Seeing the black and shiny wine-brewed gourd, the old man surnamed Xu's eyes suddenly lit up.

Without hesitation, he took the wine gourd, and laughed at himself while unscrewing the wooden cork: "I have three good things in my life, good books, good poems, and good wine! I once wanted to get drunk with a thousand poems, but I was ashamed of my empty stomach!"

"If you still have an empty stomach, then we are all ignorant schoolchildren!" Qin Yun said with a smile.

When the cork was opened, the rich aroma of wine immediately wafted out, and the old man surnamed Xu was shocked, sniffed deeply and exclaimed: "Good wine! It smells like Fenjiu from Lujun Dechuan, or the original puree of the old cellar!"

Qin Yun gave a thumbs up: "Uncle Xu is smart!"

The old man surnamed Xu almost couldn't wait to take a sip, and sighed after tasting it: "It's Fenjiu puree, I was given more than half a cup by my teacher thirty years ago, and now the aftertaste is really delicious, thirty years."

There was a look of nostalgia on his face, but he returned the wine gourd to Qin Yun.

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment: "Uncle Xu, why don't you drink it?" If you like it, this gourd wine will be given to you!"

"One sip of good wine is enough!" The old man surnamed Xu shook his head and said: "It's easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it's difficult to go from luxury to frugality!" I'm afraid that if I drink too much of such a good wine, I won't be able to drink other wine in the future!"

He simply stuffed the wine gourd back into Qin Yun's hand.

"He doesn't want it, I want it!"

Among the group of merchants, there was a big man who was obviously aroused by the diffuse aroma of wine, and couldn't help but come over and say to Qin Yun: "I'll spend money to buy it, friend, you can make a price!"

He squeezed a few gold coins in his hand, staring at Qin Yun with a somewhat provocative look. With a ferocious expression, the two children quickly shrank back behind their parents.

Qin Yun refused without hesitation: "Don't sell it!"

"Huh?" The big man raised his eyebrows, the muscles on his face twitched a few times, and he said loudly: "It's okay to give someone to drink for free, but it's not okay to sell it to me?"

Qin Yun looked calm, patted the wine gourd and said lightly: "I can give my wine to anyone, but I really don't know you, and don't speak so loudly." It's not good to scare the little ones!"

"There is a kind!" The big man's eyes were full of fierce light, and he stepped forward and shouted: "Do you want to?"

"Four Tigers!"

Before he could finish his sentence, another middle-aged man from the merchant hurriedly ran over. grabbed him and shouted, "Don't make trouble for me here, go back!"

The middle-aged man had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were shining. While suppressing the big man, he said apologetically to Qin Yun and the others: "I'm sorry!

He dragged and deadlifted, and pulled back the big man who refused to give up.

Qin Yun smiled and didn't bother with the other party.

The big man who was pulled back to his position was extremely unconvinced, and said ashamedly: "Big brother, what are you doing, I don't think about what to do with them, why do you bow your head to show weakness, raise the morale of others and destroy your own prestige!"

"I don't know your temperament yet?" said the middle-aged man with a calm face. lowered his voice and said: "We go to the rivers and lakes, and we want to make good connections when we go out, but we are all as reckless as you, and we don't even know if we cause trouble!"

The middle-aged man has a very high prestige, and the troublesome man swallowed this breath. He didn't speak with a gloomy face.

He didn't feel that he was wrong at all, he was just buying a gourd wine, seeing that Qin Yun was just a cultivator of the fifth or sixth heavens of qi refining, even if he added the two guards of the old man surnamed Xu were not his opponents, what was there to scruple about the strong being respected?

Of course, the middle-aged man could see what the big man was thinking, but he didn't explain too much.

Here, the old man surnamed Xu and the others finished their dinner. The maid and the servant cleaned up the pots and bowls together, and the two restless children frolicked around Qin Yun, mixed with the young woman's loving snort, which was also very happy.

Qin Yun saw that the two of them were really pink and cute, so he picked a piece of wood from the firewood pile next to him.

He pulled out the small dagger he had with him, split the wood in two, picked up one of the pieces and cut it on it.

The two little children saw Qin Yunyun's dagger flying, and the wood in their hands soon appeared in the prototype of a human, and they couldn't help but gather around and watch with wide eyes.

The curious appearance of the two made Qin Yun smile slightly, but there was no pause in his shot, but with half a pillar of incense, a statue of the Monkey King was born in his hand.

Qin Yang often returned to Yunwu Mountain to cut down fine wood to make furniture, and sold it to the town for rice and grain, and this kind of gadgets were usually made of leftovers.

Qin Yun liked it very much back then, he had an excellent talent in this area, and he would soon be able to complete it by himself.

Monkey King Monkey King Monkey King is a mythical figure in the vast Kyushu, legend has it that it was born a stone monkey, in order to pursue the immortal way, he cut wood for the boat to cross the Great Yingzhou, worship the immortals to learn the Tao, so as to practice the supreme supernatural power.

