At this time, Xiao who was meditating on the bed gradually left, and his consciousness had entered the Hongchen Inn that he had not been going to for a long time, since he woke up in the Bangjian Courtyard, he had never gone to the inn to draw lottery, and the low-level lottery that the system sent once a day was accumulating, and he had forgotten how many low-level lotteries he had not drawn now.

As soon as he entered the inn, he saw Hongchen lying on the fragrant wood table, seemingly asleep. Xiao gradually crept away and walked to the lottery turntable, but when he walked past Hongchen, Hongchen suddenly opened his eyes, and then raised his head.

"It's been a long time since you've been to this inn. ”

"Just a few days, did I wake you up?"

Hongchen shook his head, "No." ”

"That's good, but does the soul still need to sleep?"

Hongchen looked at him for a moment, and did not answer him directly, but said, "What are you here for today?"

"You also said that I haven't been here for so many days, so I should have accumulated a lot of low-level lottery opportunities. ”

Hongchen frowned, and then said slowly: "Yes, you have accumulated a total of nine low-level lottery chances so far. What? I'm going to use it now. ”

When Xiao gradually left that he had accumulated nine times, his heart sank, should he accumulate ten times in a few days to change the chances of an intermediate lottery? Or should he use it now?

Forget it, let's draw it first and see if you're lucky. The intermediate lottery is just a little higher than the upper limit of the martial arts character ability drawn, and the luck is worse than the low-level lottery.

Hongchen saw that Xiao gradually left the middle of the sound and didn't speak, so he sighed lightly and said eloquently: "The turntable is over there, if you need to use it, go yourself." After speaking, Hongchen's figure slowly faded, and finally disappeared into this inn.

Seeing this, Xiao gradually walked to the side of the turntable alone.

"System, please start a low-level draw. ”

The hands began to rotate, and in a loud voice, it slowly turned to the column of miscellaneous items that Xiao Wanli least wanted to see, and Xiao Wanli's face suddenly turned black compared to when he was sprayed with ink by a squid when he was swimming in the sea in his previous life.

I hope the clutter drawn this time can be of some use.

A young swordsman appeared on the turntable, dressed in blue, holding a sword in his right hand and a wine jug in his left hand, his eyes full of drunkenness and his face haggard.

Who is this? Young Yang Guo, Fast Sword Ah Fei, Yang Kang who left King Jin's Mansion, or Ling Hu Chong?

Just as Xiao was gradually leaving the guess, the sound of the system's machinery came.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully winning Linghu Chong's sundries. ”

Sure enough, it is the swordsman Ling Hu Chong, who is addicted to alcohol, but what good things can be in this Ling Hu Chong's sundries. Most likely, it's some fine wine.

"Congratulations to the host for winning two jars of Linghu Chong's favorite wine and burning knives. ”

I...... Go, Xiao gradually rolled his eyes, sure enough, forget it, it's better than any embroidery needle or embroidery, at least this wine can still be drunk.

Forget it, let's do it again.

"system, start another low-level draw. ”

The turntable began to spin again, and finally in Xiao Wanli's prayerful gaze, he turned to the miscellaneous column again, and Xiao Wanli smiled bitterly when he saw this.

Xiao gradually left to see that he had won the sundries in the two draws today, and began to wonder if he had deceived that Lao Luo so hard when he robbed him today, that he had ruined his character.

On the turntable appeared an old man with a white beard, dressed in a loophole garment, with almost a complete piece of fabric on his body, holding a flask in his left hand and a long stick in his right hand.

I'll go around, who the hell is this, almost all the beggars in the martial arts world are dressed like this, how do I know which old man is called Hanako.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully winning Hong Qigong's sundries. ”

Xiao gradually left the words, his eyes were round, his eyes were cracked, and he couldn't wait to draw his sword and cut this turntable, it was actually Hong Qigong. Why is it not his exercises that are drawn, but his miscellaneous things.

If it is an exercise, Hong Qigong has so many unique learnings, the dog stick method, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, the Nine Yin True Scripture, even if it is a leisurely trip, it is a little useful to Xiao Yanli.

But what is the sundries that were drawn, what is Hong Qigong's occupation? It is an old name of his mother, and the only valuable thing is a dog-beating stick, but the dog-beating stick is in the category of weapons, and it is impossible to draw a dog-beating stick in the category of sundries.

Is Hong Qigong's miscellaneous clothes a tattered dress, or a broken wine jug, or even a broken bowl begging?

