"What would you like to eat today?" It's the same waiter.

He looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, but his appearance is not refined enough.

"It's whatever you say, I'll listen to you." Bizhu put her chin in her hands and smiled.

Aunt Qiao sat quietly, feeling that everyone here was not simple.

No matter whether it is the shop owner or the customer, no one seems to be an ordinary person.

So far, she has never seen ordinary people come in, nor has she seen normal cultivators come in to eat noodles.

"We have been here for several months, when will your boss come out?" Bizhu asked.

"The boss usually doesn't come out when he wants to cook noodles," the waiter said with a smile.

"Your boss has to do this all by himself. It's really hard work. Let's do this. I also know some cooking skills, so I can help him." Bizhu said seriously.

"How can we let guests cook?" The waiter smiled and left.

Bizhu shrugged and could only continue to wait.

"Is the noodles here so delicious? You guys come here every day." Three people walked in from outside.

"If the three seniors don't come here every day, how would they know that we come here every day?" Bizhu said.

It’s these three seniors who can’t afford to offend again.

"We decided to go to Shanshui Valley to have a look. We won't come. I heard that there are astronomical books from the academy there." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Bizhu knew immediately where Zhang was.

Through some information and speculation, she knew that Zhang was promoted there.

I have always been curious about whether the other party can survive this disaster.

She had no intention of going there, and everyone had a tacit understanding and did not take the initiative to investigate each other's identities.

As for delivering books, there are actually other ways to deliver them to the agreed place.

The reason why I haven't sent it yet is because the other party has not succeeded in overcoming the tribulation.

Once it fails, Zhang will die.

Shude returns to the original route.

"Your guest's noodles." The waiter brought the noodles to Bizhu and Aunt Qiao, and then looked at the three guests:

"What do the three guests want to eat?"

"If you don't want to eat, ask your boss if something big will happen in the west." The middle-aged man said.

"I'll go ask." The waiter nodded quickly.

After a while, she walked out of the kitchen and said seriously:

"The boss said that at the intersection of ancient and modern times, the person the three seniors are looking for may be about to meet."

The middle-aged man chuckled:

"She said the same thing eight hundred years ago, so she can still cook noodles here. Now she still wants to use this sentence to deceive me. Do you think it's useful?"

Bizhu: ""

Just for a moment, she actually felt that there was something unusual about the noodle shop owner.

The intersection of ancient and modern seems very remarkable.

"The boss also said that this time it is true." The waiter said immediately.

"She said the same thing one thousand six hundred years ago." The middle-aged man said coldly.

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