The shopkeeper silently wanted to step forward and help the young man in front of him who was drunk directly without saying a word to the bed, but before he could get closer, a voice appeared directly in his head, "Don't go over, retreat." ”

The shopkeeper was shocked, and was suddenly startled, seeing that Wang Ao who was crawling on the table had already let out a heavy breathing sound, it must not be the voice made by this young man, could it be a ghost!!, "My mother! The shopkeeper, no, haunted!!" The shopkeeper's crying, heart-rending voice sounded in the entire 'Tongfu' inn.

Everyone who was eating at the inn suddenly jumped up from the dining table, and all ran towards the outside of the inn, and the middle-aged female shopkeeper who was settling accounts saw it, with a bitter face, and said with a crying voice: "I drop Niang Ai, money, money hasn't been paid yet!!

Then he glared at the shopkeeper who had already run to the hall viciously, and said, "You melon coward, where the hell are you dripping, all this money is counted on your salary." ”

Suddenly, the shopkeeper looked bitter and aggrieved.

After Wang Ao woke up, he found himself crawling on the table, he was shocked, and his heart was furious, this is really a black shop, he immediately lifted the spear, rushed to the hall, and saw that the shopkeeper was cleaning in front of the store, and the spear in his hand stabbed out a spear flower, and shouted, "Look at me if I don't demolish your black shop today." "I'm going to shoot the shopkeeper to the heart.

When the spear flower was about to pierce into the body of the demented-looking shopkeeper, a big hand easily held Wang Ao's flame gun in his hand, Wang Ao was suddenly startled, and wanted to draw the gun to reflexively, but he couldn't pull a single bit, only to hear the person who grabbed his spear: "This little friend, why is he so angry." ”

Wang Ao saw that this person was powerful, so he said: "This black shop, I have sweat medicine, and I want to make money and kill my life, so I will do the !!right thing for heaven today."

The shopkeeper looked aggrieved, and hurriedly said, "Guest officer, you got drunk yourself." The voice of the female shopkeeper hiding behind the counter with only her head exposed, said, "Yes, yes." ”

Wang Ao looked incredulous, and said: "I am not drunk with a thousand cups, how can I be drunk with a pot of wine." ”

The shopkeeper said: "If the guest officer doesn't believe it, take a pot of wine and drink it and you'll know." ”

Wang Ao was suspicious, walked to the front of the female shopkeeper, reached out and grabbed a pot of wine on the counter, drank it all, and then Wang Ao got drunk again. Lying softly in the hall of the inn.

The shopkeeper was silent, the female shopkeeper was silent, and even the man with advanced cultivation had a black line.

The shopkeeper wanted to help Wang Ao, but just after taking a few steps, another sound sounded in his head, "Don't come here, retreat." Suddenly there was goosebumps, "The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper, the ghost is here again." ”

The female shopkeeper just took a step forward, and her head sounded, "Don't come, step down." It was also goosebumps, and the female shopkeeper had to retreat to the wall in fright, not daring to make a sound.

The man who cultivated to the top of the house looked at the female shopkeeper and the shopkeeper with an inexplicable expression, and walked towards Wang Ao, and as soon as he arrived to the side, the spear suddenly spit out a flame and surrounded the man, the man's face changed, and he exclaimed: "Machine spirit !!"

The man used his body and left Wang Ao's side in an instant, and the flames spit out from the spear began to dissipate after reaching a distance of one meter.

The man looked curiously at the young man lying on the ground in front of him, the things of the machine spirit are generally a particularly rebellious existence, only some powerful people can control it, this young man is just a congenital stage He De can let this machine spirit recognize the master, he is very curious, so he wants to wait for the young man to wake up and ask.

As night fell, Wang Ao woke up slowly, and found himself lying in the hall of the inn, and after remembering what happened before he fainted, he was furious, jumped up, looked at the female shopkeeper who was napping against the wall, and shouted, "You dare to say that you are not a black shop, and you will stun me again." ”

The female shopkeeper was frightened by the young man's voice, and she woke up directly, and when she saw Wang Ao who was angry, she cried and said with a sad face: "Guest officer, aren't you touching porcelain?"

Wang Ao heard the words of the female shopkeeper, so he wanted to tear down the black shop in one go, but he heard a faint voice coming from behind him, "This little friend, you are indeed drunk." ”

When Wang Ao heard this, he turned his head and saw the extremely powerful man looking at him with a black line on his face, holding a wine jug in his hand and some food on the table.

