After hearing the three words "intermittent pill", the two detectives knew how difficult it was to mess with each other.

Now that things have come, they are just glad that the other party has not taken care of human life and has let them go.

As for finding the venue, let’s save it, the restaurant’s business premises can also be considered a private venue. If the owner is not a strong person, the constable can do whatever he wants, but... who dares to say that this person is not strong?

So wait obediently outside.

The appearance of intermittent elixir made "our restaurant" famous in an instant.

This kind of pill may even arouse the covetousness of the Cultivation. If planned properly, it will definitely drive a Cultivation to do something.

Then someone began to inquire about who the owner of this restaurant was?

Zhao Xinxin is well-known in Zhuque City, but not many people know her. When she found out the news, she passed the news to her good relatives and friends.

When the news spread, at least the people in the government listed this place as a place that should not be provoked.

The four injured people bought seating fees for five hours and rested until the end of the next day. There was no bed at the restaurant, so they put a few chairs together and only one night.

By the end of Chen, they basically recovered and their injuries were controlled. Then they began to greet the waiter, "Brother Xiao, come, order food!"

"Also drink?" Seeing this, the waiter ran over happily, "A few people, isn't it a bit early to drink now?"

"We don't drink too early, but you guys sell it too early?" The only female Si Xiu said, "It's time coming. If we don't drink, we're afraid we'll be driven out by your family."

"It's okay to sit for a while," just then, a voice came from afar, but Zhao Xinxin stopped washing and tidying up and came to work at her own industry.

These four people who paid the seat fee were three tutors and one tutor. However, when they saw her, no one dared to neglect them. They stood up and greeted him respectfully, "Is the boss here?"

"You're welcome," Zhao Xinxin waved her hand and replied ignorantly, "I open a store and you're here to visit. It's that simple, and it's boring to make it complicated."

These four people also saw her attitude, so they stopped talking. Soon, the wine and food came up and they started to eat and drink again.

This time, I didn’t eat or drink much last night. When they arrived yesterday, they only had lamb legs each with a big appetite. Now they chewed it slowly, so they might eat it quickly.

They didn't stop eating it, from the end of Chen to the beginning of Xu, from nine in the morning to seven in the evening.

Of course, the dishes ordered in the morning are far from enough. They drink slowly while adding one dish from time to time - we have been consuming it, and you can't drive us away.

When it was early Xu, two people came into the outside world. One of the middle-aged man was a high-level scholar and the other was a young master. He looked less than thirty years old, but he was already a middle-level scholar.

In fact, the age of a cultivator is not obvious from his appearance.

The two walked to the four people and sat down. When the waiter saw that there was something wrong, he quietly went to find Li Yongsheng.

After the two of them sat down, the high-ranking Sishu frowned and said, "How could this be like this? Who leaked the news?"

"Let's talk about it when you go back," said the only senior Si Xiu of the four. "Eat and drink a little first, it's safe here."

"Is this here?" Young Master Pianpian looked around and curled his lips disapprovingly, "With me here, you don't have to worry... Yuqing, what's going on on your forehead?"

"The guy's weapon is poisonous," the only female cultivator said lightly, "Now the poison is eliminated. As for the scar, let's talk about it later when you go back."

"How can this be done?" Mr. Hua Xiu raised his hand and placed the ten ingots of gold on the table. He spoke loudly, "Waiter, go get a Fuyan pill... If it is not enough, I still have it!"

"We only sell wine and vegetables here," said a Jianshu who had a scar on his face, but the conspicuous scar did not damage his handsomeness. He spoke expressionlessly, "If you have Fuyan Pills, you can go out and buy them."

"Hmm?" The young master turned his head and looked at him coldly, "Go and buy it, money is not a problem."

Li Yongsheng turned around and walked away, and at the same time he answered casually, "It's not a question of money, we won't sell Fuyan pills."

As a cultivator, the momentum the other party released was extremely amazing, but he seemed to have not felt it.

"What did you say?" Gongzihua's face sank.

Before he could use other means, the female cultivator called Yu Qing had already spoken quickly, "Don't calm down, this is really just a restaurant... They still have the grace of maintaining it."

While saying that, she squeezed her eyes anxiously - this restaurant is really something that ordinary people can't afford to offend.

"Haven's kindness?" Mr. Hua Xiu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "This is easy to say, but the problems that money can solve are not problems."

"Zhengren Jiang," Yuqing looked around and lowered her voice and said, "Yesterday, in order to protect us, they cut off a detective in half... and compensated for an intermittent pill."

"Intermittent Pill?" Jiang Zhenren took a deep breath when he heard this.

But the next moment, a hot light appeared in his eyes, "I just casually paid out an intermittent pill?"