In order to resist the rule of the Nine Heavenly Palace, it fought fiercely and the gods would make havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and was finally suppressed under the Nine Shadows.

The myth of the Monkey King is the favorite story of the children in Shanghunting Village, and Qin Yun is no exception, the statue of the Monkey King he carved is no more than the size of a palm, but it is lifelike and has roots and hair, and the eyes of the two children are bright.

"This is for my brother" Qin Yun handed the statue of the Monkey King to the boy, who happily took it.

And the little girl choked her mouth in disappointment, her eyes were red and she was about to cry, Qin Yun hurriedly coaxed: "Don't worry, I'll give you another carving Moon Palace Chang'e!"

The little girl suddenly burst into tears and laughed, pulling Qin Yun's sleeve and refusing to let go, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

At this time, the wind and rain outside were bigger and more urgent, and the thunder from the clouds of the night sky could be faintly heard, and countless hailstones fell on the roof of the main hall, making a dense crackling sound.

A strong gust of wind and rain blew in through the open door of the temple, and one of the merchant guards, who was sitting relatively close, frowned, stood up with a curse, and picked up a broken door panel next to it, ready to block the door.

Even if it can't be tightly blocked, at least it will be much better.

Boom!

But just as the warrior was erecting the door panel, a sudden force surged from the outside, and immediately knocked him out with the door panel, and almost fell into the big campfire.

"What's going on!"

"Who is it?"

The guards next to them stood up in shock and anger, and many of them also picked up swords and weapons.

Qin Yun, who was carving the wooden statue, trembled slightly with his right hand, and the sharp dagger blade was cut down by half a minute, he stopped his movements, and looked at the entrance of the main hall, his dark eyes flashing with sharpness!

The cold wind was blowing, and an old man in a black robe stepped into the hall with the coldness of a winter night.

Short in stature, with a blood-red cloak over his gray-black robe, a hat on his head, and a long sword in his hand, he looked like a wandering swordsman.

His slender face was the color of a gloomy, his hooked nose and thin lips were tinged with a cruel coldness, and when he scanned everyone in the hall with his narrow eyes, the temperature in the hall seemed to suddenly drop to freezing.

"I'll fuck you!"

The fallen warrior struggled to push open the door panel that was pressing on him, and a carp jumped up and scolded at the black-robed old man, clenching his fists and slamming towards the other party!

"Stop!"

The middle-aged man who had dissuaded the big man just now shouted to stop it, but he was slow!

A snowy sword light suddenly flashed between the two, and the warrior was as stiff as Sinopec, and this punch was already weak and weak halfway through.

He looked at the black-robed old man in a daze, his eyes were full of surprise and disbelief, and a trace of blood appeared on his neck, and a little red blood slowly oozed out.

In the next moment, the samurai's head rolled to the ground, and a large stream of blood spurted out from the fracture, and a strong bloody aura suddenly filled the hall!

"Ahh

The two children who witnessed this tragic scene let out a frightened shout, their parents hurriedly held the two of them in their arms and retreated inside, and the two attendants with martial arts skills immediately pulled out their weapons and stepped forward to protect the old man surnamed Xu, staring nervously and vigilantly at the black-robed old man at the door.

"!

"He killed the seventh!"

"Shoulder to shoulder, avenge the old seven!"

Seeing the tragic death of his companion on the spot, all the merchant guards were dumbfounded, and immediately the crowd was excited, and they all wanted to break the black-robed old man's body into thousands of pieces!

Then, before they could rush up, an invisible coercive force instantly enveloped the entire hall, and the cold killing machine was like a basin of ice water poured on the top of the samurai's heads, causing their boiling blood to cool down suddenly!

Innate powerhouse!

That's right, only an innate powerhouse can unleash such a terrifying coercion and deterrence!

When they understood what kind of person their opponent was, all the samurai only felt that their legs and arms were extremely heavy, and they involuntarily retreated, their eyes black and their mouths were dry, and they still had the courage to strike.

Among these dozen or so warriors, there are many people in the Qi Refining Seventh and Eighth Heaven Realms, but under the coercion of this black-robed old man, they only feel that they are like weak babies, and they are not vulnerable at all!

Several merchants hid behind the guards, their legs trembling, and they were even more frightened.

But the black-robed old man didn't mean to make a move, he walked straight towards the main hall, completely ignoring the people on both sides, until he walked to the front of the old man surnamed Xu and stood still.

The two guards of the old man surnamed Xu suddenly doubled their pressure, but they still gritted their teeth and clenched their weapons.

"You are the world-famous Zhongguan Yushi Xu Jingye, right?" the black-robed old man asked lightly.

Although the old man surnamed Xu was just an ordinary person, in front of the momentum of the black-robed old man, he still straightened his chest and waist, and replied in a deep voice: "It's the old man, I don't know what Your Excellency has to say?"

The black-robed old man smiled and said, "This seat is entrusted by someone to persuade you, Lingyang is not the place you should go, it's too late to turn back now!"