Fortunately, after experiencing the fat man's situation last time, Shao Weijie was well prepared. Before Wu Yazi vomited, he quickly took out a bag and carried it for him!

It was no lie that Wu Yazi had profound internal energy. Compared to Fatty, he had much better control over his body. They didn't need to stop for treatment. After taking a few breaths, Wu Yazi returned to normal.

He was back to normal, but the atmosphere became awkward for a while. The feeling of being slapped in the face just after he finished speaking was not pleasant. The most important thing was that Wu Yazi was still holding the garbage bag that he had just vomited in his hand.

None of them spoke, they all lowered their heads and looked at their fingernails. After all, they are elders in their seventies, so they still have to give them some face.

It was like this for more than two hours. Shao Weijie almost counted how many palm prints he had before the car finally landed at the right place.

As soon as the car door opened, Wu Yazi ran away with his bag in hand, and after a while he came back with a calm expression, but by this time his hands were empty.

However, Shao Weijie and the others did not expose it.

"Ahem."

Wu Yazi cleared his throat and said as usual: "Should we continue on our way now, or should we just find an inn nearby to rest?"

Of course it didn't matter whether he took a break or not. He wanted to kill his enemy right away in front of Ding Chunqiu, but unfortunately the journey was far away and he couldn't rush. And now that he was working under someone else, he had to ask for advice from the leader, right?

Seeing that it was still early, Shao Weijie looked at the two fat men and wanted to ask their opinions.

The fat man touched his belly and said coquettishly: "Brother Jie, it's been several hours since we've been going back and forth. Why don't we go first and find a place to fill our belly? It's just in time to taste the local food!"

Shao Weijie thought about it for a while. They were not at the stage of not eating grains yet. They still had to eat when they should.

A few of them hid the hover car in a mountain col and covered it slightly with weeds. Under the guidance of Gang Dan, they headed west and saw a market town not far away.

Entering the market town, I saw many people in ethnic costumes walking around everywhere, which was very different from the Central Plains area. I found an inn again, and after waiting for the table, Wu Yazi finally realized something was wrong.

"Child! What's so special about your food!" The fat man shouted anxiously as soon as it was served on the table.

A shop boy who was obviously dressed as a Han man hurriedly came forward and greeted: "We have pancakes, stuffed skin, and local specialty noodles. What would you like to order?"

The fat man frowned when he heard this: "You didn't order any meat!"

"Uh..." The waiter in the shop was stunned for a moment. He saw that Shao Weijie and others all had short hair and no beards. He asked where the monks were from. Hearing the fat man's question, he immediately reacted and said with a smile, "Our shop specializes in boiled meat, mutton, and guests."

What do you want?"

"Let's have some of the same. Let's have eight bowls of noodles first!" the fat man said grandly.

"One bowl is enough for me!" Wu Yazi reminded him when he saw that the fat man had ordered too much.

The fat man turned his head and glanced at Wu Yazi, as if he had just discovered that there was such a person, and said to the waiter: "Nine bowls, then!"

Wu Yazi:?

What's the situation? You didn't even count yourself when co-authoring it?

I don’t know whether it was because cooking was slow in ancient times, or because Shao Weijie and the others ordered a little too much. It took nearly half an hour for their meals to be served.

It is said that a young man eats a poor man, but after practicing martial arts, these three young men can eat better. Several people ordered while eating, and the table was filled with bowls and bowls for food.

But at the end of the meal, Fatty was the only one left fighting hard.

Wu Yazi had been twirling his beard at the side for a long time, watching the three people eating with a smile on his face. This slightly warm scene reminded him of the scene when he taught his disciples in the past.

No wonder it is said that when people get old, they like to reminisce about the past. This may be the happiness of family relationships.

Seeing that these people had finally finished eating, Wu Yazi put his hand into his arms and fumbled around for a while, and suddenly his face became a little miserable.

It was over. I was in a hurry when I got off the car. I only threw the bag away and forgot to pick up the luggage...

Wu Yazi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. His posture stiffened when he wanted to pay, then he picked up the tea in front of him with a normal expression and savored it carefully.

"Are you all full?" Shao Weijie asked several people.

"That's enough." Dachun's tone was still short and firm.

The fat man touched his round belly and said with a smile: "That's almost it. Last time I saw a health expert who told me to eat less and more meals. It's best to eat seven to eight cents full in one meal!"

Shao Weijie curled his lips in disgust and pointed at Wu Yazi with his eyes.

Wu Yazi didn't say anything, nodded slightly in response, and still tasted the tea calmly, as if it was the best tea.

Well, Shao Weijie was stunned for a moment. Is this old man so ignorant? He went out to eat with the new leader and didn't know how to rush to pay for it?

Don't think I haven't noticed that you're still drinking tea. You've almost slurped all the foam in your cup.

Cough. Shao Weijie coughed lightly and then gestured to Wu Yazi with his eyes.

It wasn't that he had to ask Wu Yazi to give him money, it was that none of them except him had any money.

Wu Yazi's eyes widened, looking innocent and ignorant, saying, "Why are you looking at me? I don't understand!"

