Ninefold Supreme Heaven

Chapter 535
The meat of the Xuanjing cow demon.

When Wang Qiang heard Xiao Er's words, his face became very embarrassed. The plate of beef he ate before was indeed from a bull demon, but it was not from the mysterious realm, at most it was from the yellow realm, and it was not certain whether it was from the bull demon.

At most, it's just taking the beef monster's soup fort.

120 taels is not a big amount for Wang Qiang, but Wang Qiang is not willing to be slaughtered like this, just when he was about to refute, he saw three malicious people appearing behind Xiao Er .

Those three people, each of them had cultivation bases in the middle stage of the Profound Realm.

At the same time, Wang Qiang remembered Huang Wu's words, if he didn't cause trouble here, there must be someone waiting to catch his braid.

Thinking of this, Wang Qiang's eyes fell on the few people who had been following him at the door of the restaurant.

"Very good. The special sauce beef here is really good. I will bring my friends here next time. The taste must not change. Otherwise, if my friend gets angry, I can't imagine what will happen."

"Clang clang..."

As Wang Qiang said, he threw a few gold ingots casually and landed on the wooden table, but after seeing the meal money Wang Qiang gave, the face of the little girl became very angry.

"Guest officer, are you here to amuse us on purpose, or do you want to eat the overlord's meal?"

Just as Xiao Er finished speaking, the three malicious people directly blocked Wang Qiang's way, and their eyes could not help falling on the few gold ingots on the table.

"Why, 120 taels of gold is only a lot. Is it possible that I can't leave?"

Wang Qiang looked at the few gold ingots on the table, those few gold ingots were given by Elder Wulian, at least 130 taels, but he didn't understand why the little girl seemed so angry.

"Boy, it seems that you have just arrived here not long ago. Don't you know that the gold ingots from the mainland below will not work here at all. With just 130 taels of gold, we can exchange 30 taels of gold, which is not bad."

The faces of the three big men were very unfriendly, and it didn't look like they were fooling Wang Qiang. At this time, Wang Qiang also found that the eyes of the people around him were full of gloating.

But without exception, when those people looked at the gold ingots on the table, their eyes were full of disdain.

In fact, those gold ingots are not exchanged for 30 taels as the big man said, but at least 50 taels, but the process of exchanging gold ingots is extremely troublesome.

"Since this is the case, it seems that the gold will not work here, but I promised my friend before that I will not cause trouble here, and you are lucky."

As Wang Qiang said, with a light wave of his hand, several gold ingots on the table disappeared one after another, but just when the little boy was about to curse out loud, his eyes fell directly on Wang Qiang's hand.

In Wang Qiang's hand, a golden ticket suddenly caught everyone's eyes. On the golden ticket, there was still a faint spiritual fluctuation.

What attracted the attention of these people was not the golden ticket itself, but the small golden sword tattooed in the center of the golden ticket.

"The Dayan Golden Ticket is still common in the mainland. What is the origin of this kid?"

"Impossible. The Da Yan gold ticket that is circulated on the mainland is at most 500 taels, but the gold ticket in this kid's hand is 1000 taels."

"Strange? It looks like this golden ticket is still real, boy, wait a moment."

After Xiao Er finished speaking, he picked up the golden ticket and ran to the restaurant, while Wang Qiang sat outside with a relaxed expression, waiting for Xiao Er's return.

You know, that is the golden ticket given by Huang Wu, and there is no possibility of it being faked at all.

"Ping ping pong pong..."

After a while, there was a mess of voices in the restaurant, and a middle-aged man with an unfriendly expression appeared in Wang Qiang's sight in a hurry.

And the little second from before was following behind him with a confused expression on his face. He didn't understand what happened to make his boss so panicked.

"My friend, where did you get this golden ticket?"

The restaurant owner's words were full of slight questions, but to Wang Qiang's ears, it was tantamount to naked ridicule.

The meaning coming out of his words was as if Wang Qiang was not worthy of having this golden ticket.

"Don't worry about the origin of the golden ticket. It's absolutely legitimate. Could it be that this golden ticket is fake? If it's not fake, please give me some change. I still have something to do."

Wang Qiang's words were full of impatience, but the owner of the restaurant kept staring at Wang Qiang, but tightly held the 1000 tael golden ticket in his hand.

"boss……"

When the waiter at the restaurant said this, he couldn't help but glance away, and at the same time whispered something in the ear of the restaurant owner.

Listening to Xiaoer's story, the owner of the restaurant showed a sneer at Wang Qiang, but looked at Wang Qiang with a lot of unkindness in his eyes.

"Crash..."

The owner of the restaurant picked up the 1000 taels of gold ticket and kept shaking it in front of Wang Qiang.

"Whether the golden ticket is real or not, I think everyone present can see it, but the 1000 tael golden ticket is not something you can have at all. Now I suspect that your golden ticket came from a wrong way. You walked out of me by yourself." I still have to wait for someone from the government to arrest you, I will give you three breaths, and you can choose by yourself."

