A pig-killing cry rang out from the gloomy cellar.

"Huh?" Although Feng Wuchen had already vaguely had this kind of guess in his heart before, he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart when he heard his master say it, "This is too slow, so Master, won't you lose your bet in ten years?"

"Boy, don't shake your wit in front of me!All the spirit stones on my body have already been sucked dry by your kid!" The old man said angrily, "Hugh threatens me again with a gambling contract!"

"Master, I'm not thinking about your image of an old wise and martial artist!"

"That's what you'll say!" the old man gave him a blank look, "Just now, I haven't finished my words yet, as long as you are willing to cultivate hard and practice my unparalleled five victories and one skill, the speed will naturally be much faster!"

"Oh!"

"Apprentice, the teacher is leaving today!" the old man said with some sadness.

"Ah, Master, are you leaving before I have completed this exercise?" Feng Wuchen suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"Although the name of my exercise is domineering, in fact, you also know that it plays a role in harmonizing the aura of the five elements! Now, although the use of your exercise is still very jerky, after all, it is a beginner, and I believe it will not take long for you to become much more proficient!" The old man said seriously, "Besides, although this exercise was created by me, I can't cultivate it myself, and I can't guide you much in real use!"

He also said: "In addition, because the spiritual power of the five elements is constantly running in your body, as long as your cultivation does not reach the Jindan stage, ordinary people will not be able to see your cultivation at all!

"Master, do you really think the name of this exercise is very domineering?" Feng Wuchen said with some tears and laughter.

"What do you mean? You stinky boy is really a ...... to beat?"

In a small brewery full of wine.

"Dad, we can't sell wine to Drunken Xianlou anymore!" a thin middle-aged man about thirty years old with rough skin gritted his teeth at an old man.

The old man was thin and thin, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was squatting on the ground and smoking a dry cigarette, as if he wanted to spit out all his sorrows along with the wisps of white smoke.

"Dad," seeing that the old man was indifferent, the middle-aged man became even more anxious, "We have already owed people money for sorghum for almost half a year, and they said last time, if we don't pay back the money we owe, they won't let us pull the sorghum away again!"

All the dry tobacco in the smoke pot turned to black ash, and the old man spoke: "I will go to the wind shopkeeper tomorrow." ”

The sun was setting in the west, gradually reaping the light it needed.

Feng Wuchen, who was sitting cross-legged, exhaled a breath of turbidity, threw away the last piece of spirit stone left by his master, and he stood up and moved his muscles and bones.

Another full day of cultivation, with the help of the spirit stone, he finally cultivated to the first level of the Qi refining period again, and once again had the feeling of being light and healthy.

Thinking of the master who had left, Feng Wuchen's heart was warm, the old man shouted all day long that there were no spirit stones, but when he left, he still left the spirit stones at the bottom of the pressure box to himself.

Feng Wuchen felt the spiritual power running in his body, smiled with satisfaction, and thought that it would be more convenient to steal food in the future.

Although Feng Shouren would ask Jiang Ergou to bring him some food every day, not only could it not be seen but also could not be eaten, and he suspected that the embarrassed two must have added some disgusting "condiments" to the basin of swill.

Gently pushing open the broken wooden planks of the wine cellar, Feng Wuchen was about to sneak into the kitchen to steal some food to eat, but heard an old male voice with a crying voice coming from Feng Shouren's room.

"Shopkeeper Feng, the wine we sold to you in the Drunken Immortal Building is not profitable, you still owe us one hundred and eighty taels of silver every time, and we really have no money to make wine now!

Then came Feng Shouren's arrogant and unreasonable voice: "Little old man, don't be ignorant! What do you mean that I owe you, your wine is not easy to sell, and it is not worth the price you said at all, how can you make me owe you money! Don't cry poor in front of me! If it weren't for the sake of us working together for so many years, would I have paid you this silver?"

"This money will be the money for our next purchase, if you dare to find an excuse not to deliver the goods, be careful that I demolish your house and smash your Bai family winery!"

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen had already completely understood what was going on, although he had some understanding of the matter between the Drunken Immortal Mansion and the Bai Family Wine Workshop.

He also thought that the shopkeeper Feng was taking advantage of a little advantage, and bullied the Bai family a little, but he never thought that this dead fat man would be so excessive!

"You ......," the old man's voice trembled.

"What are you?" said the shopkeeper impatiently, "Hurry up, old thing, do you want to beg for a fight, or do you want to see your master do something?"

