Yi Xiao took Mingzhu'er to rest in Qing'an City for two days.

In the past two days, Yi Xiao has not been idle, and inquired around about the situation in Beiguan.

Not long ago, there was a big battle at Icewood Lake.

The rain devil who was famous in the past came to an abrupt end in Bingmu Lake, and even triggered the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, and the dragon and phoenix chant resounded on the lakeside for three days, but the big devil did not even leave a corpse.

The devil is in trouble.

After this battle, Qi Liang's red clothes that traveled north across thousands of miles really became famous.

The rivers and lakes are in a uproar, and at the age of seventeen, he was promoted to the ninth grade, a real demon genius. vaguely lifted this red-clothed child to the same level as Ye Xiaolou, the heir of the Sword Shrine.

It is said that this extremely handsome red-clothed swordsman has extremely good kendo attainments, and he can go to the Northern Plains alone to kill the rain demon, and his cultivation is not even as good as the grandmaster, and it is not too much. It's a pity that after the end of this battle, there was no news about this red-clothed man, and many people speculated that he died with the rain devil.

As for the purple-shirted master whose whereabouts are erratic, he can't catch the figure at all.

Outside Qing'an City, Yi Xiao carried a pot of wine.

This small city in Beiguan is not without nothing, and the two most famous purple bamboo producing areas in the world are the South China Sea and the other is Luoyang.

And what the world doesn't know is Luoyang Zizhu, which is actually stationed in Qing'an City.

The purple bamboo is tall and straight, the bamboo is handsome, its face is smooth, but it is unruly and unyielding, and it is known as the first product of bamboo products in the world.

Being a man is like making bamboo, and it is better to bend than to bend over.

The black-clothed young man carried a jar of wine and walked straight into the purple bamboo forest.

The light of Qing'an City is just right, and the dense bamboo leaves cast mottled bamboo shadows.

Yi Xiao was stunned as she carried this jar of wine.

Zhu Lianxiang was constantly thinking in his mind, but he couldn't grasp the idea.

He squinted his eyes, wondering what kind of abacus the purple-shirted Great Master had saved?

Has the red cloth escaped the catastrophe, or is it ......

Yi Xiao shook his head and opened the lid of the wine jar.

This jar of wine is the best wine that can be bought in Qing'an City.

He quietly looked at this altar of light bamboo leaves.

Purple bamboo rustled in the sky overhead.

"I will go into the northern plains to find you, to see people in life, and to see corpses in death. The northern plains are sparsely populated, and I don't know if I can buy this good wine. His Royal Highness muttered to himself: "I know you don't drink, and it just so happens that I don't drink either, but whether you can meet in the future is still two words, and I will break the vow and give you a glass today!"

After saying that, Yi Xiao picked up the wine jar and was slightly ready to close his eyes on his back.

Suddenly, a dark shadow passed by.

Yi Xiao suddenly frowned, looking at the empty inner wall of the wine jar.

Zizhulin suddenly bent his waist and fell towards a person in unison.

There was an extra drunken man on the ground opposite Yi Xiao, lying in the middle of the purple bamboo forest with a big grin, and he was satisfied with a burp.

The man was disheveled, his eyes were foggy, he half-sat up and looked at Yi Xiao with a smile, and said with a big tongue: "Little brother...... This wine is good...... Great!"

Yi Xiao looked at this unfathomable man, and then looked at his inner wall wine jar, which was extremely clean and was scavenged, and muttered: "Buddhism technique?"

The man laughed and wiped his mouth with a tattered white robe, his eyes were drunk, but he said heartily: "Good wine, good wine!

The fingertips are swirling with the smell of wine, mixed with a faint golden Buddha light.

After that, he fell to the ground on his back and fell asleep.

"Buddhism Finger ......" Yi Xiao suddenly looked at this drunk man with a strange face, who would use the secret skills of Buddhism to steal wine?

The surrounding purple bamboo leans over, low waist, and it is the domain of Buddhism.

Maybe I couldn't wait for the good wine I wanted for a long time, maybe I was a little irritable in my dream.

Sudden thunder on the flat ground!

"Boy, where's the wine?" the white-robed man suddenly scolded angrily and said, "You are a prince of a country, why don't you even give a jar of wine?"

Yi Xiao suddenly woke up and looked at the white-robed man with a smile on the corner of his lips.

He held his forehead in extreme pain, with a vulgar fat powder smell on his body, and he couldn't keep it from where he came back from a hangover, and finally his brows stretched slightly, and he slowly said in a dream: "If you want to enter Beiyuan, wouldn't it be the way of the old fox of Xuan Shangyu, not to mention the red clothes of the Mu family, who are expected to escape from Beiyuan, and take a small life in vain." Isn't that stupid?"

Yi Xiao was shocked and waited for the next article.

"So...... Serve the wine, you idiot!"

The tattered white-robed man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of impatience, and he scolded angrily: "I, Liu Chanqi, can't even drink a meal of wine from you?"

