86_86410 Zi Xiaoyun quietly walked over and walked around the old man for a long time, wanting to get the money bag, but the old man suddenly raised his leg and kicked Zi Xiaoyun's arm back, and then naturally turned over and continued to sleep.

This made Zi Xiaoyun scratch his head, this old man is really strange, he can't sleep honestly, and he wants me to spend so much time! Zi Xiaoyun touched the arm where he was kicked, and then changed his other hand and slowly walked towards the money bag.

The old man didn't turn over, but directly grabbed Zi Xiaoyun's hand and put it in his arms, Zi Xiaoyun's arm was dragged over at once, and his body fell directly to the ground, "Oh, is there a mistake!"

"Mmmm, no mistake, no mistake. ”

The old man suddenly spoke, scaring Zi Xiaoyun half to death, he slowly raised his head but saw that the old man was holding his arm and rubbing it back and forth to his mouth, "Good fragrant pork knuckle, it won't be mistaken, it won't be mistaken, it's definitely braised flavor, it's definitely ・・・・・・."

Zi Xiaoyun tried his best to retract his arm, but he couldn't pull it, and the old man held Zi Xiaoyun's arm firmly in his arms, and his strength was a thousand catties. Zi Xiaoyun kicked his legs fiercely and looked at the old man angrily, but there was no way to escape. Zi Xiaoyun gritted his teeth and said in pieces: "You old man, after asking for a day's food, do you still want to treat my golden hand as a pig's trotter! Damn, as soon as I turn over, I will immediately pull out your beard!"

"Ahh

"Take off, dislocated ・・・・・・ dislocated・・・・・・" Zi Xiaoyun gritted his teeth and looked at his twisted arm, cold sweat flowing down his face.

The white-bearded old man still fell asleep leisurely on Zi Xiaoyun's back, and touched Zi Xiaoyun's fingers from time to time and said, "It's okay, it's okay, braised pig's trotters, how to say it, how to eat it・・・・・・

"I'll eat your uncle!"

"Gada. ”

"Oh-my waist ・・・・・・ also flashed-"

The white-bearded old man touched his thigh, pouted, and finally let go of Zi Xiaoyun's arm. Zi Xiaoyun's dislocated arm couldn't move at all, and slid sideways to the ground. The white-bearded old man stretched out his arms, "It's so comfortable-", at this moment the white-bearded old man woke up, lay on the ground and looked at the sky and said to himself: "When did I sleep in such a comfortable bed as a beggar?"

The white-bearded old man kept writhing and bouncing on Zi Xiaoyun's back, "You come down for me!"

Zi Xiaoyun shouted loudly, and the white-bearded old man was startled and slipped off Zi Xiaoyun's back. "I, I'm ・・・・・・ how can there be someone here! My sleeping position, oops, has been seen by everyone-" The white-bearded old man lowered his head shyly, shook his body and immediately ran away.

Zi Xiaoyun held his waist and finally stood up, looked at the old man and scolded: "Next time, don't let the master see you, I will beat you once I see you, don't say that I don't care about the old, weak, sick and disabled!" Zi Xiaoyun waved his hands and hit the place where the white-bearded old man ran, "Hey, my arm, okay?"

Zi Xiaoyun touched his head, and walked in the other direction helplessly, it was really unlucky to meet such a stupid beggar! Zi Xiaoyun scolded to himself, and he didn't go far to meet a farmer with a flat burden, this farmer had gray hair, dark skin, wore shorts and shorts, and walked hard carrying a basket of heavy objects.

It wasn't a big deal, and Zi Xiaoyun didn't pay attention to it, but when the farmer passed by Zi Xiaoyun's side, he suddenly fell down and pressed on Zi Xiaoyun's body. The farmer wanted to get up immediately, but he fell down as soon as he was halfway up, and this time he pressed Zi Xiaoyun to the point of vomiting blood.

"I, I, you, uncle! Can you stop standing up! You, you want to kill me. Zi Xiaoyun fell to the ground and said weakly.

The farmer had no choice but to lie on Zi Xiaoyun's body, gasping for breath and saying, "I'm really sorry, young man, I'm too old to walk, things are too heavy to pick up." This, this is now pressing on you, I'm really sorry!"

