At this moment, Huang Cong and their surprised voices came from there.

"Ah, what a big spider!"

"Look, its legs are so long!"

"It's bones! It's all bones. ”

Presumably it was Huang Cong and the three of them who saw Yan Tianzhen who was possessed by the white bone spider, and Hai Fugui hurriedly picked up Huang Qiao and walked over.

"Wow, it's getting bigger, so big,"

"Giggle...... Playful. ”

When Hai Fugui arrived, Yan Tianzhen had already become the biggest, and Huang Cong, Huang Ying, and Huang Ling not only felt scared, but also had fun with her, each holding a tall and slender leg, climbed up quickly, and then slid down with a smile.

Yan Tianzhen has been cautious since she entered Shu Mountain, and when she arrived at Yue Chi Peak, she hid in the backyard. Seeing Huang Cong's three grass demons treating her as a playground, he knew that this was the master's boy, and he didn't dare to really hurt them, so he had to make his body bigger and let them retreat, but these three guys were fat and fat, but they were extremely flexible, and they didn't make a move for a while.

Huang Qiao saw the spider in the big house, and clapped his little hands happily, as if he was cheering for his three elder brothers.

They are the age when children are greedy for fun, Yue Chifeng is not big, all the spirit beasts and birds have been plagued by them, all the stone caves have been drilled, although Shu Mountain is big, they don't dare to go to other places, and they are naturally excited to play when they see the novel white bone spider.

Hai Fugui shouted: "Okay, everyone come down." ”

The three little ones immediately slid down and stood in front of their master, waiting for the master to speak.

"Do you want to hang out?"

"Where are you going? Is it Sister Elder?"

"Hehe, this time we're going a little farther away. ”

Hai Fugui couldn't help but regret it a little. With the smart and dexterous four came to the nearest market to Shushan, as soon as they landed, the four guys ran quickly.

It is a hundred miles away from Shushan Mountain, and it is no longer a steep peak that towers into the clouds, and the terrain is slightly gentle. There are many villages around, and the market is located on the side of a small river three zhang wide, called Luyun Town, the town is not large, only two intersecting small streets. Today happened to be a market, and the market was full of people, all kinds of hawkers and stalls, shouting constantly.

The four of them were curious to see everything, and they would go and pull the tail of the donkey, pull the iron bellows with their little faces, and grab a handful of rouge and gouache all over their bodies, and drill around in the crowd, and from time to time provoke the girls and young women to make coquettish noises. What kind of sugar people, windmills, drums, rock sugar gourds, etc., whether they can eat it or not, they all take it all in one go, as for the money that is not money, sorry, they don't have the concept of money yet, it is completely the scene of the Great Sage Havoc Heavenly Palace.

Hai Fugui had no choice but to follow behind, scrambling to wipe his ass and dig out silver. Take out the silver ticket given by Li Xinmao last time, good guy! One silver ticket of one thousand taels, there are five of them, and all the stalls in the entire Luyun Town do not need one thousand taels combined. At that time, I threw it into the Qiankun bag, and I didn't expect it to be such a large amount, so I had to tell the vendor that I would pay the bill and compensate at the only inn in the town afterwards.

When everyone saw him in a Taoist robe, they recognized him as a disciple of Shushan, and they were not embarrassed, but smiled and were extremely enthusiastic.

The smart and dexterous four little hands couldn't take it down, so he hurriedly ran back and shouted: "Master, master, quickly take the Qiankun bag out, there are so many delicious and fun things here, let's take them back!"

Hai Fugui said angrily: "The Qiankun bag is a Taoist magic weapon, how can it be used to hold these vulgar things?" In fact, he himself has a lot of vulgar things in it, such as sauce, vinegar, salt, cloth, etc.

Fortunately, Luyun Town is not big, and finally the four major troublemakers have finished sweeping, and they are temporarily resting in the inn, contented with today's harvest, and from time to time to look at Hai Fugui's Qiankun bag, because it is full of their "treasures". Hai Fugui waited for the people in the town to come and ask for compensation, but no traders came.