In Middle Turkey, silver dollars and gold are hard currency, but things like intermittent pills are harder currency. Of course, the hardest hard currency is still spiritual stones - not only spiritual practice, but also health practice.

"You can't think about it," someone saw the greed of Master Huaxiu, and hurriedly whispered to dissuade him, "That's only the royal family, we really can't afford it."

"Only the royal family can have... what news are you all about," Jiang Zhenren smiled disdainfully and lowered his voice, "There are many things that have fallen out, and the temple of descendants does not only worship the royal family, but also uses them themselves."

The voice was very low, but the scar-scared practitioner seemed to hear something, glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Later, the two people did not stay in the restaurant for long. After eating and drinking a little, they hurried out of the gate with the four people in front and got on the carriage in the yard.

There were two carriages in total, seven or eight riders, and two of them were wearing the uniforms of the constable.

The group did not stay in Zhuque City for too long, and went straight out of the city and rushed to the west.

Not long after leaving the city, a sudden sound came from the carriage, "Stop!"

Immediately afterwards, the young master Hua Xiu walked out of the car, and he smiled coldly at the front of the side, "Come out, Yugou Pan family is waiting for your grandfather."

The figures swayed in front of him, and five people walked out, all of whom were dressed in white and white pants. The one who led the head was also a young man who had transformed his cultivation.

He held the fan in his left hand, tapped the palm of his right hand, and said with a smile, "It turns out it is the Pan family. I said, who is so brave to hurt my Yi'an Lin family. For the sake of the Pan family, leave the things and the people can leave."

"Are you kidding?" The person who is called Zheng Ren is obviously stronger. His face darkened. "I hand over the murderer who injured my tribe. I forgive you for your rashness this time!"

"Haha," the Lin family's Hua Xiu chuckled again, "I deserved to be injured by snatching my Lin family's things. I actually asked me to hand over the murderer? Could it be that you don't want to leave?"

"This is Pan Zhijiang, a changeable young man, who is amazing in strength." A voice sounded behind him, and another Hua Xiu came out.

This middle-aged Confucian scholar dressed in a blue dress. He said lightly, "Zhengren Pan, if there is no real person in your car, please stay in Yi'an for a while, and you and I will sit down and discuss it. Wouldn't it be a great blessing in life?"

"Lin Munan?" Pan Zhijiang took a deep breath in horror, "You... are you still alive?"

"Young Master Pan said something strange," Lin Munan smiled slightly, "Why can't I live if you are alive? By the way, ask... Has the poison array been arranged?"

"Why should I go to cloth my poison array specifically?" Pan Zhijiang replied arrogantly, but the next moment, he bowed, "Since that's the case, let's part with you and my family. How do you think?"

"I haven't seen each other for many years, Mr. Pan is becoming more and more joking," Lin Munan said with a smile, "Brother Pan, I sincerely invite you. Do you really not give me any face?"

"We only have one Huashu," Pan Zhijiang's face darkened and he spoke gloomy, "But if you must humiliate me, both sides will suffer. I believe I can still do it."

"Brother Pan, what do you mean?" Lin Munan looked surprised. "I kindly invited you to discuss the matter at home. I heard that you liked doing this before."

Inviting people to discuss the truth is common in Central China, but some people also ban masters in the name of discussing the truth to achieve the purpose of attacking the opponent's forces - to put it bluntly, it is house arrest.

Pan Zhijiang looked at the other party coldly, "While both sides are hurt, I can still leave clues to guide the masters in the clan to avenge me. I wonder if you believe it or not?"

"It's a pity that Brother Pan misunderstood my kindness so much," Lin Munan shook his head with a smile, "Okay, I'll give Brother Pan a face, it's the conditions just now... Just leave our things."

"Nothing," Pan Zhijiang denied it flatly, and he spoke with an expressionless face, "Besides, it is a masterless thing, whoever gets it is his own, what is your thing?"

"If you are determined to die, don't blame my Lin family for being ruthless," Lin Munan sighed lightly, "I have been holding it back and forth."

"Let's go!" Pan Zhijiang shouted loudly, "The thing is really not on us, so we are here to keep it for 'our restaurant'!"

"Our restaurant?" The two practicing embassies in the Lin family were stunned. After a long time, Lin Munan sighed, "It's so calculating, so... let's search!"

Pan Zhijiang smiled coldly, "Do you know what kind of decentness is the cultivation of cultivation?"

The dignity of the cultivation of the cultivation cannot be desecrated. He has already explained that if the other party still wants to search, it is an insult to him. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is immortal.

Just when the Lin family was unable to make a decision, a voice sounded not far behind Pan Zhijiang, "What are you talking about? Can you explain it?"
Chapter completed!