The owner of the restaurant looked at Wang Qiang with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, as if he was convinced of Wang Qiang. Originally, he thought that Wang Qiang would definitely rise up and resist. If that was the case, the origin of this golden ticket must be weighed.

But the strange thing is, Wang Qiang just glanced at the golden ticket coldly, then turned his head and left indifferently.

"1000 taels is nothing in my eyes, but whether you can eat this 1000 taels depends on whether you have such a big appetite. Good luck."

Wang Qiang walked to the door, glanced coldly at the few people who had been following him before, and then glanced at the owner of the restaurant with a sneer.

Seeing Wang Qiang's eyes, the owner of the restaurant suddenly felt that things were not that simple.

But just when he was about to call Wang Qiang to stop, he suddenly found that Wang Qiang's figure flashed and disappeared in front of him.

"The background of this person is definitely not simple. Check it out for me. If you really offend someone who shouldn't be offended, you should know the consequences."

The owner of the restaurant gave the waiter a murderous look, but at this moment, the waiter was already scared out of his wits.

And the owner of the restaurant also walked into the restaurant worriedly, not paying any attention to the strange eyes of the people around him.

"It's really weird. According to my previous temper, I've already turned the world upside down by him, but why I don't want to care about them at all when I face those people. Could it be...hehe..."

Thinking of this, Wang Qiang let out a burst of hearty laughter. In the imperial capital of the Dayan Dynasty, he dared to open such an unscrupulous shop, and there must be big people behind him.

Thinking of this, Wang Qiang couldn't help but wonder if Huang Wu would be furious if he knew that his golden ticket had been hacked.And he also wanted to see how much trouble Huang Wu, the fifth prince, could make in this imperial capital.

Thinking of this, Wang Qiang couldn't help but suddenly realized that a good show was about to unfold in front of him, but at this moment, a melodious flute sound suddenly came from Wang Qiang's ears.

The sound of the flute is as crisp as a silver bell, and at the same time it seems to contain a kind of "sand, sand" sadness.It was like the piccolo and the saxophone playing alternately in the woodwind band, but the sound seemed inseparable, and reached a perfect harmony with the surrounding moonlight and Wang Qiang's state of mind at that time.

At the same time, like nectar, it pours on the freshly planted vegetable leaves and stems with the moonlight, adding a third of vitality to the rows of small vegetable fields that have just been given life.

These are not enough, listening attentively, Wang Qiang seems to have heard a faint contradiction in the sound of the flute, there are motivation, sadness, nostalgia, regret, and fantasy.

It's like a person in a desperate situation, yearning for a better future for himself.

Under the silent moonlight, the sound of the flute blended perfectly with the night, as if the dark elves were dancing and the moon elves were singing, regardless of each other, making people linger.

Wang Qiang had been listening attentively to the sound of the flute. It was hard to imagine that in this imperial capital, there was actually a beautiful piece of music that could perfectly match Wang Qiang's state of mind.

The melodious sound of the flute made Wang Qiang unable to get rid of it for a long time. Under the sound of the flute, Wang Qiang experienced an unprecedented relaxation.

Vaguely, the sound of the flute seems to reveal the artistic conception of the jungle in the cultivation world, constantly encouraging people to climb to the top and get rid of the control of fate.

"Okay...haha...okay, it's really because this song exists in the sky, and it's rare to hear it in the world. With this beautiful flute sound, I'm going to decide on the first night of the oiran today. Haha..."

At some point, the sound of the flute had already disappeared, but Wang Qiang was still immersed in that artistic conception, unwilling to extricate himself.

But when Wang Qiang was immersed in the beauty, he was suddenly awakened by a rough voice.

The originally calm state of mind suddenly turned into waves of anger. The moment Wang Qiang opened his eyes, he found that many people around him, whether they were ordinary people or cultivators, were bursting with anger from their eyes.

"Prince Jin, if such a beauty falls into your hands, it would be a waste of money. You are a warrior, how can you understand the mystery of this? Listen to this son, go back to sleep with your sledgehammer in your arms! Haha... "

Just when everyone was angry and wanted to find the source of the sound, another weak but dissatisfied voice sounded.

But this voice also explained the identity of the previous person, Prince Jin's eldest son.

After learning the other party's identity, there were many dignified people around, and a look of cowardice appeared on their faces.

But at this moment, Wang Qiang looked at the place he was in. Since he was attracted by the sound of the flute before, he had unknowingly arrived at the place where the sound of the flute originated.

The first thing that caught Wang Qiang's eyes was a brightly lit luxurious building entirely made of golden nanmu. The whole building presented a pink color, giving people infinite reverie.

A strong wind and dust atmosphere came from the building in front of him. Wang Qiang looked intently and found a large golden plaque on the building.

"Feng Ya Ge."

(End of this chapter)