"Come on, come on! The shopkeeper is going to kill someone! God is pitiful, in addition to the skin and bones, my old man's whole body is only a few dozen catties, and he actually wants my old man to make human meat buns, black shop, black shop!" In the crowd, there was a shout from one person, like killing a pig.

The people around pointed and pointed, some scolded the shopkeeper for doing business in broad daylight, and some scolded the old Taoist priest for not being a thing, and it was as lively as a mule and horse market.

"You old thing! For seven days in a row, every day when it was falling, you came to me to cheat and cheat, and after eating, you flew away, and now you actually did something to my mother-in-law, I really don't know whether to live or die! I don't do you today, and I have insulted my means! Tie me up!" The shopkeeper gave an order, and a group of children rushed into the crowd, tied their shoulders and backs, and grabbed an old man.

Huang Shiren put his hands in his hands, looked at this scene with a smile, only to see this old way, white flowers have a big head, but the body is skinny, a black Taoist robe is dirty and torn, greasy, sewing and mending, a goatee twisted and twisted and curled, a blue and black and red on the face, all colors are used, the oil sludge is old and thick, exuding a rancid smell, and a big purple gourd is carried on his back, which was tied up by the shopkeeper, and his mouth is still unforgiving.

"Shopkeeper, you are rightly saying this. There are so many hotels in this station, why did I come to you?" said the old man happily with a rosacea.

"That's right, why did so many hotel Taoist priests come to you alone?" the people around also asked the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was so angry that he shouted, "Bah, how did I know you came to me!?"

Lao Dao smiled and said, "Isn't it because the wine made from mountain fruits in your store is extremely mellow!"

"Hey!" A group of people around were made to cry and laugh by this old way, and there was a sea of people eating overlord meals in the world, and it was really rare to be so thick-skinned.

Everyone felt that this old way had gone, and they were determined to see the excitement.

"Call me!" the shopkeeper ordered, and a shopkeeper struck the stick in his hand.

The old man was thin and dry, and this stick was angry, and everyone was worried that it must be a burst of brains, red and white, and anything could be used.

The stick fell on Lao Dao's body, and he broke off in response, and the old Dao called out like a pig: "Come on, kill someone! Kill someone!"

"Big brother, this old way is extraordinary. Jin Dasheng whispered beside him.

"Da Sheng, do you see it too?" Huang Shiren sneered.

Although I don't know who this old Taoist is, with Huang Shiren's Taoism, I can't see the other party's cultivation, and it is obvious that the other party's ability is far above his own.

"What an interesting bull's nose. Dao Ye said that it would be okay to take a good fate today. Huang Shiren cleared his throat, straightened the scarf on his head, held the hexagram flag, walked into the crowd, and grabbed the shopkeeper.

"Oh, this shopkeeper, you have a bloody disaster in your face, and your life will be in danger within five days! Come on, come on, the poor road has the virtue of a good life, and I will give you free guidance......" Huang Shiren's hands were so fast, the collar of the shopkeeper's clothes was grabbed by him, and he was almost lifted up.

"Blood light your mother!" The shopkeeper was angry, and suddenly saw a Taoist rush out so that he almost couldn't breathe, and said that he had a blood light disaster, and slapped this Huang Shiren.

"It's said that your ancestors were stilted. Huang Shiren scolded in his heart, lowered his head, and dodged.

"The shopkeeper, the poor Dao is a Kunlun person, looking at your face, you are a rich and noble person, but why is Yintang black!

His appearance was originally a bit of a fairy wind bone, and he reported Kunlun's name, which made the shopkeeper stunned.

Among mortals, the Kunlun Taoist priest is famous, and Huang Shiren insisted that the shopkeeper had a bloody disaster, and the shopkeeper was also cold in his heart.

"You stinky Taoist priest, you must be a cheater to eat and drink, what disaster do I have!? I have a good shop, and I have no worries about food and clothing, and I will curse your mother! If you curse me again, you will be stuffed!" Although the shopkeeper's heart is abrupt, his mouth is unforgiving.

Huang Shiren was a master of observing words and emotions in his previous life, and he glanced at the shopkeeper and saw that there was only one woman with a somewhat beautiful appearance standing behind, and then said: "I ask you, shopkeeper, are you childless?!"

