"Thank you seniors, this Qianpindaniel is too valuable, if I can, what do I need to do for the seniors?"

The old man shook his head: "What a lot of effort to raise your hands is enough, it's just a pill." ”

Zhizhitian said: "But it saved my life, I think it is precious, you don't let me repay you, I don't want to go, I will be for a lifetime." ”

The old man said: "Obsession often makes people lose their way, so they fall into a trap and draw a prison." You can see him as good, that is good, if you think of him as evil, then it is evil. ”

Wise Heaven thought to himself, "Don't reciprocate? ”

It was as if he had forced the old man to repay him, and Zhizhitian benefited a lot from hearing this.

"The younger generation has been taught."

The old man waved his hand: "It's a trivial matter." ”

Wise Heaven said: "Haven't asked the old-timers for advice? ”

The old man stroked his white beard: "The old man is called Xuancheng, and the world appreciates his face and gives him the name of the old man of Xuancheng." ”

Zhizhitian said: "Anyway, we are also acquainted, why don't we let the juniors be the east, and invite the Xuancheng seniors to eat a full meal, right?" ”

The old man of Xuancheng said: "The old man is not interested in secular meat and vegetables, but he has a soft spot for fine wine. ”

Wise Tian had a wit, and took out a jar of old wine from the storage bag: "The younger generation just has a few jars of thousand-year-old flower brew, I don't know if the old-timers like it?" ”

The old man of Xuancheng stared at his eyes, it was a thousand-year-old hundred flowers brew, but it was hard to find, and money couldn't buy the best divine wine! Wise Heaven actually said, there are still a few altars!

Suddenly, his eyes lit up with golden light: "Little friend, you...... How many altars are there? ”

Zhizhitian nodded, and then called out the other altars: "The juniors never tell lies. ”

Before opening the seal, he already smelled the smell of fragrant wine, and the old man of Xuancheng drooled, and asked tentatively: "Can you give an old man a jar?" ”

Zhitian was impassioned: "Of course, if the old-timers like it, they can take it all." ”

The old man of Xuancheng couldn't help but say, "Okay." ”

Then he coughed twice to hide the excitement in his heart: "Uh... Why don't we find a place to stay and take a sip or two? ”

Wise Heaven said: "Don't get drunk Fang Xiu." ”

The old man of Xuancheng suddenly felt that his mouth was not shallow: "Don't get drunk Fang Xiu, haha, don't get drunk Fang Xiu!" ”

Wise day took the golden auspicious clouds of the old man in Xuancheng, and the two came to the camping stall on the side of the road, where there was only tea, herbal tea, meat buns, steamed buns, and white cloth tents around them, with four or five tables.

The young Xiao Er came over with a colored ceramic kettle: "What do you want to eat?" ”

Zhitian said: "I see that you only have buns here, so let's have two meat buns." ”

Xiao Er wiped the table with a shoulder cloth and smiled: "Okay! Two cages of prime meat buns! Please wait. ”

Zhizhitian said, "Please bring two large bowls." ”

"Okay."

Xiao Er brought two large earthen wine bowls: "The bowl is here." ”

Zhizhitian immediately took out the thousand-year-old Hundred Flowers Brew and put it on the table, and Xiao Er said bluntly: "Guest, good wine!" ”

The old man in Xuancheng was full of spring breeze: "That's nature." ”

Zhizhitian said: "Senior, let you open this wine." ”

The old man of Xuancheng couldn't ask for it, he didn't use his spiritual power, for fear of breaking it, he opened it gently with his bare hands.

The rich and mellow thousand-year-old aroma of wine spreads at once, until it is fragrant for a hundred miles.