Jufu Restaurant is not well-known, just like countless small restaurants located on the streets of Shanghai. otbnkotgt The boss is a Shanghainese named Song.
He wears black-rimmed glasses.
He is not tall and very thin, but his craftsmanship is very good and he is very polite.
The restaurant occupies a small area, with two floors, with four or five tables on each floor.
Business is still pretty good, especially on weekend nights when there are quite a few people coming to eat.
Of course, unlike those restaurants today where people have to queue up to eat, when I was young, going out to a restaurant was still a relatively luxurious thing, so the so-called The business is good, that is, you can see a few tables of people when you enter the store.
Before the beads arrived, Fatty and Luo Qiong were already sitting inside near the stairs.
It was a private seat, and there were basically no interruptions while they were talking.
When Boss Song saw me coming, he smiled and nodded.
After I sat down, I said, "Luo Qiong, are you still used to living in Shanghai?"
The boy shook his head and said: "I'm not used to it.
It's so noisy, but it's still quiet in the mountains.
And the light is too bright.
It's like broad daylight at night.
Brother Cui took me to the Bund for a walk.
There are so many people there."
It is normal for children from the mountains to not be accustomed to big cities for the first time.
Especially in our time, many mountainous areas were not yet developed.
A young man like Luo Qiong did not see many outsiders in a small village.
It feels like grandma entering the Grand View Garden.
"Haha, I'll get used to it after a while.
I've ordered the dishes, the same ones.
But Xiaoshan, you can guess what Zhuzi wants from us this time."
The fat man asked strangely.
I held my chin and thought for a while, then said, "It's better to wait for him to come."
After waiting for about ten minutes, Zhuzi walked in from the door.
The fat man saw him and stood up to say hello.
Then he sat down and exchanged a few words, and then the conversation turned to business.
"I have to apologize to my brothers for what happened with Nuruer Hushan this time.
I didn't ask clearly here, and I almost hurt you.
I will punish myself with three drinks."
Zhuzi raised the wine glass on the table and was about to pour it into his mouth, but I held him down.
He looked at me in surprise.
The action I made at this time was actually very impolite.
"What's wrong?"
Zhuzi asked somewhat displeasedly.
"Brother Zhuzi, what happened this time cannot be explained by punishing yourself with three drinks."
I made the topic clear, pressed Zhuzi's hand on the table and continued, "You are a businessman and a smart person.
Fatty and I respected you before and admired your righteousness, but this time you let us follow you.
Lingqian went to Nuruerhu Mountain to catch the ghosts, but we almost lost our lives.
You don't know this.
Even if you don't know the details, you should at least know part of it.
He should be a friend.
You must be clear when you come to Daheishan.
We are not in a hurry to drink, but we must speak clearly first."
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According to Zhuzi's temper, what I did was actually light the fuse and wait for him to explode, but this time he didn't explode.
Instead, he gently put his hand on the table.
After sighing, he said: "I knew you had to ask clearly.
Anyway, I treat you as brothers.
I will tell you everything I know about this matter."
After finishing speaking, he poured a glass of wine by himself, pondered for a moment, and then said: "I told you before that you should follow Lingqian to catch the demon.
At that time, I didn't know much, and I thought he was just a demon.
Ordinary business.
But you have no news in Daheishan, and As we stayed longer and longer, I became a little worried, so I asked Lingzhen about it, but by then he had already left for Daheishan.
I felt that something was strange, so I asked someone to inquire.
The inside story.
Lingzhen is actually going for that ancient demon."
Fatty and Luo Qiong's eyes widened.
They didn't expect there to be such a deep relationship.
I didn't react much.
In fact, I guessed a little.
A big shot like Lingzhen suddenly stepped in to help his sister, or it was him.
The relationship between him and his sister is too good, or else he has ulterior motives.
Obviously, this time it's the latter "What's going on?"
The fat man asked.
"Ancient wind demons are rare now, especially the layer of velvet skin of ancient wind demons.
It is even more difficult to find sources on the market.
Lingzhen has encountered something recently.
