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The regular customers in the tavern put more or less copper coins in the cash box on the counter one after another.

Then he went back to his table and talked about what he had seen and heard that year.

"Have you heard? This year, the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets' top ten rankers in the martial arts world have changed again. The third ranked white clothed swordsman has disappeared without a trace. "

"Ever since the woman came out of the statue, the experts of the Hundred Ranking had all disappeared. Right now, that expert's ranking has already changed from five to three days ago. For a second-rate expert to be able to make it onto the ranking board, it's normal for his ranking to increase quickly. "

"Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets? Didn't he already break the inheritance? Why are there disciples of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets? "

"According to what my cousin said, it seems like the Heavencraft Pavilion secretly hid their disciples to avoid the path of immortality."

"What do you care about big people who are out of reach? I might as well see how many coppers you can bring home this time. " The middle-aged man held the wine cup and took a sip. A warm expression appeared on his face.

In the beginning of the year, the war on the continent had just ended. The great powers occupied the land and made kings, dividing the land into four great divisions. At that time, there was an immortal that controlled the sword to open the mountain. A Bodhisattva with a reed that overcame the Heavenly Tide. The Sect Leader's finger broke the great river and was praised by future generations.

One day, the sky suddenly turned red, and above the sky, a woman with a sword appeared, facing the heavens. The top hundred rankers of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets all disappeared at the same time, as if the world had fallen into chaos.

Ever since that day when he appeared, there had been no more immortals. Ever since the appearance of that elephant, the major powers were in chaos again. The flames of war were burning everywhere, and the people were no longer in a good mood. In the end, the situation eased and the nine great powers formed a region. They all called it the Nine Continents.

This day was recorded in the history books of the later generations: Immortal Path.

When Lu Beiyou heard the customers talking about this topic, he did not find it interesting at all, or rather, his blood boiled. Instead, he frowned and clenched his fists, his veins popping out.

Everyone had the dream of roaming the martial arts world, Lu Beiyou did the same, there were experts in the tavern that came by to eat and drink.

Lu Beiyou invited them out to eat and drink because he wanted to learn a few moves.

Not only did he want to make a name for himself in this chaotic era, he also wanted to protect himself in this chaotic era.

However, those people had only glanced at him once before informing Lu Beiyou of the same result.

Mu Qiuqiu did not care about the conversation between the customers and went to the front of the counter to take down his money box. He casually took down his account book and ran behind the counter to check his account book.

Lu Beiyou looked at the shopkeeper helplessly. He shook his head and loosened his grip, then bent down to bring the coal furnace to the back of the counter, taking out a small pot of yellow wine from the water jar. Lying on the recliner behind the counter, he drank a few mouthfuls to warm his body.

As the shopkeeper, he didn't mind the lazy waiter. Pulling a chair to lie beside Lu Beiyou, he began to count the copper coins with concentration, while staring at the account book, his attitude was extremely serious.

It was still snoozing outside, and the hot stove in the tavern was snuggling against each other. The sound of the copper coins clanking against each other could be heard. It was extremely pleasant outside.

The small tavern was located at the border between Middle Continent and Dong Zhou. As one of the most prosperous economic cities and religious cities in the Nine Continents, Middle Continent was also an important transportation hub that connected several other countries.

Countless people had come from all over the continent hoping to find a barrel of gold so they could go back and live their youth. This made the Central Region even more prosperous.

This was also the time when tourists returned home. Overall, this year's wintry tavern business is not bad.

The unconscious Lu Beiyou once again dreamt of that scene, but this time, the dream was slightly different from before.

In the dream, he had to face the Mountain Splitting Finger, and the time to execute the first sword strike seemed to have stopped. Lu Beiyou clenched his fist, and realized that he could actually move on his own in the dream, as if he could actually execute the sword move himself.

Lu Beiyou who was immersed in his dreams was about to reach out to grab the sword, but suddenly felt a killing intent aimed at him, and anxiously opened his eyes.

She saw Mu Qiuqiu standing by her side, staring coldly at her. Lu Beiyou could not help but shiver, and anxiously asked what was wrong.

