Jiangcheng

Snack Street

Zhang Muyang sat in front of a vendor, holding a bowl of three fresh bean curds from Lao Tongcheng. Others always say that Jiangcheng has eight large foods and is famous all over the country, but Zhang Muyang loves this bean curds only.

After eating three bowls in a row, Zhang Muyang barely put the bowl down and let out a heavy breath. This feeling of great comfort, Zhang Muyang stood in the snack street, feeling the atmosphere of the city coming from the surroundings. It was the same as before, but it seemed different.

A seemingly irrefutable mood kept popping up in Zhang Muyang's heart, bringing him an inexplicable sense of pleasure. It seemed that his bones were numb. He seemed to remember the previous life, and he had not received so many adventures in his previous life. Now he is still secretly accumulating strength under the shadow of Zhang Mukun and his son, preparing to come to this small world of Shennongjia to fight. He became rich and had a flower blooming, and was defeated.

"Brother, have you finished eating?"

Hushichen was impatient with these things, and she couldn't understand them. Now her mind was full of monks fighting. How could she become famous later? How could she make her name like Miss Hushichen? Or she might wander among major sects.

I didn’t expect that I would spend all my face with my brother shopping and eating snacks.

Zhang Muyang burped, completely ignored Hushichen, who was on the verge of irritability, and said to the vendor: "Boss, I'll have another bowl."

Seeing that Zhang Muyang was endless, Hushichen couldn't help but come up and pinch him and said, "I wouldn't have come to pick you up if I had known."

Zhang Muyang waved his hand and said, "You can leave now, there is no need to accompany me if you are here."

"What should I do if that little world?"

Zhang Muchen seemed not to want to reveal his identity. He asked in Zhang Muyang's ear like a spy contact.

Zhang Muyang said: "Do whatever you should do, do whatever you want. You can't always follow me, otherwise you won't be in vain these days. Go and go and play." Zhang Muyang waved impatiently and drove Hushichen away.

Zhang Muyang drove everyone away just now. He thought he would walk around Jiangcheng alone, which seemed to be of some help to his state of mind.

Hushichen didn't understand this, but he didn't stay with Zhang Muyang. Seeing him eating bean curds bite, he couldn't help but talk, "Can you just leave me behind your back and want to meet his old lover? He was studying here in college. No, I can't leave, I have to follow him secretly." Before she left the Zhang family, and after Zhang Muyang arrived in Jiangcheng, the phone number at home came. The two sisters-in-law gave her death orders and asked her to look at Zhang Muyang. No matter what, she had to complete the tasks given by her sisters-in-law.

So after wandering around, Hushichen followed Zhang Muyang again. She knew that Zhang Muyang would find herself, but she didn't care. She just followed her openly and wanted to put pressure on Zhang Muyang. As for what kind of small world, she had already left it behind. Anyway, with Li Xuanqing and the others holding on, there shouldn't be any major problems.

After Zhang Muyang walked around the street for a while, someone came towards him. It was his old friend, the young leader of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Youren.

"Zhang Zhenren, long time no see." Zhang Youren's sense of Zhang Muyang was very strange, because he met Zhang Muyang because he had a fight, and he had taken it and never fought.

But at that time, he still had room to catch up, but as time went by, Zhang Muyang's back was beyond his reach and could not touch it.

Although he is also diligent, he can't count anything when compared with Zhang Muyang. Fortunately, Zhang Youren has a good mentality and can see things. He is a good friend of Zhang Muyang, so he doesn't care about these things anymore. Of course, he can't care about it. If he can't catch up, he can't catch up. He can only comfort himself and don't compare with this change of days.

Zhang Muyang said: "Thank you for the last time."

Zhang Youren waved his hands repeatedly and said, "How can I say thank you? I should be sorry. I came too late and couldn't help Miss Mu Chen. This time, Zhenren Zhang was also for the Shennongjia small world?"

Zhang Muyang said: "You just call me Muyang. What's the real person? I can't even think of it. As for whether it's for the small world of Shennongjia, what do you think?"

Zhang Youren laughed and knew that the relationship between him and Zhang Muyang had not changed, and said, "I formed a small tea party in front, and my master is here too. Should Brother Zhang go and sit there?" Although Zhang Muyang was polite to him, he couldn't really call him by his name. In order to show his closeness, he simply called Brother Zhang.

Zhang Muyang did not refuse Zhang Youren's invitation. Anyway, he had eaten enough beanpi and nodded and responded: "Okay, I've wanted to visit Master Zhang Tian for a long time, and I don't want to have this honor today."

Hushichen, who was following Zhang Muyang, saw that his brother was actually hooked away by a man. He didn't know what he was feeling and secretly observed a moment of silence for the two sisters-in-laws at home.

Of course, this kind of silence is enough for two seconds. After all, it is not true, but her own imagination. If Zhang Muyang knew about it, she would probably have raised her legs at home this year. She knew very well that Zhang Muyang's ruthless methods were.

Just as she was thinking about it, Zhang Muyang suddenly appeared in front of her: "After following me, don't you want to meet some big names and show off your Majesty Zhang? Come with me." After that, he pulled Zhang Muchen into a wooden building without saying anything.

Longhu Mountain is extremely powerful, and it seems that you can find a place to drink tea there, and the environment is extremely elegant. After entering the wooden building, Hushichen's face did not look better.

She came to Jiangcheng for ten days and met some small characters. She was still a little proud. She thought that she had never come in the real circle. Although others looked up to her because she was the eldest princess of the Zhang family and Zhang Muyang's sister, she looked up to her a little bit, but she was just like that. She did not really treat her like a monk.

Seeing that she had a wrong expression since she came in, Zhang Muyang couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Huschen gritted his teeth and said, "Nothing."

Zhang Muyang was still about to ask in detail, but saw a breeze blowing on his face. There was an old Taoist with fairy spirit in front of him: "Is it true that Zhang Zhenren is here? I am Zhang Moyouli, Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Muyang said intimately that the old Taoist priest was not simple, and he also bowed and said, "I dare not call him a real person. Zhang Muyang has met Master Zhang Mo."

The meeting between Zhang Muyang and Zhang Mo instantly caused a storm in this small building, but the storm had no sound, but it attracted everyone's attention.

Immediately afterwards, under Zhang Mo's introduction, Zhang Muyang greeted several leaders of a few small hermit sects or small families that he had never heard of before.
Chapter completed!