Liu Chan Seven?

He's Liu Chanqi?!

Wait a minute...... Who is Liu Chanqi?

Yi Xiao looked dazed.

The white-robed man rolled over impatiently, and a hand reached out of the white robe.

Yi Xiao's pupils shrunk.

The complexion of that hand was as white as jade, and a big red lotus was tattooed on the palm of the hand.

made Yi Xiao suddenly think of someone.

It is true that he has never heard the name Liu Chanqi.

Who else is the Buddhist character with a big red lotus tattooed on the palm of his hand?

But who doesn't remember the amazing man who sat under the Bodhi tree and made a mark and a big red lotus in his palm when the Eight Kingdoms were in turmoil?

Buddhist characters have never been on the list, and no one knows the name of this once amazing Buddhist guest.

It is only known that in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period, the Northern Wei Dynasty was thousands of miles of floating land, and Emperor Cao Luoyang ascended the throne.

The city bowed its head, and Luoyang was the only Bodhi who refused to bow his head.

This Buddhist Keqing with a big red lotus mark on his palm was unwilling to bow his head, and he was with the purple-shirted master for a day and a night.

It is necessary to leave an inch of pure land for the Buddha to offset with life.

It's a pity that the purple-shirted master didn't miss the old feelings, and decided to cut off the roots of the Bodhi tree and re-establish a new capital on the remains of Buddhism.

The guest of Buddhism refused to leave and lived and died with Bodhi.

A night of arrow rain, shooting through Bodhi, the big red lotus withered overnight.

In the end, the big red lotus mark was cut off by the hands of the people, and the corpse was thrown into the Qijiang River together.

In other words, this Buddhist guest was already a dead man sixteen years ago.

Yi Xiao looked at the tattered white-robed man who was drunk and fainted, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This Liu Chanqi, if it weren't for the fact that he had bluffed himself with the general momentum, he really didn't believe that the Buddhist Keqing would come back from the dead.

After thinking for a while, His Royal Highness decided to bring two jars of good wine to this drunkard.

The tattered white-robed man pursed his lips, squinted his eyes slightly, and caught a glimpse of the figure of the black-clothed young man in the distance, and turned over with a big grin.

Zizhulin leaned down and bowed, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing his dream.

He muttered: "If it weren't for Xiao Mingzhu'er's face, who would have scarced your jars of wine." ”

......

After half a ring.

Yi Xiao trotted all the way, carrying two jars of wine in her left and right hands, and by the way, she also brought the pearl that she had nothing to do in addition to eating and drinking in the past few days, and the little girl hugged a jar of wine with both hands, followed Yi Xiao, and ran on the bluestone road.

"Brother, are you enlightened?" the girl trotted with a jar of wine in her arms and quipped, "Minors can't drink." ”

Yi Xiao is two hands each carrying a jar of wine, and she can't start the show, otherwise she will definitely turn around and reward her with a flick of her fingers, so she can only pretend to be fierce and say: "I warn you, don't open any pot and mention which pot, you haven't settled the account with the framing at the drinking party." ”

Mingzhu'er stuck out her tongue and suddenly asked, "Brother, you said you went to see a senior, which senior is it?"

Yi Xiao could see the strong Buddha nature of the drunken white-robed man, and thought for a while: "It should be a Buddhist senior." ”

"Buddhism seniors?" Xiao Nizi was surprised, "Buddhism seniors still drink, so you can't open meat?"

Yi Xiao thought of the lingering smell of fat powder on that Liu Chanqi's body, and estimated that this senior not only opened meat, but also had the kind of color.

So the little hall nodded strangely.

"Buddhism opens meat and drinks. That must be a very strange senior?" Mingzhu'er tilted her head and thought for a while: "Master said that Buddhism has a few guests who walk in the world, and if they are not born, they are amazing. This senior is a little different. ”

Suddenly, Mingzhu stopped.

"Brother, that guy is wearing a tattered white robe?"

Yi Xiao sighed, and Mingzhu'er suddenly had an ominous omen in her heart, and asked, "Is there a red lotus tattooed on the palm of your hand?"

"Do you know ......" Before Yi Xiao's words fell, a voice of a white robe suddenly falling to the ground sounded, followed by the sound of laughter.

"Little Mingzhu'er, I want to kill Uncle Seven!"

The white-robed sloppy man laughed, his toes touched the ground, his figure was extremely sharp, and he snatched Yi Xiao's jar of good wine with both hands, the lid of the jar flew out, and the fragrance had not yet overflowed, the man opened his mouth slightly in mid-air, his nose was buzzing, and the wine in the jar was a line of its own, all into the abdomen.

Mingzhu'er hugged the wine jar in her arms, hid behind Yi Xiao, frowned and looked at the sloppy man in white robe in front of her, and said coldly: "How many times have I said it, I don't recognize you, the seventh uncle, and I don't learn your Buddhism, let alone practice your Buddhism, why do you want to pester me?"

