The name of the restaurant is called Chao Shangju. It is taken from the poem "The Magpie has a nest, and the Magpie lives in it". It is the original meaning of preparing the residence and waiting for the bride to marry. It is used in the tavern, but it has the meaning of preparing the wine and food to wait for the distinguished guests to come to the door.

I've made a great deal, but unfortunately I'm missing now and the business is very light.

There was only one door open in four doors, and a thick curtain was placed on the door. There was a huge copper furnace of auspicious beasts in the hall. The horse's hooves were filled with fragrance, and there was still a faint fragrance of medicine.

The shopkeeper was sleeping soundly in the cabinet, and the two servants carrying pots and pouring water leaned against the cabinet, sleeping soundly.

"Shop!" After several days of seasickness, Di Ting had already been impatient and rang the counter.

The old shopkeeper was shocked to hold his hat, but he saw a bad man like a black tower. He thought it was Yan Luo who asked for his life, and immediately shouted. "Give me a blessing-"

"Good wine and good food come on, and Master Buddha will spare your life." Di Ting grabbed it, and the old shopkeeper hung his feet in the air, and even forgot his words.

"Don't bother the shopkeeper, we are not that life-seeking little devil." Wu Ming smiled and threw a piece of silver over, "According to his words, just come up with good wine and good food."

"It turns out that the distinguished guest is here! The old man's eyes are blurred and he doesn't know the financial owner. The three of them invite him to sit down, and the food will come up." The old shopkeeper smiled and patted Di Ting's fist like a copper hammer, shouting at the trembling servant, "Why don't you serve tea now."

"Here, here." Seeing Wu Ming and the others come in, the servant finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly put the cups and filled the three of them with fragrant tea.

After drinking a cup, I felt refreshed and comfortable all over. Wu Ming couldn't help but sigh, "Good tea. The best Biluochun in the Ming Dynasty was picked from Dongting Mountain in Taihu Lake."

"You are an expert." The old shopkeeper immediately gave a thumbs up. If he knew that Wu Ming had served tea and water for half his life, he would probably not have sighed like this.

While drinking tea, Mingfei asked, "Shopkeeper, I heard that Gaotang Lugang, the Taoyuan of the world, was originally a happy land, but for some reason it became this place."

Hearing Mingfei's foreign accent, the old shopkeeper didn't say it out loud. He thought he was just curious and said the details truthfully: "Mrs. You are right. Lugang was originally simple and peaceful, connecting north and south, and there were many merchants. Unexpectedly, a heavy fog a month ago, so there was such a change. Alas..."

"High fog?" Mingfei couldn't help asking: "Shopkeeper, what kind of heavy fog is it?"

"Yellow as silk, dark as dark, as pony as sea, as thick as ink, rolling in, endless." The old shopkeeper was still scared, "This fog lingers for three days and three days, and then dissipates again at dawn, without a trace."

"Someone later became infected one after another, but they died?" Wu Ming continued.

"That's true." He didn't want to mention the tragic incident. Before the servant could deliver food, the old shopkeeper claimed the crime and left.

"This fog is strange." Wu Ming whispered: "The wind is strong and the water is strong, and the fishing port lives alone in the big marsh. Looking at the open land, there is no barrier. The heavy fog leaves in the wind, how can it last for three days?"

"That's right." Concubine Ming frowned, "As soon as I come here, I feel uneasy. There is a way that Buddhas and demons are in conflict, and there will be filthy people causing trouble."

"Does Mingfei want to use the magic mirror?"

"The demon-subduing seal can transform into demons invisible ways, but if evil objects enter the body, this mirror will never be available." The beautiful Tianshi shook his head slightly, "especially if he is ill for a long time, he will transform into people."

"This is tricky. I was still in Jilong Mountain a month ago, and I think this fog has nothing to do with me..." Wu Ming buried his head in thought, his eyes moving, and he didn't know what he was planning.

"Wu Ming, what do you think of?" Seeing that Wu Ming was silent, Concubine Ming couldn't help asking.

Wu Ming's eyes immediately returned to the clear light, "I remembered a treasure that a storyteller had said before."

"Where is the treasure?" Ming Fei asked hurriedly.

Wu Ming whispered: "Legendly, there was a family named Chen who had an ancient mirror that was passed down from the ancestral place. Anyone who suffers from malaria, using it to see it will see an evil object with a blurred head and a fumigated face on his back. And once this object is reflected by the treasure mirror, it will be frightened and disappear immediately, and the disease will naturally be cured.

Everyone speculated that this thing was a malaria ghost, and was ashamed to see him, so they escaped. The world called it a treasure. Later, the Chen brothers divided the family and divided the mirror into two, then looked at malaria, and they would never see ghosts again."

"What a pity this precious mirror." Di said more.

"It's a malaria mirror." Suddenly, the three of them looked back together.

I saw a young barbarian woman with oil paper umbrella on her head, wearing colorful clothes, thin secret silver bells on her waist, and wearing grass shoes on her feet. She carried a bamboo basket on her back and had a face full of oily smiled at everyone.

"Who are you, girl?" Di Tingzao stretched out his hand to stop Wu Ming behind him.

"Don't be surprised by the distinguished guest. This is a barbarian girl from Wuxi, named Xiaoying, and is a local witch doctor." The old shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward and said to the jealousy.

"So it's a witch doctor." Looking up and down with a hook-like look, Wu Ming immediately smiled and said, "Do you know this mirror, can you know where it is?"

Wu Ming looked at it all over the body as if he was stripped naked. The woman couldn't help but feel chills all over, and her tone was not as friendly as before. "Do you know this mirror, and can you know where it is?"

Wu Ming nodded and said in a very bad mood: "Of course I know."

"What?" Not to mention the barbarian girl, even the old shopkeeper suddenly changed color. "Dear guest, do you really know where this mirror is?!"

Wu Ming laughed and said, "The treasure mirror is owned by the Chen family, so it is naturally in the hands of the descendants of the Chen family. However, the mirror has been destroyed and no monster can be reflected."

"Tsk!" The barbarian girl curled her lips disdainfully, "At first glance, you are a sharp-tongued person. If you don't know, you don't know. It's better than talking nonsense."

Wu Ming laughed, "Little girl, is I wrong? This treasure mirror is not in the hands of descendants of Chen?"

"Of course not." The barbarian woman took off her back basket and sat at the next table carelessly. "After the death of the Chen brothers, they brought this mirror into the tomb to ward off evil spirits. Where did the descendants come from?"

Wu Ming smiled even more, "Oh? How did you know the secret of this? I can't tell you it, there is no proof, right?"

"Tsk, do you think I am like you, and you will be able to talkatively..." The barbarian girl leaned over in the basket and found it so she threw two broken mirrors on the table. "No, this is the malaria-proof mirror. It took me a lot of effort..."

Before he finished speaking, the barbarian girl suddenly felt something strange. She looked up suddenly and saw a giant man standing tall and blocking her.

The treacherous voice came from behind the Black Iron Tower, "Bowen Guangji, a wonderful hand, and is also proficient in grave digging. Little girl, who are you?"

The old shopkeeper had already hid aside, and the barbarian girl had no expression on her face, but her sloping eyes betrayed her mood at this moment.

Seeing that Concubine Ming was also posing, the barbarian girl couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and pouted, "Okay, okay, I know I can't hide it from you, little thief."

"Who are you?" It turned out to come to the young master, and Wu Ming hated him.

The barbarian girl wiped off the oil paint randomly and put her hips on her hips. "I'll hear that, my aunt will not change her name when she walks or sits, and she will not change her surname. It is the name captured in all directions of Brahma - Beigong Ying!"
Chapter completed!