Ye Fei sighed, then shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's a pity that I'm penniless and can't sponsor you to buy wine." If you want to give, just give a suggestion. ”

"Oh, suggestion, interesting. The old beggar yawned lazily, "After living for so long, except for Master and Senior Brother, no one dares to make suggestions to me." ”

Ye Fei nodded, "A doctor's suggestion." ”

"You're a doctor?"

"Yes. ”

"It's very young. ”

"Although he is young, he is a miracle doctor. Fang Mu smiled and praised.

The old beggar nodded and said, "That'...... I would like to hear about it. ”

"Your face is dark and purple, which is a symptom of a bad liver and proves that you have drunk too much. Your hair is dry and your skin is wrinkled, which is also a symptom of a bad liver. You are only in your fifties, but you look like an old man in your sixties and seventies, and this is still a symptom of a bad liver. So, my advice to you is, never drink again. In the surprised eyes of everyone, Ye Fei snatched the wine gourd and slammed it on the ground, "Smack." The flask was not broken in the slightest, but the solid ground was scattered like a mirror.

Everyone was stunned, all eyes converged on the rotten yellow gourd, and the old beggar laughed: "Hahaha, hahahaha, interesting, really interesting, there are people like you in the world, it's really ...... Is...... Hahahahaha. ”

Very different from the old beggar's appearance and clothing, his laughter actually contained an irresistible contagion, and in the hall, everyone laughed, except for the pensive Fang Baiyu and the big lama with empty eyes.

The old beggar shook his hand, and the gourd flew back automatically, revealing the gourd-shaped hole in the ground, and he unscrewed the gourd plug, and fell down with his head up—and the liquor in the gourd flowed into his mouth like a long river, endlessly, and so on, until the old beggar burped with satisfaction.

"Let me not drink, hehe, it might as well take my life...... Hahahaha, hahahaha. Everyone was stunned in surprise, and their mouths were wide open, even if the insects flew in, they didn't feel it.

However, then, to everyone's surprise, Ye Fei shot again with extreme speed and grabbed the gourd, "Drink like this, you will enter reincarnation early." ”

This time even the old beggar was surprised, and his tired eyes opened for the second time, widening wider and radiating a bright light like day: "You, you are the first person to take the flask from me twice in a row, it is incredible. You haven't even set foot in wonderland. ”

Ye Fei said: "It doesn't matter, I am a doctor, and as a doctor, I have the obligation to stop you from this behavior that is close to suicide." ”

"Do you mean to do this because you know who I am, or do you really have this temperament? ”

"I think any doctor would do that when a patient asks for poison from him. ”

"Good, that's good. Your will is even stronger than that of the young people over there. Both of you are very good, and as long as you stick to the right path, you will definitely do great things in the future. ”

His right hand was held again, and Ye Fei felt a strong force coming from his hands, this force was simply difficult to resist, and the wine jug flew straight out of his hand and fell into the old beggar's palm, and the spout automatically closed.

"Originally, I was very happy to see the two of you, and I planned to make an exception to accept an apprentice, but after listening to what you said, I found that I was already a person who could enter the earth at any time, and recklessly accepting apprentices might delay the good future of the two, so be it, so be it, so be it, so be it. ”

The cultivators in the field, hearing the old man's words, all showed disappointed expressions, and looked over with some schadenfreude, at the end of their gaze, Ye Fei and Fang Baiyu stood as usual, without the slightest frustration.

"Then what can you give me, little girl. The old beggar walked up to Mo Junru.

The latter raised his head arrogantly and said arrogantly: "Stinky beggar, I don't want to give you anything, I won't give it to you, I don't want to become an immortal, I don't have to ask you, it's a smack, a smell of wine, stay away from me." ”

"You know that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the immortals to show the way, but you still give up so easily, it's really stupid and cute. The old beggar touched the uneven beard on his chin and said, "Well, it's rare to see a straightforward person like you, and it's a good grass." ”

"You're the grass. Mo Junru stuck out her tongue at the old beggar and grimaced.

"It's really like what the man on the iron back said, this trip is not in vain, it really is not in vain. I met so many interesting young people, hahahahaha. The old beggar stretched out his right hand with an irresistible gesture and pinched Mo Junru's white cheek a few times, "Interesting, really interesting." ”

"Nasty, dirty. Mo Junru pushed away his dirty hands and rubbed his sleeves vigorously on his face.

The old beggar stretched lazily, found a pillar casually, sat down casually, and drank like an old man, Ye Fei, who was powerless to stop all this, shook his head helplessly, while Fang Baiyu looked at the old man fixedly, and watched for a long time, until Mo Changqing and his mother walked into the upper seat, and then they sat down with the two, and the dinner finally began.