In the Yuelai Inn in a small town at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

Yang San ordered a table of signature dishes, and tasted love wine while eating, so unhappy.

This love wine is the secret recipe that he and Huang Yi want to come, and they brew it themselves, otherwise no matter how much wine there is, Yang San will drink it out.

Over the years, he has traveled all over the mountains and rivers with one donkey and one donkey, and has walked the places where he and Xiaolongnu have gone again.

Just now I came down from Zhongnan Mountain, and I also saw the new heirs of the ancient tomb.

However, Yang San did not stay in the ancient tomb for long, but lay on the cold jade bed for a while before leaving the ancient tomb.

"Do you know that Wudang Zhang Zhenren's 100th birthday is about to begin!"

"Who doesn't know, this is a major event in our rivers and lakes, and it must be an unprecedented festival at that time."

"Then do you know that Zhang Cuishan, the five heroes of Wudang, reappeared in the rivers and lakes a few days ago and married Yin Susu, the daughter of the leader of the Heavenly Eagle Sect."

"What? Is this true? ”

The sound of conversation at the next table made Yang San hand over the wine, but he quickly smiled lightly and drank it again.

In a blink of an eye, it's been ten years, so since you just know that the plot is about to start, let's go and participate.

"Little Er, check out."

Yang San casually threw a few pieces of broken silver on the table, and walked out with his wine jug.

"Come slowly, you can come often."

Xiao Er's eyes swept and he knew that there must be a lot of money for the meal, so he immediately happily sent Yang San out of the restaurant.

Yang San lay on his little donkey, gulping down the love wine in the wine jug, there is Xiaoke, he is not afraid that the little donkey will go the wrong way.

Unconsciously, Yang San had arrived in the town at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Yang San calculated the time and found that it was only the sixth day of the fourth month, and there were still two days left before Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, and Yang San, who didn't want to go to Wudang Mountain now, simply wandered around.

Until a secluded woods outside the town.

"Kill me, I will not betray my father."

A childish child's voice suddenly attracted Yang San's attention, Yang San kicked the donkey under him, and the little donkey walked towards the source of the sound very eye-catchingly.

After a while, I suddenly saw two strange old men questioning a child.

These two old men not only look strange, but the weapons they use are even stranger, one looks like a pen but not a pen, and the other is a strange crutch.

Seeing these two people, Yang San suddenly understood, one with a pen and the other with a crutch, and the old man who was still inseparable, there was only one pair in Yitian.

At this point in time, most of this half-grown child is the true protagonist of Yitian, Zhang Wuji?

The footsteps of the little donkey obviously attracted the attention of the other party, and the crane pen quickly blocked the child behind him, while the other deer cane guest looked at Yang San vigilantly with a strange-shaped cane.

"Who?"

"Fellow travelers."

Yang San lay on the donkey and said lazily, while drinking wine from time to time.

This advanced word made the two elders of Xuan Ming confused, and they had never heard of this name in the rivers and lakes.

"Fellow travelers, run, they're bad guys."

Suddenly, the child took advantage of the old man's unpreparedness and shouted loudly to Yang San, but was soon caught by Hebi Weng again.

"Hmph, whether you are a travel friend or a horse friend, get out of here quickly, otherwise don't blame the old man for not leaving anyone under the cane."

Although Lu Cane Ke didn't know Yang San's identity, he saw that Yang San had a fearless appearance, and now it was the county lord's plan, more things were better than less, if it was in the past, he would have smashed it with a cane.

Yang San stretched his waist, sat up from the donkey, and squinted drunken at the child in Hebi Weng's hand.

Well, it shouldn't be wrong, the body is cold and internal, but he looks tenacious, he has been gritting his teeth and never crying, even if it is not, with what you just said, Lao Tzu will be saved.

"Put down the kid and go."

Yang San casually slapped his hand at the two elders of Xuan Ming, looking at them with great disgust.

"Look for death."

Seeing the strange-shaped cane, the deer stick quickly slashed at Yang San's head, and this shot was to kill Yang San.

"Really, it's going to waste a drop of my good wine again."

Yang San didn't even look at the oncoming crutches, slowly untied the wine jug on his waist, and poured a big sip into his mouth casually.

"Big brother, be careful."

The child in Hebi Weng's hand looked at Yang San in horror, although he didn't know martial arts, but he had seen his father and stepfather practice martial arts all year round, and he only felt that this ruthless old man was not inferior to his father and mother at all.

saw that Yang San's sip of wine seemed to be poured too quickly, and a trace of wine that he hadn't had time to swallow slipped from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the setting sun shines through the leaves, and a drop of wine shimmers with colorful light and quickly drips.

Yang San's free hand casually flicked forward, as if sweeping dust, and just hit the drop of wine.

"Pounce...... Burst. ”

The deer stick man flipped over in pain, and the crutches in his hand had already fallen off.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Although I don't know what happened to the deer sticker, it was obviously a secret loss in the hands of Yang San, and the crane pen weng didn't care about the child, so he anxiously ran forward to help the deer sticker up.

The child also cleverly ran behind Yang San and poked out half of his head curiously.

Holding his right shoulder, the deerman looked back at a large tree not far away, where there was a newly-revealed hole from which the sun was shining in just in time.

"I'm fine."

Lu Zhuke whispered to Hebi Weng, and then bowed to Yang San respectfully.

"I don't know how offensive the god of wine is, and please be angry."

Hebi Weng, who was holding the deer sticker, looked at Yang San in horror.

In the past ten years, a legendary figure has emerged in the rivers and lakes, no one knows his name, only that he has been riding a little donkey for many years, and he has been drinking all day long.

If it weren't for someone who didn't open his eyes to provoke him, even if you were famous, it would be a drop of wine.

However, in the eyes of the people, he was a great hero, and he was called the god of wine.

"Let's go, don't appear in front of me in the future."

Yang San wiped his mouth casually, not looking at them.

Lu Zhu Ke thanked him again and again before leaving in a hurry with Hebi Weng, and as for the children behind Yang San, they didn't dare to mention half a sentence at all.

It wasn't until Lu Zhu Ke and Crane Bi Weng walked away that the child came out from behind Yang San and bowed to Yang San in a good manner.

"Thank you big brother for saving your life, great kindness, no taboo can be repaid."

Yang San squinted drunkenly, it was really Zhang Wuji, it was rare to meet the protagonist, Yang San couldn't help but laugh.

"Can't get anything to pay? That means you're not going to report it? ”

"Huh? No, no, Mowgli doesn't mean that, it's just ......"

Zhang Wuji didn't expect Yang San to ask such a question, and immediately scratched his head and scratched his ears, I don't know what to do.

"Hahaha, then wait until you think about it and then tell me, think slowly, I have time to wait for your reward."

Looking at Zhang Wuji's hurried appearance, Yang San was inexplicably happy, sure enough, people's happiness is based on the pain of others.