Although this is a poor alley, the hotel is famous, and naturally there are many people who come to patronize it. Just when they were fighting, everyone else was running far away, and even Li Qingtian was indifferent to these things when he was passing by. Those people either left in a hurry, or they ran away from the official in the yamen to receive the reward. But he had heard the doctor say that only the rice wine in this laughing tea house had not been mixed with water for ten years. Looking back, it was the fortune teller. Endless people have to come to this hotel to look for wine, only to use wine to deliver medicine for the nameless, in order to save their lives.

Just when everyone's swords were coming and going, Li Qingtian was also afraid. But he was in a hurry to save people, and it was a very urgent thing. I had to take a risk, so I said stubbornly: "Excuse me, dare to ask you if this is a re-enactment of a drama? The acting is really good and realistic, may I ask which one is the store, I am here to buy wine." I brought the money, you see. ”

He stretched out his hand embarrassedly, and the ten copper coins were in his hand.

"It's all this time, you still come to buy wine, and you only bring ten copper plates, is this a festival of death? The shopkeeper watched this person with a not very bright head walk in, this was clearly a death-making festival. But when he saw Li Qingtian's fearless and fearless appearance, there was still a glimmer of life in his heart. He thought that this person was so unafraid of things, he must be a hidden master. He gave him a punch and said, "Good guy, why are you here!"

Li Qingtian didn't expect this shop's junior second to be so heavy, and he hadn't reacted when he just came in. Unexpectedly, he was punched in the chest with a heavy punch, and the wine money in his hand was scattered all over the ground. As a result, he was at the door, not daring to get up. He looked at the wine on the table with his eyes, lay on the ground as if he was dead, and rolled aside.

The shopkeeper thought it was a savior, but he didn't think that he was a pus-filled person, just like Mr. Buxiang sighed, thinking that he was a tall finger and pointed at the corner of his eyes and said: "Anyway, I've really been evil recently, and I have encountered a powerful bad luck." ”

waved to let the shopkeeper come to his side, took a cursory look at his palmistry, rolled his eyelids, suddenly turned pale, and said, "Well, it's not good, you're going to die here." ”

The shopkeeper thought that he could live in this small shop for the rest of his life, and couldn't help clapping his hands happily and exclaiming: "This is good, this is good, as the saying goes, the fallen leaves return to the roots, and the fox dies on the hill!"

"Then how will I die in the future? He then asked.

The fortune teller pulled a piece of the shopkeeper's hair, and he screamed "ouch". The second person soon had an answer: "You are sitting and dying in the ...... of drinking." ”

"Ah, is it wine? I'm going to quit drinking today, and I'll never die, and even if I die, it's only after I've lived a long life. The shopkeeper got this half-immortal heavenly opportunity and said: "Even if you don't buy wine in this study building tomorrow, see if you still say that I died from wine." ”

He was beaming with joy, and when he met auspiciousness to prevent murder, the fortune teller splashed a mouthful of water on the face of the shopkeeper and said, "No, you are about to die." ”

Xiao Er's heart was cold when he called this, and they smiled and said, "Mr. Hehe, he must be telling a joke, saying that Mr. coaxed me, a brainless person." ”

"Am I joking? Believe it or not, life and death depend on fate, wealth is in heaven. "The fortune teller is the way he can pinch and calculate with his squinted eyes, and he talks to himself.

Suddenly, Xiao Er saw the coffin on the roof of the building exposed, and a voice in his heart shouted: "Look at me, look at me, look at me." ”

The shopkeeper covered his ears and said, "I don't listen, I don't listen." ”

Someone in his ear seemed to be telling him, "Look up and see that they are all ghosts, ghosts!"

The shopkeeper Ertu is not willing to give up, which will surprise Jin Ye, which makes the monk, Jiang Shaogong and Hua Tianhao even more frightened. The shopkeeper raised his head to see if the fortune teller was still a fortune teller, and suddenly, he saw that the fortune teller's head was no longer flesh on it, and only the skull was left on it.

He turned his head in fear and saw the woman next to him, all of them were only a stand, the skull mouth kept opening and closing, and she looked at the woman holding not a sword, but a long bone. He turned around in fright and ran back, he saw that the three were only left with the stand for a while, which made the shopkeeper run to the counter in panic.

Jiang Shaogong couldn't believe what happened in the second moment of this shopkeeper, and actually started a sheep epilepsy and said, "What's wrong with him." ”

I saw that the shopkeeper had just arrived at the counter, blindfolded, and a large wine jar fell from above. Just smacked the head of the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper sank like this. With his mouth wide open, his hands and feet stretched out, and at a glance he looked like he was dead. A coffin fell from upstairs and covered the body of the shopkeeper, and an old man upstairs was probably his father.

He looked down from above and said, "Fortunately, no one came, I can't even die these days." ”

The shopkeeper's father just wanted to get out of the coffin to sleep, but the coffin was actually pushed down by him so suddenly. Then the old man slowly swayed down the stairs. Jin Ye was really curious when he looked at this, why could there be a coffin falling from the attic? It turned out that the old man was called the old coffin, the old coffin. It's just that the shopkeeper is not filial, and there is no room for him to sleep. So the old man had a coffin made and put it in the attic, and when he was sleepy and tired, he went to sleep in the coffin. In case one day has passed, then it is also convenient. She didn't understand the reason and asked, "What's wrong with him, old man?" ”

Xiao Er rolled his eyes and said, "He's dead." ”

"Dead. The old man went downstairs in a panic and said, "Who died?" ”

"Dead. The three of them couldn't help but lose their voices.

Bu Se seemed to have some desire and said: "This fortune teller is really a miracle." He panicked.

Hua Tianhao still has to complete his task, thinking that this fortune teller is really effective, no wonder he let him take action to catch this person alive, so he said: "This may be his ghost plan, don't believe him." ”

I don't want to know what kind of fate I ended up with, and how I cut the rest of my life. Whether it's true or not, it's okay to listen to his nonsense. Bu Se stepped forward and pointed at him and asked, "Old man, you must not have expected what happened to me." ”

The fortune teller said, "You, hehe." He laughed.

Bu Se thought to himself: "This person doesn't want to tell me, probably I have a good death." ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk is dedicated to the Buddha and purifies all sentient beings, and he will definitely be able to achieve positive results, hehe. He said with a sense of understanding.

Jin Ye didn't like this fake monk, and said to the appearance of benevolence and righteousness: "Presumptuous monk." ”

Bu Se stopped, for no one had ever spoken so loudly to him. She said with persuasion: "For those who are monks, when the quality of the culture is really important, such recklessness is insulting to the Buddha." ”

The fortune teller couldn't help laughing, and Jin Ye said incomprehensibly: "Old man, are you laughing at me?"

Bu Se nodded and said, "Yes, little girl, I'm laughing at you." ”

"You-you-you really bite Lu Dongbin-I don't know how good people are. I saved you, but you will report it with kindness, and it seems that you will not end well. She pointed her sword at the old fortune teller and said unceremoniously.

The fortune teller removed his sword and said, "Girl, if you don't become such an ignorant woman in the future, maybe your fate will be different." “

Lonely Golden Leaf couldn't bear such a person, so he hit him with the tail of his sword, Hua Tianhao and Jiang Shaogong saw that they turned against each other, so they jumped towards Lonely Golden Leaf at the same time. The fortune teller used the flag "You are still alive" to resist, but after a while, his flag was cut off.

The lonely golden leaf didn't know what was going on in his daze eyes, and the colorless monk wanted to know what his fate would be like later. When he saw that the fortune teller was seriously wounded, he went over and helped him to resist it. Jiang Shaogong didn't expect the colorless monk to help the fortune teller, and turned against them, and couldn't help asking: "Friend, what are you doing here, don't you ......." ”

"Don't get me wrong, friends, I still have a few words to ask this person, isn't it easy to kill someone?" The old gentleman said well, saving people's lives and building a seventh-level floating slaughter, besides, we are all monks and should be compassionate. ”

The fortune teller laughed heartily, Hua Tianhao's erhu knife string pointed at him, and said hatefully: "Master get out of the way, if we are still friends, don't stop it." ”

Bu Se also defended and said: "If you are friends with me, then why not ask the two donors to be magnanimous, or give the poor monk a face?"

Jiang Shaogong tasted the taste and said, "Okay, let the fortune teller continue." ”

Bu Se helped the fortune teller up and said, "Donor, you are old, so let's take it easy." ”

He smiled and said, "I can't see that you are a monk with a kind side, it's good, then I'll tell you a few words." ”

He walked to the door and looked outside, and said very darkly: "The rich take Li first, and the upper one takes the sunny as the Shang, and the gods are lawless." ”

He left this mystery sentence to the big monk, and when he looked up, the fortune teller was gone, and they turned around and prepared to deal with the lonely gold leaf side by side, who knew that the girl was gone. Hua Tianhao said with hatred: "Mom's are all turtles, and when she sees someone, she shrinks her head and slips away." ”

When the old man went downstairs and opened the coffin, he saw that it was the second child of the noodle shop. The old man burst into tears and choked up, "Son, why are you lying here? This is where my father is lying." Tears flowed. His eyes were clouded.

He was hoarse from crying, and kowtowed on the coffin.

"Bad old man, don't cry, cry anything. Go get us some food and drinks. Hua Tianhao was drinking, he was bored in his heart, and this cry disturbed his heart even more. He raised the noise by a few more decibels, which can be regarded as discouraged by the defeat.

The old man actually blamed him for being bad to himself, but Bijing was his only life, and cried: "My old man has only one son, and now my legs and feet are inconvenient, and I am alone in this world, how lonely it is." Besides, our son died today, don't I even have the right to cry in my house?"

Hua Tianhao didn't like to hear this, and the more he listened to it, the more angry he became, and shouted: "Bad old man, it's boring for you to live in this world, your son is dead, and one of your two daughters-in-law was robbed by bandits and went to be the lady of the village." One went to be a prostitute and stayed with the county lord, what do you mean by saying that you are still alive at this age, it is better for me to give you a ride. ”

Hua Tianhao pointed to the old man who was kneeling next to the shopkeeper and said, the old man closed his eyes, and tears flowed down his face. He trembled and said, "Come on." I'm not afraid of you. ”

Hua Tianhao was bored, and he wanted to get angry, so he walked over. The old man said to himself: "It is better for me to live alone than to die in pain." ”

He pulled out the hairpin on his head and stabbed it in the throat, and threw himself in the coffin. He took one last lame breath and said, "Good...... Son...... Daddy is here to accompany you. ”

A few people were bored, and kicked Li Qingtian who pretended to be dead away with a drink, and after they left, Li Qingtian took the opportunity to get the rice wine that had been brewed for ten years.