Three thousand miles east of the Wild Temple, on the side of the ancient road extending southeast from Tiger Roaring Mountain, the lonely wilderness is the season when the grass grows and the warbler flies.

The small shop of the He family, which is a day's walk away from Canal Town, is also the same as in the past, standing alone beside the ancient road, welcoming passing travelers. Boss He, the owner of the small shop, naturally doesn't remember how many customers he greeted and sent away, and the people passing by naturally looked like anything. But in the course of three days, he became sure that, despite his age, he would remember such a guest.

In fact, it is not very accurate to say that it is a guest, but in reality, it should be a guest who only cares about drinking.

Three days ago, Boss He, who was standing outside the store next to the ancient road to solicit customers, saw this dusty-faced man walking from the ancient road, and somehow, he felt a little familiar. At that time, he stepped forward, and wanted to say that he would pull the guest into the small shop to rest for a while, but he only said one sentence:

"Guest, there is hot tea and wine in our store, why don't you go inside and rest......"

Before the words could be spoken, the man who looked very haggard suddenly disappeared from his eyes, and the next moment, when Boss He came back to his senses, the man was already sitting at the wooden table in his small shop. And on the table, there was a silver ingot, which was enough to eat and drink in this small shop for three days.

Boss He was naturally overjoyed, and hurriedly served wine and food, but to his surprise, this guest really stayed in his small shop for three days and three nights, and until today, it seems that he has no intention of going on the road.

The man's spirit was obviously very bad, and in the past three days, Boss He didn't see him say a word or laugh once. Every time he brought the food to the table, the man just looked at the flask silently, and then drank slowly.

It's just that the amount of alcohol this guest officer seems to be extremely poor, every time he drinks a little, Boss He estimates in his heart that it is less than half a pot, and the whole person falls on the wine table, unconscious.

To be honest, Boss He opened a store here, although the place is remote, but because there are many merchants in the past, he can be regarded as a somewhat knowledgeable person, but in the past three days, he has sworn countless times in his heart that he has really seen the person who can't drink the most and has the worst amount of alcohol in his life.

He slept most of the time with the smell of wine, and woke up once in a while, only looking around with his eyes blankly, and occasionally the wine bottle was brought to his side, and he only had a little brilliance in his eyes, and lazily stretched out his hand to touch his head, and then seemed to think of something sad, picked up the flask and drank it again, and after a while, he fell asleep again.

Sometimes Boss He also secretly thinks that this man should not be a madman. It's just that although he is just an ordinary shopkeeper, he still feels that this man is different from other passers-by. Not to mention, the three days that this man stayed in this small shop, the mosquitoes that used to be the most numerous at this time of night suddenly disappeared, and what is more, every late at night, the sound of ghosts crying that often echoed in the wilderness of the ancient road outside the small shop disappeared as if he was frightened by something. So much so that Boss He was used to hearing these ghosts crying wolf, and suddenly it was so quiet in the past three days that he couldn't sleep.

At dusk on this day, Boss He stood behind the counter of the small shop, closed the account book that had just been calculated, and sighed. Then he looked into his shop.

Outside the window, the remnant sun and the faint afterglow of the sunset in the west illuminated the sky, and at the same time, it also shone in from the window of the small shop, stretching the tables and chairs here and reflecting them on the ground, as if time was also quietly passing by here.

Boss He's mood suddenly changed a little, and he was confused for a while, even if he was over fifty. Although the guy who helped always said that he looked only about forty, he knew that his body was still gradually failing.

The years are not forgiving, so just live a lifetime?

He stared at the shadows of the ever-lengthening tables and chairs on the floor, and when he looked up, he saw the mottled marks on the four walls of the small shop.

The lonely remnant sun, shining on his face, has a bit of inexplicable vicissitudes of life.

He sighed and shook his head, don't think about these things. Boss He smiled bitterly, picked up the ledger and walked towards the only customer in the small shop and his monkey at the moment.

The guest was always sitting at the very back table, and at the moment, as usual, was drunk and unmoving.

Boss He walked up to the guest, coughed, and cleared his throat. Boss He retracted his gaze, but somehow, he was a little nervous in his heart, even he couldn't say it clearly, and coughed a few more times before he said cautiously: "This ...... Sir. ”

The man in front of him didn't move.

Boss He was a little embarrassed, but he still said: "Uh, guest officer, that's the case, the ingot of silver you paid three days ago has now been used up, and the store has a small profit, isn't it ......?"

The man didn't know if he was really drunk, but he lay there, but there was still no movement.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a "ding" sound, and a silver ingot jumped twice on the table and appeared in front of Boss He. Boss He looked at it, but the man didn't know where he took out the silver stolen by the ingot and threw it in his face.

Boss He hurriedly put it away and received it in his arms, but hesitated for a moment, glanced at the man, took out the silver again, opened the placket, and put it in his underwear.

Just as he had collected the money and was about to speak to the man again, a voice suddenly came from the door of the shop:

"Is anyone there?"

Boss He was stunned for a moment, looked back, and saw two people standing at the door, a man and a woman, led by an old man, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, a white cloth hanging on it, with the words "immortals guiding the way" written on it; beside him, there was a girl who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful face and a smile on her face.

