Chapter 689 The water does not come out

Orange Street, a horizontal alley on Chang'an City East Street, is not long, that is, more than two hundred feet, less than two feet wide. Although it is not an alley, it is not wide, but it is the most lively place in Chang'an City. Of course, this bustle is only limited to ordinary people, for the powerful, those temples. Juggling tricks such as going to the market are really not very interesting. Unless it is a dage who wants to take advantage of Liang Jiajiajiao/mother, they will squeeze into this place. Otherwise, they will avoid such a mixed place of three teachings and nine streams.

Although Li Chong is impulsive, his tutoring is good. In the past, he would not come to such a place as Orange Street, and he has never been able to understand such a lively noise. After turning around the street, he was a little dizzy. He searched for a long time and couldn't find the "cloth god" that Gao Mio said. In a hurry, he didn't care about his own safety. He broke up the several casual bodyguards with him and searched around, hoping to get a needle from the sea.

"Dear guest, you are coming, upstairs, please!"

Li Chong searched patiently for a while. He saw a few people in the face stalls. He didn't see such a name as "cloth clothes". He couldn't help but get annoyed. He didn't bother to bother any more. He simply strolled into the "Red Leaf Restaurant" next to the street and planned to sit and wait for his bodyguards to come. As soon as Fang entered the building, there was a second store. He greeted him with a smile on his face and greeted him enthusiastically.

"A jar of daughter Hong, pick up a few vegetables at will, and the rest will be rewarded to you!"

Li Chong had something on his mind. He was too lazy to talk to the store's second child. His hand shook his hand. The two hanging money had been thrown out of his sleeve and fell into the arms of the store's second child accurately. After that, he didn't care how the store's second child reacted. He raised his foot and went to the second floor.

"Okay, a jar of wine and four dishes. If it's not enough, you can call again. You are satisfied with the small bag. Your old Jiazi No. 3 room is invited, and the small one will serve you wine and vegetables in a while."

When the shopkeeper saw that Li Chong was so generous, he was very happy. The original attentive attitude immediately became more attentive, and he flattered him like singing.

"Well, have you ever heard of the person of the 'cloth god'?"

Li Chong has always looked at himself very high. He didn't want to have a lot of people like the store Xiaoer, and he didn't care how he shouted. He walked upstairs by himself. However, he just went up two or three steps and suddenly remembered the matter of the "cloth god". He stopped, turned his head and glanced at the shopkeeper, and asked casually. A sentence.

"Yo, guest officer, you really asked the right person. The prime minister next to me dare not say that this 'cloth god' is a great real person, but if there is any word, it is really accurate. A few days ago, when this prime minister first came, Aunt Xiao didn't believe in evil and insisted on being admitted to a real person. As a result, guess what..."

Li Chong just asked casually, but unexpectedly, the shop's second child was endless and affectionate, just like a stand-up crosstalk.

"Don't say much, where is this real person now?"

Li Chong was very anxious. When he heard how the shopkeeper shouted, he talked like a lot. How could he have the leisure to listen more? He waved his hand impatiently, interrupted the shopkeeper's nonsense, and asked with a straight face.

"Ah, I don't know about this little one, but at about this time every day, this real person always has to go to the shop for a few drinks. At this time, maybe it will appear later. Why don't you go upstairs first? As soon as the real person comes, the little one will greet you?"

The shopkeeper was interrupted by Li Chongsheng in the middle of his nagging. He couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but he didn't dare to argue with the guests. He could only laugh twice and suggested flatteringly.

"That's good. It's faster to cook wine and dishes."

As soon as he heard the store's Xiao Er's words, Li Chong couldn't help frowning. He wanted to wait in the lobby, but he felt that this move was a little price drop. After a little pondered, he didn't talk nonsense. After leaving a sentence, he walked up to the second floor and waited in the No. 3 box. A.

"Unremeasurable Heavenly Lord!"

Although the "Red Leaf Restaurant" is not ranked in Chang'an City, it is the largest restaurant in this "Orange Street". The wine and dishes are very fast. Li Chong just sat down for a while. Xiao Er of the shop has attentively sent the wine and dishes. After a few words, he went to Zhang Luo other guests, leaving Li Chong alone in the box. He drank by himself. When he was drinking, he only heard a dod call. A Taoist priest in blue with a root flag had come in from the box accompanied by the shopkeeper.

"Gest Officer, 'The God of Cloth' Li Zhenren has arrived."

The shopkeeper got a lot of reward money from Li Chong before. At this time, he thought that he helped Li Chong find someone. He refused to go and wanted to please him again, hoping that Li Chong could reward him with more money and things.

"There is Lao Xiao Er."

Li Chong was anxious to talk to the "cloth god" in detail. He was nag by the store's second, shook out the money casually, and threw it away. He waved the thankless shop's little two out of the box.

"The real person is invited. The boy has something to ask for advice."

