First of all, Zhou Li felt that he was not an exhibitionist.

But there is no way, in the past twenty years of Daming's life, Zhou Li found that the most expensive thing to be a Lingqi master is not weapons, nor lime and poison powder, because these things may not be used every time.

However, the clothes are really a one-time consumable product, and the loss rate is extremely high, and when Ximen blows the snow, he has to be stripped of his pants and then singled out with Ye Gucheng, who has no shirt.

Of course, Zhou Li will not say this to the old village chief, at present, he is just showing a simple and straightforward image of greed for money, and not taking off this silver coat is what he should do as a scumbag now.

After seeing Zhou Li's greedy face that would rather expose his perfect body like a marble sculpture than take off his silver clothes, the village chief's face suddenly smiled like a washing chrysanthemum, bright and gratifying. And the villagers gathered around Zhou Li on the side were also chatting with relief, as if they were feeling that it was really lucky for the village that this kind of scum could join them.

Boom.

Zhou Li's ears moved suddenly, and then he looked at the crowd covertly. When he saw the familiar beautiful woman smiling a stiffly at him, he immediately gave him a meaningful smile back, then patted his waist three times, and turned his head away.

"In that case, let's go."

The old man paused for crutches, stood on the side of the street outside the barn, his eyes drifted on the flickering oil lamp behind Zhou Li, and said, "Next level, you have to go to my house." ”

Lao Deng, I advise you to think clearly.

Zhou Li didn't say anything, but his clenched fists were already ready to go, once this old Deng was going to perform something like "come and show me that you are perfectly developed", he simply set fire to the village and burned the statue again.

But fortunately, this Lao Deng just gasped, and the following:

"The last level of the three levels of money is called Drinking Immortal Gold."

The old man stood in front of Zhou Li with his hands behind his back, facing the end of the street sideways, and said slowly:

"This immortal gold is precious, and ordinary families can only have the opportunity to drink immortal gold once a year, so you need to go to my house with me to get immortal gold."

"Good, good."

Zhou Li rubbed his hands with a fly and asked cautiously, "Can this immortal gold be sold?" ”

Looking at Zhou Li's cute face with street lamps written on the left side and scum written on the right face, the old man patted Zhou Li's shoulder with a smile and said with a smile:

"Don't be anxious, a scumbag like you... Zhonglongfeng, is definitely the successor of my position as the village head, and when you take over the position of my village head, are you still worried about the immortal gold? ”

After speaking, the old man looked around, waved his hand impatiently, and shouted:

"Don't look at it, have you eaten? Hurry up and make a fire to cook, take a liter of cooking smoke, don't let Gongzi think that we are a poor village, hurry up! ”

After dismissing the surrounding crowd, Zhou Li reluctantly glanced at the beautiful woman who winked at him, and the old man on the side saw this and asked with a smile:

"Childe, this beautiful woman is not simple, she is a famous widow in our village, and she killed three husbands, you just now..."

He looked at Zhou Li's hand at his side, a faint trace of light flashed in his eyes, and asked with a smile, "What do you mean by patting your waist three times?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, and after a while, under the old man's smiling gaze, Zhou Li frowned, shook his head and sighed: "Alas, old man, there is no wisdom root when you look at you." ”

"I patted myself on the waist three times, isn't this just asking her to knock on the door in the middle of the night?"

The old village chief was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly laughed, and the vigilance in his eyes dissipated a lot. He shook his head with a smile and said with emotion: "What the hell is a young man, my old bones, I don't understand, I don't understand..."

After saying this, the old village chief asked Zhou Li to go to his house first. After a while, looking at Zhou Li's back, which had never looked back, a trace of doubt and solemnity flashed in the old village chief's eyes, and then he beckoned, and a man with sharp ears and monkey cheeks came to his side.

After tilting his head sideways and listening carefully to the words of the village chief, the sharp-eared monkey-cheeked man quickly left the place. And the old village chief also walked in the direction of his home.

The old chief's house is located on a hill near the village, on high ground, and it is the only small building with three floors.

When Zhou Li and the village chief entered the house together, Zhou Li found that in this small and small main hall, dozens of statues of mountain gods of different shapes were arranged, staring at him in unison. These woodcarved mountain god statues are crying and laughing, and there are also the appearance of taking out gold hearts and silver lungs and holding them in their mouths, as if these sculptures are alive, and they all look at Zhou Li.

"I like carving on weekdays, and these are my clumsy works."

The old man looked at Zhou Li, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and he smiled kindly, "Lord Mountain God is as kind as a mountain... We must not forget His merits. ”

"yes, yes."

Zhou Li blinked, and the original vivid feeling of those sculptures suddenly dissipated, turning back into a group of dead objects. He leaned back slightly, and then spoke, "So what are we going to do next?" ”

"I'll go get the fairy gold first, and you wait for me for a while."

The village chief told Zhou Li, and then slowly walked upstairs. Zhou Li, on the other hand, stood at the door and looked at it for a moment, with a hint of strangeness flashing in his eyes.

All the windows here face the mountains.

Zhou Li raised his head and looked, outside the glass facing the gate, the kind and kind mountain god stared at him with a smile, in fact, if you look carefully, how can there be any mountain god? It's just a pattern of scattered rocks stacked on the cliff face.

In the blink of an eye, those dim windows that did not show any light against the mountain returned to their original appearance, and Zhou Li secretly circulated the Lingqi in his body, and did not find anything abnormal.

And at this moment, a sound of stepping on the floor sounded from upstairs, and after a while, the village chief with a golden cup in his hand walked up to Zhou Li, his face was full of wrinkles and huddled together, and he said with a mouth full of gold teeth:

"Zhou Gongzi, please."

"Just drink like that?"

Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, he thought that this link would also change. He lowered his head, the viscous gold liquid in the golden cup seemed to be flowing, a refreshing fragrance was refreshing, and the hidden sweetness was enough to hook up a person's instinctive desire.

"yes, just drink it."

Nodding, the village chief asked with a smile, "Does Childe have any doubts?" ”

"This..."

Zhou Li glanced out the window, thought about it, and said, "Can you drink this gold?" ”

"Haha, Childe doesn't know."

Shaking his head with a smile, the village chief whispered: "The gold in this cup is not ordinary gold, but the immortal spirit qi condensed by the mountain god, this is immortal gold." Take a sip, the whole body is transparent, if a person soars, if you taste it, even if you take the elixir to exchange it with you, I'm afraid you will be reluctant. ”

"So delicious?"

Facing the doubtful Zhou Li, the village chief stroked his beard and smiled, and said decisively: "So delicious!" ”

"Oh~~~"

Zhou Li had a suddenly realized expression, then he looked out the window again, and when the last ray of the sunset disappeared from the windowsill, he faced the waiting village chief and smiled.

"You're welcome, then."

"Alas, what's the kind of thing."

The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's a village soon..."

The left foot is pulled back and the right leg is lifted heavily. At the same time, a gust of wind swept through the entire house.

Chickens fly and eggs are beaten.

Looking at the lower body in front of him and slowly kneeling on the ground, the expression on his face was distorted by pain, and he couldn't even cry out in pain, he could only make a ho-ho sound with his throat, like an old man with a toilet bowl.

Zhou Li stretched out his hand, and a cloth ball was directly stuffed under the other party's tongue, and then he showed kindness and said gently:

"Since you said so."

"Then I'm really welcome."