"Old beggar, where are you?" Feng Mancheng hurriedly looked for the old beggar with Jiang Xuemei in his arms.

The old beggar stood up from the ground with a rub, and in an instant his legs were not lame and ran in a panic in the direction of Feng Mancheng, it was the first time he heard Feng Mancheng call him in such a hurry, and he thought something big had happened.

"Here, here!" The old beggar didn't even have time to get the begging money, Feng Mancheng only relieved himself when he saw him, and the old beggar was dumbfounded when he saw him panting, and he was holding Jiang Xuemei in his arms.

"Where is this little lady?Why did you faint?" The old beggar asked, Feng Mancheng didn't have time to explain, and muttered to him to take him to his home to treat Jiang Xuemei.

"Isn't it just possessed by evil spirits, you nephrite jade is not happy? The old beggar's words made Feng Mancheng's face redden.

The old beggar is not very old, not much different from Fengmancheng, he likes to disguise himself as an old man, and the first meeting with Fengmancheng is like this, pretending to be pitiful and begging for money.

Feng Mancheng saw his trick at a glance and ignored him, the old beggar touched his money bag, the two of you chased me and tossed all night, the old beggar returned the money bag to Feng Mancheng, and Feng Mancheng poured all the money inside to the old beggar, leaving only the money bag.

The old beggar's beard has fallen off, and he has been chasing after this broken money bag for so long, he said it earlier, and he would have returned the money bag to him if he knew it!

"I said to return the money bag to me, but you didn't listen, you ran so fast, you can't complain that I chased you for so long!"

The old beggar was angry and funny, "Okay, okay, I'm unlucky and suffer a dumb loss." ”

Feng Mancheng is not happy, obviously he folded the time and silver, how can he suffer a loss, the old beggar is not annoyed, smiled and joked that he is not a stingy person, he doesn't know each other if he doesn't fight, invite him to eat and drink.

Entered a tavern with the pride of Feng Mancheng, muttered that he wanted the best wine, and ordered five major altars at once, Feng Mancheng was dumbfounded, this money is not even enough for a pot of wine.

Don't you want to eat the overlord meal, Feng Mancheng hurriedly touched the jade pendant in his arms, thinking that if the wine money is not enough, he will mortgage it, and he must bring more silver next time he goes out.

The old beggar was not polite at all, he generously ordered several snacks, picked the expensive ones, and waved his hand and said that he was not polite to eat whatever he wanted, just like his own home.

Feng Mancheng had nothing to love, thinking that this old beggar was afraid that he was not going to sell himself in this restaurant, but later I learned that this restaurant was opened by the old beggar himself.

Feng Mancheng's hand holding the cup trembled once, and the wine spilled on the table, it was so inhumane to go out and steal business with others when he was so rich.

The old beggar laughed, saying that he was indifferent to fame and fortune, pursued immortal arts, and was bent on cultivating immortals to become immortals.

The fate of Feng Mancheng and this old beggar is concluded in this way, and the two of them will meet at a place in about ten days and half a month, and they will drink and talk happily, and Feng Mancheng specially gave him a spirit bird for easy contact.

This can make the old beggar happy, who knows that it didn't take long for the old beggar to cry and mourn, saying that the spirit bird died, saying that he released the spirit bird when fighting with an evil spirit, thinking that it would show his skills, who knew that the evil spirit swallowed it in one bite.

Feng Mancheng shook his head helplessly, and the spirit bird that he had raised for so long sacrificed in vain, and the spirit bird let him pass on his credit, who let him use chicken feathers as an arrow.

The old beggar also puffed up and said that the spirit bird sent by the wind was fake, and he had no combat effectiveness at all, and then he moved out ten years of fine wine, drunk him, and even coaxed and deceived him to take away a spirit bird.

The two went to the inner room, Feng Mancheng put Jiang Xuemei flat on the bed, and used spells to suppress the evil ghosts in her body, while the old beggar protected Jiang Xuemei from harm and gave her protection.

As soon as the evil ghost poked his head out, the old beggar quickly put it into the gourd, and said happily: "Anyway, if you kill it, you will die, so it is better to leave it for me to make wine and drink, haha." ”

The nature of this slashing door has come out again, the evil ghosts can indeed make wine, commonly known as the hundred ghosts, to catch a hundred evil ghosts, and the wine brewed smells bad.

Legend has it that after drinking this wine, mortals can avoid life and death, just a legend, this wine is still lacking a taste of medicine primer, that is, gilded grapes hang, only once a thousand years to bear fruit, it is rumored that grapes are difficult to breed very, need to be carefully cared for, a careless will die, all the previous efforts are abandoned.

"You don't have the primer for this hundred ghosts, how can you succeed in brewing? Besides, I don't know how the effect of this hundred ghosts brews is, don't come nonsense. Feng Mancheng kindly reminded him.

The old beggar squinted his eyes, nodded, and said that he understood, and shook the evil ghost in the gourd, put it to his ear and listened, muttering: "Why don't you hurry up and see your little lady?"

The wind is full of black lines, and he has said it hundreds of times, don't shout this nickname in front of outsiders, his own reputation will be ruined in his hands sooner or later.

Jiang Xuemei had already sat up, shook her head, and signaled that she was fine, the old beggar looked at Jiang Xuemei with a thief's eyes, and Jiang Xuemei lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Eh, you're a pretty handsome little lady, but you're a little scared. As soon as the old beggar's voice fell, he was punched firmly on his chest, and Feng Mancheng feigned anger and said: "Old beggar, what nonsense, other girls are good white people, you talk nonsense again, I will tear your rotten mouth." ”

"Eh, little madman, your mouth full of feces is getting better and better, and you don't know how to respect the old and love the young....... Eh, it hurts, it hurts, let go, it's wrong, it's wrong. ”

The old beggar's ears were pinched by the wind, and the appearance of begging for mercy was very funny, coupled with the huge contrast between the costumes of the two, Jiang Xuemei couldn't hold back for a moment and laughed out loud.

"The little lady is smiling, you still don't let go!" The old beggar rubbed his pinched ears, they were all red, he covered his ears in distress, and looked at the wind all over the city with resentment.

Jiang Xuemei knelt down and kowtowed, Feng Mancheng hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, she avoided it, still with a smile on her face, got up and turned her head and left directly.

The old beggar leaned into Feng Mancheng's ear and whispered a word Don't you chase it? Feng Mancheng was a little at a loss, what to say when he caught up, he couldn't interfere in the affairs of the mortal world at will, but he couldn't bear to see her lonely and thin figure.

"Old beggar, do you say this favor will help or not?" Feng Mancheng blurted out, and the old beggar was in a fog when he heard it, and replied indiscriminately: "Help, how not to help, as long as it is a righteous thing that is done upright, everything is right." ”

"But there is a violation of discipline..."

"Grinding and chirping is like a mother-in-law, you and I have less lack of virtue?" The old beggar thought about it carefully, as if the lack of virtue was done by himself, and the little madman was at most an accomplice.

Feng Mancheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward to chase Jiang Xuemei, who was some distance away.