He has to overcome the difficulties of a large ancient land, so he came here.
Help Lingqian.
The master of Sanshan Mountain is also a thief.
He has known about the ancient wind demon in Dahei Mountain for a long time.
I guess Lingqian is just a pawn he sent out to explore the way. " The so-called Great Ancient Land is a jargon term in Daoxing, which refers to some ancient ruins that are not well known to the world.
For example, some cave palaces of Qi refiners during the Qin and Han Dynasties, or dojos of some famous Taoist priests.
This kind of place is different from ancient tombs.
The feng shui is difficult to determine.
Even if you find the place in some large ancient places, you won't be able to see them without using special methods.
But what is comparable is the wealth brought by the ancient land.
Opening a large ancient land is equivalent to opening a treasure house.
There are only a handful of large ancient lands that have been opened so far, and those who can often find great ancient lands are large organizations in some circles.
There are two opened before and after Maoshan.
When one of them was opened, it was rumored that there was a golden dragon symbol, which was mysterious.
Incomparable.
After listening to Zhuzi's words, I felt a little moved in my heart.
This Lingzhen is really ambitious.
Usually only the big sects dare to touch the ancient land.
He actually wants to open it with his own strength.
It is obvious that he has the ambition to continue to make himself bigger.
The intention of the force.
However, these are matters that a group of senior people care about and have nothing to do with us ordinary people at the bottom.
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"You know the agreement between Lingzhen and me, right?"
I asked.
Zhuzi nodded and said, "I understand.
Lingzhen will ask someone to bring the antidote to Shanghai in the next few days.
Don't worry.
And the people who bring the medicine are probably experts sent by Lingzhen to explore the underground world of Xuanming Temple. .
I came to have dinner with you this time because I wanted to talk about this thing about Xuanming Temple.
During the days when you went to Daheishan, I used a lot of contacts and found a lot of information to finally give me some clues. " "Oh, Brother Zhuzi is awesome.
Tell me, what is going on under Xuanming Temple?"
The fat man got excited and asked hurriedly.
Zhuzi took a sip of wine, lit a cigarette for himself, took a puff and said: "Zhongtianmen" The old god popped out three words on the ground, which confused the three of us.
It sounded like the name of an ancient sect, but we were not sure, so none of the three of us interrupted.
"Hehe, I don't know anymore."
Zhuzi took another puff of cigarette, "Actually, I didn't know what the so-called Zhongtian Sect was about before this.
Later I checked the information and found that this Zhongtian Sect was a group of people three hundred years ago.
A small sect composed of Taoist priests.
They use Chinese characters as their logo, and they have the same logo engraved on their instruments, flags, and houses.
"Look, it's this."
He took out a few black-and-white photos from his pocket.
Although they were all unearthed cultural relics and the photos were relatively old, the sign was still quite clear.
"Is this Zhongtian Sect very powerful?"
I asked strangely.
"It wasn't that big three hundred years ago.
If you think about it carefully, it should be during the Qing Dynasty.
At that time, these small private groups emerged in endlessly.
It was common to resell some magic weapons and refine some treasures to make money.
If in this From a perspective, Zhongtian Sect shouldn’t be particularly outstanding, but I asked my friends about it based on the white-faced monster.
Unexpectedly, I received some relatively obscure secrets.”
There was something in Zhuzi's words, and he took out a few more photos.
This time the photos were all of mummies, but each one was well preserved, and some were still wearing the official clothes of the Qing Dynasty.
"What are these" Luo Qiong asked doubtfully.
"This is a coffin that has been opened by tomb robbers in recent years.
I asked a few friends to get the photos.
Because there are many foreign collectors who like mummies in recent years, they will take photos of the tomb owners and show them to the collectors.
As a product display.
You noticed that none of these mummies have the Zhongtianmen logo on them."
Zhuzi pointed to some of the photos as he spoke.
I took a closer look and found that the Zhongtianmen logo was indeed on the back of the neck.
In other words, these mummies are very likely to have been monsters like the white-faced monster or the black-haired monster in the old temple: