Chapter 338 Tianxiang Tower

When I walked to the entrance door and looked at it, Zhuzhu found carved beams and painted buildings, red pillars and brightly lit, illuminated the lobby of the inn as dazzling as daylight, and it was simply magnificent.

If Zhuzhu hadn't seen the three words "Tianxianglou" outside, he would have thought he had come to a royal palace.

Just as she was about to raise her foot in, she saw the waiter in the inn grabbing a unkempt person and rushing out: "What's the thing? It's worn in a mess. You dare to come to my Tianxianglou to have a drink. If you hit other guests, I won't beat you to death."

After saying that, the waiter in Jindan later lifted the man and threw him hard.

The man was thrown at Zhuzhu's feet, and he struggled to stand up and rushed to Tianxianglou: "I want to get drunk for thousands of days. I will not leave without a thousand days of days of a thousand days of a day."

"A poor man like you are still drunk for thousands of days. He is so beautiful. Get out of here. If you don't get out, don't blame me for not being rude to you, the old man."

The waiter pushed the unkempt person out again. Seeing that he refused to leave, he insisted on drinking the most expensive wine in their inn. Finally, he ran out of patience and punched him: "Old man, today you took the initiative to come to our Tianxianglou to cause trouble. Even if you beat you to death, the patrol team would not say much. After all, people like you, the city lord would rather die than die."

Zhuzhu didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but the excitement happened next to her. She just didn't turn around to see it. From the corner of her eyes, she saw the face of the person who was pressed by the waiter and had a long white beard like her master on her face.

Moreover, this person also looks very fond of drinking, and her dressing style is the same as her master, which makes her unable to help but bring it in.

If her master was pressed and beaten like this, she would definitely fight to the person.

Although Zhuzhu is sure that this person is not Master Qingyu Zhenjun, after all, Master is in the sect's diversion stage, and he has always been bullying others' masters, so he will never fall into this state of being bullied by others.

But Zhuzhu still couldn't stand his heart and turned a blind eye and finally stopped.

"stop!"

Zhuzhu stepped forward and stopped the waiter's fist that was still about to wave down, "If you hit him again, you will die."

"If you die, you will die. It just so happened that all the bad drunks could see that Tianxianglou is not a place for them to make trouble and ask for wine."

The waiter saw that the only thing stopping him was the Golden Pill Great Perfection Cultivator who was a little higher than him in his cultivation. His clothes were so ordinary and simple. He knew at a glance that Zhuzhu was just a poor man and his attitude was even more casual.

"Besides, what does it have to do with you? Get out of here, otherwise I will fight you with grandpa."

Anyway, there are people on the Tianxiang Tower, and two poor ghosts will be killed, so the patrol team will not say anything.

"What wine does he want? I'll buy a pot."

Zhuzhu didn't want to argue with the waiter. Although the waiter was not afraid, Zhuzhu could see clearly that the shopkeeper who had been silent at the counter of the inn, his cultivation was at least in the late stage of the Nascent Soul or the early stage of the physical outflow, and there were several late stage waiters in the inn.

If there is a real trouble, and the two little tails that are still following her, they will really fall into the realm of having tigers in front and wolf behind.

"Can you afford it? Don't flash your tongue when you say something big?"

The waiter glanced at Zhuzhu contemptuously and made sure that she had not misunderstood. The female cultivator in front of her was indeed in the Great Perfection of Golden Pills, and she was dressed in an ordinary and alone, without any servants, which shows that she should have no background, just an ordinary casual cultivator.

"How can I not afford it if you don't say it!"

Zhuzhu pulled up the swollen old man with his beating face and went into Tianxiang Tower.

"Stop, who let you two poor guys get in?"

The waiter who was blocking the inn at the entrance was furious. The two of them ignored him too much and had to give them a bloody education today.

"Can you always respect Luoyi first and then others in Tianxianglou?"

Zhuzhu took out a storage bag containing five thousand top-grade spirit stones with a "pop" and slapped it on the counter, "Shopkeeper, I don't know if these spirit stones are enough to buy a pot of thousands..."

Before Zhuzhu finished speaking, the old man who was beaten to death opened his eyes and said loudly: "A thousand-day drunk, I want to be drunk for thousands of days."

The shopkeeper who was standing at the counter and watching the show used his spiritual sense to glance at the spirit stones in the storage bag, and immediately became enthusiastic from expressionlessness: "Enough, enough, I wonder if this guest officer has other requirements?"

No matter how expensive it is to get drunk for a thousand days, it is only 500 top-grade spirit stones per pot. These five thousand top-grade spirit stones are enough to buy ten pots.

It is a fool to have money but not make money, and the shopkeeper doesn’t care about what happened just now.

"I'll have a few more dishes of your inn to get some food and drinks, and I'll have two more rooms for me."

Zhuzhu took out another five thousand top-grade spirit stones and threw them to the shopkeeper, "Do you still drive people out this time?"

"The customer is joking. It's because the waiter in the store is ignorant. When the old man comes back, he educates him well. He also asks the two customers not to take it to heart."

No matter what, in the eyes of the shopkeeper of Tianxianglou, this female cultivator has never been simple. After all, it is not easy for a casual cultivator to earn spirit stones, especially for a casual cultivator with a low level of cultivation.

It is impossible to just take out ten thousand top-grade spirit stone flowers for use, let alone just to help others breathe a sigh of relief.

When the shopkeeper said this, he was afraid that Zhuzhu would get angry, so he started to rush to the waiter standing at the door of the store, who was in a daze and said, "What are you still standing there? Why don't you apologize to the two customers?

The old man said that you are reckless and don’t yell before you figure it out, it won’t impact the two guests.”

"There is no need to apologize."

Zhuzhu waved his hand and did not let the waiter who had become so hot that he apologized. The waiter dared to be so rampant in Tianxiang Tower, so he was naturally granted by the shopkeeper. Otherwise, with his later-stage Jindan cultivation, he would not dare to overtake his affairs.

But it is naturally impossible to get the shopkeeper's apology.

Besides, Zhuzhu doesn't care about the stranger's apology at all.

The old man next to him probably doesn't care.

Zhuzhu looked at the old man whose eyes were about to stick to the big wine jar of the inn. She felt more and more that he had some imagination with his master, and she felt that the old man was a little more friendly, so she pulled him to find an empty table in the inn lobby and sat down: "Shopkeeper, serve the wine and food quickly!"

"Okay, right now."

When the wine and food came up, the old man first hugged Qianrijue and drank a pot of "Gudong Gudong".

Seeing that he was not satisfied, Zhuzhu asked the inn shopkeeper to get several pots of pots for thousands of days. The old man picked up the pot and drank five pots in one breath, and then shouted "Good" and put down the pot.

"Senior, have you had a great time drinking?" Zhuzhu asked.

"Just force yourself!" At this moment, the old man no longer pretended to be confused, his tone became a little normal.
Chapter completed!