As soon as he saw the "cloth god" standing aside with a smile, he was as rich as jade. His clothes were floating, and there was a faint atmosphere of dust. Li Chong did not dare to neglect him and hurriedly bowed.

"Inferable Tianzun, the poor hexagram fee is ten mon, and please ask the donor to pay in advance before discussing the rest."

"The God of Cloth" made a check. He was polite, but his words meant that he could not refuse.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, but it's a matter in the boy's heart. Not to mention ten words, even Bai Wen and Qianwen are also common. Please sit down!"

When Li Chong came, he had determined that this "cloth god" was the person sent by Li Xian, but at this time, when he saw that he cared about gossip money so much, he felt that he didn't seem to be very similar. He couldn't help but mutter, but he didn't dare to show it. He was stunned and invited with a smile.

"Insurable Tianzun, there is no debt at all."

The "clothing god" sat down, but there was no room for discussion.

"Well, if the boy has money here, it can be regarded as a gossip fee."

Seeing that the "clothing god" cares so much, Li Chong was inevitably tired of it. However, when he thought of the seriousness of the case, he did not dare to attack. He could only take out a hanging money from his sleeve with a forced smile, put it on several sons, and pushed it in front of the "clothing god" with his fingers.

"Ten sentences are enough."

"The God of Cloth" is obviously very well-mannered. He did not take all the money for himself, but when he saw his fingers, the thin hemp rope strung with the money's eyes was broken into two pieces. With a brush, ten cents of money had fallen into the big sleeve.

"Good kung fu!"

Li Chong is also a martial arts person. Although he is not excellent, he still has a vision. This time, he inadvertently showed such a hand. In addition to his amazement, he couldn't help praising loudly.

"The little ear is not enough. If the donor has something to count, please say it directly."

"The God of Cloth" was not moved by Li Chong's approval, but smiled gently, waved his hand and said please.

"Okay, please calculate the origin of the real person first."

Seeing that this person's style did not look like the contact person of the East Palace, he was a little embarrassed, but he was also very curious about his appearance. His eyes turned slightly and casually came up with a question.

"The infinite heaven, the donor's seal hall is open, and there is a purple atmosphere between the eyebrows. This is the most noble phase. There is no doubt that he is a dragon son and a dragon grandson. He is strong, and he is a successful person who has martial arts. He is not very old. In the capital, there are only two people. Since the donor is not the prince, he must be right. It's the son of King Langya!"

"The God of Cloth" pulled his finger and looked at Li Chong carefully. Then he laughed, stroked the long beard on his chest, and slowly made a conclusion.

"Hahaha... The real person is really smart. Well, then ask the real person to calculate Xiao Wang's intention."

Hearing this "cloth god" juxtaposed himself with Li Xian, Li Chong was happy in his heart and didn't have time to think about it more. He laughed and then asked.

"It's still ten sentences." "The Cloth God" was not moved by Li Chong's praise. He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and once again took out ten penny from the pile of money that had been scattered on several children. He carefully collected it into his big sleeves. Then he stroked his long beard, nodded a few times, and said solemnly with a solemn face, "Unremeasured Heavenly, Lord Yue was ordered to thoroughly find out. The case of the government is well known to everyone in the capital. Today, the little prince came to look for the poor way. It's just for this. He just came to find the poor way, but I'm afraid it's not from his heart, but from being instructed by others.

"It's true. I don't know if the real person can teach the little king?"

When it comes to the secret of the transaction between the East Palace and the Yue Palace, Li Chong did not dare to reveal too many things. This is not bad to hear what the "cloth god" said, and he did not give much explanation, but his face was solemn and he hurried to ask.

"Ten articles!"

Li Chong asked, "The Cloth God" honestly and rudely took ten cents from the money pile again, but he was not in a hurry to give some advice. Instead, he closed his eyes and shook his head and meditated for a long time. Then he suddenly opened his eyes, his fingers twisted rapidly and muttered endlessly. The sweat on his forehead surged like a spring, as if he was exhausted.

"Is there anything wrong with a real person?"

As soon as he saw the "God of Cloth" so, Li Chong couldn't help but feel nervous. His face was full of worry. When he saw that the "God of Cloth" suddenly paused, he seemed to have a plan. As soon as his heart moved, he couldn't help asking.

"Huh..."

"The God of Cloth" did not answer, but grew a big mouth, reached out and dipped it in the wine, and wrote a line of words on the paper.

"Zhanshanju, Lin Ruyuan? This..."

Li Chong couldn't see the words clearly. He quickly stood up, squinted his eyes, looked at the fonts carefully, and muttered. After a thorough look, his heart was full of mind. Huo Ran raised his head and planned to ask what was going on, but he didn't expect it to be so short. For a period of time, the "cloth god" sitting on the opposite side has disappeared. In a panic, people are already stunned on the spot...