Yi Xiao narrowed her eyes and protected Mingzhu'er behind her back, and the Hibiscus Sword was already dormant and ready to go.

The white-robed Liu Chanqi smashed his mouth, with an endless aftertaste, and then rolled his eyes and said, "The old guy is gone, and there is a little guy who protects the calf." ”

Yi Xiao asked in a low voice, "Is it friend or foe?"

Mingzhu'er rolled her eyes, "It's a stubborn donkey, the master said that this person should have died in Qijiang a long time ago, but he came back to life." At the beginning, I found Guan Shan with a broken palm, and then I was picked up by the master with a broken palm, and I had to accept me as a disciple if I didn't forgive, and the master heard that he was so angry that he drove him for three years, and he was driven to Beiyuan. ”

Liu Chanqi was neither angry nor annoyed when he heard this, he flicked his fingers slightly, the lid of the wine jar in Mingzhu'er's arms was opened, the wine gas gathered into a line, and after a wine burp with satisfaction, the tattered white-robed man said lazily: "If you can't be a master and apprentice, you can be an uncle and nephew." Uncle Seven is a title that many people can't ask for, I Liu Chanqi and your master are close friends, when we went to the wine cellar of the eight great monarchs to steal wine and drink, and walked around the kiln together with the belt of our trousers. ”

"Phew. Mingzhu'er was so angry that her face turned blue, "Master said, he just met you when he was taking medicine, and he was splashed with sewage, and he can't get rid of the stigma of stealing wine and mixing with Qinglou in this life." ”

"Take the medicine?" Liu Chanqi laughed angrily and said, "Then why don't you say that I met him by chance when I went to get wine, and I was chased by the iron cavalry of the Eight Great Powers for 108,000 miles, and I almost killed Qijiang?"

Yi Xiao tried to hold back a smile.

Take medicine, take wine?

"Drinking wine is not stealing...... Wine ...... Can the affairs of the people in the rivers and lakes be regarded as stealing?" Liu Chanqi blew his beard and glared, and said, "Where in the world is not my wine cellar?"

The sloppy man in the white robe had a big argument with Mingzhu'er, and then there were some difficult words, which gave Yi Xiao a headache when he heard it.

"When your master went to the Chess Palace, he asked me to control the wind, so I drank three more cups, three cups is nothing, right?

"What are you talking about?Nanhai?Nanhai really wronged me that time, he didn't make it clear to me, he said that he stole his and I stole mine, and in the end he was found out and affected me, and he was almost killed by the chess master on the peak, how can this be counted on my head?"

"Your master said that I am not a good thing? I bah, your master is not a good thing, last time I went to the Northern Wei Dynasty, he said that half of the medicine hall was emptied, and he really emptied half of the medicine hall!

"You actually told Uncle Seventh to get out of here?" Okay! Get out of here!" Liu Chanqi said angrily: "When did I, Liu Chanqi, suffer from this anger, it really doesn't make sense!"

Mingzhu rolled her eyes and waited for the white-robed man to get out.

After waiting for a long time, I saw that the white-robed man had a sly smiling face, and he refused to move as if the soles of his feet were rooted.

"Are you going to leave?" Mingzhu'er said angrily: "If you don't leave, I'll ask my brother to shoot you to death!"

Liu Chanqi laughed, and said: "When I'm stupid, I won't leave!" One brother shouts so affectionately, but it's a pity that your brother can't beat me now, even if he becomes a grandmaster in the future, and wants to shoot me to death, there is still a distance of 108,000 miles. ”

Yi Xiao looked at this Buddhist guest seriously, thinking of what he had just said.

Even if it was the cultivation of the Grandmaster of Su Da Dan Saint who surpassed the Nine Ranks, he was chased and killed to Dongguan Mountain and did not dare to come out again.

resisted the palm of the old palace master of the chess palace, was buried under the snowy mountain, and was almost not killed by the chess saint on the final peak.

How did this man, who is only at the pinnacle of the ninth grade, survive?

Could it be that the physique of Buddhism is really so powerful?

His Royal Highness thought of the man who cultivated Buddha and became a demon, and he was also unable to die in various ways, and even caused the catastrophe to be unharmed.

I don't know how many super existences the bad things done by the white-robed man in front of me have angered, and he was even abandoned by Xuan Shangyu sixteen years ago, and he is finally alive and well now.

looked at the sloppy man in the white robe who couldn't see the scruffy man in the white robe who couldn't see the blood in front of him.

Demons. Extremely wicked.

Yi Xiao was puzzled.

Liu Chanqi narrowed his eyes and said jokingly: "Boy, do you want to know how I survived until now?"

Yi Xiao nodded seriously.

Liu Chanqi smiled, showing a treacherous look and said, "Invite me to have a good meal, and I'll tell you." ”

PS: No. 151617 three-day exam, first ask for a monthly ticket, and break out after the exam!