Master of Unlimited Luck

Another three months have passed.

Su Jing finally managed to get rid of the wheelchair and can walk as freely as a normal person...Of course, in Qin Qiong's words, his soul has finally gradually fitted his body.

He was finally able to leave Afang Palace with the support of Qin Qiong and walk around Xianyang City.

Unfortunately.

Thirty years of time...

For his realm, it seems that it is not worth mentioning.

Maybe it's just one more hairline.

But for these people, it is already a process of inheritance.

Before Su Jing fled and left Xianyang, he was helped by many people on the way, and he resisted the strange demons and lived in Xianyang City for several months. There were also many familiar people.

For example, at the time of reincarnation, he went to the streets with Qingxin.

Then you can see those who are very enthusiastic and greet the people... Although Su Jing will not deliberately remember, his powerful spiritual sense will remember these people in his mind.

When the strange demons came, these people were specially taken care of.

Almost the first group of people who moved out of Xianyang.

But now, those who have been transferred have returned to the place where they once took root.

But those familiar faces, the people who used to greet Qingxin very well...have disappeared.

Familiar faces are somewhat similar, but completely different.

Is it their son?

Relatives?

I don't know... I have been dead for more than 30 years, and the period of time I didn't die before seemed quite long.

Together, it is enough to make all the familiar sights disappear.

This is how life is passed down from generation to generation.

Maybe after a thousand years, these stalls can continue to be set up... It's just that the people who set up the stalls are no longer the ones before.

Standing quietly in front of a bun shop.

Qin Qiong bought him some steamed buns very well.

Su Jing took it and ate it while walking.

Just as soon as I bit into the meat, I couldn't help but frown and said, "The taste has changed."

The strong man behind him suddenly complained with dissatisfaction, "Young man, what are you talking about? My bun shop is a century-old store. The taste is ten miles around, but it is applauded. Some people ran in the morning. Many miles to buy my steamed buns... Our taste has always been the same, how could it change?"

"I used to buy buns from you before. I bought three at a hundred taels. At that time, those three buns were really delicious. I ate all three of them without drinking any water."

The brawny man's expression became fierce. If it hadn't been for Su Jing's gorgeous costumes, he might have regarded him as a troublemaker.

"The son joked, what kind of buns are so expensive, more than thirty two... You... uh... I remembered that my father used to brag with me when I was a kid, saying that the buns he wrapped were special It's delicious. Someone used to buy three steamed buns for a hundred and two. Is this... true?"

Su Jinghan smiled and said, "It's me."

"how is this possible."

The strong man laughed, "How old are you this year, young man... The old man's father has been away for more than 30 years."

"Has it been more than 30 years? When he moved to Xianyang, he seemed to be 70 years old. After more than 30 years... Did he live more than a hundred years old?"

Su Jing sighed lightly and said, "His steamed buns are really delicious. Someone told me that they like to eat his steamed steamed buns the most. Unfortunately, he always doesn't charge money, so she is too embarrassed to eat more. , Can only let people buy her secretly...Unfortunately, people die, even if they are passed down in one line, many things will change their taste in the end."

Chapter 1965

The old man stopped talking.

Looking at Su Jing, his mouth was muttering, probably because he was talking about where the neurosis came from, he looked like a young man, but he was so sighing.

When his father died, he was afraid that he didn't even give birth to a look that overlapped with him.

I'm afraid it's not the young people who play mystery.

He sullenly organized his buns and ignored Su Jing.

Su Jing took the buns, turned around and walked to another place.

Pass by a blacksmith shop.

Stopped.

"Brother was helped by the blacksmith here, didn't he?"

Qin Qiong whispered: "My brother once told me about this, so this blacksmith shop is also an old shop that has been passed down for many years. It is difficult for them to close down because of my care. The Buddhists have a saying that they can get good cause Good fruit, if it is for my brother, I would like to repay my virtue with virtue and protect them for a long time."

"Thank you."

"You brother and sister, why bother to say thanks?"

Qin Qiong whispered: "Brother, you are tired, let's find a place to rest."

Su Jingtou said, "Turn right next door there is a Xianyang House. Their wine is quite good. I have a drink with them once. Let's go and have a look."

Qin Qiong was silent for a moment, and said, "The restaurant is no longer there, but I know another restaurant where the wine is delicious, but brother, you are not in good health. You can't drink more, you can only drink three glasses."

"Okay, bring me a wine glass the size of a human head."

Qin Qiong suddenly laughed.

Su Jing smiled and said, "It's just a joke."

Talking.

The two came to a strange place. As far as Su Jing knew, it used to be a pawnshop, but now, a six-story building has been erected directly from the ground.

The luxurious decoration is more than several times stronger than the Xianyang residence that Su Jing knew!

It seems someone arranged in advance.

Prosperous restaurant.

As soon as the two arrived, they directly arranged a quiet private room on the top floor.