After a while, a dirty-looking Xiaoyao Changsheng brought up a pot of steaming hodgepodge from the room and placed it on the stone table.

The old guy who didn't care about wiping the from the corners of his eyes came out of the house with a gust of wind, jumped on the stone chair at once, took out the wine gourd, drank wine and ate meat, and didn't care about the existence of free immortality.

Xiaoyao Changsheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the hodgepodge of fragrance attracted the little monkey over, looking at the living fairy as pitifully as Xiaoyao Changsheng.

Standing aside, watching the old guy eat and drink, and when the living immortal drank so much that his eyes were red and his tongue was curling, Xiaoyao Changsheng leaned over his little face and said with a smile: "Living immortal, what is your name?"

Xiao Yao Changsheng has always been suspicious of the name of the living immortal, so he always wants to take advantage of the old guy's drunkenness.

The drunken living immortal tilted his head and scolded at the carefree immortal: "Little rabbit cub, isn't the name just a thing? What is the difference between calling a little bastard and calling a cat or a dog? What kind of ball are you, and some of them are still called dogs? They haven't lived for seventy-three or eighty-four, and the king of Hades and Laozi please don't go." ”

After scolding this pass, the living immortal glared at the rabbit and raised his palm, so frightened that Xiao Yao Changsheng ran aside like a ghost with his head in his arms, because if he didn't run again, the living immortal's heartfelt feet would be kicked over.

ran to the side and stared at the living immortal with his eyes, and even some began to wonder if the person in front of him was really an old hunter, because he had never seen a living immortal hunting, not to mention hunting wolves, even if the wolf hair was free and immortal, he didn't see a single one.

Standing in a place where the living immortals couldn't beat him, Xiaoyao Changsheng put his hands on his waist pole, and said a little unconvinced: "Living immortals, don't be hard-mouthed, beware that the eagle won't eat your meat if you die." ”

Tilting his head and pouring a sip of wine, the living fairy stalked his neck and continued to scold: "Little rabbit cub, Lao Tzu kindly picked you up, do you know how much food Lao Tzu wasted? Lao Tzu is better than you even if he raises a dog, and the dog can at least guard the door, what will you do? You will only waste food and make dung!"

No matter how the living immortal scolded, Xiaoyao Changsheng didn't dare to fight back, and when he met such an irresponsible living immortal, he really couldn't cry in his dreams in the middle of the night.

From the time he came here to the present, Xiaoyao Changsheng has been wearing burlap clothes, and he has eaten cabbage and a living immortal, he is really a miser, he wants the horses to run, but also the horses do not eat grass, and almost all the silver has turned into cat urine yellow soup and poured into his stomach.

In the home of the living immortals, there is an unwritten rule, that is, the living immortals eat meat, the little monkeys gnaw bones, and the free immortal can only drink soup.

This monkey seems to be the local mountain monkey of Daba Mountain, there is nothing special about it, as for when he came to this house, I am afraid that he has already forgotten the living gods to Java.

"Little bastard, come, meet the Great Sage!"

For such a mountain monkey who was being played with, this old guy came over and grabbed Xiaoyao Changsheng's ears, and asked Xiaoyao Changsheng to kneel in front of the little monkey and bow three times and bow to the little monkey and call the little monkey the Great Sage, which shows that this old guy is not only an old drunkard, but also an old fool.

"Meet the Great Sage!" Xiao Yao Changsheng could only obediently kneel down and kowtow to meet the little monkey.

Every time the free immortal is very strange, drunk to see that there are three shadows of the living immortal, as long as he makes a move, he can't escape the palm of the living immortal, it is really too evil, you must know that the free immortal is also a little hunter, in terms of skills, it is still quite good, but in front of the living immortal, he has become a lamb.

was scared of being cleaned up by the living immortals, no matter what the living immortals did, they could only accept it in a free and easy way.

The little monkey sat on the Taishi chair in all directions, grinning while drinking, enjoying the filial piety of the old guy and the free immortal.

The monkey wears a hat, the orangutan shakes a fan, and it really thinks of itself as a human being.

As for why the living immortal is better to the little monkey than to Xiaoyao Changsheng, Xiaoyao Changsheng doesn't know the reason, and he doesn't bother to ask, he knows that if he asks, it will be in vain, and the living immortal will not tell him at all.

After worshipping the Great Sage, the living immortal took a bloodstained fire fork from the corner of the wall and began to perform and kill all sides.

Such an old guy, he actually said that he was a master of the world, and he didn't want the world's fights and killings to live in seclusion in this small village and live a fairy-like free life.

For such words, don't say that Xiaoyao Changsheng won't believe it, even if you coax ghosts, you won't come to light the lights in the middle of the night.

Seeing that the performance of the living immortal was about to end, Xiaoyao Changsheng smiled bitterly in his heart: "You living immortal, you are going to sing love songs again." ”

Sure enough, a living immortal who had lost his fire fork staggered towards the west end of the village.

At the west end of the village is the home of the widow Osmanthus Xi Shi.

In Xinghua Village, if you want to say who brews the best wine, of course, it is Osmanthus Shih Tzu, I heard that the immortals brewed by Osmanthus Shih Tzu are drunk, so that the immortals who fly with the sword above the green clouds smell the wine and plant their heads, and take the sword in their hands for wine and drink.

