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Chapter 1769 Pangu Village?

Hearing this, Han Sanqian rushed over quickly, crossing the gap between the two mountains, and suddenly there was a bright future in front of him.

Looking around, this is a big basin, with terraces running down the top, birds singing and flowers blooming, and an ancient village is located at the bottom of the mountain.

"That is Pangu Village, three thousand, that is Pangu Village." Qin Qingfeng also followed closely, pointed at the village, shouting excitedly.

Pangu Village?

Finally...it's finally here?!

Han Sanqian was extremely excited. He walked down the terraces. Xiaotao was the last one to come out of the crack of the mountain. For some reason, when she arrived at the gate of the mountain, she always felt that it was extremely familiar, but she seemed to be unable to remember anything.

After hesitating for a moment, she stepped into the gap with a complicated expression.

When she saw the village in the middle of the basin, a picture suddenly flashed through her mind. Peach blossoms fell under a peach tree. A little girl grabbed the falling peach blossoms with her hands in the air, and burst into laughter for a moment.

Qin Simin patted her on the shoulder: "What are you doing when you stand there? They all went down."

Xiaotao said oh, followed Qin Simin and walked down the mountain.

The four of them soon arrived at the basin. Before the village, a large archway stood there, with the three big words "Wuyou Village" written on it.

However, the four of them didn't know that when they passed through this archway, they also passed through an invisible aperture.

When I walked into the village, the voices were a little hot, and I walked about a hundred meters in. When I turned into the first avenue in the village, all kinds of vendors were shouting on both sides of the avenue, and pedestrians were even more crowded, looking like a very lively scene.

"Sell melons, fresh drunken immortal melons, take a bite and make sure you have endless aftertaste."

"Selling fish, selling fish, fresh spirit fish."

"Bun, bun, freshly baked bun."

The shouts were everywhere, and the four of them squeezed into the avenue, making them very lively.

"It seems that this place is quite lively." Wang Simin smiled and grabbed four drunken immortal melons from the fruit stall next to him. After paying the money, he gave one to each person.

Han Sanqian took a bite and the melon was sweet and sweet.

Qin Qingfeng frowned tightly. Three years ago, he and his friend slaughtered the village here, but why is the village still very lively now?

"Master, what are you thinking?" Han Sanqian asked while eating the melon.

Qin Qingfeng smiled muffled: "Oh, nothing, just..."

Han Sanqian knew why Qin Qingfeng was like this and smiled: "In three years, life has been restored here. At least, your sins are not so serious, you should be happy."

Qin Qingfeng nodded, Han Sanqian said something reasonable, and smiled: "Yes, you are right, I should be happy. By the way, you have just woken up and have been traveling for so long. There is a tavern in front. Let's have something to eat first and have a rest."

Han Sanqian nodded, took the three of them and stood up and walked towards an inn far away from the Avenue.

"Xilai Inn!"

Han Sanqian looked at the plaque in front of the inn, smiled and walked into the inn.

"Oh, four guests, please come in!" The waiter greeted him respectfully, then shook the sweat towel on his shoulders, and shouted loudly inside: "Any guests are here, four!"

Then, he skillfully led the four people into an empty table in the store, wiped the sweat towel on the table, revealing a kind smile: "Fourth, what do you want to eat?"

After saying that, he raised his hand slightly, and Han Sanqian looked around. Not far away was a archway with dozens of signs hanging on it, and the signs were full of the names of the dishes.

"Give me all the best things in your store."

Before Han Sanqian could speak, Wang Simin beside him shouted without hesitation.

The waiter was stunned: "All of it?"

Wang Simin put something like a fist-sized purple crystal on the table: "Why, I'm afraid I can't afford it?"

The waiter grabbed his head, smiled, and shouted to the kitchen: "Four VIPs, a full set of Xilai."

Hearing the waiter's shout, the guests at other tables in the tavern couldn't help but look back at this side. It was obvious that Wang Simin's generous move surprised many people.

After all, she ordered the best things in Xilai Inn.

Wang Simin didn't feel embarrassed, but was very proud. Seeing Han Sanqian looking at her, she was even more arrogant.

After a while, the child ran over with a tray full of vegetables and put the dishes on the table. After the waiter smiled, "Please use it slowly. By the way, look at the people who look like they don't look like people from our village."

Han Sanqian smiled: "Little brother, you are quite good at judging people. We are indeed not from our village."

The waiter smiled and said, "The young man receives a lot of guests every day, so naturally he has seen many people. We can tell whether he is a local or not."
Chapter completed!
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