These two people, old and young, the old one is the fairy wind bones, and the few are beautiful and delicate.

Boss He hurriedly greeted him, and it was better to greet the guests who had just arrived first. I saw him greet him and smile: "Yes, yes, two guest officers, may I ask if you want to eat or stay in the hotel?"

The old man at the head smiled, squinted his eyes and smiled: "What, Boss He, don't you know us?"

Boss He was stunned, and carefully looked at the old man for a while, but he couldn't remember that he was doing business on the side of this ancient road, and there were so many passers-by in the past, how could he remember them one by one, so he had to shake his head in embarrassment, and said: "I'm sorry, guest officer, I'm getting older, and my memory is not good." ”

The old man had compassion on his face, shook his head and sighed: "Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity, most of the mortals in the world are like this, there is a fairy fate in front of them, but there is no discernment to know." ”

Boss He was shocked in his heart, and he was a little in awe, and looked at the old man carefully, only to see that his white beard was fluttering, and he was a crane bone fairy wind, most of whom were masters of Taoism. Although he didn't know why the master looked like a gentleman, and the girl next to the old man looked disapproving, but he thought that since he was a master, he naturally couldn't understand it to mortals like himself.

Thinking of this, Boss He already had a little more respect on his face, and said respectfully: "Yes, yes, this guest officer...... No, master inside please. ”

The old man agreed, and swaggered in with the bamboo pole of the immortal guiding the way, and the girl behind him shook her head with a wry smile.

These two people are naturally Zhou Daxian and Zhenzhen's grandson.

During this time, the two of them revisited their hometown, anyway, they wandered the world, they could go anywhere, and they walked back to this ancient road. It's also a shame that Zhou Daxian is like a ghost, and he still remembers that Boss He, a person who opened a small shop on the side of the road, came up and dressed up as a master, and bluffed Boss He was shocked.

Seeing that Boss He was respectful to himself, Zhou Daxian was very proud, and ordered a few dishes in a big way, and when Boss He walked away quickly to prepare, he turned around and was about to brag to Zhenzhen and the Wild Dog Daoist, but suddenly saw Zhenzhen suddenly have an incredible expression, and his eyes were straight to the ground.

Zhou Daxian said strangely: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Zhenzhen raised her arm, which seemed to have become a little heavy, and pointed to the depths of the small shop: "See for yourself." ”

Zhou Daxian glared at him, turned his head to look, and suddenly his body was also shocked.

In the afterglow of the twilight sun, the last rays of light fell from the window, and in the dim corner of the deep shop, a man figure, and above the table, in the shadows, a three-eyed monkey was looking at them.

Zhenzhen was stunned and shouted in a low voice:

"Big brother?"

Putting the steaming dishes on the table, Boss He retreated behind the counter, reopened the account book, and pretended to settle the accounts, but his eyes turned slightly, and he quietly looked at the customers in the small shop from time to time between the lines.

Zhou Daxian and Zhenzhen were already sitting at the general's table at this moment, and as for the newly ordered dishes, they were naturally sent to this table, but they had no appetite.

The eyes of Zhou Daxian and the others silently looked at the man who was serving on the side of the table.

Zhenzhen was silent for a long time, slowly stretched out her hand, pushed the man, and called in a low voice: "Will ...... Minister. ”

The man's body was pushed by her, but he didn't react. Next to him, Zhou Daxian and Zhenzhen glanced at each other and looked at each other.

The man's figure and appearance were naturally the generals they had seen in the past, but this person, who had frightened countless people, had become so depressed at this moment, they couldn't react at once.

Zhenzhen turned her head and said in amazement, "How did he change his appearance like this?"

Zhou Daxian shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't ask the two of us about this, how do we know." ”

Zhenzhen was stunned and looked at Zhou Daxian, who said in a low voice: "Let's see." ”

Zhenzhen smiled, turned her gaze back from there, and returned to the general, but she didn't notice that Zhou Daxian, who had not been silent for a long time, was also staring at the general, and a strange light gradually flashed in his eyes.

As night approached, the sky was covered with dark clouds, which were very low, and it was a little breathless to watch.

In this case, there are no stars and no moon, and at the foot of the barren mountain, there is only a bonfire on one of the leeward slopes.

Zhou Daxian and his entourage, with the newly joined generals, walked along the ancient road, and came to the foot of Tiger Roaring Mountain on this day, and it was getting late, so they lit a fire in this leeward place, and prepared to sleep in the wild.

Although he has been away all the year round and has long been accustomed to these things, once Zhou Daxian sat down, he still cried out in pain, and kept beating his back with his hands, as if he was about to break his waist. Helplessly, the others didn't pay attention to him, and after calling for a while, he couldn't help but be bored, and slowly stopped.

Zhenzhen squatted beside the fire and put her hands on the fire to warm up, while Zhou Daxian put down the generals he was carrying and many packages and walked to the side of the fire, which was the real gasp.

After Zhenzhen decided to take the generals away, the generals were so drunk for a long time, they woke up once in a while, looked at the people around them, and turned a blind eye, summoned the wine bag, opened the wine bag on his back and kept drinking, and after a while, he was actually drunk again, and he was really drunk and dreamed of death.