"Stop!"

"Yunshu, you little bastard, what did you steal from Lao Tzu again!"

With a hearty scolding and a pestle sound, a thin black man with glaring eyes limped to a young man who was bent over and wanted to slip away from the back door of the tavern. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Grandma's...... Do you really think Lao Tzu's restaurant is your backyard?" the old man picked up the wooden stick used as a crutch in his hand and knocked the side of the young man's leg lightly and heavily.

The young man named Yunshu winced, pursed his mouth and lowered his head, the arm held in front of his chest tightened again, and said in a low voice:

"I ...... I'd like to get some medicine......"

The old man cocked his beard, sniffled and said, "What is there to hide? ginseng, ephedra...... And the scorching grass, what the hell is this! That guy's sick again?"

Yun Shu raised his head and looked at the old man, his eyes looked dull and a little timid, and he nodded stunnedly.

"Phew! he should have died a long time ago!" the old man spat at the mouth, "The lungs are almost rotten, and he is half dead all day, so it is better to kick his legs early!"

Seeing him limp towards the cabinet against the wall not far away, his mouth kept muttering: "Lao Tzu, this is a tavern, not a pharmacy! That old stubborn disciple with three disciples who have already reached the realm of Yisheng can't even save money to buy medicine...... Stupid!"

The old man leaned on the wooden stick, and kept pulling open one small drawer after another in front of him with one hand, looking at the young man and shouting: "Eight times! I told you eight times! That old thing's illness can't use ginseng, and ephedra doesn't have an egg! His lungs became like that, it was eroded by the frost qi of the northern land, and the wounds caused by the methods of the Frost King, how could such an ordinary medicine be effective for cultivators!"

"Forget it, you can't remember, you poor thing who was born with a lost soul......" The old man shook his head as he took things out of the drawer.

"This is white sand grass, which can slightly neutralize the cold in his body, and this red sunflower leaf will keep him from suffocating to death by the ice in his throat, this boiling crystal, hehe...... This is what we waited for the king to ...... back then," Speaking of this, the old man glanced vigilantly at the lobby, and then turned his head and smiled proudly:

"After meeting with the army of the king of war, he went west into the sea of yellow sand, and the king of war together entered the nest and killed the female worm, this boiling crystal was taken out of the carapace of the female worm, the best medicine, it was really painful for him to use, and he hid it for so long...... Alas, forget it!"

The old man looked regretful and reluctant, but he still put the dark red crystal-like object, along with the medicinal herbs he had obtained earlier, into a wooden box, and continued: "Finally, it should be ......"

As he was talking, he heard shouting from the lobby.

"Where's the wine? old lame, hasn't the wine been served yet?"

"What's coming!"

The old man who said it looked angry: "Grandma's, this group of rice buckets ......" He withdrew his hand, turned to look at the young man and said:

"Wait here! There is still a lack of medicine, and you can't die if you use that grandfather!"

Yun Shu's eyes widened, and he grinned and nodded vigorously.

"Stupid!" the old man cursed, looking at the wooden shelves on the other wall, on which were all large and small jars of wine.

The old man raised his left arm very casually and stretched out his hand, just flipping one by one, and on the wooden shelf opposite, there were three jars of wine that broke away from the wooden shelf, swirled and flew towards him, and then stopped in front of the old man with a slight sway, dripping and turning, and it was floating in the air like this.

"Ahh

The old man rolled his eyes and said, "Rare and strange...... I have already taught Yan Li this sea decision, but what is the result? Your senior brother is so stupid that he has a fight with you! You don't need to learn it, you should be a scholar every day, and hide it deeper than Lao Tzu! You Yun should be taught, with your third senior brother's temperament, maybe you can take it out and show your face to the old man......

He was nagging, and the movements of his hands did not stop, in Yun Shu's eyes, the old man just used the wooden stick in his right hand to light up on the air, and then, in Yun Shu's ears, there were three consecutive light sounds.

On the wine jar, the hemp rope used to tie the red cloth sealed on the mouth of the jar has been broken by the wooden stick in the old man's hand, the old man's left hand pulled back, and then spread out his palm upward, and the wine that was opened in the three jars fell on his hand and stood in a line! Yun Shu raised his arm in surprise and opened his mouth, watching the old man holding the wine, limping into the lobby.

"The wine is coming, the wine is coming, a few heroes drink it slowly!" the old man put the wine jar on the table, waved his hand, and said, "This wine is very strong!"

There were six people sitting at the table, and after hearing the words, the man at the head leaned out and picked up an altar, sniffed it at the mouth of the altar with his nose, and his eyes immediately brightened a little.

"It's strong! I haven't smelled such a rush in years. The man nodded in praise, and then, he suddenly looked up at the old man and asked:

"However, since the war between Dayan and the barbarians in the north, it has long been clearly ordered that the people are not allowed to use grain to make alcohol, and this war has been fought for several years, how can a small restaurant like you have such good wine?"

The old man lazily leaned over the edge of the table next to him, and said with a smile: "Well...... No matter what line of work you do, how can you not have a way?"

"Hey, old-timer, it's so tiring to talk and sell guanzi! Let me guess, this wine was transported from Fengyuan City in the south?" asked one of the people in the banquet with a smile.

Without waiting for the old man to answer, the people around him interjected: "Probably not, this is an important town in Wangbei City, backed by the Blue River, and nine hundred miles to the north is the boundary of Xingjun, which has already been divided into a war zone." Dayan has set up a checkpoint in the south, and now it is estimated that except for the transferred troops, not a single bird will be released!"

"Well, knowledgeable!" the old man bowed his head to the side.

"That'...... If you want to smuggle from General Du's Zhangping City, you probably won't have enough to live. The man muttered again.

"It's from the west. Among the six, a boy who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old put down his wine bowl and said.

"There is a smell of wheat in this wine. ”

Hearing this, the leader-like man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the old man: "The place where Hu Wheat is planted is only to the west of Rouran, and you are just a lame man who has not been out of the main entrance of the tavern for two months and can only walk three steps in one breath, then, where did your wine come from?"

The old man held the stick and smiled meaningfully: "As soon as you enter this room, I will know that you are not here to drink. Plus, this kid has a pretty good tongue. ”

I saw that the six people stood up at the same time at this moment, surrounding the old man in the center, with a wary look on their faces.

One of the teenagers patted his diagonal straddle and replied, "I use this, it's even better!"

Yun Shu, who was secretly watching this scene in the back room, took a step back in fright.

Where his gaze was, on the waists of the men, hung knives that had not yet been unsheathed.