However, the fat shopkeeper is just an ordinary person, how can he be the opponent of Li Zhong of the three-star samurai! Li Zhong simply shook his hand, and the fat shopkeeper's entire body was immediately thrown out, and he fell to the ground with a pop. Li Zhong didn't even look at the fat shopkeeper, he directly raised his head and drank a sip of wine, the cloudy wine slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth, Li Zhong smiled and said, "Hehe, I'm not drunk, I'm very sober, come, Housheng, let's drink." After speaking, he tilted his neck and took another sip of wine.

Seeing the shopkeeper fall to the ground, Xiao Er hurriedly went to help, and at the same time glared at Li Zhong angrily, and said: "The surname Li, our shopkeeper kindly took you to drink here, why don't you know what to do! Zhou Yang, the person who harmed you, has a kind of reason why you go to Zhou Yang to take revenge, why do you always find trouble with us? We don't owe you anything, isn't this bullying an honest man?"

It's a pity that Xiao Er's words are destined to play the piano to the cow! At this time, Li Zhong was already drunk and dazed, and he couldn't listen to anything.

But this time the fat shopkeeper can be dropped not lightly, the fat shopkeeper is half lying on the ground, leaning against the shopkeeper behind him, with a bitter face, and the painful body is humming.

When the fat shopkeeper heard Xiao Er's words, he said to Xiao Er again and again: "Don't talk about Lao Li like that, he doesn't feel good in his heart." ”

Xiao Er looked at the shopkeeper with teary eyes and said: "Shopkeeper, you are kind-hearted, you are like this, and you still help him speak, sooner or later, you will be dragged down by him." ”

At this time, Li Zhong had already sat opposite Ling Zhan, he squinted at Ling Zhan, and said drunkly: "Hehe, Housheng, I tell you a secret! I haven't told anyone about this secret, I sue you, hehe, my ancestor is a super master!

Martial Saint! Ling Zhan was shocked.

How did Li Zhong know about the existence of the martial saint?

For ordinary people, the Great Martial Master is already the top master! As for what Martial King, Martial Saint, is simply the mythical existence zài, ordinary people have never even heard of it!

And Qingyang Town is originally a small town, located in the middle of nowhere, the news is obscure, according to common sense, ordinary people here should not know what the Martial Saint is!

Even if Li Zhong is a three-star warrior, he shouldn't know about the existence of the martial saint!

Could it be that he heard it from somewhere else?

Ling Zhan glanced at the shopkeeper who was still sitting on the ground and asked, "How long have you known this Li Zhong?"

The shopkeeper rubbed his still sore buttocks and said, "I've known him since I was a child." Childe, don't listen to him talk nonsense, every time he gets drunk, he says that, every sentence is true!"

Ling Zhan shook his head secretly, and said secretly: The so-called drunken spit out the truth. In Ling Zhan's opinion, Li Zhong's words are somewhat true!

After all, ordinary people don't know about the existence of the Martial Saint, but Li Zhong knows, and it seems that he knows quite well. Could it be that this ancestor of Li Zhong is really a martial saint?

At this time, Li Zhong took a few more sips of wine and said: "Although my ancestor is a martial saint, it is a pity that his family is in the middle of the road, and in my generation, he will not be able to cultivate to a martial artist in his life! I hate it, if I am a martial artist, how can I let Zhou Yang Xiao'er harm my Xiu'er, I hate it! Woo woo woo!" Speaking of this, Li Zhong's face was already covered with tears, and he actually howled and cried.

The cry is extremely miserable, which makes people's hearts feel compassionate.

Ling Zhan didn't know what to do? Could it be that he beat up this Li Zhong, although Ling Zhan was not ready to help him, but if he wanted to do something to him, Ling Zhan really couldn't do it!

I wanted to persuade him a few words, but at this time, Li Zhong was so drunk that he couldn't hear the words of others at all.

For a while, Ling Zhan didn't pay attention.

At this moment, Li Zhong suddenly took out a worn cloth from his arms and threw it on the table.

The cloth was dirty, covered with all kinds of filth, and a foul smell emanated from it! This thing was several times dirtier than the rag used to wipe the table!

Seeing this scene, the fat shopkeeper who was half-lying on the ground couldn't care about the pain on his body, he quickly got up, came to Li Zhong's side, and was about to reach out to get the piece of cloth.

At the same time, the fat shopkeeper also said: "I said Lao Li, how can this kind of thing be brought to the dinner table?

Ling Zhan gently picked up a chopstick and gently put it on the fat shopkeeper's hand, and in an instant, the fat shopkeeper felt a huge force coming from the back of his hand, which made him unable to hold it, and the fat palm was directly pressed down on the table, unable to move!

Ling Zhan said: "Shopkeeper, don't be in a hurry to get things first, wait until he finishes speaking." ”

When the fat shopkeeper saw Ling Zhan doing this, he was shocked, and secretly said that this young man has a lot of strength! You must know that now Ling Zhan is holding chopsticks between the fingertips of two fingers, in this case, he can't exert much strength at all, but Ling Zhan can make his palm unable to move, this ability makes the fat shopkeeper look sideways!

