"Dad," Tang Zhihui frowned slightly, looking at the broken wood chips all over the ground and shaking her head helplessly.

"Oh, Zhihui, my father accidentally made a lot of strength, not as an example, not as an example. Tang Qinyuan touched his head and said.

"Dad, the third chapter of our covenant is very clear, you must control your temper, you are not allowed to smash things at every turn, and you are not allowed to steal other people's things, if you don't obey it, the next time Zhihui has news from Uncle Shi, I won't notify you. Tang Zhihui clasped her shoulders with her hands and pretended to be angry.

"Good daughter, Dad has already apologized to you, and I will never do it again next time, so you can spare Dad this time. Tang Qinyuan's face was full of pampering, and he put down his posture and pleaded in a low voice.

If Zhang Nansheng saw the appearance of Tang Madman's daughter slave here, he was afraid that his eyes would fall to the ground.

"No, these are the two jars of wine and sword immortals left by Uncle Shi, for you. ”

Seeing Tang Qinyuan's hippie smile in the wine arena, the hand that had just been stretched out thought about it and retracted.

"You better put it away, I don't drink. ”

Tang Zhihui was very surprised, his father loved wine, everyone knew that he was talking in his ear all day long, the best wine in the world was a wine sword fairy that was hard to buy, and if he could drink another jar of his wine career, he would have no regrets. So when she learned that a certain guest had a wine sword fairy, she would rather break the rule that the owner of the drunken immortal residence would not be a guest and come to the door twice to beg for wine.

I finally got two altars, but my father didn't want them.

"Zhihui, you keep these two jars of wine for my father, this is a matter between me and your uncle. Now that the deceased is gone, I won't stay, there are a lot of things to deal with in the house, so I'll leave first. ”

Tang Qinyuan went back without saying a word, leaving Tang Zhihui puzzled for a long time. My father used to come to Nanping and always liked to play Lai for a few more days, and he said that there were many things in the house, and his head hurt when he went back, so why did he leave today?

Zhang Nansheng and the three of them didn't know what happened in the Drunken Immortal Residence at this time, they were fighting with people.

Here's the thing, although Zhang Nansheng proudly rejected Tang Zhihui's escort and suggestions, he actually regretted it.

If it weren't for the fact that he was avoiding someone, he would rather have eaten, drank, and had fun with a free financier. As early as when Tang Qinyuan stepped into the gate of Nanping City, Zhang Nansheng sensed that they had been together for so many years, and he was very familiar with Tang Qinyuan's breath, so he hurriedly refused Tang Zhihui to leave the Drunken Immortal Residence.

Cha Ming and Luo Xifeng were going to the Seven Swords Gate, and anyway, he had nothing to do, so he walked with them and went all the way north.

Cha Ming was more excited all the way, looking at the candy blower for a while, looking at calligraphy and painting for a while, and even chatting with the blind fortune teller who set up a stall on the side of the road for a long time.

The sun is shining, the food is full, and the lazy weather is so comfortable that people want to take a pleasant nap.

"What kind of broken pharmacy are you, you don't even have a Qi Nourishing Pill, and you're embarrassed to open it on the street of Nanping. ”

A noise and the breaking of bottles and cans broke the sleepy neighborhood, and they poked their heads out one by one to look at the sound.

There was a crowd of people watching the excitement at the door of the hanging pot medicine store, of course, including the small-headed and small-brained Cha Ming and the fat-headed Zhang Nansheng, Luo Xifeng stood far away with a sword and a horse.

Cha Ming and Zhang Nansheng watched the excitement with a gloating face, not to mention how happy they were.

"This girl, the Qi Cultivation Pill requires an alchemist with spiritual power above level 10 to refine it, even in Kyoto, there are not many medicine stores that have it in stock, let alone our Nanping. The shopkeeper of the medicine store looked at the medicinal herbs that had been thrown to the ground, squatted on the ground in distress and quickly picked them up, and carefully dusted off the dust on them.

"What, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay? Don't worry, my aunt and grandmother have money, I've heard that the hanging pot medicine store has just entered a batch of good qi nourishing pills, you don't hide it, how much does it cost to open up directly." The girl with her hands on her hips, twisting her face, looked condescendingly at the shopkeeper who was squatting on the ground to pick up medicinal herbs.

"Girl, I'm afraid it's a misunderstanding, how can I have the ability to enter a batch of good qi nourishing pills in the hanging pot medicine store, if you say that Nanping has it, unless the Tang medicine store, this medicine store really doesn't have it." The shopkeeper was so anxious that his face was sweating, and he was pale and seemed to be unwell.

He didn't want to argue with the girl anymore, so he grabbed the herbs he picked up with the hem of his coat and turned back to the store.

"Eh, who let you go. The girl took the shopkeeper's hand, and a trace of aura worked, and she wanted to throw the shopkeeper out.

The medicinal herbs that were finally picked up flew to the ground again, and the shopkeeper was about to fall to the ground, at this time, a pretty figure flashed by, supporting the shopkeeper who should have fallen.

Cha Ming was originally here to see the excitement, and the quarrel in the neighborhood was nothing more than scolding his father and scolding his mother to greet the eighteenth generation of ancestors, who knew that he was actually a cultivator who relied on his ability to show off his might in front of a mortal.

She couldn't bear this, and when she saw that the girl had used spiritual power, she took action.

Before Cha Ming could stand firmly, an aura came towards her hand holding the shopkeeper, and Cha Ming was in a hurry and flew up in the air holding the shopkeeper, and she could avoid the blow.

Seeing that she had dodged, the girl quickly knotted her hands with a black face, wanting to weave a higher aura immortal formula, but before she could finish weaving, she was grabbed by a big fat black hand.

"At such a young age, so vicious, the child reported his name. Zhang Nansheng grabbed her with one hand, and raised his head with an immeasurable wine jug in one hand and drank a few big sips of wine.

"Where did you come from, old drunkard, take away your dirty hands. The girl struggled hard, but her hands could not move at all.

Luo Xifeng took the unconscious shopkeeper from Cha Ming's hand, with a hint of worry:

"Are you alright?"

Cha Ming shook his head, reassuring him. The girl who was caught by Zhang Nansheng smashed other people's shops without asking, and wanted to hurt people's lives, and even Luo Xifeng couldn't stand it.

Cha Ming was glad in his heart, fortunately he learned to fly, otherwise he would have to vomit blood if he was hit by this blow aura.

"Cui—" The girl let out a loud whistle, and in a moment several people flew in from all directions.

The crowd around them were all cultivators, and they scattered in a hurry, for fear of harming themselves.

"Ouch, you've got an accomplice. Hehe, let the old man play with you. Zhang Nansheng fell crookedly until he took a few more sips, and the girl stumbled after him.

"Stinky old man, let go quickly, don't let go, be careful that I can't spare you. The girl was still struggling, but then she found that the aura in her body was frozen, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, this drunkard old man's spiritual power was much higher than herself, and she would definitely not be able to escape on her own.

"Isn't this Hongqu, let you buy a Qi Nourishing Pill and be caught, this is really laughing to death, if you let the door master know, do you still have the face to go back?"

A voluptuous woman leans against a tall man, with a face full of mockery and schadenfreude.