Xiao Fan's tears were all over.

When you chase me and run for life and death, you are caught by life and death. Who has ever tried this feeling of falling into hell just one step away from heaven?

Xiao Fan could hear the sound without looking back.

Taixu, the old liar who is said to be 130 years old and is Zhang Sanfeng's junior brother.

Xiao Fan really regrets it. Why didn’t he just stab him to death that day when he met the old liar?

The two shop friends in Zuixianlou behind were getting closer and closer, and Xiao Fan could already hear their confused footsteps.

But the old liar was still holding his arm and never letting go. His other hand stroked his fairy-like beard and said leisurely: "This young man runs so fast, but... you really have a bad omen!"

Xiao Fan turned his head and faced his handsome face that was constantly twitching.

"Yes, I have bad omens. If you don't let go, I will be in a bloody disaster right away."

Taixu narrowed his eyes and was shocked: "Brother Xiao, why is it you?"

Of course now is not a good time to greet.

As the pursuers got closer, Xiao Fan became a little anxious: "Are you going to do business or be brave?"

"Start business." Taixu said without hesitation. He was only interested in things that could generate benefits.

"Then let it go quickly. I'll treat you to dinner when this matter is over, and I'll treat you to nothing!"

Taixu immediately let go of his hand, and Xiao Fan rushed out like an arrow without saying a word.

The two guys behind him had already chased him up, running and scolding him in panting.

"Stop! Bastard..."

"A bad guy! Return the money to us!"

The two guys quickly passed by Taixu, and a burst of dust and smoke rolled up on the ground.

I was too stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and immediately pinched the "iron mouth" flag in my hand horizontally and clamped it under my armpit, and then chased after it.

Strangely, Taixu ran much faster than the three young men. After a while, he surpassed the two guys like a racing car.

The two guys were stunned when they saw an old man in his sixties and seventies running faster than them. They looked at Taixu's back as they ran away and discussed.

"Is this old man chasing that bastard?"

"I guess yes..."

"Run faster than us, how much money did that bastard rob the old man?"

"It's definitely not a decimal... it's necessary!"

On the streets of Jiangpu County, four people were divided into three groups and chased each other, which became a wonder for a while.

I have to say that Taixu is very fast, a bit weird. Not long after, he caught up with Xiao Fan, then he slowed down and the two ran side by side.

Xiao Fan accidentally turned his head while running, and saw Taixu running beside him, and Zhang Jun's face immediately became even more bitter than bitter melon.

"Why are you catching up again?"

Taixu ran as if nothing had happened, running like a leisurely strolling in the garden.

"I have something to do not understand, so I will ask for advice."

"Stop making trouble! I have something to do here!"

"I can't figure it out, why do you want to run away?"

"Someone chases me, of course I have to run away... Do you think this is the right time to chat?"

After two sentences, the two guys behind him caught up with him again.

Xiao Fan was anxious. He felt that if he didn't get rid of this old liar, he would soon have bad omen.

Don’t look at Taixu being old, but he has a stronger desire for knowledge than young people.

"Why are they chasing you?"

Xiao Fan panted while running: "...I lost a lot of money."

"That's even more wrong. If you lose money, why are they chasing you?"

"…I snatched the lost money again."

Taixu looked suddenly, and this answer fully satisfied his desire for knowledge.

The four of them ran away in front and behind for unknown lengths, but Xiao Fan finally managed to see the moon brightly. - The two guys couldn't run anymore.

Of course, Xiao Fan could not run anymore. The two sides held their waists and gasped hard, only Taixu was as if nothing had happened, and his face was not changed, and he still stroked his fairy-like beard, his face was unfathomable and illusory...

The two guys couldn't catch up with him, and felt unwilling to accept it. So after a while, he pointed at Xiao Fan from a distance and slapped his feet and cursed, saying that he would be harsh and scolded him.

Xiao Fan smiled, panting and smiling proudly, smiling proudly...

