The next day, Zhang Quyi and Han Feng entered the mountain again, this time bringing a box of Moutai and a lot of meat such as roast duck and chicken. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two walked for a while, suddenly stopped and looked at each other, and Zhang Quyi said lightly: "You rest for a while, I'll send that guy away." After saying that, he disappeared in place.

In a moment, a terrible cry came from the bushes more than ten meters away behind him: "My mother, there are ghosts!"

Immediately afterwards, Boss Sun of the farm jumped out, with a frightened look on his face, as if he was crazy, and spread his legs and fled desperately towards the way he came. When he ran out of the mountains and forests in one go, he didn't know how many heels he fell, his head was swollen and his face was blue, his clothes were hung in tatters by thorns, his body was scarred, and he was embarrassed like a beggar.

It turned out that this product felt sorry for the box of Moutai wine worth five or six thousand yuan, so he sneakily tiptoed behind Zhang Quyi and Han Feng, planning to find an opportunity to steal the wine back. It's just that this guy can't even hide it from Han Feng, let alone Zhang Quyi, so he was discovered when he left the village.

Zhang Quyi just quietly walked behind him and injected a wisp of evil qi into his head, which immediately had a ghostly hallucination, and ran back in fright.

After sending Boss Sun away, Zhang Quyi and Han Feng continued to move forward and came to the big cave yesterday.

Han Feng spread a piece of canvas in the open space by the stream, took out a bag of fragrant meat, and opened the wrapped oiled paper. In this way, the two of them drank and ate meat by the stream, and the mellow aroma of Moutai liquor spread in the air.

"Zhang Shao, will that guy really come?" Han Feng asked as he nibbled on the chicken legs.

"Look!" Zhang Quyi said lightly, he wasn't sure if the other party would show up, but if the other party was really a drunkard guy, it was very likely that he would show up.

As soon as Zhang Quyi finished speaking, his heart suddenly moved, and he said: "It's coming, it's so fast, be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Feng on the opposite side had already fallen headlong, Zhang went in shock, jumped up and slashed backwards with a palm, but it was empty.

Zhang Quyi's heart was full of awe, he had been releasing his divine sense just now to cover a radius of fifty meters, so when a white shadow appeared, he immediately found it, but he didn't expect that the white shadow could be so fast, and before he could react, Han Feng had already been knocked to the ground.

Zhang Quyi's consciousness swept over Han Feng in a hurry, and found that he had just fainted, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked around vigilantly, and said loudly: "Senior, there is absolutely no malice in the bottom, please show up." ”

"If you kid had any malice, your companion would have had his head cut off by Poor Dao!" a shrill voice abruptly sounded behind him.

Zhang turned around and found that there was an extra guy wearing a Taoist robe and a square hat behind him. This person turned his back to him, he couldn't see what he looked like, his back was a little hunched, his hands and feet were slender, and he had an indescribable strange feeling when he looked at it.

Zhang Quyi was vigilant with his dark spiritual power, and said cautiously: "In the next Zhang Quyi, I took the liberty to come to visit this time, and I also asked the seniors not to be surprised." ”

The Taoist smashed his mouth and snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, what are you looking for the poor Dao?" followed by a shrugging voice.

Zhang Quyi's heart moved, it seems that this guy is really an alcoholic, he can't sit still when he smells the wine, and he said straight to the point: "I heard that there is a Chinese New Year's Eve Ming Sand here, so I want to ask the seniors, where can I find it!"

The Taoist scratched his face strangely, and said coldly: "Wan Chinese New Year's Eve Mingsha is the of those stinky bats?"

Zhang went to a dark sweat and nodded: "It's bat dung, but it must be 10,000 years old." ”

"There isn't one here, you can look elsewhere!"

Zhang Quyi frowned and said, "Really not, how did I hear that someone had found it here before?"

"When? What's your name?"

"About a hundred years ago, that person's name was Wang Fengchun!"

Wang Fengchun was a famous doctor during the Republic of China, a native of Su City, Su Province, and now his descendants are also somewhat famous in the art world, and the news that Shennongjia has a Chinese New Year's Eve Mingsha is provided by the Su family.

The Taoist seemed to think for a moment, and said sharply: "More than a hundred years ago...... Wang Fengchun, I remembered, it turned out to be that kid. When he came here to find the Ming Sand on Chinese New Year's Eve, he was almost swallowed by a forest python, but it was my master who saved him. ”

Zhang Qu was slightly shocked, if Wang Fengchun hadn't died now, he was already over one hundred and thirty years old, so how old did he have to be in front of him, no wonder his cultivation was so high, and his strength was definitely above him. And it seems that there is a master who listens to what he means, so how strong is his master?

"Didn't the seniors say that there is no Chinese New Year's Eve bright sand here?"

"That would have been, but not now!"

"Why isn't there now?"

"No, no, why do you ask so much!" said the Taoist a little impatiently.

Zhang Quyijian's eyebrows frowned, although he was unhappy in his heart, but he was helpless, who called himself weaker than others, so he had to say patiently: "Senior, I really need Chinese New Year's Eve Ming Sha, if you have it on hand, can you give me some, I can exchange things." ”

The Taoist seemed to muse: "Poor Dao doesn't have Chinese New Year's Eve Ming Sha in his hands, but if you can do me a favor, I can tell you where to find it!"

Zhang Quyi couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Senior, please speak!"

The Taoist swallowed his saliva with a grunt, and suddenly turned around and said, "It's really fragrant, don't care, let's get over it first!"

When Zhang went to see the "respect" of this Taoist person, he was slightly taken aback for a moment, damn, this guy in front of him has a Lei Gong face, full of white hair, where is a person, it is clearly a white ape wearing a Taoist robe!

Zhang Quyi felt strange when he looked at its back just now, Ya's original was really not a human, just this respectful face, no wonder it would be thought to be a wild man.

"Senior, please take a seat!" Zhang Qu came back to his senses in an instant, and immediately made a gesture of please.

In the spirit world, it is not uncommon to see demon beasts that cultivate transformation, so Zhang Quyi doesn't think it's particularly strange. The white ape in front of him has not yet been able to transform into a human being, and the reason why he can speak human words should be that he has refined the horizontal bones in his throat.

The white ape glanced at Zhang Quyi a little strangely, squatted down and picked up a bottle of Moutai wine and drank it deliciously, Lei Gong's face was full of enjoyment: "Good wine, good wine!"

It was just a few cups of tea, and all ten bottles of Moutai wine went into the white ape's stomach, and as for the fragrant meat, it didn't even glance at it.

The white ape patted his belly and burped, and said slightly drunk: "You kid is good, you are not afraid when you see the appearance of Poor Dao, and your strength is quite passable." In this way, you go with the poor road, help do one thing, and afterwards the poor road will tell you where there is a Chinese New Year's Eve bright sand. ”

"What do you want to do to help out next?" Zhang Quyi kept an eye on it, this white ape's strength was much stronger than himself, and it was definitely not easy to let him help out, so he had to ask clearly first.

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