Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 159: The Jianghu in the Wine and Sword Village (2)

Uh... it seems to make sense. Tang Cuo tightened his fingers a little, "Okay, then I'll... go in and take a look?"

"Okay, sir, shall we please come in?" The woman waved the handkerchief in her hand and walked towards Zuixianju with Tangcuo.

The first floor below was filled with people. Some had scars on their faces and looked difficult to deal with, some were chatting and laughing, looking casual and relaxed, and some were wearing veils and looked mysterious.

In short, no one looks like a normal person.

"Sir, please sit here. I'll serve you some tea. We also have signature dishes and wine in our store. Do you want me to ask someone to make some for you?" The woman looked at him with a smile.

"This..." Tang Cuo swallowed unconsciously, then raised his hand and touched his sleeve: It's over... It seems that I don't have a penny left.

The woman seemed to see his embarrassment and tried to comfort him, "Sir, don't you have enough money on you? Don't worry. We at Zuixianju have many friends among heroes. It's not a big deal for us to buy a meal on credit."

Listening to his words, Tangcuo always felt like he had fallen into a trap. "No need, I'll just drink some tea..."

"Gurgle~Gurgle~" As soon as Tang Cuo finished speaking, his stomach started growling.

His face turned red with embarrassment and he looked at the woman sheepishly.

The woman smiled knowingly, "Then I will ask the waiter to make a few simple dishes for you. Please wait for a moment."

As soon as the voice fell, the woman turned and left. Tang Cuo sat on the chair, put Jiang Zhao down from his arms, and looked at him patiently, "Little Jiang Zhao, I will send you back after dinner. If you follow me, I can't take good care of you."

"Well... okay, then will we meet again?" Jiang Zhao pursed his lips, seeming a little unhappy.

"Yes, we will meet if we are destined to." Tang Cuo curled the corners of his lips.

"Okay, my brother said that a good child will not cause trouble to others, Brother Tangcuo, then you must come to me."

"Okay, brother promises." Who doesn't know how to coax a child?

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps, followed by a group of men in black clothes, who broke into the restaurant and separated into two sides.

The leader stood still, looked around, then turned his gaze to Tangcuo and took a few steps towards him.

Tang Cuo pursed his lips, looked at the man who came with great momentum, and lightly grasped the hilt of the sword with his fingers. Unexpectedly, the man just stood straight in front of the little boy and then bowed.

"My lord, the young master has sent us to look for you in the city for a long time. He is very worried about you. My lord, please go back with us first."

What? No way, this little boy is so prestigious?

Jiang Zhao pursed his lips, "Go back and tell my brother that I'm safe and I don't want to go back tonight."

"This... Young Master, please don't make things difficult for us. The Young Master is really worried about you." The man looked at the boy's face cautiously.

"Forget it, you can't make the decision." Jiang Zhao sighed, then grabbed Tang Cuo's hand, "Brother Acuo, remember to come find me." After that, he took off the white jade waist badge hanging from his waist and put it into Tang Cuo's palm, "Xiao Zhao will always wait for Brother Acuo."

"Be good, Xiao Zhao. Don't sneak out again after you go back, so as not to make your family worry. Go back. Your brother will visit you when he has time." Tang Cuo clenched the badge in his hand and raised his hand to touch his head.

"Well, then, Brother Acuo, we'll see you later." As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhao stood up, followed the crowd, and left the restaurant, looking back every few steps.

The man in black behind him bowed to Tangcuo and said, "Thank you for taking care of our young master. We will inform our master about this matter."

"It's just a small favor, don't worry about it." Tang Cuo waved his hand indifferently, looking kind-hearted.

As soon as he finished speaking, the leading man followed them and left together.

Tang Cuo looked at the backs of everyone, with a smile on his face.

Half an incense stick later, several people brought up the cooked wine and food, "Young Master, please."

Tang Cuo lowered his eyes and looked at the dazzling array of ingredients. He swallowed unconsciously, "No way, these are all free?"

"Yes, please feel free to eat it."

Tang Cuo was not restrained and directly picked up the chopsticks and started to eat. After all, he had not eaten for a long time and was indeed a little hungry.

Just when Tangcuo was enjoying his meal, a powerful sound of a wake-up stick was heard from the stands on the second floor. "Stories and operas are used to persuade people. Take the middle of the three roads. Today I want to tell you the story of the demon in Jieyou Forest."

Everyone who heard the sound looked up, and there seemed to be a strong interest in everyone's eyes.

"In today's world, the righteous forces are strong, and all the heroes have opened their gates to recruit disciples and pass on their martial arts. However, there are always one or two people who like to take a different approach and do things that are shameful to the world.

There are such demons living in the Jieyou Forest of Wangye Mountain. They regard human life as worthless. Every night, they come out in full force, beat all passers-by to death, and then eat their flesh and blood to promote the evil ways they practice.

It is said that each of them has three heads and six arms, just like wild beasts. "

Tangcuo listened with great interest, muttering from time to time, "Isn't this nonsense? In the entire history, I have never heard of anyone else with three heads and six arms except Nezha."

"Not only that, there is another group of people in Jie Youlin who are the most terrifying. I heard that they are practicing some evil skills. Every night, they come out to look for people who are alone, and then kidnap them all for sacrifice." On the stage, the old man shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Old man, please change the song, I don't want to listen to this today." A young man in the audience raised his hand casually. He was wearing a jet-black robe and two inches of white fox hair on his neck, looking very noble.

"My dear young man, I was just talking to you nicely, but you suddenly made me..."

Before the old man could finish his words, the young man casually threw a silver ingot onto the table where he was telling stories.

Tangcuo was a little bit unbelievable: He was on the second floor, and he just threw it there? And he went up there? Huh?

"Okay, okay, young man, what do you want to hear?"

"Whatever. I'm quite interested in the recent happy events held by the Hehuan Sect. Why don't you tell us about it?" The man tapped the table with his fingers casually.

"Hehuan Sect, sure." The old man stroked his graying beard, and then continued, "Speaking of the Hehuan Sect, it's quite remarkable. Originally they were not very famous, but among this generation of disciples, there is a disciple who is very skilled and very loyal.

It has greatly increased the popularity of the Hehuan Sect. I heard that the current Sect Master has announced that he will pass the position of Sect Master to that disciple. Even this marriage was arranged for that disciple."

Wow, he likes him so much, if you don’t know, you would think he is an illegitimate child?

Suddenly, there was a "whoosh" sound from outside the door, and more than a dozen arrows flew in from the direction of the window, extinguishing the originally bright candlelight.

After a while, a shrill scream was heard in the restaurant.