Chapter 763: West Lake

New world.
Hangzhou West Lake.
If you want to make the West Lake better than the West Lake, light makeup is always suitable; when the lotus blossoms, the West Lake is good, and when the wine comes.
There are beautiful girls coming here on a boat trip, and literati reciting poems to write eternal articles and talk endless stories.
Of course.
There are countless delicacies.
On the shore of West Lake.
The house price here is no worse than that of later generations. It is also difficult to find a room and sell it.
But the flow of people is still large.
Traffickers and pawns all come and go here, and a variety of shops, tea houses, restaurants and inns stand on the banks of the West Lake, just as the saying: Facing the sea, spring flowers bloom.
It seems that this place is right.
Yake likes to come here, literati and scholars like to come here, and temple generations will come here even more.
Besides, there is another kind of people who like to come.
That is the cultivator.
Regardless of those who are cultivating immortals and cultivating ghosts, they will come to this West Lake to have a glass or two of wine, taste some delicious food, and admire the beauty of the West Lake, and they will feel that their life is perfect.
However, every inch of land and money here is naturally very expensive.
Where can ordinary people afford it.
That is to say, the cultivator has that kind of ability, and it is not a problem to spend a lot of money, naturally it is extremely easy.
Others only come occasionally.
Jiang Que, who came out of the virgin forest, stayed in this inn by the West Lake, opened a room, drank fine wine and ate delicious food.
Sit and watch the ebb and flow of the tide, and watch the clouds and the clouds.
Facing the sea from time to time, although there is no spring blossoms, you can still enjoy the vastness of the sea and experience the mighty power of nature.
He has been in this world for three days.
After coming out of the big mountain forest, I came to Qiantang County and came to the shore of the West Lake to watch the traffickers and pawns bargain, and the literati write articles about the flourishing age.
I have also seen some cultivators with a low level of cultivation, but he was not embarrassed to bother.
I feel embarrassed.
"Except for some low-powered cultivators, I also found gods everywhere, among them the land of the mountain gods, the city god, and even the dragon king."
Jiang Que thought secretly, even at the bottom of the West Lake, there is actually a dragon palace, but there are very few shrimps, soldiers and crabs going in and out.
In short, he did not see the strong.
But this is not to say that there are no strong ones.
This time Jiang Que was very cautious.
It can’t be discovered by those super-powerfuls, or else he won’t be able to carry on many of his plans.
Low-key is the kingly way. Even though he is flooded, I’ll just enjoy it.

The sky is big and the earth is big, the biggest meal.
Although he is an immortal cultivator in the realm of the market, he can taste it if there is something delicious in the world.
The second floor.
A position near the window.
Jiang Que ordered a table of good wine and good food. He sat alone and ate and drank, looking into the distance in a daze. The tide ebbled and the tide went down and the sky changed.
He has a lot of money, so the people in the inn are in awe of him.
After all, they are rich people.
Practice is not in a hurry.
The West Lake is densely populated. I want to investigate and find out something.
It's just that I may not have encountered it yet.
On the road by the lake, there were girls who came and went by hiding their faces, and some were attracted by the handsome face of Old Demon Jiang, and they secretly sent Qiubo.
But Old Demon Jiang seemed unheard of.
No matter how beautiful you look, you are not tempted, as if you are a group of vulgar fans, unsightly, and you can't make him Jiang Que's heartstrings tremble.
It was those scholars and scholars who came and went that caught Jiang Que's attention.
There are a few people who are very smart and look like protagonists. This is his experience since he has gone through many worlds.
Very accurate.
It's just that those scholars who pass by in a hurry are just ordinary people, and they are useless except for their delicate and smart points.
Empty and rejoice.
Sometimes experience is not accurate.
I can't believe it all.
Jiang Que sighed faintly, "It seems that I have to continue to stay on the bank of the West Lake, continue to watch the clouds and the wind and the wind and clouds."
Look at the ebb and flow.
At least the mood is peaceful.
The lives of the people here are still rich and peaceful, they have not been caught by powerful outside forces, and have never been disturbed.
A few hours later.
As the sun sets, a faint golden afterglow casts down, coming in from outside the window, reflecting a faint golden light.
After Jiang Que asked Xiao Er to clean up the food and drink, he sat cross-legged by the window to meditate quietly, and the Nine Stage Dao Gong involuntarily started working, absorbing the spiritual energy of the world.
Adhering to the principle that no matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat, so let's practice.
Everyone in the inn was very curious. This unusual-looking young man actually meditated like a Taoist or monk.
Is he also a cultivator?
But no one asked, and didn't feel embarrassed to approach.
Jiang Que's expression was calm and indifferent. He had a sense of consciousness to see peace in all directions, to see if there were powerful immortal cultivators attracted by him around him.
If so, maybe you can make a bold guess.
"Unlike before, this time I caught my eyes blindly." Jiang Que gave a wry smile. He remembered being scammed the last time he was in the World of Flowering Bone.
Unexpectedly, this time was also pitted.
His uncle is still his uncle.
It's just that this uncle is getting more and more cheating.
Jiang Que was a little helpless, and secretly said, "If I can protest in the future? I don't know if this is useful."
Three days, four days.
Five days and ten days.
Half a month has passed since then.
Jiang Quehao threw a lot of money to make the inn shopkeeper almost treat him as an ancestor, and he was entertained with good wine and food every day, without any ambiguity.
at last.
When Jiang Que quickly felt boring and irritable, a plain-looking scholar walked past, but he was really weird because of his clean-looking eyes. He was anxiously waiting for something, and then walked around.
As if worried about something.
"Ok?"
Jiang Que was taken aback for a moment, and secretly said: "This person, I seem to feel very strong luck in him, is this a son of heaven?"
That is the legendary man of luck?
It looks a lot like it.
"Xiao Er, do you know that scholar?" Jiang Que called the Xiao Er in the shop and asked: "If you are familiar with me, I will have many rewards."
The little second in the shop looked sad and said: "My son, I don't know the scholar, but I can help you bring him up. If you have any questions, why not ask him yourself?"
Jiang Que: "..."
Suddenly, he was taken aback, and said in secret: "This kid has a bit of aura in his brain, and his reaction is good."
It's a pity that he doesn't accept attendants anymore.
Otherwise, this shop is a good choice.
"Okay, then you help me invite him up." Jiang Que said, taking out a piece of silver, and continued: "This is your reward."
"Thank you, son-in-law~EbookFREE.me~, the shop Xiaoer went away. After he went downstairs and muttered with the scholar on the side of the road, he didn't know what he said, but the scholar followed him to the inn.
Somewhat capable.
Jiang Que nodded secretly.
The piece of silver was not given in vain, although he could call the scholar when he went down, but it was unnecessary.
Anyway, there is money to be afraid of.
The scholar soon came up. He said that he was dressed plainly, an uncommon existence, and seemed a little restrained in front of Jiang Que.
feel a little scared.
He asked timidly: "This prince has invited me, I don't know... I wonder what is going on in your search?"
Jiang Que looked up and smiled and said, "The deity is destined to you, and the tunnel invites you to come upstairs for a talk. By the way, you can eat and drink. It's like teaching a friend, I wonder if?"
The scholar changed his expression a few times when he heard this.
Although he has important things, Jiang Que has too few handsome and imposing brothers, and it is good for him to befriend him.
So he nodded and said: "Yes, the niche's name is..."
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