Xu Jinjiang saw that Fengshu was sitting upright, and he never moved his chopsticks. He knew that the other party still hadn't let down his guard, so he picked up his chopsticks, put some leeks in his mouth, and ate them with relish.

"Don't worry, there is no medicine in these drinks and dishes! Even if we are monsters, we will all be hit by the same trick if we eat and forget our worries. ”

"Thank you, I'm not hungry. ”

"Dare to ask where are the two of you?" Xu Jinjiang could see at a glance that these two were masters, and he tentatively probed to the bottom.

"What a wine! Drinking this wine is like a spring breeze!" said Lingxiu Zi after taking a sip of wine.

"As far as I know, after the Great War of Gods and Demons, the demons fled into the Netherworld. So, you're also a demon?" Xu Jinjiang didn't expect that this person was actually a demon. If he can take these two people for his own use, then the chances of success in the future uprising will increase by a few points.

"I'm not a demon or a man, I'm a god. After a few glasses of wine, Ling Xiuzi's consciousness was already a little blurry. It's just that he was really drunk or fake, it's unknown.

"The shopkeeper, where are you?" Fengshu didn't get a drop of wine, but he was sober. He knew that the other party intended to tempt, so he attacked the shield of the son with the spear of the son.

"I'm the big housekeeper of Wanbaomen, and I'm mainly in charge of this restaurant. Xu Jinjiang didn't answer the question, he wanted to be confused.

"The shopkeeper is interesting, and the answer is not what he asked. Feng Shu looked at him coldly, as if he had already said that the little Jiujiu in his heart had seen it clearly.

Xu Jinjiang meets his opponent in chess, he knows that if he wants to gain, he must first have to pay, and a person who is so cautious as the other party, how can you hook a big fish with no less than two taels of rice. "My hometown is in Xifeng Mountain, and my family has long been ruined. ”

Fengshu picked up the chopsticks at this time, meaning that he picked a clip of vegetables at once.

"Dare to ask Childe, what do you want to participate in the martial arts competition?" Wanbaomen belongs to Wanbaoguo, and a competition is held every year, and a considerable part of the treasure is released in each competition.

"Colorful stones!"

"Oh, that's a legendary treasure. "Dafan martial arts cheats treasure artifact, a total of nine grades, above this there are the best, and there are legends above the legend. Legendary-level treasures are generally only available in the world, and it is even more difficult to obtain them. This colorful stone is a spiritual stone left by Nuwa to mend the sky, and the legendary title is more than enough.

"I'm looking for white python gall wine!" Listening to their conversation, the spiritual cultivator was also interested.

"Ha, as far as I know, this white python is a demon beast raised by a monk. And the white python is the flesh of the bhikshu's heart, if you kill it, will you still be able to get out of the kingdom of ten thousand treasures alive?"

"Hey, you turned out to be the head of Wanbaomen, then you must be very familiar with Wanbaomen, do you know that something happened in Wanbaomen, is there any way to escape?"

"I help people, people help me, how can there be a free lunch in the world?" Xu Jinjiang said in his words, and he didn't say it clearly. If this spiritual cultivator is as unintentional and inorganic as he is, it will be easy to do, but it is too early to draw conclusions, so it is better to try him first.

Feng Shu understood it, raised his glass and saluted, "Fate let me meet, and after this meal, we are friends." If there is any difficulty for a friend, just ask?" Feng Shu also knew that participating in the martial arts competition this time must be extremely dangerous, although he didn't know what the benefits of befriending Xu Jinjiang were now, but it was always good to be prepared.

"When a friend is in trouble, I will naturally help, but if I have a problem, don't be stingy. Xu Jinjiang drank the wine in his cup and gave him a clear answer. Xu Jinjiang didn't know if these two people would help him, he just made friends first, maybe when it would come in handy.

"If you have any difficulties, just come to Wanbaomen Storm City to find me. ”

If you want to enter Storm City, you must pass the five exams. The number of people after the five levels of each year has never exceeded fifteen.

However, the number of people who participate in this martial arts competition every year, no matter what, must be at least forty or fifty thousand.

Feng Shu saw that the conversation was almost over, and he was already clear about Xu Jinjiang's basic situation, so he got up and prepared to leave: "Thank you for your hospitality, you are full of wine and food, let's say goodbye, there will be a date later." ”

Xu Jinjiang also got up immediately, personally sent them from the third floor to the first floor, and then from the first floor to the door, and when he walked to the door, he reluctantly said: "It's better, the mountains are high and the road is far and the future is dangerous, you are so precious." ”

"Stay, please!" Feng Shu helped the spiritual cultivator and left slowly.

Xuan Ling and the others saw that the time was almost up, and they were about to rush in.

But he saw Fengshu leading the spiritual cultivator out, he was drunk, staggered walking, and every time he almost fell to the ground, he immediately stood still. I really don't know if he's really drunk or fake.

"Big brother, what's wrong with him?" Xuanling hurriedly ran over, she didn't expect the two of them to retreat unharmed.

"Hehe, it's okay, I'm not drunk!" Lingxiu Zi pushed away Fengshu's hand, and one of them stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Brother, are you drunk?" Lingxiuzi had drunk a lot of wine yesterday, and the strength of the wine was not over, and today he went into the Forget Worry Building to drink. He's finally a little fuzzy now, he's drunk and doesn't want to leave, he just wants to sleep here.

"You guys go quickly, you leave me alone!" the spiritual cultivator complained in a daze with his eyes half-closed.

"Otherwise, I'll send you to the inn, lest you get cold on the ground!" Fengshu knew the lonely personality of the spiritual cultivator, and wanted to do something for him when he left.

"Well, you go, don't care about me, if you accommodate me, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach the Wanbaomen next year. ”

"That ......" Fengshu took out three hundred silver tickets from his pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the spiritual cultivator, who pushed it back, and he sat up from the ground with his ass, humming and singing in his mouth.

"Cats have cat paths, rats have mouse paths, walk slowly, you. ”

Feng Shu saluted, and then led them straight away.

"Big brother, you really don't care about him anymore?" Xuan Ling asked while standing on Feng Shu's shoulder, rather puzzled.

"It's not that you don't care, it's that you don't care. His drunken kung fu is far above mine, so we just need to take care of ourselves. ”

Fengshu and they walked for a while, but they saw Zhong Shenxiu running out of an alley.

Fengshu saw that her face was ruddy, but there was a smell of blood on her body.

"You killed Mu Tu?" Feng Shu guessed what had happened.

"No, he put it in the air. ”

"You're not hurt, are you?" Feng Shu knew that such a little person couldn't hurt her at all, but he couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay, let's go, almost all the permanent residents of this place are youkai. ”

Fengshu nodded, suddenly remembered something, and asked happily, "Guess who I just met?"

"Who?"

"Spiritual son. ”

"Oh, what a boring drunkard, I don't want to have too much contact with him. ”