Wang Ao was a little unbelieving, especially on the day he became the lord of the city, he drank a lot of wine with many friends, and he never got drunk, but where did Wang Ao know, all the people who knew him knew that Wang Ao drank a pot, a jar, even if he drank a glass, he would be inexplicably drunk, so the so-called wine in his home is some ordinary water that tastes similar to the wine but has no alcohol, which is something that Mrs. Wang spent a lot of manpower and material resources to research, and it is really pitiful for the hearts of parents in the world!

Wang Ao knew that he was invincible to this person, so he could only be silent and silent.

The man took the wine jug and drank it all, put the empty jug on the table, and then beckoned to Wang Ao, and said, "Little friend, sit down first and speak slowly." Then the man said to the helpless female shopkeeper with a look of grievance: "Shopkeeper, another pot of good wine." ”

Wang Ao had to sit opposite the man, staring at the man tightly, but the man didn't care, took the wine jug handed by the cowering female shopkeeper, took a sip directly, and said with a smile: "Good wine, good wine, this secluded place, there is such an inn, there is such good wine, wonderful, wonderful." ”

Wang Ao began to doubt his life, could it be that he was really drunk by this small pot of wine?

The male character said to Wang Ao with a bright face: "This little friend, how to call it?"

Wang Ao said: "Under Wang Ao, I don't know my predecessors?"

The man said, "You can call me January when you are in the lower dispersion." ”

Wang Ao looked at the January Sanren in front of him and wondered: "January senior, isn't this inn a black shop?"

January Sanren laughed, then grabbed the wine jug, drank the wine handed by the female shopkeeper, and said with a smile: "Wang Xiaoyou, why do you think this inn is a black shop, haha." ”

Wang Ao was silent for a moment and said, "Senior January, after drinking the wine of this inn, he fainted directly, and he felt that this was a black shop. ”

January Sandao: "This inn is brightly lit, you look at the surrounding environment, secluded but not remote, there are countless people coming and going, why do you want to do the black shop, greedy for that momentary wealth, and cut off the road of this life?"

Wang Ao looked puzzled and said, "Senior January, could it be that I can't drink too much?"

January Sanren had a black line on his face, and said silently: "Wang Xiaoyou, your amount of alcohol is really too unexpected for me, and the drunkenness is so sudden." ”

Wang Ao was silent, thinking that the shopkeeper Xie seemed to be drunk unconscious after only one cup of drinking, as a chivalrous warrior, fighting the sword and rivers and lakes is the first, and drinking a thousand cups is not the second, he is a little sad, maybe only the wine at home can realize his drinking a thousand cups without pouring this is one of the necessary skills of a chivalrous warrior.

Yue Sanren looked at the silent Wang Ao, and suddenly said: "I have something to be curious about, can Wang Xiaoyou solve his doubts?"

Wang Ao heard the words of the January Sanren, nodded, and said, "Say it to the seniors in January." ”

After thinking about it carefully, he said to Wang Ao: "Your gun, but it's a flame gun?" After all, the flame gun has some fame in the Wei Kingdom, and it is not difficult to guess that the young man in front of him is Wang Ao.

Wang Ao nodded.

January Sanren said again: "Wang Xiaoyou, how did you get this flame gun?"

Wang Ao informed the Month Scatterer of the Flame Spear, and the Month Scatterer was silent for a moment, and said, "Wang Xiaoyou, do you know that there is a tool spirit in this spear. ”

Wang Ao asked curiously, "Senior January, what is a machine spirit?"

January Sandao: " The so-called instrument spirit, is the heavenly treasure made of all kinds of magic weapons, after the long-term use of the person who holds it, with the time of the magic weapon will slowly be connected with the person who holds it, then there will be a small chance of giving birth to a trace of the magic weapon of its own consciousness, and then through the perennial spiritual power of the person who holds it, it will strengthen this consciousness and be born as a machine spirit, I see that although you have a machine spirit in this spear, but the tool spirit seems to have been damaged, only the trace of consciousness is left in it, if you can cultivate this spear well, you will be born a complete machine spirit, only your machine spirit。 ”

Although the spirit of the instrument has been damaged, not to mention a small congenital stage monk who wants to make him recognize the master, even a Jindan stage monk has no possibility, so the January Scattered people are particularly interested in this Wang Ao.

After Wang Ao heard this, he hugged his fists at this month and said, "Thank you for the guidance of the seniors in January." ”

Yue Sanren waved his hand, and suddenly said, "Does Wang Xiaoyou have a teacher?"

Wang Ao shook his head, after all, what he got from the spear and what he got from the dream, he didn't have a teacher, and he didn't count it as a teacher.

Yue Sanren's eyes lit up, and he said: "Wang Xiaoyou, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" Although he is not talented, his cultivation is also in the Mahayana period, and he is also a little famous in this Xuandong Continent. ”