The next day, Wuji Zun and the Qing Evil Ghost woke up early, and they couldn't survive the vigil of the Qing Evil Ghost before, so they went to sleep. It was Bai Xiaoyi who emitted a faint light throughout the night, scaring away the beasts around her.

And Bai Shishuang shivered coldly on the side.

Wujizun walked up, conjured a cloak out of nowhere, and put it on Bai Shishuang.

The pure evil ghost secretly shouted, "Three generations of evil fate!"

As they walked, they came to a small town called "Qingfeng Town".

Come to a tavern.

"Yo! three! Hit the top or stay?" A junior saw that the three of them were brightly dressed, thinking that they were gold and silver slam figures, and hurriedly came over to serve.

Wuji Zun and the Pure Evil Ghost lifted their clothes and sat down. Bai Shishuang put the Wangchen Sword on the table and sat down as well.

"Three bowls of hot noodles, two or two side dishes!" Wujizun turned his head and greeted Xiao Er.

"Three bowls of hot noodles, two or two side dishes!"

"Eh, wait, bring me a jar of daughter red!"

Xiao Er turned around and left, and the Qing Evil Ghost hurriedly greeted a jar of daughter Hong.

"This master! The small shop is not rich! This daughter is red! It is expensive in the small shop!"

The demon took out a bottle of poison, drank it all, and put the jade bottle containing the poison on the table.

"Is it enough, not enough, I still have it!"

Xiao Er saw that this jade bottle was crystal clear, thinking that it was a valuable, and hurriedly accepted it, but he didn't know that what the Qing Evil Ghost had just drunk was a poison that he would die if he touched it.

"Hey! Others use silver taels for drinking, but you still have to use a jade bottle filled with poison when you drink?" Bai Shishuang was also very surprised when he saw that the evil ghost gave the jade bottle filled with poison to Xiao Er. Because the bottle that the Qing evil ghost threw away last night is also like this.

"What do you know! This poison is contained in a jade bottle, and when it is poured out, it can be poured out in its entirety, ensuring that not a single drop is missed!" the demon waved his hand.

"Well, the poison in the bottle you threw at my feet last night was left over on purpose!"

"You guessed it right!"

Bai Shishuang stood up and grabbed the neck of the Qing evil ghost, but he was uncomfortably burned. As soon as I took it away, I saw that what remained on my hand was a green burn. Although he is an immortal, poison has no effect on him. But the poison of evil spirits is not a mortal thing!

"That's enough, what are you doing!" Wuji Zun shouted, and Qing Evil Ghost and Bai Shishuang realized that the people around them were looking at them, and they immediately sat down.

"Yo! three! Three bowls of hot noodles, two or two side dishes, and a jar of daughter red! I've sent it to you! Use it slowly!" Xiao Er put noodles and side dishes on a large plate, holding it with one hand. The other hand is holding a jar of daughter red.

Xiao Er put the dishes in front of them, and placed three empty bowls for them to hold the wine.

Wujizun waved his hand: "This girl and I don't know how to drink. Take these two empty bowls!"

"Eh, wait a minute! Good performance, I'll reward you with a bowl!"

Xiao Er took two empty bowls and a large plate with the bowls and was about to leave, but was drunk by the evil spirit. Holding the wine jar, the demon put an empty bowl in his hand, and poured him a bowl of wine!

"Eh! Thank you! We are a cheap life, we may not be able to drink a sip of daughter red in our lifetime, today is stained with my lord's light! hehe!"

Xiao Er sniffed the wine in his hand carefully as he walked.

Wujizun and Bai Shishuang ate noodles slowly, and the Qing Evil Ghost originally used a bowl to hold wine, but in the end, he felt that the bowl was uncomfortable, so he grabbed the mouth of the altar and drank it all.

"I said old poison, you can't drink it slowly! We won't compete with you!" Bai Shishuang really couldn't stand it anymore, so he said.

"Hahaha! Five-flowered horses, daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine! I don't have enough for this altar, if the taverns in this town are richer! I will not give up until I have drunk and drank!" When the Qing evil ghost said this, he was all depressed and frustrated, as if he was still the champion of both civil and military affairs back then!

At this time, seven evil men came. The other diners saw that these evil men had run away, leaving only Wuji Zun and the others.

"Little Er, bring me the best food and wine in your shop!" shouted one of the fat-headed wicked men, the seven of whom were the town's famous loafers and robbers.

Xiao Er didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly brought up the meal and a jar of sorghum wine.

"Eh, Xiao Er! No, don't you have a daughter in the store, why do you give me a jar of sorghum wine? Send it quickly, or you will let your head change places." The wicked man shook the broadsword in his hand.

"This, this master! It's not that I don't honor you! It's really the last jar of wine, and it's been bought by the barefoot boy in Tsing Yi next to me!"

The wicked man went straight to the evil spirit.

"Little white face, still handsome, did you buy the last jar of daughter red in this store?" the evil man slapped the evil ghost's face with the big knife in his hand.

"You're late, I've already finished drinking. The pure evil ghost looked directly, but did not look at the fat-headed evil man. With one hand he lifted the jar of wine, and threw it lightly, and the jar shattered, and not a drop of wine was gone.

"Hmph! the little white face is very crazy!" the fat-headed evil man said, and looked greedily at Bai Shishuang next to him, although Bai Shishuang is not as beautiful as Gu Wuxi, but in the mortal world, she is also a rare beauty.