Taixu looked around and suddenly asked, "Who are those two?"

Xiao Fan took a big advantage and said happily: "They are the guys from Zuixianlou."

"Why did you go to Zuixianlou to gamble?"

"Because I am the shopkeeper of Zuixianlou..." Xiao Fan blurted out, and then his smile gradually solidified.

He now found that things weren't that simple...

He came back and said that he had to go back because he was the shopkeeper of Zuixianlou...

The shopkeeper robbed the friend’s money, and this matter was a mess...

Xiao Fan sighed to the sky: "It turns out that the monk can't run away from the temple..."

Taixu was unhappy and glared at him with a harp and lingering.

Xiao Fan had to change his words: "You can run away from Taoist priests and can't run away from Taoist temple..."

Taixu turned resentment into joy, nodding and applauding.

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In Zuixian Tower, Taixu leaned lazily against a table in the lobby, boredly sucking his earwax.

Xiao Fan stared at the four people standing honestly in front of him with a serious face.

The four people are: two shop assistants, the two who just won the money and were robbed, a former shopkeeper, the one who lay on the counter lazily fiddled with the abacus beads when Xiao Fan entered the door for the first time, and a chef.

This is all the teams in Zuixianlou.

It is hard to imagine a three-story restaurant with only four people inside and outside.

"You are only four? No one else?" Xiao Fan couldn't help but say wonderingly.

The former shopkeeper named Cai. Due to the appointment of Aunt Xiao, he has been demoted to the restaurant manager. When Lao Cai heard this, he stepped forward and said honestly: "There are only four of us, but there were more than four of us. Zuixianlou's business has been bad recently, and almost no customers have come to him. Many people have resigned from the old boss."

Xiao Fan said oh, saying that he knew. Then he turned his head and looked at the two unlucky guys who bet on him and then ran a marathon again.

The two guys' eyes were very resentful, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes.

He still has more than a dozen taels of silver on his body. In addition to his own ten taels of money, he also has a few taels of silver from two friends.

Xiao Fan unexpectedly expected that he had robbed other people's money and had to come back to face the victim. Xiao Fan was very thin-skinned and felt very embarrassed.

After thinking about it, he still thought that robbing money was correct, after all, gambling was wrong.

So Xiao Fan became more confident again.

Looking at the two guys sideways, Xiao Fan said in a deep voice: "Do you know you're wrong?"

The two guys said sadly: "Sir Xiao..."

"Call the shopkeeper!"

"Yes, Manager Xiao, we know we are wrong. We shouldn't bet on money..."

"No, it's right to bet on money, but you shouldn't bet on money in Zuixianlou. This is the place to work, and attitude determines everything!"

"...Yes!" the two guys responded obediently.

Anyway, you are the shopkeeper, so it is right no matter how you say it.

Xiao Fan was happy. This was the first time he was qualified to train others and felt a sense of pride.

"No rules cannot be achieved without a square foot. The first rule that the shopkeeper set for everyone today is: no gambling in the Zuixianlou, and those who violate the rules... are fined!"

"How much is the penalty?" The former shopkeeper Cai agreed and turned around and glared at the two guys fiercely.

"Punishment..." Xiao Fan scratched his head, took out his purse, deducted his ten-two dollars, and weighed the remaining amount. It was not light, about three or five cents. This was the bet of two unlucky guys who had robbed.

"Fine three or five cents." Xiao Fan made the final decision, then calmly stuffed the stolen silver into his wallet. The dirty silver naturally turned into legal income.

The two guys' faces collapsed and they sighed.

Let’s admit it, the shopkeeper who has zero or no fines should be underestimated.

Xiao Fan smiled happily. Three or five cents were the first pot of gold he had earned since time traveling through time. Although it was stolen.

Now, Xiao Fan's savings have made a qualitative leap, from ten taels of silver to thirteen taels of five coins.
To be continued...