At this moment, the sound of the system's machinery is heard.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully winning the two flower chickens that Huang Rong made for Hong Qigong. ”

Xiao Wanli's face is called a wonderful, called Huaji? Or is it made by Huang Rong? The urine of this system is far beyond his expectations.

"System, I'll put up with this sundries if I can extract wine, and I can even pull out the dishes?"

"Within the rules of the system, food and beverages are also considered a kind of sundries. ”

"Okay, okay, you're the boss, you have the final say. Xiao gradually shook his head and sighed.

Even if the wine is gone, he still has a good impression of good wine, but this is called flower chicken, and he is not good at it, even if it is called flower chicken made by Huang Rong, it should taste good.

Later, when he thought about it carefully, he drew Hong Qigong and drew the flower chicken that Huang Rong made for him, and in the future, he drew the romantic characters in Yang Kang, and he would not be able to draw the love tokens given to them by other women.

Thinking of this, Xiao gradually scolded his father's system, and then his consciousness moved, and he returned to his own house in the cottage, and then looked at the two pots of wine and two round clay lumps in a daze.

His eyebrows jumped, this is not only a fucking flower chicken, but also an unopened flower chicken. But in the previous life, did the Song Dynasty's Huaji really do this?

But then he shook his head, not thinking about the nonsense. Anyway, he thinks he's had a bad day.

The characters in the draw are all the best choices, Ling Hu Chong and Hong Qigong are both the heroes of the Jin faction in martial arts, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, the Nine Yin True Scripture, the Yijin Sutra, and the Dugu Nine Swords, all of which are unique to the Jin faction, and the next one also has the Dafa of absorbing stars.

But he's all fucking drawn in the clutter column.

He smiled bitterly for a long time, jumped out of bed, found a bamboo basket in the house, and then carried two jugs of wine and two clods of earth, and turned around and went out of the door.

Pang Ban invited him to drink last time, and he had to find a chance to pay him back.

After going out, Xiao gradually left and came directly to Pang Ban's residence, and he said to the swordsman guarding the door in front of Pang Ban's door, "Is Brother Pang Ban in the house?"

After hearing the swordsman guarding the door agree.

"Tell him I'm coming, and I'm looking for him to drink. ”

The swordsman bent down at Xiao Yanli, "Four masters, you wait a minute." ”

After a while, Pang Ban walked out of the house, and said with a smile on his face: "I just heard that Brother Bai you returned with a full load after coming down the mountain, what's the matter? This wine is a trophy?"

Xiao gradually coughed lightly, "No, it's the wine I hid before, and I'm here to share it with you." ”

"Brother Bai is a confidant in wine, and it is in vain that I invited you to drink that day. Come. Come in. ”

After Xiao Wanli and Pang Ban entered, they both sat down, and Pang Ban did not sit opposite Xiao Wanli, but sat on Xiao Wanli's left hand side.

Xiao Yanli took out the wine, Pang Ban also set the wine glass, he poured the wine for the two of them, and was about to raise a glass, Xiao Wanli stopped him, in Pang Ban's puzzled face.

Xiao gradually took out the two clods of soil from the bamboo basket with a blank expression.

"Brother Xiao, look at it like this, this is dirt?" Pang Ban asked suspiciously, it seems that this thing must be dirt, but Xiao Wanli can't give him soil.

"Otherwise, it's not dirt, it's black gold?" Xiao said angrily, and then suddenly pulled out the long sword that was placed aside.

The cold light flashed through Pang Ban's eyes, startling him, "Brother Bai, you?"

"Brother Pompa don't get impatient. After Xiao Yanli finished speaking, he handed the long sword to Pang Ban, and in Pang Ban's questioning eyes, he said slowly: "There is another mystery in this mud block. Gently crack the clods of dirt, and there is another mystery inside. Remember, it's a knock, not a cut, and you don't cut it in half. ”

Pang Banyan took the long sword and slapped it on the mud block a few times, and after the mud block was cracked, he put the sword aside, he pushed the mud block along the crack, and saw the lotus leaf inside that had been yellowed by the fire.

At the same time, a burst of aroma came to him, and he couldn't wait to open the lotus leaf, revealing a roasted chicken called Huahua, which was even more fragrant.

Xiao Yanli on the side was smashing his mouth, amazed, and secretly thought, the dishes mainly look at the three products of color and fragrance, but just smelling this fragrance, it can be seen that Huang Rong's cooking skills are really good.