Gillian walked on the street angrily and decided to give the sparrow hall a good look. Although she is still a civilian, her identity as a qi-training monk makes them have a very high status in the city. Basically, the government cannot manage it. If you want to manage it, it is the Taoist Palace to come forward. Therefore, you can do something that seems very extraordinary to the mortals. hps:.

For example, a small place to smash!

When I walked to the streets and alleys that Xiao Si was talking about, I could hear a noisy sound of bamboo and stone rubbing. Without asking, I immediately knew where the small restaurant that was said to be Chaotian City or even the ancestor of the Sparrows in the Chonghua Realm was.

As we get closer, not only the sound of rubbing bamboo and stones, but also the various people, the chaotic voices of men, women, old and young, anger, and laughter. As a Qi training monk, A Jiao's keen senses can clearly capture a familiar voice of middle-aged and elderly women.

"Haha, I'm with me, I'm with me, I'm with me, I'm going to get money! Oh no, each person has a chicken! The Wang family's point-cannon, I have to get two!"

After so many years, Gillian has never heard her mother's happy voice again. Their business has gradually taken off in recent years. Before that, the mother was the one who was inside and outside the family, and she was reluctant to invite her servants to do laundry, cook and clean. She was responsible for everything for the four children, and she also had to take time to sew for others to subsidize the family.

She has never heard of such a cheerful and heart-warming laugh since she can remember it; as they grow up, each with their own future, the eldest brother has been married, had children and moved out to live there, and it is normal for him to practice for several months without leaving home. The third brother is studying abroad, and the fourth brother is naughty and has entered a private school. Who cares about whether the old mother is happy?

When she arrived at the door, her feet were getting slower and slower, and her anger was swept away by her mother's laughter. If her mother could be so happy, there would be fewer wrinkles on her face, right?

She suddenly realized a problem. If she succeeded in her practice one day, would her image of her mother always remain in the appearance of the middle-aged woman with a sad face? Will she leave regrets that she can never make up for in her life on the road to pursuing the future?

No matter how grand the funeral or the luxurious tomb is, how can she compare to her laughter now? Others can ignore it. As the most caring child in the family and her only daughter, she didn't notice these things, which is really not right!

Gillian, whose eyes were a little wet, walked slowly and slowly. She stopped at the entrance of the small restaurant but did not dare to go in, to interrupt her mother's happiness, just for her lunch?

There was another burst of laughter in the museum. This time it was the Wang family's reunion, but the mother's voice suddenly rang out.

"Oh no! Oops! My second sister came back for dinner today. I asked someone to talk about it a few days ago, but I forgot it! If you don't play, you will find someone else to join in, but I want to go back!"

There was a sound of dragging the table and chairs, and there were also voices of other women dissatisfaction, "Ding's family, you are not doing this. Today, I won so many chickens. Let's just leave. If the loser doesn't speak, it's hard for the winner to leave!"

My mother's voice was in full swing, "It's just some chickens! Look at your knowledge. If you don't take any of them, you will be divided. My second sister's diet is more important than the sparrow!"

A figure rolled out like a wind, and Gillian could no longer control her tears. She hugged the middle-aged woman and said crying:

"Mom, just keep playing tricks. I have arranged some food at home, and Xiao Si is also taken care of, so I don't worry!"

The middle-aged woman looked at her crying daughter and was furious, "What's wrong with the second sister? Who bullied you? What a brave man! I'll go to settle the score with him!"

Gillian hurriedly stopped the woman who was about to break free, and said laughing and crying: "Mom, there is nothing, really! I just haven't seen you for a long time, so that's why..."

The woman looked at her suspiciously, "What are you doing like to cultivate? Why are you crying like us mortals? It's okay? The starved ghost Xiao Si is full of food?"

After the mother and daughter talked, the mother happily said, "I will go back and fight with them a few more times. Today, I have good luck. If I do it for another half a day, my family will not have to buy chickens in the second half of the month!"

My mother returned to the battlefield again, and Gillian slipped through the door and went in. This was a small house with five eight-immortal tables in the patio and six in the hall. They were filled with seats. Not only were there playing cards, but there were also those who were giving tricks and watching the show, which was very lively.

Although there are some imprisonment here, it also has its different benefits. The charges are extremely low, so there are unexpectedly cheating. I heard that after the newly opened Sparrow Hall, countless gangsters came to cause trouble, but they were all thrown out of the restaurant by the boss. This made people realize that it was also a very tough backstage.

There is a small waiter who serves tea and water, and also serves food at meal times. Of course, it is slightly more expensive than outside, but it is reasonable.

Gambling is prohibited here! Of course, some innocuous small plans are purely for entertainment. For example, women usually use chickens, and men have more methods, including those who put talismans, those who have a high stool, and those who have lost the wine, but they are not making money because the boss here has strict requirements.

Looking down the patio, there was an old well located under the eaves of the wing room. There was a rattan chair next to the old well. There was a person standing on the rattan chair, closing his eyes as if he was not sleeping, and holding a wine pot in his hand...

Jiao was shocked and changed her angles quietly. She looked left and right. No matter how she looked, she felt familiar, but she couldn't remember who this person was?

She was a little suspicious, just because the owner of the Sparrow Pavilion in front of her was a little different from the sloppy uncle she had imagined before. The person now has a clean face and is not luxurious, but he is spotless and clean as new as new. He is completely different from the irreconcilable, sloppy and scattered as a savage.

The boss turned over on the rattan chair casually, bounced his fingers on the ground, and a small stone accurately hit the hand of an old man in the hall, warning weakly: "Take a private hiding, expel it three times, and don't come again!"

The old man was blushing. He was not doing anything. He was so lucky today that he was punished to drink and was so dizzy that he wanted to be lazy and just wanted to be lazy and stay away from drinking.

But when the boss made a statement, Gillian was sure that this pioneer who led the Chonghua Sparrow first was the cultivator who was the leader in the Ji Chronicle Pass and had an unknown realm.

As for why the predecessor of cultivating comes here to be a small boss, this is not something that Gillian can understand at the level of Qi training.

After gently walking to the rattan chair, she finally knew that the monks kept a certain safe distance between the demons, and mustered up the courage to say:

"Senior, is it you?"
Chapter completed!