.

"I don't know!" The guy replied in a very bachelor way, and didn't even listen to what the other party asked.

"You!" The woman was angry, anger appeared on her beautiful face, and she was about to teach Lu Cheng a lesson, but was stopped by the old man.

"Shopkeeper, you don't even know what we want to ask, so you answer that you don't know?"

"Nonsense, I'm new here, so I don't know anything." Lu Cheng said angrily.

"I think you are looking for death!" The woman's beautiful eyes stared, how dare this mortal talk to his master like this!

The old man was impermanent, and chuckled twice, "It seems that the shopkeeper is still a soft-tempered person. Just now, my apprentice provoked you, so let her apologize to you this time. Bining, hurry up, and apologize to the shopkeeper."

"Master!" The woman yelled coquettishly, her face full of reluctance, the master actually asked herself to apologize to the mortals, this, this, this is too shameful!
The old man smiled without making a sound, but there was no doubt in his eyes.

The woman stomped her feet with hatred, stared fiercely at Lu Cheng, clasped her fists in both hands, and said, "Don't be surprised if your words conflict!"

Although she said that, there was no apology in her tone.

Lu Cheng would definitely not accept this way of apologizing, so he rolled his eyes at her, turned his head and crawled on the ground, and continued to plan his kitchen.

The old man looked at him with thought in his eyes, and he couldn't understand why an ordinary person would have such a big air, but just seeing that the other party could open an inn in this abandoned city, he was not an ordinary person after all.

"Little friend, since the inn is open, can you pour me a cup of tea for the old man?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the woman answered with a surprised face, "Drink tea? Master, you want to drink ordinary people's tea!"

"Damn!" Lu Cheng didn't want to, and he took back the buttocks that had just been raised, "What's wrong with mortal tea, mortal tea is not tea anymore?"

During this period of time, Lu Cheng has had enough of these monks' arrogance, and they always look superior and don't treat ordinary people as human beings. This woman is even more fucking irritating, thinking that she is a monk because she is great?

"What do you know!" The woman pointed at him and said, "My master entered Taoism with tea, and practiced for nearly a hundred years. After tasting tea, he suddenly realized. How many famous tea masters have invited master to have a party, but master never drinks ordinary tea."

"Oh!" After hearing this, Lu Cheng deliberately pretended to be suddenly enlightened, "What a master, amazing, amazing."

He gave a thumbs up, slandering from the bottom of his heart, using tea to enter Taoism?It's really your mother's weirdness, it's funny to listen to it, this little girl can still say it arrogantly, don't you know what is different?

The woman didn't hear Lu Cheng's eccentric tone, but she was still very proud, "Just know how powerful you are, you are a mortal, and your knowledge is too short!"

"Whatever you say." Lu Cheng waved his hand indifferently, saying that he is short-sighted, and I can silently write a corner of the pattern of the Great Emperor for you. Saying it will not scare you to death, even the emperor who sits down and the saint likes it I know exactly what color underwear!
"No more words to say?" The woman felt a pull back, her beautiful eyes swept around, and she saw the five cups of tea on the table, and burst out laughing.

"Made tea in a stone cup?" She laughed loudly, as if she had encountered the biggest joke in the world, "It's really ridiculous to pretend to understand you when you don't understand."

In the world of Xianxia, ​​good tea is very popular. Anyone who understands tea knows that the best utensil for drinking tea is a ceramic cup, because its material has good heat retention, and it can also maintain the aroma of tea very well. It can effectively maintain the concentration of tea leaves, which can be said to be the best choice for making tea.

And the stone cup?There are not only a lot of impurities in unpolished stones, but also some elements contained in them will greatly affect the quality and taste of tea. Even ordinary inns will choose to use wooden cups to make tea. This is the first time she has seen this stone cup.

"You don't care about me, this tea is not for you to drink, can I keep it for watering the flowers?"

"Hmph, you forcefully argue when you are exposed, it seems that your character is not very good."

Lu Cheng was too lazy to argue with her, so he scolded her badly and went about his own business.

The old man smiled and watched the two quarrel, and took a teacup by himself.

(End of this chapter)