The middle-aged man was very indifferent to this, and said with a chuckle: "Third uncle, look at what you said, can I wait, can others wait?"

The middle-aged man looked very casual, as if he was in his own home, took a deep breath, with an intoxicated expression on his face, and tasted back: "It's so fragrant, that's the taste, Kong Laojiu said that I don't know the smell of meat in March, and I don't know the smell of wine for three years! As the saying goes, the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, third uncle, where do you think you can hide again!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned his eyes and looked at Zhang Muyang next to him, and he glanced at Zhang Muyang with a slanted look: "Boy, immortal drunkenness is not something that ordinary people like you can enjoy, get out of here." ”

The middle-aged man's face changed, with a smile, but he looked a little hideous: "Third uncle, life is not easy, you need to be rare, especially when you are old, yo-yo birds, bring grandchildren, why not don't you?"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man said to Zhang Muyang again: "Boy, don't you want to get out? Today's reception, just treat me to a treat." ”

The old woman's fists curled up, her knuckles rattled, but the old man shook his head, and the two stood up, supported each other and walked out the door.

Zhang Muyang stretched his body at the moment, and said slowly: "Old man, have you heard of this sentence? On a rainy day, beat your grandson, and you're idle anyway!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression turned cold, he turned to look at Zhang Muyang, and said coldly: "Boy, what do you say......"

There was a foot in front of him, right in the chest, and the middle-aged man rolled and flew upside down. Fell out of the door, rolled a few times on the mud, slid a few more meters, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Bang!

There was a thunderstorm in the heavens and the earth, lightning in the sky, and heavy rain poured down.

Zhang Muyang drank most of the immortal drunk in one gulp, stood up with a smile, and said in a harmonious voice: "Grandpa Guo, can I have another cup?"

Old man Guo looked at the heavy rain outside the door, listened to the thunder, was stunned for a long time, and nodded violently: "Yes, yes!" hurriedly walked into the kitchen.

With a bang, the wooden door was pushed open, and the middle-aged man supported the door frame with both hands, his brain stood against the door, soaking wet, and the white shirt on his chest was red, which was extremely embarrassed. Looking at Zhang Muyang, there was some horror in his eyes, but he still had a strong voice, and shouted in a strong voice: "Boy, who are you?

"My surname is Ni, call you grandpa!" Zhang Muyang smiled: "What, are your brains squeezed by the door, or are you struck by lightning, didn't I just say that on a rainy day, beating your grandson, you are idle?"

If he could, Zhang Muyang knew that he should keep a low profile. But this is a fairy drunk, if he wants to win the trust of Old Man Guo and teach him the secret recipe, then Old Man Guo's current trouble, he must solve it! This is the first step of trust. It's a must-do.

The middle-aged man squirted out in one breath, his fingers forcefully, deeply embedded in the wooden door. He wanted to get his hands dirty. But Zhang Muyang's toughness directly shocked him, he glanced at Zhang Muyang deeply, and said: Okay, good boy, I remember you, hum!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and left.

"No, I don't think you have remembered. Zhang Muyang spoke, and when the words fell, Zhang Muyang's body slammed up, and he kicked the middle-aged man's body again.

Ahh

Where could the middle-aged man dodge, howling miserably, dancing on all fours, falling far away, and falling headlong into a muddy puddle.

Zhang Muyang said slowly at this time: "To tell you about my experience, people will not be in the same place, only fall once, so, in case you forget me, I will let you deepen your impression." ”

The middle-aged man didn't dare to have any resentment, so he tried to get up, glanced at Zhang Muyang, and didn't care about the pouring rain, so he staggered away.

Old Man Guo also walked up at this time, sighed and said, "Little brother, you are in trouble, you don't know how big a whirlpool you have been stirred into!"

"Perhaps, I don't know, but I want your recipe. There's no way around it. Zhang Muyang smiled, took the wine glass handed by Old Man Guo, and drank it all again.

Looking at Old Man Guo's bewildered look, Zhang Muyang chuckled and said, "Grandpa Guo, excuse me, let's go first." ”

After speaking, Zhang Muyang deliberately put down the wine, copied it with his hand, directly carried Bart on his shoulder, picked up Guo Zirui and Wen Jian between his left and right arms, and walked towards the door.

Old man Guo was completely confused by Zhang Muyang's actions. If this little brother wants his wine recipe, how can he say it so unabashedly. But if he doesn't want it, why should he get involved in his family affairs?

"Hey, it's still raining outside?" Old man Guo finally came to his senses, but saw that the little brother had already walked out. He grabbed two umbrellas and rushed out, his steps were unnoticed, the sky was clear, the autumn was crisp, where was the rain!

"Grandpa Guo, this kind of weather, you will get used to it in the future. By the way, my name is Zhang Muyang!" Zhang Muyang waved his hand back and went away.

After the new rain, there are fewer people and fewer cars. Zhang Muyang didn't bother to go back to school with the three of them, so he randomly found a small hotel and settled the three of them. The three of them slept like pigs, completely unconscious.

In the middle of the month, it rained heavily outside, without warning, and in less than a minute, it came to an abrupt end. Zhang Muyang walked lightly, paid attention to his surroundings, and rushed to the roof.

The aura around him was obviously filled with a lot, and it was the aura brought by the thunderstorm. Later, this kind of thunderstorm was called spiritual rain, which contained aura and could be perceived by practitioners. This is a manifestation of the revival of the earth's heaven and earth aura, but at this moment, not many people know about it.

This kind of spiritual rain comes and goes quickly, and in the period after the rain, the aura is the most abundant and the cultivation is the best. However, Zhang Muyang came up this time, but it was not for the sake of cultivation for a while.

In later generations, he remembered some rumors.

During the period of time when the spiritual rain first came, it seemed that some treasures would show some inexplicable mysteries because of the spiritual rain, and it seemed that they had been recorded in the newspaper and called miracles by those who had a heart. Zhang Muyang didn't have much hope in his heart, but there was absolutely nothing to lose if he tried.

Gangcheng Road is an old street, the building is generally not high, Zhang Muyang stands on the top of the building, climbs high and looks into the distance, and sees the Qingming. The moon hung high, and there was silence. I watched for half an hour and found nothing. Zhang Muyang chuckled and shook his head, rumors are rumors after all, how can you be gullible.

Just as he was about to descend from the upper floor, a dark shadow shrouded him in the distance. Zhang Muyang was shocked, and hurriedly hid, and when he looked up, he saw that it was a goshawk.

The goshawk is big and scary, its wings spread out, almost ten meters, no wonder it can completely cover the bright moon. Its pair of claws are almost the thickness of an adult's arm, and its muscles are bulging, like the roots of a century-old tree. In the shadow of the moonlight, the golden claws flickered and seeped with cold light. Gliding in the sky, there was no sound! Zhang Muyang swallowed his saliva unconsciously, this old guy is so terrifying, there is absolutely no problem in tearing human beings alive.

"Could it be?" This is a gathering area for human beings, how can there be such wild creatures? Zhang Muyang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly jumped down the sewer pipe and chased after him quickly.

There are hidden tracks along the way, and Hawkeye is far more than humans. But fortunately, the goshawk was circling on Gangcheng Road, otherwise it would have been lost.

It was an abandoned building, half-collapsed and littered with broken bricks and rubble. And from time to time, there are bricks and stones falling upstairs, this area is only three months, but more than ten people have died here, which can be described as an out-and-out forbidden area on Gangcheng Road.

Trimester?

Zhang Muyang's heart was beating extremely fast, if he remembered correctly, three months ago, it was the day of the first spiritual rain!