"Ahh

Grandma's, I don't believe it's wrong. Huang Shiren knew that the bet was right, hehe smiled, looked up at the restaurant behind the shopkeeper, pretended to pinch his fingers, muttered in his mouth, and looked the shopkeeper's whole body up and down, shaking his head again and again: "Alas! What a person who doesn't know whether to live or die! This place is full of demonic anger, and unconsciously the poor Dao has the heart to save you, but you treat kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, sad, lamentable!"

After that, he pretended to be extremely disappointed and turned around to leave.

"This immortal chief, don't go!" the shopkeeper grabbed Huang Shiren.

Grandma's, hooked!

"Shopkeeper, you're going to beat me?"

"Immortal Chief, this, hehe, the little one should be damned, the little one should be damned, please come inside and talk!" The shopkeeper's attitude took a 180-degree turn, holding Huang Shiren, extremely respectful.

"Shopkeeper, to be a man to accumulate virtue and do good, this old Taoist friend, let it go. Huang Shiren pointed to the old way.

"Okay!let this old thing go!" the shopkeeper nodded, and the little two did as ordered.

Regarding Huang Shiren's actions, the old way has always been in the eyes intentionally or unintentionally, and when he saw that he let himself go, he did not leave, but sat at the door of the store with his ass, and said scoundrelly: "You just said that you want to kill me, if you die, you will die, if you don't kill me, you are not a hero!"

"Hey, this bullnose is not a thing!"

"That's it!"

The people around him were angry.

Lao Dao looked at Huang Shiren again and said with a smile: "Boy, I'm having a good time, old man, who let you save it?!"

"Grandma's, this old man has lived to a dog at a young age! The fairy chief was kind enough to save him, but he took a bite instead!"

"It's just, it's not a thing!"

The people around him said anything unpleasant, but the old man did not change his face, looked at Huang Shiren, and smiled.

His smile made Huang Shiren's heart tremble.

This old man is extraordinary.

"Senior, how do you want to have fun?" Lao Huang is not an ordinary person, and it is a shame for the surname Suo to accompany this old man.

"I didn't drink enough just now!" said the old man, as if he was still savoring.

"The shopkeeper, the Taoist priest in the world is a family, borrow your treasure land, I invite him to drink, is it okay?" Huang Shiren took out a piece of dog's head gold and threw it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper came to see Huang Shiren's means, and secondly, the other party made a bold move, although he was dissatisfied with all kinds of dissatisfaction in his heart, he also forced a smile, and let people put wine and food on the old way, and moved out a jar of good wine.

The old man was not polite, sitting at the table, a pair of chopsticks was like a flying knife, the wind swept the clouds, a sip of wine and a mouthful of food, eating happily, like starvation, and the people around him frowned.

"Immortal Chief, you just said that I am demonic here, what do you mean?" said the shopkeeper.

"There are two little demons here, of course the demons are angry. The old man grabbed a leg of mutton, took a bite, and smiled.

Huang Shiren's hair exploded when he heard it: I said, this thing has seen the true identity of the two of us?

"Old man, if you make any more noise, I'll chop you!" The shopkeeper's heart was anxious, how could he tolerate the old way.

Lao Dao glanced at the shopkeeper, muttered, and bowed his head to drink.

"The shopkeeper, your storefront, the location is very good, when you have been rich for two hundred years, you are rich and noble, but unfortunately there are two demons here, and the luck of the heirs has been suppressed, so the shopkeeper has no children. This childless, or a trivial matter, these two demons have been practicing here for many years, and when the Tao is deep, they will take the vitality of the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper has not felt that his body and bones are not as good as before in the past two years, and he often has backache?"

After saying something, the shopkeeper nodded straightly.

"Yes, yes, yes! I still wonder why my waist and knees have been sore and weak in the past two years when I was in good health the year before last. Immortal is a true god!" the shopkeeper sighed with a high-five.

Huang Shiren scolded secretly. Your mother, the mother-in-law behind you, is the age of a wolf and a tiger, riding on you every night, can you not leak the essence and kidney deficiency!?

The group of people around saw that Huang Shiren said so accurately, and they thought that they were heavenly beings, and they admired it more and more.

"Shopkeeper, your vitality has been almost harvested by the two demons, if it weren't for the poor road, within five days, your life would be closed!" Huang Shiren said, and the shopkeeper knelt in front of him with a flutter.

"Immortal Chief, you want to save me!" The shopkeeper grabbed Huang Shiren's shirt like a life-saving straw, for fear that he would fly.

"Well, it's a bit tricky. Huang Shiren shook his head and sighed.

