On the surface, the boss is bragging about his skills to the workers, but the real information is transmitted into the secret.

"In the southwest meatloaf shop, do you see the sturdy man? ”

The boss shook the pu fan, slapped it in front of the placket, and conveyed a message to Tang Luo in a secret language: "That person should be a wind media spy, but he has not yet practiced at home, and he wanders around the market before dawn, and his eyes look here from time to time, and he has changed seven or eight shops from morning to night, but his eyes have never left here, it seems that we are being targeted!"

Following Xiu'er's guidance, Tang Luo inadvertently turned his head to look, then turned his head expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Maybe you just want to come to steal the teacher, you are too sensitive." ”

"Is it?" Xiu'er was suspicious: "Can the thief use such a sneaky teacher, who wants to steal the teacher these days, which one doesn't order a bowl of balls and start asking questions, what kind of teacher can be stolen from a distance?"

"Maybe it's just because of his shy personality, I think it won't be long before he comes over, after all, everyone can notice his strangeness when he keeps staring at him like this. ”

casually perfunctory Xiu'er, Tang Luo turned his head, just in time to meet the eyes of the strong man, the bear-like strong man looked at Tang Luo's cold eyes, and his neck shrank in fright, and the meat patty filling in his hand shook off the table.

"Uh..." Xiu'er looked at Fang Xiong's cowering appearance, and she was not so sure of her previous judgment: "Maybe you're right, if the spy is so nervous when he looks at the target, how can he get information, maybe this is really an honest man who came to steal the teacher." ”

Tang Luo didn't say a word, and continued to lower his head to pound the dough on the board, pulling it into long strips and beating it on the board, which is said to make the noodles more chewy.

“piapia，piapiapia！”

The strong man wandering around the South Neighborhood Market is none other than Fang Xiong of the Jiangxing Pavilion, who has been ordered to explore the roots of Chaochangyaxing in the past few days.

And the matter of roots, in fact, is it easier to check, after all, is it a business, and there is the flow of money.

The warriors of the slave catching team also have a clear context, after all, the elite who can lead the team can't always come out of thin air.

There is also the account room and shopkeeper in the tooth shop, the origin is even easier to check, you only need to follow them after work every day, see where they take the account book, you can know who is behind the tooth shop.

Although Fang Xiong, who awakened the wind spirit body, was burly, his body was extremely light and agile, and the wind spirit body would not stir the vitality and leave traces after entering the mind, and it was the only magic skill of the nocturnal secret agent.

Originally, I was going to report to the tavern, but after I came to Nanjiefang City, I couldn't walk anymore.

Because he saw the peerless Longxi Tianjiao making meatballs and ramen!

At first, Fang Xiong also thought that he had seen it wrong, or that the young man with ramen looked very similar to the owner of the restaurant, but with that glance just now, he had already determined that this must be Tang Luo.

Grabbed the diced meat on the table twice and put it back into the cake, and then swallowed it in one bite, Fang Xiong stood up and trotted all the way towards Luo's snack shop.

"Boss, are you still hiring?"

Fang Xiong's face flushed, and he whispered to Tang Luo, who was ramen, the voice was as soft as a mosquito's call, which was extremely inconsistent with his strong body.

When he did this, he naturally did not tease Tang Luo, but just looked at each other, in addition to the cold eyes, there was also a transmission, which made him have to come to apply for the job.

"I'm not the boss, you go ask him. ”

Tang Luo didn't raise his face, and replied lightly.

Fang Xiong had no choice but to smile, turned his head towards the fan and fanned, looked his middle-aged man up and down, and said, "Boss, are you still recruiting, I am very diligent, I can do anything!"

Okay, everyone else steals a bowl of meatballs, which is a bit of a pay, this thing wants to steal a teacher, and he actually wants to work part-time, but he is really a talent.

Xiu'er, who was speechless, really believed that this product was here to steal the teacher, but she still politely refused: "Thank you brother for your love, but my family has a small business, and I don't need such workers." ”

"Ahh

Fang Xiong's face collapsed suddenly, he only felt that there was a thorn in his back, and he didn't dare to turn back but continued to plead with the boss, but there were no tears.

Xiu'er is a soft-hearted person, where can she withstand a seven-foot high-spirited man crying and begging like this, so she turned her eyes to Tang Luo for help, hoping that the other party would come forward to solve it.

"Didn't you say a few days ago that business is good now and the shop is short of manpower, I think he is good. ”

Rolling the pulled noodles into bunches and placing them neatly, Tang Luo washed his hands that were dyed white with flour, and said lightly without raising his head: "It seems that you have the strength to do it, and you can help beat meatballs if you train it, and you can earn more money from young and old." ”

"That's it..."Xiu'er thought about it, and then said to Fang Xiong: "Then Pingdan will come here to work." ”

"Thank you boss, thank you boss!"

Fang Xiong, who was overjoyed, nodded at the middle-aged boss again and again, and then ran away without looking back, as if there was a ghost chasing behind him.

......

Close the shop in the middle of the night, and after four hours it will be Pingdan work, so that the cycle is a day.

People say that a calm and repetitive life will wear down people's will, but the meaning is given by the individual itself, and whether your life is meaningful or not, how can others really distinguish it.

Perhaps, in Xiu'er's view, such a peaceful life is the meaning of life.

Tang Luo, who returned to the room, looked at his hand that had been beating meatballs for a long time and kneading the dough for a long time, smiled lightly, and sank into the inner vision.

Seven months have passed since he was injured in July last year.

Because of the relationship between the meridians and the broken meridians a few days ago, he couldn't complete Zhou Tian's luck, so he could only rely on the spiritual power income of the star pavilion to maintain it.

Under the full operation of the Star Pavilion, the twenty-seven mortal-level stars plus the yellow-level stars in Tang Xing's hands could bring him a total of 83.4 spiritual power per day, which was an increase of 2,502 spiritual power per month.

For a full seven months, he had finally accumulated enough spiritual power to reshape the Immortal Battle Body Divine Array.

And this battle has brought him one step closer to the control of the star core, in addition to retracting and releasing it, after these days of training, he has been able to achieve the level of binding his spiritual power into three thousand filaments, even if it is the holy martial body of the Martial Saint Mountain, I am afraid that it is only this level.

With this in mind, Tang Luo began to redraw the shattered divine array.

The arms and lungs of the golden ten lines of divine light light up the nine products of success, gold and water, and then paint the waist and kidney water ten lines and eight products, aquatic wood, carved liver and wood belly ten lines of seven products, wood fire, upper chest and heart fire ten lines of six products, fire and soil, lower abdomen and spleen ten lines of success.

The upper five grades of the divine array reappeared, the power of the five elements converged, and the stomach of the divine power void reopened, and it was a whole seven months, really, it was a long time to wait!