Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

According to normal logic, if he says "What are you looking at", no matter what happens, the other party will say hello, right?

The man shrank his head with a guilty conscience.

"what?"

Interestingly, if it weren’t for the evil in his heart, Zhao Chuanxin would be willing to perform a handstand to have diarrhea on the spot.

He wanted to chase, but he couldn't run with the slippers on his feet.

After chasing him to the end of the corridor, the man was nowhere to be seen.

After going to the public restroom, he took out his shoes from the secret space and put them on.

Quietly walked to the door of the hotel, leaned against the wall and glanced outside.

Across the street, squatting were two no-good guys who looked like they were not good at first glance.

He immediately thought of Yang Jinfa.

Does this guy still want to blackmail me?

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help laughing as he thought about it.

That little troll dared to stir up trouble with the old age. I am really impatient.

Thinking about it, he opened the door generously and walked towards the opposite side.

The pupils of the two fools suddenly shrank.

The two looked at each other with nervous expressions on their faces.

One of them pretended to be calm and said: "Let's go to the teahouse."

Behind them is a teahouse, which is also open at night.

Palace lanterns, colorful eaves, gold-painted red carpets, crowds of people, business is pretty good.

The two of them entered the teahouse. Zhao Chuanxin looked up at the signboard, which actually said Yuan Shengqing.

Isn't this the property of Niu Zihou's family?

They even drove to Tianjin!

He strolled inside.

There are dozens of large lacquered square tables with armrests and chairs, a blue-tiled balcony and a veranda with painted walls, and a storyteller is being read on the stage.

"Sir, please come inside."

The waiter greeted me with a smile and showed attentiveness.

Zhao Chuanxin threw a silver dollar over and said, "If you serve me well, there will be a reward!"

The creases in the corners of the boy's eyes smiled so hard that he could kill a fly: "I promise to serve you well!"

Wiping tables and chairs, serving tea and water, and even pressing Zhao Chuanxin's shoulders after he sat down.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a piece of cake and said, "Find a way to buy me some of Lao Maosheng's big butter biscuits."

The boy took Dayang and said, "Okay, I'll get it back for you."

What was said on the stage was "The Heroes of the Ming Dynasty", and it talked about Liu Bowen's white ape offering a book. The audience listened attentively and cheered from time to time.

Eight points, two points, Zhao Chuanxin is not interested in this kind of traditional book, and it is far less favorable than Shan Tianfang, who came later.

He stared straight at the two fools squatting against the wall in the corner.

Both of them were close to tears.

You said you followed us into the teahouse and didn't listen to the book. Why were you staring at us?

Now they have been able to confirm that Zhao Chuanxin has discovered their tracking.

Neither leaving nor staying.

The two of them could only bite the bullet and not make eye contact with Zhao Chuanxin, pretending to listen to the book.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned, "You are not in a hurry, and I am not in a hurry."

He is not afraid of the regular armies of the great powers, how can he be afraid of these two scoundrels?

So he crossed his legs and leaned on the back of the chair to drink tea.

Not long after, the boy came back carrying a bag of biscuits.

"Sir, I'm sorry, Lao Maosheng has closed. I took it upon myself to buy another biscuit. It's also a big butter biscuit. It's not as famous as Lao Maosheng, but the taste is not bad. You try it first. If it doesn't taste good, smoke it. I’m good with both mouths.”

He welcomes and welcomes guests all the year round, has a sharp eye and a sharp tongue. Usually, for things like this that are difficult to handle despite being rewarded, he has to agree first and put aside those that are easy to handle but not easy to handle. He must be able to talk things through.

The worst case scenario is that if you really get whipped, you won't die if you get whipped twice.

"It's interesting." Zhao Chuanxin said that there are so many talents here. "For your reward."

Another piece of ocean flew over.

Leave it to future generations and sell the crown properly!

Then, the boy began to explain the storytelling on stage to Zhao Chuanxin.

But he found that Zhao Chuanxin was not interested in this, but kept looking at the two gangsters over there.

He said: "Those two people should be gangsters. They usually hang out together in Xichenggen. Their leader is Yang Jinfa. They don't do big evils but are constantly doing small evils. They take food and get cards. If they don't give, they will lie down at the door and refuse to let them. Guests come in. If that doesn't work, they will draw lots, and whoever wins will have his head smashed with a brick. This will affect the business. If there is no other way, the boss must give money..."

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled.

Drawing lots for such a thing is really a talent.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin laughing, the boy became even more excited: "Sir, you think it's ridiculous. They slap themselves, and then they laugh too. What they want is that aura that makes you feel scary. Whoever plays hard will Then he became famous in Tianjin..."

In any case, Zhao Chuanxin finally knew that these two people were indeed Yang Jinfa's younger brothers.

While listening to the boy's explanation of the interesting stories about Guohuo in Tianjin city, he soaked the biscuits in tea water until they softened, and then ate them with a spoon.

When he was a child, his grandma often bought him calcium milk biscuits. While he waited for his grandfather to make tea, he would pour a cup of hot tea and put the biscuits in it to soak.

Grandpa often complained that he made the teacup dirty.

Thinking of the life trajectory of my great ancestor Zhao Zhongyi in this life, a turning point has quietly taken place. Great-great-grandfather Zhao Hongzhi will definitely be different from before when he marries a wife and has children in the future. Then my grandfather would not have been born, and there would be no grandma.

Thinking of this, Zhao Chuanxin's mood suddenly dropped.

Maybe my grandma will still be born?

This gave him an impulse.

Why not give grandma's family a large sum of money to make their life easier?

Grandma and her whole family should still be in Shandong at this time.

However, he immediately pressed this idea.

If he had gone by himself, there was a high chance that grandma would not have been born.

I ate spoonful after spoonful in silence, the biscuits were soft and rotten, the memories were bumping on my tongue, and I didn't know how many years of life I had swallowed.

Just when he was immersed in the logic of reincarnation, the two gangsters took advantage of his daze and sneaked out.

"Sir, they're leaving."

The boy's voice alarmed Zhao Chuanxin.

When he turned around, the two of them had already arrived at the door.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxian noticed them, the two began to run away.

Throwing down two pieces of ocean: "Check out."

No change was given, so he just walked away.

The two gangsters worked hard, wishing they could put wheels on their legs.

After running for a long time, when I was out of breath, I turned back.

Dry!

Zhao Chuanxin bent over and held his knees behind them, gasping and panting: "Why are you two running? Couldn't you please explain what you have to say clearly?"

He usually doesn't exercise. Although he has great strength, his endurance and perseverance are average.

The two gangsters were already exhausted, but now they felt inexplicably full of strength and continued running.

Zhao Chuanxin gave up.

He also thought that the other party just wanted to extort money or something, and he would not risk his life to pursue it.

If your body is exhausted, people all over the country will be worried about it.

Following the two of them, Zhao Chuanxin had already run a long way.

The sky was overcast and it started to rain.

At this time, the Beijing-Tianjin area was not as hot as it would be in later generations. It was raining this season and it was quite cool. Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly found the eaves for cover and took out a black windbreaker to put on.