The shopkeeper didn't know what Huang Shiren meant, so he turned his face to his mother-in-law and said, "Don't bring anything yet!?"

The time was not long, and the woman came up with a wooden plate and lifted up the red silk, which was a row of snowflakes and silver taels.

"Shopkeeper, what are you doing, the poor Dao is a cultivator of immortals, what is the use of this thing?" Huang Shiren hurriedly shirked.

"Immortal Chief, I know that Immortal Elder regards money as dung, but this is a little bit of my heart, and I ask Immortal Chief to save my life!" the shopkeeper cried.

"That's fine. The shopkeeper and I have a fate, and the poor road is desperate for his life, and he also wants to suppress these two demons. Huang Shiren nodded, Jin Dasheng received two silver taels over there, and the cooperation between the two sluts was called a tacit understanding.

I saw Lao Huang wholesale sword, led everyone to the back yard, walked into a barn, looked for two mice, used a little trick, turned it into the size of a domestic pig, dragged it out, and immediately the people around knelt down.

"Sure enough, there is a demon!

"Immortal Elder Divine Power!"

The shopkeeper is even more grateful to Dade, and he can't wait to call his father: "The immortal grows up and is gracious, my family will never forget, and please ask the immortal to tell the name of the Tao, I will set up a shrine for you, and burn high incense at night!"

"A little thing, the poor Taoist surname is Huang, and the Taoist name is the third wife. Huang Shiren said with a smile.

"Meet the Third Taidao Chief!" everyone knelt in the dust and bowed to the ground.

Hehehehehe. The old man looked at this scene, laughed, couldn't bear the joy, and said to Huang Shiren: "It's fun, it's fun, you kid is slippery, old man, I have not seen such a coke for so many years, not bad, not bad." ”

Everyone thought that this old way was crazy, and they didn't bother to take care of it, this person pulled, that dragged it, they all had to touch Huang Shiren's "fairy spirit".

"Shopkeeper, although there is a demon now, but in the future, you must keep in mind that you must do more good deeds and accumulate merits, especially for those who cultivate immortals, no matter who they are, you must be respectful, so that you can influence the way of heaven and give you blood, understand?" Huang Shiren earnestly taught.

"Immortal Chief, in the future, as long as there is a Taoist, it will be my own grandfather!" The shopkeeper's head knocked so that the chick pecked the rice.

"That's fine, and the poor road is gone. Huang Shiren saw that people were also played, Lao Dao was also saved, and the silver was also taken, and if he stayed any longer, he might have a long night and many dreams, so he turned around and left.

A group of people were struggling to stay, but they saw Huang Shiren's first-class green smoke, and there was no shadow for a long time.

"What a fairy!" the shopkeeper wiped away a handful of tears with emotion, turned his face away, but saw that the old way of drinking at the table was also nowhere to be seen, and he wondered in his heart.

"It was still there. In the blink of an eyelid it's gone. The shopkeeper said.

"What are you doing in a daze, don't go and buy materials, I will make an ancestral hall for the third Taidao chief!?" the shopkeeper shouted.

This shopkeeper specially built an ancestral hall for Huang Santai, said to bow and burn incense, said that there are many good deeds, treat the Taoist priests who come from the south to the north really as a grandfather, after that, sure enough, the mother-in-law gave birth to seven or eight sons in one breath, the children and grandchildren are full of children, and the kindness of the three Tai Taoist is grateful for the kindness of the three Tai Taoist throughout his life, and the ancestral hall is therefore respected by people who come and go from south to north, and the three Taoist chiefs are regarded as the gods of one side, and the incense is endless.

Let's talk about Huang Santai, for fear that the shopkeeper would find out and find trouble, so she ran for dozens of miles in one breath and took a breath. And Jin Dasheng two sluts, sat down, counted the silver of the shopkeeper's filial piety, smiled, and took out the wine and meat from the fairy bag, eating and drinking, so unhappy.

Meat is good meat, and wine is Meishan's fine wine, and the fragrance floats for miles.

"Two boys, there is such good wine, why don't you honor my old man first?" The two sluts were drinking on their heads, only to hear a hehey evil laugh coming from the top of their heads.

### "High-level cattle man" Taoist friends guess that this master is Shen Gong Leopard, hehe, no, no, guess again? Hehe, hint, this person is a rare cattle man in heaven and earth. Roar. Fellow Daoists, for the sake of the cows, give me a few votes! Thank you!

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