In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

"Please come in, sir." Bai Zhantang came to Yang Yu with a smile.

"Waiter, where is your display cabinet?" Yang Yu asked with a smile.

"Sir, do you have something to talk to me about?" Tong Xiangyu walked over slowly and asked under Bai Zhantang's vigilant gaze.

"It's like this, my younger brother is uneducated and I want him to train here with you." Yang Yu stated his purpose with a smile.

"But sir, we are not hiring anymore." Tong Xiangyu looked embarrassed.

But when Yang Yu looked around, there was no sign of Guo Furong at all, which meant that Tongfu Inn was still short of at least one servant. Was it just because he was not familiar with the hotel that he refused?

"Brother, I don't want to come here." Cheng Shifei looked resistant.

"I see you're still short of a servant. How about this, ten taels of silver." Yang Yu said with a smile.

"Sir, you are joking. How can a job be worth ten taels of silver?" Shopkeeper Tong smiled, covering her face with a fan like a lady.

"I mean I'll give it to you." Yang Yu said with a smile.

Shopkeeper Tong took a deep breath and almost fainted. Bai Zhantang hurried forward to catch him.

"Sir, we really don't need any more people." Bai Zhantang said with an apologetic smile.

"I'm talking about gold." Yang Yu took out ten taels of gold and tossed it in his hand.

"There is no shortage of gold..." Before Bai Zhantang could finish his words, he was slapped aside by Manager Tong.

"It's settled." Shopkeeper Tong held the gold tightly.

Yang Yu pulled his hand out from Tong's hand with great difficulty: "Then thank you for your help."

"Hey, is there anyone who would consider my opinion?" Cheng Shifei said with a look of rejection on his face.

"If you don't want to, I will go and get the money back and send you back to the palace." Yang Yu was not so good-tempered towards Cheng Shifei and threatened him directly.

"Well, it's not impossible to stay here." Cheng Shifei retreated.

"Remember, if I can't find you next time I come here, just wait for me." Yang Yu continued to threaten with a smile, then turned around and left in a cool manner. Although it was good here, the world of martial arts still needed to be more lively.

A few days later...

Chen Meijia, who had been searching for Wanyu for a long time without success, brought Lu Zhanbo with her. They heard that Liu Zhengfeng had retired from the underworld and welcomed all the people in the martial arts world to come and gather together.

So Chen Meijia decisively used her ability to eat and drink for free over the years and sneaked in with the distraught Lu Zhanbo.

"Cheer up, Zhanbo, there are so many delicious foods and drinks here." Chen Meijia took a chicken leg and stuffed it into her mouth, completely ignoring the people around her.

"I don't know how Wanyu is doing. Has she lost weight? Is she hungry?" Lu Zhanbo muttered to himself in despair.

Chen Meijia rolled her eyes speechlessly: "This is a game. Wanyu can only be resurrected and return to the city at most."

"That would be terrible. It would be so painful for Wanyu to die." Lu Zhanbo suddenly became anxious.

"Did it hurt when you died?" Chen Meijia asked.

"No, I was just startled. It was a bit uncomfortable, but it was over quickly." Lu Zhanbo answered in confusion.

"Then what the hell are you talking about!!!" Chen Meijia roared.

"Do you two have visiting cards?" A voice came from behind.

The two were shocked when they heard this, after all, they both sneaked in.

"There's a flying saucer." Chen Meijia pointed casually and wanted to slip away.

"Okay, Meijia, Zhanbo, it's me." The man grabbed Chen Meijia and Lu Zhanbo who were trying to slip away, and then greeted them.

"Teacher Zeng!"*2

"Wrong, now I am a disciple of Huashan Sect, Zeng Hu Chong." Zeng Xiaoxian proudly picked up the sword and posed.

At first glance...at first glance...never mind, I can't tell.

"I think you have body odor." Chen Meijia rolled her eyes.

"Oh, it seems like you want to try my Huashan swordsmanship." Zeng Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows and drew his sword.

"Tsk, what's the Huashan sword technique?" Chen Meijia struck a pose: "Have you ever heard of the palm technique that falls from the sky?"

"Could it be something that has been lost for a long time..." Zeng Xiaoxian was shocked.

"That's right, Tathagata Palm." Chen Meijia said with a serious expression.

"My Tiancan Kick and Qixuan Slash are not to be trifled with." Lu Zhanbo proudly displayed the martial arts he had acquired.

"Oh my god, why do you have unique martial arts skills while I only have the entry-level Huashan swordsmanship?" Zeng Xiaoxian was very disappointed.

"Doesn't the Huashan Sect have the Dugu Nine Swords? It's also a unique martial arts skill." Lu Zhanbo was puzzled.

"You think I don't want to, but who knows where Feng Qingyang is in the back mountain? I did trick Linghu Chong into finding the entrance to the cave and learned the Five Mountains Sword Technique, but it's still far inferior to your magical skills." Zeng Xiaoxian looked unwilling.

"Teacher Zeng, the difference between people is often greater than the difference between people and pigs, so you don't need to care about these." Chen Meijia seemed to be persuading.

"That's true." Zeng Xiaoxian nodded first and then looked at Chen Meijia speechlessly: "Are you trying to comfort me?"

"Of course." Chen Meijia nodded shamelessly before Zeng Xiaoxian could continue.

"Chen! Mei! Jia!"

A roar came.

It was Lu Ziqiao, who had lost his beautiful hair and was wearing monk's robes.

"Zi Qiao, you became a monk." Lu Zhanbo was stunned.

"It's all her fault. She actually tricked me into going to Shaolin." Lu Ziqiao was very angry. He thought about the matter afterwards and found no problems. It was 99% likely that Chen Meijia was behind it.

"It's because you were blinded by lust. I used a little trick to get you to Shaolin." Chen Meijia was very proud and admitted it decisively.

"Hahaha, it turns out that happiness is built on the suffering of others." Zeng Xiaoxian laughed heartily: "Compared to going to Shaolin, my Huashan is still pretty good."

"Zi Qiao, what did you learn in Shaolin?" Lu Zhanbo asked curiously.

"Just one set of Arhat Fist, and that's all." Lu Ziqiao answered helplessly.

"Haha, I'm still smarter." Zeng Xiaoxian became proud. He is not afraid of bad people, but he is afraid of the worst.

"Have you ever looked through the scriptures to see if there is anything like the Nine Yang Magic Skill or the Yi Jin Jing?" Lu Zhanbo asked doubtfully.

"Can it be like this?" Lu Ziqiao widened his eyes.

"You haven't read martial arts novels, have you?" Lu Zhanbo was shocked.

"You know, I've been picking up girls and learning how to pick up girls since I was a child. No girl likes to read martial arts novels." Lu Ziqiao was embarrassed.

"Cut"*3

"But I also gained something. During my repeated attempts to sneak into the Shaolin Temple kitchen to eat, I learned the Golden Bell Cover and various cooking skills." Lu Ziqiao said proudly.

"Golden Bell Cover! So powerful, how did you learn it?" Lu Zhanbo was very surprised.

"I was often beaten when I went to steal food. After being beaten so many times, they taught me the Golden Bell Cover, for fear that they would accidentally beat me to death one day." Lu Ziqiao pinched his waist proudly.

"Cut"*3

"It's really you." A sloppy man came over and greeted everyone.