Soon, Wang Le saw through the eyes of Breaking Defiance and seeing a restaurant with few customers.

Wang Le was too lazy to pick and choose, and closed the perspective ability of the Breaking Demon Eye. Then he walked nearly a hundred meters along the main street of the town under his feet, and then squeezed out of the endless stream of people and entered an alley connecting the main street.

Although the alley is narrow, fortunately it has sufficient light and does not give people a dark and humid feeling.

The alleys are less than two meters wide and less than three hundred meters long. The building planning is still neat and does not appear disorderly.

In addition to private houses, there are small shops on both sides, selling all kinds of groceries, some for ordinary people, and also for training supplies that warriors need, etc.

Wang Le stopped when he was about to reach the end of the alley, and then walked into the restaurant he had just discovered through the eyes of the Biaofiao Dharma.

There is a plaque hanging on the lintel with four simple characters from Nanji Restaurant.

Although Wang Le only knows the basics and furs about calligraphy, he still has eyesight. He can see that the handwriting on the plaque is vigorous and powerful, and the horizontal and horizontal strokes reveals an indescribable magnificent momentum, which is beyond the ordinary people's ability to write.

Moreover, this plaque hanging on the lintel of the shop is obviously an old thing, and the year must be based on a century of years.

"I didn't expect that there were such a century-old shop in this kind of place."

While thinking, Wang Le crossed the dilapidated threshold in front of Nanji Restaurant.

The store is not big, and there are only five old but very clean Eight Immortals tables inside. At this time, three tables were occupied by customers and were burying their heads for dinner.

There were about three to five people sitting on each table, and everyone was invisibly emitting a breath of cultivation. They were undoubtedly martial arts people, not ordinary people.

Wang Le glanced at the guests present without moving, and then sat on an empty table against the wall.

At this time, an old man with a white towel on his shoulder, a little hunched over his body, and a face full of old wrinkles, walked out of the kitchen behind with a wooden tray with wine and food in his hand.

"Oh, please wait, the old man will come soon."

The old man with a white towel on his shoulder and a hunched body greeted Wang Le while delivering the wine and food in his hand to one of the guests' tables.

Although the old man looked dull and old, his hands and feet were very quick, he quickly put the wine and food and followed him to the table where Wang Le was.

"What do you want to eat? Just say it." The old man asked Wang Le with a smile while picking up the white towel on his shoulder and wiping the table.

"Oh?" Wang Le raised his eyebrows habitually, then looked at the old man with a smile and asked back, "Although I say it, can you do whatever I say?"

At this time, the old man's face remained unchanged and replied with a smile: "If the old man had such ability, he would have built a big restaurant in Nanfeng Town long ago!"

Before Wang Le could speak, the old man continued, "I have a small business here. The kitchen and hall are carried by the old man on his shoulders. Of course, what he can cook is all home-cooked side dishes. The guests who come to Nanji here order nothing more than those dishes. So the old man is used to saying these words, so you can treat him a lot, don't be surprised."

Wang Le smiled silently, and stopped arguing, and then ordered: "Then make a few home-cooked dishes that the old man is good at!"

After a pause, Wang Le added: "By the way, a pot of water and wine will relieve fatigue."

The old man nodded with a smile and replied, "Wait objectively, the old man will come soon."

After saying that, the old man put the white towel back on his shoulder and turned around to the kitchen with the tray.

Wang Le, who was sitting on the stool, turned his head and looked at the old man who disappeared in the kitchen behind, and said to himself: "Why does this old guy give me a strange feeling that I can't describe? Could it be a top expert who hides in the city?"

Thinking of this, Wang Le shook his head and then stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he was just a passerby who had a meal, and he had no karma to do with this old man.

Then Wang Le picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea, and then waited for the wine and food to serve.

At this moment, the three guests at the next table finished their meal and started chatting.

"Hey, have you heard of it? Daobao Wanbeast Flower was born near the Pilgrimage City and was finally left by a mysterious master to hide the truth from the pirate?"

One of them asked the two martial artists present with excitement.

At this time, the warrior sitting on the left hand said disdainfully: "You! This news has long been outdated. Now all the Daotong Sects are looking for the whereabouts of this mysterious master on the net of heaven and earth."

"The result is good. I can't just touch the clues. On the contrary, some Taoist sects encountered conflicts while pursuing and investigating, and many elite disciples were killed and killed in a few days."

As soon as he finished speaking, another warrior sitting on his right hand nodded in agreement, and then whispered to his deskmates with a mysterious face: "I heard that this time the hidden world of the world has been investigated."

After a pause, the warrior did not forget to further add: "And not only one hidden world, but several! This formation is too scary."

"Although the treasure, ten thousand beasts and flowers are a rare opportunity to encounter, they will not be like this! There are so many invisible Taoist sects that have never been born to disrupt the situation."

"This is really terrifying to think about it!"

………

Just as the table was constantly talking, Wang Le looked like he was hanging high without paying attention to his own affairs, drinking tea leisurely and contentedly.

Until a middle-aged guest on another table next to him suddenly said, "Do you know what is the most widely circulated on the pilgrimage city?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le had a slightly slap in his hand holding the teacup, and then returned to normal and continued to drink tea.

At this time, the warrior who was the first to start the conversation on the next table quickly stood up, then bowed his hand with curiosity to the middle-aged guest who was in the middle-aged man who was in the middle-aged man who was in the middle, and asked, "Please let me know, brother."

The middle-aged guest smiled and didn't keep it a secret. While playing with the wine glass in his hand, he said: "Now people in the Holy City say that the mysterious person who stole the Ten Thousand Beast Flowers from the noses of several late-stage seniors of the Heavenly Level is very likely to be a world walker who has just been born."

"Walking in the world just now?" The guests here were stunned, especially Young Master Wang, who looked confused and could not hide it.
Chapter completed!