Jinling, Jinmantang.

As long as a lamp is lit here, the whole room will illuminate gold, because most of the things here are made of gold.

Everything in these is enough to make all the tourists in the world feel happy. Most of the people who come here to drink are not ordinary people. It is precisely because of this that few people come to cause trouble.

But today, a friend with a bad face came. A scimitar hung around his waist. Whether it was a human or a knife, they would be very conspicuous wherever they went.

Some people have recognized this friend because it is rare to see people with three eyes in the world, but they are all surprised. In the past, when they saw this friend, he always had a faint smile on his face, which gave people a very approachable feeling.

But just today, he is different from the past.

He had already sat there, and he placed the beautiful knife on the table, neatly arranged.

The waiter had already come over and was quite respectful. Their ability to observe words and expressions was not inferior to that of politicians in the officialdom.

He smiled flatteringly and said, "Mr. Qing, are you still the third one today?"

The three old things: vegetarian dishes, meat dishes, noble wine, and noble wine for seventy years.

Qing Xiaonian didn't reply, and he suddenly hated the level division here. Since they were all humans, why did they still have to do this? Why did they have to be different? What is the difference between this and the good and bad pork sold by butchers in the vegetable market?

Qing Xiaonian was silent for a while, and after a long time, he spoke: "As long as you drink, the best noble person's wine."

Jianqing Xiaonian spoke, and the waiter breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around happily and was about to pass the message to the kitchen.

At this time, Qing Xiaonian spoke again: "I want your best wine, and all the wine."

His voice was not loud, but everyone present heard it.

Including the waiter, he almost staggered to the ground when he heard this sentence. Not to mention what he wanted to do for these wines. He was going to go alone, so what else would others drink?

The waiter turned around again with a difficult time, with an extremely embarrassed expression on his face. Usually, he would think that he was deliberately making things difficult for him, but today, he didn't seem to be joking no matter what.

He hesitated for a long time, but he really couldn't say a word. He could not make a decision on such a big thing, and he looked at Qing Xiaonian with a pleading look.

Qing Xiaonian said lightly again: "Go and tell Jin Heyun and convey my words to him."

Jin Heyun is the boss of Jin Mantang, and he did the work of this big banquet for tourists.

The waiter didn't dare to be careless anymore, so he got into the inner hall.

In an incense stick, a young man in luxurious clothes walked out of the inner hall. His steps were very light, but in fact he didn't know much martial arts. He just learned a few breathing methods.

Qing Xiaonian glanced at him and didn't say anything because he was waiting, waiting for his reply.

It is indeed difficult to ask Qing Xiaonian, but just the thing this young man said, he is Jin Heyun. No one would have thought that such a grand and generous Jin Mantang would be run by a young man.

He doesn't like others to call him boss because he thinks this is too civil and vulgar, and he doesn't like other people's names like Jin Ye. He likes close relationships with others, especially those who are in the world. He cares a lot about the relationship between people.

If you care about others, others will care more about you, so everyone in the Tao calls Jin Heyun "Jinzi"!

Jinzi glanced at Qing Xiaonian and looked at him quietly. He knew Qing Xiaonian, but he really couldn't think of what Qing Xiaonian wanted to do for these wines. But when his eyes saw the beautiful scimitar on the table, he was stunned, and then quickly turned around and strode towards the inner hall.

He shouted while walking.

"Waiter!"

"Prepare wine!"

......

The night is in the galaxy, and tonight’s Cehan Mountain has no longer the strong anger of the past few days, nor the fragrance of the wood leaves of the past. When the evening breeze blows, it is filled with intoxicating fragrance of wine.

This was a whole thousand jars of noble people in Jinling. Just from Jinling to Cehan Mountain, four Hequ horses were lame. They spilled for a whole day.

Qing Xiaonian stood alone on the top of the mountain, looking at the long-lost mountain, feeling a lot of emotion.

He knew that doing this was meaningless, but he still wanted to do it, even if it was a comfort and an explanation for himself. At the same time, it was also considered to be atonement for the people all over the mountain for Taoist Chiba.

But he was still a little sad. Maybe this was the last time he came to this Hanshan Mountain. But when things happened, it happened. People are always more pure and less desireful, and more passionate. In this way, they will feel more and more warm in the world.

If one day you can't understand it, don't ask for any so-called statement. It's useless and hurting others and yourself. You might as well think of a sentence...

"If you come out and have to pay it back."

At this time, Qing Xiaonian, standing on the top of the mountain, seemed to be standing side by side with the bright moon. In the moonlight, he looked beautiful and clearer.

He smiled slightly and said, "It's so stupid."

Then he jumped deeper again, jumped off the cliff, and disappeared into the boundless darkness.
Chapter completed!