Chapter 63: The Heavenly Army Pavilion, Chao Qian Kai

  The signboard facing the main street, "Tianbingge" three dragon flying and dancing golden lacquer characters shining in the sun, directly illuminating half of the street into a golden color. Dazzling to the eyes.

  The couplets on the left and right are also made of silver plates, with gold paint. The entire facade is filled with a nouveau riche appearance. As soon as you walk here, you will immediately notice a strong smell of copper rushing towards your face.

  Cutting iron like mud is no dream, let you open your eyes!

  The lower couplet: I have a divine weapon, come quickly if you want it!

  No patience to wait!

  Against the gate, there is a notice: Tianbing Pavilion, open for business. If you don't have much silver and gold, don't come in. One hundred thousand taels of white silver is just the starting point, one million yellow gold doesn't count as wealth, heavenly treasures are taken out, and entering will satisfy you.

  Not only is it a nouveau riche, but it also looks uncultured. From the doorplate to the couplet, they are all extremely tacky. Even those few words are twisted and full of evil spirit. It's like using a mouse tail dipped in ink, then pouring a bowl of wine into the mouse's mouth, getting drunk and dragging its tail to draw it out.

  Then Chu Da Lao Ban sat upright and waited for the fat sheep to come to his door. This is called Jiang Taigong fishing, willing to take the bait. (Of course, Chu Yang didn't know this allusion, but unfortunately, there was a handsome and elegant, talented and knowledgeable Feng Ling MM who knew it.)

  It has to be said that for several days and nights in a row, Chu Yang was exhausted but also extremely excited.

  This effortless gain is really too wonderful. No wonder so many people want to be thieves. With a stretch of the hand, if you want gold there's gold, if you want silver there's silver, it's really too comfortable.

  Robbing the rich and helping the poor, well, that makes sense. At that time they were so wealthy they were dripping with oil, while I was so poor I was about to die, so taking some from them doesn't count as helping the poor?

  As soon as the "Tianbing Pavilion" opened, it directly made everyone who saw it stare with wide eyes. It's too ostentatious, too outrageous! In all the dynasties that have done business, no one has ever seen anything like this!

  This is not doing business, but purely offending people! And it's ruining oneself before offending others.

  In an instant, "Tian Bing Ge" became the first heavenly joke in the history of Tieyun Country, spreading rapidly and fiercely.

  Go take a look, a god-level number of nerve disease is opening a store on Main Street!

  Suddenly, a large crowd of onlookers gathered quickly outside the Tianbing Pavilion. On a gloomy day, hitting someone is just as good as doing nothing, so they might as well come and watch this fool.

  But what's even more strange is that this fool, why did he have to come to the most prosperous imperial city street in Iron Cloud City to make a scene? Is his brain broken or something? But if he really is an idiot... where did he get so much silver from to open a shop here?

  Chu Da Boss had his legs crossed, and in front of him on the counter there was nothing but a cup of tea. The hot steam rose from the teacup, and Chu Da Boss's head nodded off in the rising mist: he was really sleepy...

  On the left wall near the inner gate, a sword, a knife, a short sword and a short knife were hung! It seems that these four items are his capital for opening a big business... and also his "sharp weapon" ready to be used.

  Outside the door, the noisy voices were guessing, sighing, and laughing... Chu Yang was deaf to it all. The people he wanted to do business with weren't these individuals anyway.

  Moreover, Chu Yang's past life memories clearly told him that Ti Yun Guo didn't care about anything else, but the two words "Tian Bing" would definitely touch the sensitive nerves of Ti Yun Guo's high-ranking officials!

  "Get out of the way, good dogs don't block the road. What's wrong with you? Not satisfied?" A loud and unreasonable shout came from afar, several burly men with open collars were walking in all directions, approaching like crabs. Wherever they went, people fled as if they had seen a plague god, dodging left and right.

  "What is the Tianbing Pavilion? I'm relying on this?" A big man with a large black mole on his face, and a cluster of thick and long black hair on the mole, looked at the signboard of the Tianbing Pavilion with slanted eyes, his nostrils facing upwards. Suddenly he became furious: "Damn it, they're crazy! Less silver? No entry? I may have less silver, but I want to go in anyway, what's wrong with that?"

