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Yang Bo looked at the small city below, nodded lightly and flew down.

It's almost here. It's far enough away from the group of monks. It should still be the original environment!

He landed silently in a deserted alley. When he walked out and looked at the people passing by on the street, Yang Bo didn't know what to do for a moment.

He touched his chin and thought for a while: I feel like there is something missing when I come to Liaozhai without Miss Xiaoqian!

Alas, there are more and more strongmen these days, and the Undead Knight is on the verge of death. Damn it, even the lizards are strong, and there are still many people exercising!

Yang Bo thought of the previous news and sighed in his heart: It's so sunny and windy, but people's hearts are not as old as before!

Looking at the cries around him, he walked into the restaurant. Yang Bo was wearing something strange, which aroused the curiosity of many people, who all looked at him.

But he didn't care, and the onlookers just glanced at him. After all, as long as Yang Bo didn't run naked, it wasn't illegal.

The decoration of the restaurant can be considered extremely prosperous in this era, with carved beams and paintings everywhere. It may not be time to eat yet, but there are not many people inside.

At this time, the waiter ran over with a humble smile on his face, bent down and said, Sir, what would you like to eat?

Please serve me some of your special dishes, as well as a bottle of good wine, and arrange a place by the window on the second floor for me!

The waiter's face became brighter and he stretched out his hand and said: Master, please come over here!

After saying that, he led the way and led Yang Bo to the second floor, where he arranged a position near the window. After sitting down, Yang Bo took out a piece of broken silver, which he got in exchange for in Brother Zheng's world. After all, it happens every day. Using gold ingots is too troublesome.

After all, eat Malatang and throw away millions!

The waiter picked up the broken silver on the table and said: Master, wait a moment, I will give you the instructions right now!

Thump thump thump!

The waiter ran down quickly. Yang Bo looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly saw a scholar in blue clothes, carrying a trunk.

...

Maybe it was because of the hundreds of thousands of cold jokes that Yang Bo couldn't hold back the thought of making fun of him.

The streets are full of people wearing gray linen clothes. You are wearing blue clothes. This is too eye-catching. I'm afraid I don't know that you are a character in the plot, right?

But Yang Bo ignored it. After all, this is the world of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, and there are too many such scholars in it.

At this time, the waiter ran up with a teapot and filled Yang Bozhen with tea. Master, if you need anything, just call me!

Yang Bo nodded, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He didn't know how to taste tea, he was just pretending.

Soon the food and wine were served, and when Yang Bo was eating enthusiastically, a man's voice came from downstairs.

The voice was full of anger: What?! Boss, the price of drinks has increased again? We are all old acquaintances, you are not going to switch careers and open a black shop, are you!

The helpless voice of the tavern owner also came over: You can't blame me, ghosts are rampant now, and the price of transportation is getting more and more expensive. As a result, many transportation teams no longer want to work and go home to farm!

What a damn world! Boss, keep the accounts first, and I'll give them to you in two days!

The boss quickly stopped the man who was about to leave and said, No, Master Yan, you already owe a lot. At least give me a little first. This small business can't afford it!

Yang Bo was startled when he heard Hero Yan. The most likely person in Liaozhai World to be called Hero Yan is Yan Chixia.

He stood up and walked to the stairs to see a slovenly man standing in front of the counter. He was pulled down by the boss.

The man's face was covered with whiskers, he carried a long sword behind his back, and held a wine gourd in his hand. He was standing there with an embarrassed look on his face: Boss, we haven't known each other for a day. We will definitely settle the account in two days. Cleared for you!

Yang Bo looked at the man dressed in a standard master's attire, laughed, and shouted downstairs:

Yan Chixia!

When Yan Chixia heard someone calling his name, she raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound. She was stunned for a moment when she saw Yang Bo, and asked with some confusion: Who is your Excellency?

Seeing the other party's reaction, Yang Bo confirmed that the other party was Yan Chixia and waved: Master Yan, if you don't mind coming up and eating some together!

Yang Bo was very happy: 'Now that we have found Yan Chixia, will Xiaoqian still be far away? ’

Yan Chixia looked at Yang Bo and hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He also wanted to know how this man he had never met before knew him.

Quickly walking up to the second floor, Yang Bo took Yan Chixia and sat on the stool together: Waiter, prepare another set of bowls and chopsticks, and a few more dishes!

Yan Chixia asked: Excuse me, who is your Excellency?

Yang Bo showed a smile and said: My lord, Yang Bo, I have heard about the famous name of Master Yan for a long time. When I see him today, he is indeed extraordinary and full of heroism!

Come on, come on, I will be the host today and invite Master Yan to taste the good wine I got elsewhere!

While he was pretending to be under the table, he took out the Red Star Erguotou that Zhang Chulan had bought urgently. Let’s not talk about whether it tastes good or not. This alcoholic beverage can completely destroy the world.

As soon as Hongxing Erguotou was taken out, Yan Chixia's meditation was interrupted and her eyes were fixed on the bottle.

This...is this glass? What kind of wine can be bottled in glass?

I poured a glass for Yan Chixia. Yan Chixia was obviously an evil spirit in wine, otherwise she would not have been awarded the title of Wine Sword Fairy.

Yan Chixia took a sip of Erliang's wine glass, and her face instantly turned red: It's great!

Yang Bo looked on and clicked his tongue: If you are still unhappy at 52 degrees, I can only give you some 67 degrees old white sex!

But having said that, didn't it say that the ancients couldn't drink? Look at this, Yan Chixia has to drink at least a pound and a half!

Here is Yang Bo’s misunderstanding. In ancient times, it was not that there was nothing to drink, but that there was too little wine to drink, food was expensive, and wine was limited!

Yan Chixia smiled and picked up her chopsticks and stuffed two mouthfuls of food. Without waiting for Yang Bo to take action, she took the wine bottle and filled a glass for Yang Bo and herself. She said, I think you have something to do with me, but because of the wine, For my sake, feel free to hug me!

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Of course Yan Chixia understood this. She raised her wine glass and said with a smile: Yang Bo, right? Come and have a drink, Young Master Yang!

Yang Bo felt a little strange when he heard the name Yang Shaoxia, but people are always curious the first time, and they will get used to it after more times!

Master Yan, come and drink! I won't come home until I'm drunk today! Yang Bo picked up the wine glass and drank it without saying a word. Yan Chixia's eyes lit up and she said, Okay! Young Master Yang is also a good drinker! She picked up the wine glass and did the same. Drink it.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, three bottles of Erguotou were already empty on the table. Yan Chixia's eyes were a little blurry, but Yang Bo was still eating the food like an old man, not even a trace of drunkenness.

Yan Chixia said inarticulately: Brother Yang, you...did you just...take...a bucket to drink something?

Yang Bo said: Oh, I just drank some milk, it's okay!

How's it going? Master Yan, do you want some more?

boom!

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Chixia's swaying head hit the table and fell asleep.