Mu Qing was warm and gentle, and immediately turned her head vigilantly, and Lu Yan and the others also subconsciously took a defensive posture.

When they turned their heads, they saw an old man of about fifty years of age sitting cross-legged on the grass casually.

At first glance, you will think that this old man is a member of the Buddhist family, firstly, because the old man is wearing a robe at this time, although the robe is a little tattered, and even a lot of pudding, but you can still distinguish that this is indeed a robe that only Buddhist people wear in meetings.

The second is that the old man has a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and he just used the word "donor" to call Mu Qingnuan.

But if this old man is a member of the Buddhist family, it is not true. One is that the old man did not shave his hair like other monks, but instead had long black hair. And the old man was still holding a gourd in his hand, and when the gourd was opened, the old man was drinking......

Even though there was a certain distance from each other, I could still smell the smell of wine wafting from the gourd. Can a monk abstain from alcohol and sex, where can a person who drinks so aggressively be a monk?

What's more, this old man still has a whisk in his hand, and whisk dust is something that only Taoists use......

How can such a strangely dressed old man suddenly appear here without being vigilant?

Mu Qingnuan and Wen Rou and the others didn't say anything for a while.

The old man threw his head back and took a long sip of wine, and the liquor that he had not had time to swallow lingered down the corners of his mouth. The strange old man didn't mind, he directly wiped off the wine with his cuffs, and then stood up, patted his buttocks, and looked at Mu Qingnuan and the others with a wave of dust.

Seeing Mu Qingnuan and the others looking at him with a wary face, the old man actually put on a hurt look, "The old man, a bad old man who has already stepped into the coffin with half a foot, is now so disgusted by a few of you little girls in the prime of life, I am really saddened." ”

No matter how vigilant Fang Cai was, now listening to the old man's words, Mu Qingnuan and the others only felt a cold sweat on the back of their heads, and then they wanted to hit someone.

The wrinkles on the old man's face are indeed obvious, but if he is very old, he is not necessarily true. Especially if he didn't have black hair, I'm afraid Mu Qingnuan and the others would believe him even more in the sentence "half a foot has stepped into the coffin".

Before Mu Qingnuan could speak, he saw the old man who was originally scattered in front of them in the blink of an eye.

And it was only a moment before they could see the old man take a step forward......

With such a huge difference in strength, Mu Qingnuan and the others stood with cold hairs behind them, because they knew that if the old man wanted to do something to them, even if they resisted with all their might, they would not be the old man's opponent at all.

Even in the hands of this old man, they couldn't hold a move at all.

"This little benefactor, your catastrophe is coming." Just when a few people were on guard, the old man said such a sentence inexplicably.

As he spoke, the old man raised his head and took another sip of wine. Because it is closer, the flavor of this wine is stronger.

Although Mu Qingnuan didn't know much about wine, now that she smelled the aroma of wine, she also knew that the wine contained in the gourd in the old man's hand was absolutely extraordinary.

But now was not the time for her to stop and study what this extraordinary wine was.

"Why did the master say this?" Mu Qingnuan raised her hand to block Wen Rou and the others behind her, looked at the old man and asked.