Spending so much time was not an option, and the waiter at the shop next to him looked at them with something wrong.

Shao Weijie smacked his lips and said leisurely: "Old Wu, your cup is almost going to break if you keep sipping on it. We were in a hurry when we came out. Please see if you can advance the money first and reimburse you when we get back to the company!"

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Seeing Shao Weijie Ming said, Wu Yazi could no longer pretend, so he had to put down the tea cup in embarrassment, smiled bitterly and whispered: "President, it's not that I don't want to give it, but there's nothing I can do about it. I left in a hurry and all the troubles were left in the car."

Well, this is a little embarrassing.

Shao Weijie put his last hope in Fatty and Dachun. Fatty put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out two banknotes, and gestured with a smile.

Dachun suggested: "How about we look through it and see if there are any valuable things?"

Depend on!

"The four of us are at least the top masters in the entire martial arts world. Even if we stomp our feet, the martial arts world would be shocked. You actually told me that we have to raise money to eat a meal?"

Shao Weijie rolled his eyes and said depressedly: "If word of this spreads, how can we still hang out in the world in the future!"

"But if you eat the Overlord's meal, you won't be able to get away with it if word spreads!" The fat man exclaimed.

"I still don't believe it!" Shao Weijie slapped the table and stood up and said, "Can't I, a top martial arts master, make money? Just wait, I will perform on the street to collect food money for everyone!"

"That's okay!" The fat man rolled his eyes and immediately understood that this guy wanted to escape, and agreed, "I'll be your helper!"

"I'll go too!" Dachun said with loyalty, "How can I let you brothers go alone for such a shameful thing? I'll accompany you! Even if I can't do anything, I can just clap and applaud!"

God wants you to clap and applaud! Shao Weijie didn't criticize a word, patted Dachun on the shoulder and said approvingly: "As expected of my good brothers, let's go to the streets to perform together!"

After saying that, the three of them slipped out of the door as if they were running away...

Wu Yazi was left sitting alone in front of the table filled with leftovers, alone and messy.

"The old immortal of Xingxu has boundless magical power, enjoys immortal blessings forever, and lives as long as heaven."

As soon as Shao Weijie and the three of them stepped out of the threshold, they saw a group of strange people coming towards them, parading in the street in a long queue.

This group of people was organized and disciplined. Those who played the flute played the flute, those who played the suona, those who played the gongs and drums, and the rest shouted slogans in unison.

"The old immortal of Xingxiu, the Dharma controls the Central Plains, has vast supernatural powers and boundless magical power."

Shao Weijie and Fatty looked at each other, now they met someone from the Xingxiu Sect?

Wu Yazi, who was in the hall, also heard the roar outside and ran out excitedly, just in time to see this group of people approaching from a distance.

"Hey! Stop, you want to eat the King's meal!"

Seeing several people disappearing at a ghostly speed, the children in the store were so frightened that they hurriedly chased after them. Just when they saw people from the Xingxiu Sect coming in groups, they were so frightened that they covered their mouths and retreated back into the store. They were kind enough to pull it off temporarily.

Pull the Wuyazi in front.

"You guys come in quickly, they are the demons of the Xingxiu Sect, they kill without blinking an eye!"

Wu Yazi glanced at the waiter in surprise, waved his hands and said, "It doesn't matter."

Shao Weijie was standing outside the door with the corners of his mouth raised. He was short of money, so God sent someone to help him pay for it!

He leaned close to the fat man's side, whispered a few words, then turned around and pulled Dachun back to the store.

I could only hear the fat man behind me shouting outside: "Old monster Xingxiu, if you want to die, the sky will strike with thunder, crushing your bones and scattering ashes!"

This roar, before attracting the Xingxiu faction outside the door, first frightened the surrounding shop owners half to death, and quickly closed the doors and windows, fearing that Chi Yu would be affected.

The nearest waiter turned pale with fright and ran to the backyard. Other diners and the shopkeeper also ran straight to the backyard in panic.

"Hey, don't leave!" Shao Weijie shouted to the waiter, "I asked someone to pay the bill, why did you run away again?"

When the waiter saw Shao Weijie calling him, he was running faster. He only wished that his parents had given him less legs.

"How dare you insult our Xingxiu sect!"

Outside the door, a group of Xingxiu Sect disciples chased the fat man into the inn, shouting loudly!

"It's him!" The fat man pointed at Shao Weijie in a very shameless manner.

The leader of the Xingxiu Sect disciple held a long knife in his hand, pointed the tip of the knife at Shao Weijie's face and shouted: "Did you shout just now?"

"Yes!" Shao Weijie shook his head, pointed at Wu Yazi and said, "It was just his instigation!"

The disciple was stunned for a moment, wondering why these people were like the disciples of his own sect, so ungrateful that they tried to shirk each other and pushed an old man to take the blame.

He deflected the tip of the knife again, pointed at Wu Yazi and said, "It's you, old guy, who instigates people to insult our master outside? You don't want to live anymore, do you?"

Um, Shao Weijie was stunned. Are all the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect so arrogant? Are they just scolding people with unknown origins without even checking them out?

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Chapter completed!