Slowly following behind the living immortals, seeing the living immortals arrived at the gate of Osmanthus Xi Shi, Xiaoyao Changsheng chose a place to start basking in the sun, he knew that the living immortals sang, there was no hour that would not stop, just take the opportunity to sleep.

At a certain moment, in the ears of Xiaoyao Changsheng, there was no ghost cry like a living immortal breaking a gong, and Xiaoyao Changsheng knew that the living immortal should be drunk like mud.

Slowly came to the gate of Osmanthus Xi Shi, the living immortal, lying on the ground on all fours, was already snoring like thunder, and his mouth was full of saliva and his chin was wet.

Look at the living immortals, think about the osmanthus Xi Shi, how can you figure out where the osmanthus Xi Shi can charm the living immortals, the bucket waist, the big fart * stock, isn't it just that she can give birth to and raise it? No wonder her children are like a litter of mice, and they are worried about eating the last meal.

Helping the living immortal up and carrying it on his back, the living immortal who drank the wine was so heavy that it seemed to carry a coffin on his back, and every time he got him home, Xiaoyao Changsheng had to use the strength to eat milk, and he was so angry that he wanted to jump into the river.

This village, although it makes a living from hunting, also practices literature and martial arts, and in addition to a bookstore in the village, there is also a martial arts hall.

Although it is a library and a martial arts hall, the gentleman of the library and the teacher of the martial arts hall are the same person, this old man, in Xinghua Village is very respected, the words spoken are like the holy decree of the emperor, everyone is like the old man's devout believers.

As an ancient civilization and a state of etiquette, the Dashu Dynasty has a set of respected moral rules, whether it is a court or a mountain, whether it is an ordinary man or a cultivator.

The children in the village basically work in the morning, practice martial arts in the afternoon, and study in the evening.

For the hunting ability of the living immortals, even if the people in the village say that they are superb, they will not believe it, because every time the living immortals go out to hunt, they carry either pheasants or lynxes, and they don't even see a wolf hair and tiger whiskers.

A year after Xiaoyao Changsheng came to Xinghua Village, the living immortal suddenly gave Xiaoyao Changsheng four things, that is, the mountain opening axe, the wood-chopping knife, the bamboo flat pole and the kudzu hemp rope.

Xiaoyao Changsheng was immediately dumbfounded when he saw these things, and a clear-eyed person knew at a glance that this living immortal wanted to train him to be a woodcutter who went up the mountain to chop wood, and a fisherman who went down to the river to fish.

In the Origin Realm, he is a masterpiece of a generation, the pride of the sky, and he never imagined that he would come to the mortal realm and become a cat and a dog, and it seems that he no longer has a chance to get ahead, so that Xiao Yao Changsheng regretted flying into this world a little.

The arrangement of the living immortals, Xiaoyao Changsheng has also resisted a few times, but his arms have never been able to twist his thighs, and in the end, Xiaoyao Changsheng can only obediently accept his fate, who called himself such an old waste who is addicted to alcohol.

In the days to come, the living immortal seemed to deliberately want to torture Xiaoyao Changsheng, holding the mountain axe and smiling illiciously at Xiaoyao Changsheng: "Little rabbit cub, Kaishan axe, ghost sorrow, as long as you cut out the tofu can be blown through the light and blow, then you are a peerless master!"

For the little trick of the living gods and ghosts, Xiaoyao Changsheng didn't dare to blow his beard and stare at his eyes in front of him, but he sneered behind his back, secretly scolding the old guy for playing himself as a monkey when he was full.

Scolding and scolding, Xiaoyao Changsheng still has to pretend to deal with the living immortals, even if it is three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, time always has to be mixed, otherwise you will get a fat beating and become a pig.

What's interesting is that after a long time, I have been painting cats and tigers, and I have really trained some fame for Xiaoyao Changsheng.

A piece of tofu is in the hands of Xiaoyao Changsheng, a few axes go down, and the cut out tofu slices are not only too light and blown, not to mention, on the thin tofu slices, between the heavy opening axe, a lotus flower will appear vividly.

At this time, the drunken old waste squinted at Xiaoyao Changsheng and scolded: "Hehe, little bastard, Lao Tzu's peerless kung fu can make your doll like this, Lao Tzu can brag to him even if he sees the Lord of Yama, at least be a little judge for Lao Tzu, otherwise, Lao Tzu will smash his palace of the King of Yama." ”

For such words, Xiaoyao Changsheng doesn't know if the living immortal is praising or abusing him, anyway, he treats the living immortal as a wind in his ear, and his left ear goes in and his right ear comes out.

After a year, the living immortals did not test how well they practiced the peerless kung fu of Xiaoyao Changsheng, and took a woodcutter and said to Xiaoyao Changsheng: "Little rabbit cub, woodcutter, ghost blowing lamp, when did you cut a pair of wings of a fly with two knives, and cut off the fly's butt * eye with one knife, then you are a peerless master." ”

There was no way to live forever, so he could only roll his eyes at the old guy, draw a scoop according to the gourd, and start the cultivation of chopping woodcutters and flies again.

Since Xiaoyao Changsheng came to Xinghua Village for two years, some of the children in the same village can shoot eagles and catch roe deer, and the living gods have not taught him a little bit about hunting skills, as long as he has free time, he forces Xiaoyao Changsheng to practice woodcutters.