According to Fatty Feng, Mo Xuanchen appeared that day when he was worried about how to imprison people out of the palace.

He directly mentioned Shu Xiyan and his son as the Regent, and left the palace with a swagger.

As soon as they left the palace gate, they met Lingyun Peak waiting. Five people walked together and rushed all the way to Maple Leaf Town.

Who knew that when he was in Longhu Mountain, Mo Xuanchen didn't know what was going on. After talking to Ling Yunfeng for a few words, he asked the four of them to leave first.

As for whether he went to Longhu Mountain or went to another place by himself, no one knew.

Therefore, Longhu Mountain is Ling Luoyu's first stop.

The Emperor's injury did not have much impact on ordinary people.

People should eat and drink, and are still busy with their little days.

In fact, for them, it is the same for everyone to be the emperor. How should they live this life?

Longhu Mountain.

A small village at the foot of the mountain.

Because we are close to Kyoto, the young people who can walk in the villages have basically moved away, leaving only some old people to guard the barren mountains and fields to spend the rest of the year.

Ling Luoyu walked around the village but found nothing special.

"Strange...What did Mo Xuanchen come here to do? This is an ordinary small village!"

There is a tea shed in the center of the village, which is very simple.

Because it was cold, grass felt was covered with grass felt around, and misty water vapor came out of the grass felt.

Seeing that it was already noon, Ling Luoyu was hungry and then walked in.

As soon as she got into the straw felt, she realized something was wrong.

There are guests inside.

Not one or two, but a full twenty or thirty.

Ling Luoyu's eyes sank slightly.

There were twenty or thirty people sitting in the tea shed, and there was no noise outside.

The tea shed was originally a place to rest when drinking tea and chat and joke, but now it is silent and silent, and can be heard.

Judging from their aura, these people's cultivation is not low.

The most important thing is that these people's clothes are different.

It seems that it comes from all four ways and eight methods, with different characteristics.

Ling Luoyu instantly realized that he had come to the right place.

When Mo Xuanchen stopped at this place, something must have happened.

The moment Ling Luoyu appeared, everyone's eyes suddenly came.

After just a glance, he turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened.

Next to the stove in the middle of the tea shed was a short and sluggish short and fat man.

The big forehead was so bright that it was half a bald, leaving only a circle of hair on the back of the head, which was still greasy and dirty.

Hearing the movement, he lazily raised his head and looked at it.

"A cup of big bowl of tea, a silver coin, a hot bun and a bowl of soup, three gold coins! Drink tea or eat?!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were slightly cold.

It’s not as fast as you grab money!

Before he could speak, the curtain behind him was lifted up, and he entered with a cold air.

The short and fat man looked up and found that he was still in the dead accent.

"A cup of big bowl of tea, a silver coin, a hot bun and a bowl of soup, three gold coins! Drink tea or eat?!"

The person behind him breathed a sigh of relief: "Eat!"

He took out three gold coins and handed them to the short and fat man.

The short and fat man didn't even raise his eyes and handed him a small wooden sign.

"Find a place to sit down!"

He raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Luoyu.

"What about you? Have tea or eat?!"

Ling Luoyu calmly handed over three gold coins: "Eat!"

The short and fat man handed over the wooden sign, received the gold coins, and closed his eyes and rested again.

Above the wooden sign, the word "天" is carved.


Chapter completed!