Then came the coquettish voice of the dead fat concubine: "Master, there is someone next to here......"

"The dead old man really wants to see Grandma's jade body?" the woman laughed again.

Feng Wuchen has seen the little concubine of the dead fat man, who looks like a flower and jade, and is charming and moving, with a big chest, a thin waist and fat buttocks, and he can't help but let Feng Wuchen exclaim that a flower is inserted in the body of the dead fat pig!

Before the woman's voice fell, Feng Wuchen saw an old man with a wrinkled face running out in a panic.

Seeing this thin, helpless and lonely figure, Feng Wuchen frowned, suddenly thought about it, and quietly followed the old man.

"Old sir. ”

In the uninhabited alley, Feng Wuchen opened his mouth to stop the depressed old man.

The old man looked left and right, turned his head with a sad face, looked at Feng Wuchen, and said very uncertainly: "Is the little brother calling Xiao Lao'er?"

"Yes old gentleman!" Feng Wuchen smiled, "Old gentleman don't worry, I have my own way to let that dead fat man make up the money owed to you!"

The old man's eyes suddenly widened when he heard this, and he looked Feng Wuchen up and down carefully again, seeing that the other party was standing alone, with a serious face, not like he was making fun of the old man, so he said in surprise: "Thank you, little brother......"

As he spoke, the old man was already in tears, and he was about to bow down, but he was grabbed by Feng Wuchen and helped him.

The dead fat man actually forced the old man to such a field, and Feng Wuchen's hatred for the dead fat man unconsciously increased.

In fact, Feng Wuchen didn't know, along the way, the old man was thinking about how to end his life, and in the old man's opinion, this day couldn't be lived at all!

It is very likely that Feng Wuchen saved this old man's life!

Maybe Zu Xun and promises are a fart to some people, but to the old man, this is more important than his life, he doesn't want and can't let Zu be ashamed of what he did!

Therefore, even though he is bullied all day long, the wine he makes has never changed buyers.

Because of this, the old man was eaten by Feng Shouren!

Don't look at Feng Shouren has always taken advantage of the old man Bai who tolerates everywhere, but he looks down on this old man very much, in his opinion, this old man is not only weak, but also stupid and pitiful.

Return to the Drunken Immortal Building again.

Feng Wuchen's face was gloomy, as if it could drip water.

He quietly came to the dead fat man's window, and with the sound of flesh and skin in the room, and with the sound of flesh and skin in the room, he took out a small bamboo tube from his arms, opened the lid at one end, and poked the bamboo tube directly into the window paper.

A small flying insect, not much bigger than a fly, flew out of the bamboo tube, flew around the dead fat man's bed, and flew back into the bamboo tube.

The blushing and heart-pounding sounds in the room were gone, only the loud snoring remained.

The little flying insect in the bamboo tube is the "sleepy worm" that the wine fairy specially left for Feng Wuchen to deal with the dead fat man, I think that when the wine fairy came to steal the wine and drink, he first used this insect to make the dead fat man sleep, and then he entered the wine cellar unscrupulously, otherwise it is really possible to be discovered, after all, the dead fat man in this restaurant is an immortal cultivator, and his five senses are much stronger than ordinary people!

Feng Wuchen gently picked off the door latch with a thin bamboo, sneaked into the room quietly, and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the two naked bodies on the bed......

Feng Wuchen couldn't help but shake his head, took the key from the fat and inconspicuous neck of the dead fat man, opened the cabinet under the bed, took out two bags of silver from it, put the cabinet and the key back in place, glanced at the two white flesh and was about to go out.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in Feng Wuchen's mind, and he had a new idea.

......

Before dawn, the courtyard of the Drunken Immortal Building was lively.

"You...... You ......," Feng Shouren blushed and pointed to the "black and white doubles" who were hugging tightly on the bed, and stammered and roared.

"Ah......h

"Beauty, it's just a dream!" the black squinted eyes squeezed fiercely on the face of the woman who often appeared in her dreams.

"You ......," Feng Shouren grabbed the black devil by the neck and threw him out through the window.

"Oops......" The naked Jiang Ergou rolled on the ground a few times and couldn't help screaming.

At the same time, he has also realized that this is not his spring dream, but an unforgivable mistake, and he knows very well that Feng Shouren is a person.

A naked black man ran out of the backyard of the Drunken Immortal Building in a panic and stumbled, turning back as he ran......