A white light flashed away, and Chen Hengzhi's figure appeared in his bedroom. The blue Taoist robe had been replaced with casual clothes from modern society, and his long hair had become shorter.

He came to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, scooped up a handful of water and washed his face, and looked at himself in the mirror, still young and handsome.

However, the trace of vicissitudes revealed in his eyes made Chen Hengzhi know that although he still looked like that young man on the surface, he was no longer young after experiencing two reincarnations.

After taking a towel to wipe the water stains on his face, Chen Hengzhi ignored everything else, returned to the bedroom and fell on the bed, and fell asleep.

His heart was too tired and needed a good rest.

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Wuxi City, located in the Yangtze River Delta in the south of the Yangtze River, on the shore of Taihu Lake, is known as the "Pearl of Taihu Lake" and belongs to the jurisdiction of the Zhao Song Dynasty court, Liangzhe Road, and Changzhou.

Pedestrians were bustling in the city, with shops on both sides of the street, flags fluttering in the wind, and the hawking sounds were endless, which was very prosperous.

After a meal and scolding from the Tingxiang Shui Pavilion, Dali Prince Duan Yu stumbled to Wuxi City.

After entering the city, looking at the scenery that was different from Dali, he quickly threw away his worries and admired them with a look around. Duan Yu walked in a hurry. Suddenly, he smelled a scent of sauce, a mixture of caramel and soy sauce.

He hadn't eaten for most of the day. He had been rowing the boat for a long time and was already hungry in his stomach, so he immediately followed the fragrance.

After turning a corner, I saw a big restaurant standing in the street, with the three big words "Songhe Tower" written on the golden sign.

The signboard is long and smoked into a ball of black. The three big gold words are shining, and the aroma of wine and flesh gushing out from the restaurant. The sound of the chef's knife and spoon, the shouts of the hall, and the diner's speeches are heard.

Duan Yu pushed open the door and walked in and saw, "Wow!" What a good guy, the hall on the first floor was full of seats. There was a table in the center of the hall, and I don't know what it was for.

He walked up to the elegant seat on the second floor, found an uninhabited table to sit down, and then the second brother from the hall came to greet him.

After ordering a pot of wine and four dishes, Duan Yu took out a silver bean and threw it to the waiter, asking, "Brother Xiaoer, what is the table below?"

The waiter of the pagoda took the Yindouzi and weighed it. He smiled and quietly put it in his pocket. He said with a smile: "I would like to thank the guest for his kind reward first. I'll say more, you... are you from another place?"

Duan Yu nodded and said, "Yes, I just came to Wuxi today, how did you know?"

The little one's eyes were very poisonous. He saw Duan Yu wearing brocade silk and silk, either rich or noble, and he thought he was the young master of the Qiao family. Therefore, he tried his best to please him and only greed for two more rewards.

He said flatteringly: "The guest official doesn't know anything. Half a month ago, a Mr. Chen, who came to our Songhe Tower, came to Mr. Chen, who was a book reviewer. He talked to the shopkeeper for a while, and then we talked about storytelling here. He talked about one part every morning and one part in the afternoon, but the storm did not change.

This is something, but everyone in Wuxi City knows. If you ask this, aren’t you a foreigner?

You know, since Mr. Chen came to talk about storytelling, our Songhelou business has been going on so much!"

Duan Yu was surprised and asked hurriedly: "Is it so magical?"

The waiter lowered his head and said, "Your servant, you will know the truth or falsehood if you listen to it later. If there is nothing else, then the young one will take his leave first!"

Duan Yu immediately became interested. He waved his hand, raised his head, looked around, and saw a big man from Angzang sitting at the table to the west, pouring himself and drinking.

Perhaps seeing Duan Yu's gaze, the big man turned his head suddenly, and two cold-electric gazes turned around his face twice.

Duan Yu was startled. He looked carefully and saw that the man was very tall and tall. He was about thirty years old. He was wearing a gray old cloth shirt and was relatively torn and had several conspicuous patches on it.

This man had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and wide mouth, and a face with a square national character, which was quite windy and frosty, and was extremely powerful when he looked around.

Seeing this, Duan Yu secretly shouted in his heart: "What a mighty man! He must be a tragic and generous man from the northern country of Yan and Zhao. No matter in Jiangnan or my Dali, there will be no such person. That bag is different from being a heroic person, it is really bad. Only this man is worthy of the four words "heroic"!"

The man had a plate of cooked beef, a large bowl of soup, and two large pots of wine on his table, and there was nothing else.

It can be seen that even if he eats and drinks, he seems very heroic and comfortable.

The great man glanced at Duan Yu twice, then turned his head and ate and drank by himself.

Duan Yu was feeling a little lonely and bored, and wanted to make friends with him, so he called the waiter who had run away, pointed to the big man's vest and said, "This hero's account of food and food is all included in me."

But he thought that the great man had a poor family and was born with extraordinary power, so he had the desire to make friends.

The big man turned around and smiled when he heard Duan Yu's order, nodded, but did not speak.

Duan Yu wanted to talk to him to relieve his loneliness, but he couldn't find the topic and was inconvenient to move forward.

After drinking three more glasses of wine, the sound of footsteps on the stairs and the two of them walked up.

The man in front seemed to have a lame leg and leaned on a crutch, but he still walked quickly;

The second person was an old man, and he was frowning.

The two walked directly to the man's table and bent down respectfully to salute.

The big man just nodded and did not get up to return the greeting.

The lame man whispered: "Brother, the other party has agreed to meet in the Huishan Pavilion tomorrow morning."

The big man nodded, frowned, and replied, "I can't help but be more thrust."

The old man stepped forward and said, "I originally agreed with the other party three days later, but they seemed to know that we were not in a good position and spoke wildly, saying that if we dare not go to the appointment, we will use it tomorrow."

The big man pondered for a while and said, "You can continue the rumors. Tonight, everyone will gather in Huishan. Let's arrive first and wait for each other to come to the appointment."

The two of them bowed and agreed, turned and went downstairs.

The voices of the three of them were extremely low, and no one could hear the rest of the drinkers upstairs, but Duan Yu was extremely powerful and had a clear eye. Although he did not want to deliberately eavesdrop on others' whispers, he naturally heard every word.

The big man glanced at Duan Yu intentionally or unintentionally, and saw him bowing his head and pondering, he seemed to have heard what he said.

Suddenly, the light in his eyes shone loudly and he snorted heavily.

Duan Yu was shocked, his left hand trembled, and with a "defying" sound, the wine glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The big man smiled slightly and said, "Why are you panicking about this brother? Do you want to come and have a drink?"

Duan Yu naturally wanted to do this and responded with a smile: "Okay!"

He then asked the bartender to take the cup and chopsticks and move it to the big man's table to sit down.

He was about to speak, but he heard a "bang!" downstairs, and a slap in the auspicious wood. The ordinary drinker was nothing, but Duan Yu and Qiao Feng, who had profound internal strength, groaned together.

The sound was just a crisp sound in the ears of ordinary people. When they heard it, it became a death-seeking sound, and it was like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which made their souls not belong, and their internal strength was uncontrollably running around in their bodies.
Chapter completed!