  "Big... big brother..." The little rascal beside him, who was looking around in all directions, suddenly exclaimed with delight: "These are all... silver! Pure silver!" This guy pointed at the signboard and jumped up and down, looking like he had just suffered a stroke.

  "Silver?" The big man pinched it in doubt, and suddenly his tone changed: "Damn! It's really silver!"

  The gaze looking up at the sign suddenly changed, becoming greedy and vicious.

  "Who's the boss in there? Come out, come out!" The big man was almost hoarse from shouting. The people on the back street were swallowing their saliva, moving up and down. I thought to myself, it doesn't matter what happens, just scaring them for a while is enough, as long as they move this sign board away.

  "Are you here to buy something?" Chu Yang hugged his arms and walked out slowly. No way, the entire Tianbing Pavilion had only him alone. The boss and the clerk were all taken care of by him alone.

  As soon as he came out, Chu Da's boss suddenly got angry and his nose was crooked.

  I was preparing to catch a big fish, but the big fish didn't come. Instead, I attracted a bunch of riffraff and thugs first? This is too unlucky.

  "Is this store yours?" The big man's nostrils faced upwards.

  "What's wrong?" Chu Yang was in a bad mood, and his tone was naturally not good either.

  "What's wrong? You're quite temperamental, aren't you? It seems you don't know who's standing in front of you..." The big black man stretched out his hand, about to grab the collar of this detestable little brat and give him a good thrashing.

  "Get out!" Chu Yang let out a low growl, his eyes glaring, and then he shook his arms, making a loud whooshing sound. A visible black aura burst forth from his body, dispersing into a vast, turbulent evil energy that filled the air with an icy chill, and charged forward with a deafening crash.

  This big Han is just a small mixed gangster on the street, not even a martial artist himself, but only relies on his two fists to play the role of a hooligan, how can he withstand this kind of martial arts master level soul shock?

  The big man had just finished speaking when he suddenly felt a chill, and was immediately shocked by the evil spirit that shook his body and soul! His eyes rolled back, and he felt himself trapped in an endless nightmare...

  Innumerable vengeful spirits with seven apertures bleeding from all sides, above and below, shrieked as they pounced...

  "Ah......" A blood-curdling scream that didn't sound human, the big man stumbled backward, suddenly clutching his head with both hands, rolling back and forth on the ground like a madman, wildly shouting: "Spare my life! No, no, it wasn't me who killed him, spare my life, spare my life......"

  Suddenly jumped up, turned around and was about to escape, but took a step and fell, blood flowing profusely, yet paralyzed on the ground, couldn't get up, still desperately crawling forward.

  All the way crawling, the crotch gradually became wet...

  Only that heart-wrenching and lung-splitting begging voice was still echoing in the air for a long time.

  Following his two younger brothers, they had no idea what was happening, but seeing the big brother change from being extremely normal to terrifying in the blink of an eye, they suddenly felt a chill run down their spines. Unable to hold back a shout, one ran left and one ran right, scattering like birds and beasts.

  Chu Yang looked at the three people fleeing in the distance with a bewildered expression, scratched his head, seemingly unaware of what had happened. After thinking for a while, he said: "Oh, I see. The divine weapons are imbued with evil spirits, it seems that these few people have impure hearts, they provoked the divine weapon, and the divine weapon has a spirit, it punished them..."

  When he said that, the onlookers suddenly understood what was going on and couldn't help but show a hint of fear on their faces, taking a step back one by one, feeling a chill run down their spines.

  "Everyone, I don't know who else wants to come in and take a look? Please, please, don't be polite."

  With a loud crash, the crowd of onlookers dispersed in an instant.

  Chu Yang smiled secretly and turned back.

  The Tianbing Pavilion is really extraordinary, the divine soldiers there actually have their own spiritual nature. If someone has ill intentions, they will be directly punished by heavenly punishment... This rumor spread even faster than the last one.

  After all, many people have witnessed it with their own eyes. The rumors that spread are even more credible. The person who spoke in a low and cautious tone, the listener's back felt a chill, holding their breath in silence.

  Who dares not believe? Haven't you seen that the whole Dongda Street is scared out of their wits? What, don't know what a "scoop of hair" is? It's those local rascals who collect protection fees...

  As a result, the matter became more and more mysterious. Later on, various versions emerged, shrouding the newly opened "Tianbing Pavilion" in an air of mystery.