Early the next morning, Chu Ning and Mama had a good meal, took medicine, cleaned up, and planned to go out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Putting on his back the basket and wrapping the fan in the package, Chu Ning opened the door, and it happened that Monk Jueshen also came out.

Chu Ning greeted with a smile: "Master, you're early today!"

"Where is the little benefactor?" Monk Jueshen smiled, still walking flutteringly, but the clothes were not clean, and his demeanor did not match him at all.

Chu Ning didn't seem to see Monk Jueshen washing clothes very often, so he said, "Master, you came back today to change your clothes, and I will help you wash them tomorrow." “

"Okay! I'm tired of the little donor, the poor monk has a lot of strength, and every time he washes his clothes, he has to tear them, so unless the clothes are really dirty, he really doesn't dare to wash them!"

Chu Ning pursed his lips and didn't have the same knowledge as him, "Master, why haven't you seen your wine jug recently?"

"Recently, the poor monk has run out of money for wine, and there is no way to drink!" said Monk Jueshen with great sadness.

Before, my grandmother made some wine by herself every year, and Chu Ning also helped on the side, which was not difficult, but there were no grapes, and I didn't have the money to buy grapes.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, and the feeling of bandits came again, will there be grapes in that big house?

Generally, large families will set up some grape trellises, and you can watch and pick the fun yourself, why not ask Xiaoyue later.

Walking with Monk Jueshen, walking with a monk for the first time, Chu Ning felt very wonderful.

On the road, there are often people who greet the monk Jueshen, and it seems that most of them are poor. It may be someone who Monk Jueshen has helped, Chu Ning can't help but have a lot of good feelings for this monk in his heart.

"Where is the master going today?" Chu Ning asked curiously.

"Yesterday I met an old man, and I met today at a gathering in the drunken fairy building, and the poor monk and I begged for a glass of water and wine to drink by the way, haha!" Monk Jueshen was very happy, happy to see old friends, and probably happy to be able to drink wine.

When he was about to reach the Drunken Immortal Tower, Chu Ning was about to turn a corner, so he said goodbye to Monk Jueshen and went straight to the Jing family.

In the elegant seat on the second floor of the Drunken Immortal Building here, Fang Yiyuan was waiting for his old friend who had made an appointment yesterday, while looking out of the window.

I saw the fluttering figure of the monk Jueshen from afar, and was suddenly attracted by a petite figure beside the monk, as if it was a little shoot!

Hurriedly went downstairs to see, walked to the door and just bumped into Monk Jueshen, Monk Jueshen twisted his waist lightly, avoided it, and said with a laugh: "Xiaoyou, you miss the poor monk so much, you came out in such a hurry!"

Fang Yiyuan ignored him, looked left and right, and didn't see the little sprout that was still there just now, and hurriedly tugged on the sleeve of Monk Jueshen and asked, "What about the girl who walked with you just now?"

"Hey, the poor monk seems to be self-inflicted, it's Xiaoyou's old mistake again! That girl has already turned a corner!" said Fang Yiyuan's struggle, and directly dragged him in, while saying, "Hurry up and lead the way!"

How could Fang Yiyuan be able to defeat Monk Jueshen, so he had to go upstairs appointed, thinking about interrogating him for a while.

Entering the private room, a pot of wine and a few dishes were already placed on the table, and the monk Jueshen said with a smile: "Xiaoyou still remembers the best sip of the poor monk." As he spoke, he picked up the flask and poured a glass for both of them.

Monk Jueshen picked up the cup, took a small sip, and said with great enjoyment: "I haven't touched wine for several days, poor monk, and the wine in this drunken immortal building is really good!"

Fang Yiyuan didn't care what he said, and continued to ask: "The girl who just went with you on the same road, do you recognize the monk?"

Monk Jueshen looked out the window but didn't hear.

Fang Yiyuan had no choice but to shout outside: "Take the pot of good eighteen immortals!" and said to Monk Jueshen: "This is the wine of my drunken immortal building Zhenlou, now I can say it!"

Monk Jueshen turned his head at this time, "Little friend, let's talk about such trivial things while drinking." “

Fang Yiyuan muttered secretly in his heart: "Thicker skin than me!"