It's really a dog-eyed guy who looks down on people, so it's better to clean up first, so as not to be called a little beggar everywhere. Knife also realized that he was really dirty.

Walking into the tailor shop, the knife first took out the silver, although the shopkeeper is also a snobbish guy, but when he sees the silver, it is naturally different, and he smiles and lets the knife choose.

The knife that changed his clothes combed his hair again, and then he washed his face and was suddenly refreshed! Where is there a little beggar, it is clearly a handsome little boy.

......

The wine master, the shopkeeper greeted him with a smile, "Son, please, try our first-class daughter red." "It was a hypocritical smile.

Xiaodao strode in, "I smell the wine, but I don't know if it's clean." ”

"Son, you're joking, the wine of our wine master is sealed in the cellar, absolutely clean. ”

"What if it's not clean?"

"I'll drink as much as it's not clean!" said the shopkeeper patting his chest.

"Okay, then bring me a jar of wine!"

"Okay, I'll be right here. ”

"You'll be fine for a while. The knife said secretly in his heart.

"The wine is coming, the best daughter is red, you drink it slowly, do you want to fry two side dishes for you?"

"Pour the wine first. ”

"Okay. The shopkeeper poured a bowl of wine, and the wine was fragrant.

"Why is there a tick in this wine?"

"No way. ”

"See for yourself!"

The shopkeeper found that there was really a tick in the wine, and quickly took it out, "Son, I'll change the bowl for you." ”

"You, you, what did you just say?"

"I ......"

"Drink!"

The shopkeeper had no choice but to drink the bowl of wine, and the knife asked him to pour the wine, and every bowl of wine poured out actually had a tick, and the shopkeeper wanted to drink it or not, and the knife was about to shout! Seeing that there were many guests around, the shopkeeper was afraid that the guests would be coaxed, so he drank one bowl after another, and drank a whole jar. The shopkeeper is a little overwhelmed.

"Bring me another jar of wine. The knife looked at the shopkeeper with a smile.

The shopkeeper doesn't believe in evil, could it be that the jar of wine really went into the lice?

"Pour the wine. ”

The shopkeeper was a little flustered, staring at the wine bowl until it was full, and there were no lice, "Gong...... Son, drink slowly. ”

"Really?

"Huh?" there was another tick. I can't be drunk and dazzled, so I rubbed my eyes vigorously.

"Childe, you ...... Just spare me, the villain really doesn't know where to offend you, please...... Lift up your noble hand and spare the villain. ”

"Spare you, you can go and call the person who knows the most about wine in your wine shop!" the knife cocked Erlang's legs.

"I ...... Ask the shopkeeper to come over right away. ”

"It's not him, it's not him. ”

"That'...... Which one is that boy looking for?"

"A pot for nothing!"

"Ahhh......h Come and go without a trace, I ...... Where can I find it?"

"When did he come here?"

"It should ...... Should...... It's been a year, and every time he comes, it's ...... Most...... Stay for three or five days! You want to find him, it's hard to ...... It's difficult!" The shopkeeper finished speaking drunk and lying on the stool.

"Hey, hey, hey......" The knife slapped the shopkeeper a few times, but there was no response. Leave some broken silver, lift the altar and leave.

Where the hell are you, and how can I find you?

The knife turned around and came to a river, the water was very clear, and some willow trees were planted on the side, and a cool breeze blew, and the wine in the jar gave off a sweet fragrance. The knife simply opened the altar seal, and sniffed it deeply with his nose. Wow, it smells so good!

"It's so sweet and my daughter is red!" "The voice came from nowhere, and the knife looked around but there was no one!

"Little brother, can you give the old man a taste?" The voice came again, but he couldn't find anyone anywhere.

"Since the old-timer likes this wine, then I'll give it to you! But Xiaodao doesn't know where you are, old-timer, how can you give it to you?" Xiaodao thought to himself, since he claims to be old, he must be an old man, so give this wine to him!

"I don't know you, this is a good wine, are you really willing to give it to me?"

"Wine is indeed good wine, but what does it taste like when you drink it alone? ”

"In that case, then you're welcome. Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in front of the knife, and the daughter red had been taken away.

"Senior, do you know my Uncle Bai Yiju?" Xiao Dao asked loudly because he was afraid that the old man had gone away.

"Oh, you're so loud, your ears are deafening!" It was Ye Zhuweng who suddenly appeared next to the knife, carrying a long piano on his back and holding the altar of daughter red in his hand.

Xiaodao was taken aback, "Senior, you, are you an immortal?"

"Hahahaha, where are there any immortals in this world! The old man only knows a little bit of fur kung fu! What are you doing with a white pot?"

"Senior, do you know my Uncle Bai?"

"Know, of course I know, no one in the rivers and lakes knows the white pot that is half drunk day and night, he is awake and confused, drunk and sober!

"Hey!" Knife sighed and then told his story, tears streaming down his eyes.

"Little brother, the old man is gone, and it is useless to be sad more!" Ye Zhuweng held the hand of the knife, this kid has no kung fu foundation at all, but he has one more meridian than ordinary people, and the nine meridians of the strange meridian!

Ye Zhuweng continued: "Would you like to drink with the old man?"

"Of course I do, but ...... There are no wine bowls here...... "The knife wiped away tears.

"I'll take a sip, you take a sip, what's the matter, you don't think it's old and dirty. ”

"No, no, how dare the younger generation dislike the old-timers......"

The more you drink, the more you feel hot, and even start to sweat, why is this wine getting hotter and hotter the more you drink?

"Old-timer, this wine?"

"Do you feel that there is an air flow in your body, running around, warm?" Ye Zhuweng said with a smile.

"Well, but, my stomach hurts a little, this wine may not be clean, old-timer, don't drink it!"

This kid has never practiced martial arts, and I don't know if this is caused by the excessive flow of true qi, but his heart is quite kind. Ye Zhuweng said secretly in his heart.

"Oops, I have a stomachache too. Ye Zhuweng sat on the ground pretending to be in pain.

"Senior, what's wrong with you, it's all my fault, I killed Uncle Liu, killed my mother, and now I'm hurting you. Knife said as tears slowly flowed down his face.

"Sit down and follow me. Ye Zhuweng hid his true qi in the wine when he was drinking, and the knife was drunk into his stomach and melted into his body, which was too fast, so he felt pain.

The two sat cross-legged, palms up, first meditating, then concentrating, the avenue qi first, less chong shaofu hui shao haigui dantian......

After the knife was run, the pain in his abdomen was gone, and the old-timer was looking at himself and smiling.

"Senior, are you teaching me to cultivate internal strength? Xiaodao still doesn't know the old senior's surname, and the great kindness will definitely be repaid in the future. ”

"If you don't report it, you can't report it, why do you need to report it!" As soon as the words were finished, I saw a white shadow and disappeared without a trace.