"I don't blame you for holding you down, but you really need to lose weight! Why is it so heavy・・・・・・

"Oh, young man, I'm an old man, with little flesh and bones, where is there a weight, but now I've fallen and injured myself, and I can't get up at all, young man, can you help me?"

Zi Xiaoyun couldn't wait to help him pull him up, but this farmer was really heavy, no matter how Zi Xiaoyun pushed it, the farmer was like a mountain that didn't move at all. After tossing for a while, the farmer rested, and slowly got up on his own, until Zi Xiaoyun was tired and out of breath.

"Young man, I can't carry this flat burden at all, can you help me take me to the town and ask a groom to help me carry it away? The old man's house is still more than fifty miles away from here, and he really can't walk. ”

Zi Xiaoyun looked at the farmer with white hair, a weak body, and a sweaty face, and couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart, and nodded, "Okay, I'll help you, it just so happens that I'm going to go into the town to rest, and there should be a few miles to walk from here." ”

The farmer smiled and nodded, following behind Zi Xiaoyun.

In the afternoon, Zi Xiaoyun finally arrived in the town, and just went in to find a groom to deliver the goods, but when he turned around and wanted to ask where the things were delivered, the farmer was gone. Zi Xiaoyun had no way to pay the freight by himself, so he handed over the goods to the horseman for safekeeping, and waited until he found the farmer to deliver them.

It's time to go chic and chic after a busy day, Zi Xiaoyun came to the tavern again without saying a word, he just spent some silver taels for a stranger, he was distressed, if he didn't earn it back quickly, wouldn't it be a big loss. didn't say a word, and suddenly another person shouted at the viewing platform on the second floor of the restaurant.

"I'm drinking, I've never lost to anyone, and my friends outside call me 'a thousand cups not drunk'. Whoever can get me drunk, I'll reward him with a tael of silver!" The man sat down with a few friends, and he couldn't drink too much.

Zi Xiaoyun saw the opportunity, and when a few friends around the man were dizzy and drunk, he immediately made a move to compete with this man. Whoever loses, he will give all his money bags to the other party. The man was also brute force, and when he saw that someone dared to challenge him, he immediately agreed. The two of them were on the street and began to drink in large bowls.

Zi Xiaoyun drank a thousand cups without pouring, and the wine in his body was all dissolved by the immortal recipe and evaporated instantly, but although that man was tall and big, he was also a mortal*, how could he be compared to Zi Xiaoyun who had the immortal formula? It didn't take long for him to faint, and the silver on his body was also lost. The crowd on the road is better.

Just as Zi Xiaoyun was about to turn around and leave, a Taoist appeared in front of him, this Taoist person had white hair, long beard, and eyebrows, like an immortal, and was content. The Taoist wore a clean Taoist robe and held a banner in front of Zi Xiaoyun.

"What are you doing, do you know if you're in my way?"

The Taoist looked at Zi Xiaoyun's eight-foot height, smiled and said: "Young people, don't be impulsive, this road is owned by everyone, isn't it owned by you alone, I stand today, and I can't stand in your way tomorrow!"

"Hey, I said that you, a Taoist priest, know how to compete with others when you speak, I want to walk over now, and you have to stand in front of me and not let me go, what are you doing! What do you want to do!"

The Taoist stroked his long beard and pointed to the flag he was holding, which read "Count a Thousand Machines".

"I don't tell my fate, you mean these things are useless, let me tell you, my fate is up to me! I don't believe in the so-called destiny of you Taoist priests, if there is a destiny, I Zixiaoyun would have died more than 20 years ago! Go away and go away. ”

The Taoist smiled and said loudly to the people on the street: "I've calculated correctly, you will definitely lose today's wine competition!"

As soon as he said this, it was clear that he was going to declare war with Zi Xiaoyun, where was Zi Xiaoyun willing to let him, he had the supreme divine artifact Immortal Secret Heavenly Fu in his body, even if he had tens of thousands of glasses of wine, he would not let himself get drunk, this person was really interesting to say, "Look at me if I don't want to pull your face!" Zi Xiaoyun suddenly picked up a jar of wine from the owner of the restaurant and said.

"I'll compete with you!If I lose, I'll give you all the money!" Zi Xiaoyun smiled, "But if you lose—"

"You can't drink the second bowl!" the man patted Zi Xiaoyun on the shoulder and smiled