"That's it! My daughter has already drunk it, in order to make up for you, I will give each of your seven brothers a cup of jade dew, I see that you are very interested in this girl next to me, if you seven brothers can drink these seven cups of jade dew in front of me, this girl will also give it to you. As he spoke, he took out seven cups of poison from his waist, but this time the poison was different from the previous poisons of the pure evil ghost. Poisons in the past were green. But this time the poison was pink and sweet. It's like peach blossom stuffing.

"Only seven cups?"

"This cup of gyokuro is worth a fortune. Why are you so greedy?"

The wicked man sniffed the so-called "Gyokuro" in his hand. I want more.

"If I drink all seven cups alone! What can you do with me!"

The wicked man didn't care about brotherhood at all, and wanted to monopolize these jade dew, and the little brother next to him also swallowed his saliva. The shopkeeper on the side was also confused, it was clear that the evil ghost himself had a good jade dew, why did he want this daughter to be red.

With a slap of the demon's palm on his head, he lifted the roof of the tavern. Pedestrians outside hurriedly avoided it.

These wicked men swallowed their saliva and hurriedly drank the "jade dew".

"According to the agreement, this girl should be ours!"

"Please!"

After Wujizun and Bai Shishuang looked at it, the corners of their mouths raised slightly. This wicked man bypassed Wujizun and walked towards Bai Shishuang, who pretended to be enchanting to seduce him.

Both Wujizun and the Pure Demon held out a hand.

“5、4、3、2、1”

After counting, the group of evil men fell to the ground with a bang, bleeding from all seven orifices, and they were all smiling before they died.

The Qing Evil Ghost walked over, looked at the ugly death of this group of evil men, and laughed: "After so many years!

Bai Shishuang put away his previous enchanting posture, and Wuji Zun also smiled.

On the other hand, Xiao Er, the shopkeeper and the bookkeeper on the side all went out to vomit after seeing such an ugly death.

When the demon left, he put ten jade bottles on the table.

"Next time, make your tavern a little more swaggering, it's not very popular. ”

The people in the shop looked at them as if they were looking at monsters, but the evil men in the town were still very happy, and knew that these three people were not bad people, so they put away the ten jade bottles.

They rode horses and walked slowly in the bamboo forest, and this time the evil ghost found a black horse for Bai Shishuang.

"I said old poison, how did you just send me out?"

"Because my poison will work!"

"If it doesn't take effect, I'll be taken away by them!"

"It's just right! Eliminate harm for Gu Wuxi!"

The above conversations were all communicated by them using the technique of sublimination, so Wujizun didn't know about it.

They came to a small mountain village.

The houses inside are all very good, except for one house that is dilapidated.

Not only that, but there are graves in the yard.

Wujizun looked at Bai Xiaoyi on the side, and Bai Xiaoyi floated into the dilapidated house.

They walked in and saw a scrawny old lady sitting inside, with a dog next to him, and a Fang Tian painting halberd in front of the door.

"I wonder why the old man is sitting in the middle of this dilapidated house?"

"This is my family, childe, girl! I don't know what is the matter with your arrival! Could it be that you are from the court?"

Wuji Zun asked the old lady, and the old man looked panicked when he talked about the people in the court.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid! We are not from the court! We are just three idle clouds and wild cranes playing in the mountains and rivers!"

Seeing the old lady's panicked face, the Qing evil ghost hurriedly explained.

"It seems that I have met the gods today!"

When Wuji Zun and the others heard the old lady say that they had met the immortals, they all looked at each other.

"We are all mortal people, where are the gods!"

"You can fool others, but you can't fool Xiao Lao'er!"

Bai Shishuang also panicked, once the world knows that they are immortals, then it will be okay! The old lady stood up and walked in front of them as she spoke.

"Look at this barefoot boy in green clothes, obviously stepping on the soil, but not a single speck of dust on his feet; this girl is also a rare beauty, the ice sword in her hand is under the sun, but it does not turn into water; this white-clothed boy is even more extraordinary, not to mention that the flute on his waist is not attached to the reed film, but this flute can make a little sound under the wind, take a closer look! There is sword light inside!" After hearing this, Wuji Zun and the others all sighed that the old lady's eyes were ruthless.

After the old lady finished speaking, she quickly knelt on the ground.

"Grandpa, what are you doing! Get up!" Wuji Zun saw the old lady kneeling on the ground, and hurriedly went up to help.

"There is only one flute sword in this world! Venerable Wuji, how can ordinary people not bow down!" The old lady said this sentence in a low tone, and kowtowed after finishing speaking.

"Old man, since you have recognized me Duan, you should know that I Duan don't like others to bow down to me!" Wujizun pretended to be angry, and the old lady hurriedly got up after hearing this.

"I don't know what kind of rebellious thing the little old man has done, so that the Wuji Venerable can come to the cold house!" This old lady knows that the Wuji Venerable, the Wuji Venerable descends to the earth, either subduing demons or killing people.

This Bai Xiaoyi floated in front of this old lady.

"Wu Zhao, eighty-three years old, enlisted at the age of fifteen, returned to his hometown at eighty, and after returning to his hometown, there was only a row of graves left in his home. When he was a soldier, he made great achievements, but he was impersonated by the son of the prime minister, although he had no merit, but he did not think about rebellion and escape, the eighth veteran, loyal to the world, when the rank of immortal!"

After listening to Bai Xiaoyi's words, the old lady named Wu Zhao was surprised at first, but when he thought that Wuji Zun had a talking magic weapon by his side, he was not afraid. But he also turned his back to wipe away his tears.

"I think it's for this that purpose, I don't want to be in the immortal class, I just want to get justice."

Wuji Zun went up and grabbed the old woman's arm.

"Please tell me more about it!"