Mu Qiuqiu coldly snorted: "40 odd coins missing, I'm sorry about that. You decide for yourself."

Lu Beiyou rubbed his forehead, he could not help but have a headache, this shopkeeper was not someone who was easy to serve.

Then he stood up and walked to a lightly dressed old man who was sitting in the southeast corner of the pub, and said helplessly: "Oh Lao Kong, you still owe me money for this year's wine, right? Say it, when will you return it? "

Hearing that, the old man turned around and took a sip of wine. He grinned at Lu Beiyou, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth and said hoarsely, "It's Little Lu! "Give it to me next year, give it to me next year.

Lu Beiyou turned and shrugged his shoulders helplessly at the shopkeeper as he glared at the poor old man called Lao Kong.

He said unhappily, "Then don't go back this year. Stay in the tavern and work for me. If you don't have any money, I'll force you to eat."

Upon hearing this, Kong Gongzi did not hold back as he hurriedly said with a flattering look on his face, "Fine, fine, fine!"

It had already been four years since Lao Kong opened the shop, and every year, when it was close to the end of the year, he would come to this little tavern to eat and drink without paying.

In the beginning, he had been kicked out by the little girl a few times. After that, the number of times he used it increased, Mu Qiuqiu did not care anymore.

Since he didn't have the money to pay for the liquor, he stayed in this restaurant to help out at the end of the year.

Afterwards, as if everything was expected of him, Lao Kong would always stay here at the end of the year, waiting for the spring to come and leave.

Mu Qiuqiu turned around and laid back down on the chair. He yawned as he squinted his eyes with the money box in his arms.

Lu Beiyou anxiously looked at him, Lao Kong took his time to get a thick blanket from the backyard, and gently covered Mu Qiuqiu who was on the reclining chair with it.

Then, he crept back to his seat and drank some wine. Then, he thought of something joyful and started to giggle.

"Lao Kong, you went back on your words again, and this year you are going to stay at someone else's tavern to celebrate the new year!" The drinkers on the table next to them sneered.

"Hehehe, I'd love to. If you want her to stay, why don't you accept her? You can't accept it! Come, come, come! "Let's drink!"

Lao Kong carried his wine jug and eagerly ran to the other customers' tables to drink, bustling with noise and excitement.

No one noticed that a stream of tears had fallen from the corners of the old man's eyes.

Lao Kong rubbed his eyes and muttered: "There's also wind and sand in this winter."

Then, he turned around and picked up the jug of wine. He lifted up a skinny leg and stood on the chair and laughed loudly: "Lord Grim, I'm so poor that it sounds like it's ringing. Look at my big sleeves holding up the cool breeze!"

A cotton shoe flew from behind the counter and hit Lao Kong steadily in the head. Be quiet! "If not, I'll go out of the restaurant this year and drink in the northwest wind."

The customers all burst into laughter. "Old Kong, what do you think is so bad about this? Why are you pretending to be a scholar? You've only just become a servant and you've already angered the shopkeeper."

Lao Kong did not mind, he touched the place that was smashed open, and laughed: "What's wrong with that, it means that the shopkeeper cares about me, he's afraid that I might escape, so he gave me his wages in advance, come, come, drink and drink."

The customers laughed again, Lao Kong also laughed along, he lowered his head and took a drink, then looked outside the door.

Mu Qiuqiu seemed to have heard something, as he frowned and muttered a few sentences, and then he hugged his money box as he laid down on the chair and peacefully fell asleep.

Lu Beiyou pulled a blanket for Mu Qiuqiu, then turned and walked towards the backyard, wanting to bring a few jars of wine to the counter.

Lu Beiyou walked to the backyard and thought about it. He stretched out a finger and imitated the first sword he used in the dream by drawing a few lines in the air.

Then, he shook his head, mocking himself. It was laughable for a cripple who had broken all his meridians and was still dreaming of the martial arts world.

After that, he turned and walked towards the warehouse, but Lu Beiyou did not see any ripples or distortions in the air that appeared after he turned around.

Outside the building was flying snow, and inside the building, there was a warm stove. There were guests from afar, but they had come to the shop to get a drink. There was a small shop called: Two people.