At this time, the fat shopkeeper already knew that Ling Zhan was not an ordinary person, and he was even more scared in his heart, afraid that Li Zhong would anger this seemingly extraordinary son.

And Li Zhong didn't seem to see this scene at all, he smiled and said to Ling Zhan: "Hou Sheng, how about it, see it! This is the heirloom of my Li family! It is estimated that it has been passed on to me for tens of thousands of years, and I heard that it is the thing of the ancestor of my Li family back then! cough cough cough!"

Speaking of this, Li Zhong seemed to have choked on drinking, and coughed again and again. After a long time, Li Zhong eased up, he looked around carefully, and said drunkenly: "Sue you, little descendant, don't underestimate this thing, this is a map, which is related to the secret of a big treasure! Hehe, my Li family has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and now it has been passed on to my hands." How's it going, do you like it?"

Ling Zhan looked at the piece of cloth on the table that had long been unable to see its original color, and said, "This thing is really tens of thousands of years old?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Childe, don't believe his words, this old boy is willing to talk nonsense as soon as he drinks too much, he hasn't said this kind of thing a thousand times but eight hundred times! ”

Li Zhong glanced at the shopkeeper and said, "Bullshit! They are all people with reckless qualifications, how can they see the mystery of my family heirloom clearly!

Ling Zhan was stunned for a moment and said, "Sell it to me?"

Li Zhong snorted, shook his head and said: "That's right, I'm selling it to you! I don't want this thing, I'm all gone, it's useless to ask for this thing! I've decided, I'll sell it to you!"

Ling Zhan smiled: "This is your family heirloom, I can't afford it!"

Li Zhong waved his hand, and at the same time, a lot of wine in the wine jug in his hand instantly splashed, most of which was sprinkled on the face of the fat shopkeeper next to him.

However, Li Zhong didn't care, but continued: "I can sell it to you, but you have to promise me one condition!"

Ling Zhan said: "What conditions?"

Li Zhong's face turned red, and his eyes almost revealed unforgettable hatred, and said, "I want you to help me kill the three martial artists of the Zhou family and that beast of Zhou Yang!"

Ling Zhan looked at Li Zhong and said, "Are you serious?"

Li Zhong smiled and said, "Of course Lao Tzu is serious! My daughter is gone, so I want the heirloom to have a fart! If you can help me avenge it, why not give you this heirloom?"

At this time, Li Zhong seemed to have reached the limit, his body shook a few times, and then his body softened, and he directly lay on Ling Zhan's table, and fell asleep.

At this time, the fat shopkeeper came to Ling Zhan's side, with an apologetic face, and said: "This son, I'm really sorry! It's all my fault, let this old boy disturb your eating Yaxing, you see that there is no way to eat in this room, so let's open a single room for you, and then prepare a table of wine for you, even if it is a villain's apology for you! What do you think?"

Ling Zhan smiled: "You can arrange it!"

Seeing that Ling Zhan agreed, the shopkeeper hurriedly smiled and said, "Thank you for your understanding!"

And at this moment, Ling Zhan pointed to the dirty piece of cloth on the table, and said, "Take that Lao Li's heirloom to my single room, I want to study it!"

Hearing Ling Zhan's words, the fat shopkeeper was black in front of him, his body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground, and at the same time said speechlessly in his heart: Lao Li is drunk and crazy, why is it that even this son is crazy! What kind of heirloom is this, is it obviously a rag? Throw it on the ground, and no one will pick it up.

Ling Zhan said to the shopkeeper: "You go and prepare some sobering soup or something for Lao Li, let him sober up quickly, and then bring him to my private room, I have something to ask him!"

The fat shopkeeper said, "Childe, you don't really think that rag is some kind of heirloom, do you?"

Ling Zhan smiled and didn't answer.

Then, Ling Zhan came to a private room next to him, and soon, a table of wine came up again.

However, at this time, Ling Zhan didn't have the heart to drink, his eyes were directly staring at the rag on the table, Lao Li's family heirloom.

At the same time, there is also a faint change in the face!

This thing is definitely not as simple as it seems!

Maybe it's really a map, and others can't see through the true face of this rag, but Ling Zhan can clearly see it.

In fact, when Lao Li took out this rag just now, Ling Zhan had already felt that on the surface of this rag, there was a layer of faint spiritual power surrounding!

And it is precisely because of the existence of this layer of spiritual power that in the eyes of others, this so-called heirloom is nothing more than a rag! Even if it is thrown on the ground, no one will look at it.

But in Ling Zhan's eyes, the information contained in this rag was so amazing!

If this rag has really been stored for tens of thousands of years, and after tens of thousands of years of wear and tear, the spiritual power on the surface of the rag is still so strong, it is conceivable what level of strength the person who has sealed this rag should reach!

Ling Zhan really can't imagine!

A being who can possess that terrifying spiritual power can already be called a god!

And just as Ling Zhan was thinking, the door opened, and Lao Li, who had already sobered up, walked in with an embarrassed face.