Hai Fugui probably guessed the thoughts of the townspeople, Luyun Town is close to Shushan, and has been benefited by the prestige of the Shushan faction for many years, not to mention any demons, not even thieves and thieves, the townspeople are grateful to the Shushan faction for bringing a stable life to everyone, what does it matter if it is messed up by the little Taoist boy.

The townspeople are grateful, but the disciples of Shushan can't have the intention of compelling grace, Hai Fugui took out a silver ticket and handed over to the innkeeper to share it equally among the people in today's market.

Just as he was about to rush back to Shushan, Hai Fugui saw an acquaintance, it was Xi Huan, dressed in cotton clothes, and a beautiful woman dressed as a village girl in black linen next to him.

Hai Fugui hurriedly stepped forward to say hello. Last time, with the help of Hai Fugui, Xi Huan and Cang Jia were able to avoid a tragic ending, and they were both grateful to Hai Fugui, and since then Xi Huan has been looking for an opportunity to thank Hai Fugui, but he didn't see him, and he didn't expect to meet here.

"Senior Brother Xihuan, are you still vulgar?" Hai Fugui asked in surprise.

Xi Huan looked a little embarrassed, and replied: "No, I have gone down the mountain a lot during this time, and I am afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so I go out in my regular clothes." "The Shushan faction can't help its disciples get married and have children, but it's not good for you to show your affection so openly, so every time Xihuan goes down the mountain to visit Cangjia, he changes out of his robe and wears regular clothes.

Since getting the grass valley to get rid of the primordial insects in the body, Cangjia has returned to normal, no longer needs to suck people's grievances, temporarily settled in a nearby village, planted a few acres of land, just the first harvest, came to the market to sell some vegetables and fruits that can not be eaten, and buy some daily necessities by the way.

Cangjia's attitude towards humans has changed a lot, and there is no defensiveness and hatred in her eyes, and she looks like an ordinary village girl. She is fully integrated into human life.

Seeing the happiness on Cangjia's face, it showed that she was extremely satisfied with the current situation, and Hai Fugui couldn't help but sigh: Demons actually don't need much, they just want to live as safely as human beings.

Xi Huan and Cang Jia invited Hai Fugui to be guests at home, but Hai Fugui did not refuse, and went with four living treasures.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. This is Hai Fugui's mood at this time, and it is also a pleasure to be able to live in seclusion in such a beautiful village. Of course, this should not have been the idea of a young man in his twenties.

There is an extremely clear stream flowing through the entrance of the village, and Hai Fugui can't help but scoop a handful, which is a little sweet. He suddenly remembered one thing - to help Xie Cangxing set up a wine shop, he had to do it while he still had time, he originally wanted to send the four mischievous guys back to Shushan first, seeing them so serious "help", Hai Fugui had no choice but to give up.

The winery was built at the foot of a hill not far from the village, and the bamboo was used to draw water from the mountain streams, and the market bought sorghum and grains. Hai Fugui didn't know how to make wine, only knew a distillation method, so he was busy for several days, and the wine he got was either rancid and sour or burnt.

When Xihuan and Cangjia heard about it, they offered to help. One person is short, and three people are not necessarily long, and in the end, I consulted the aunt in the village to know that the problem lies in the wine enzyme.

Hai Fugui only saw his grandmother's homemade wine enzyme when he was a child, so many years have passed, where do you remember the manufacturing method, the wine enzyme provided by the village aunt is not satisfactory, the three of them groped for three or four days, tried seven or eight kinds, Hai Fugui almost couldn't help but go to Bixi Village to buy a child, and finally the hard work paid off, and he got the old wine in Hai Fugui's memory, although there was still a slight deviation, but he was already able to drink.

Xi Huan tasted it, and he couldn't help but spit it out with his Jin Dan cultivation, and said with a sigh: "Senior Brother Ling Que, this wine is too strong!" It's not that the degree of the wine is high, but that it is much higher than the degree of the wine on the market. At present, the method of distillation has not yet appeared, so the degree of the wine is not high, the general wine is only about ten degrees, and the longer one is not more than twenty, which is already a strong wine, where has Xihuan drunk more than forty degrees, and he is not used to it for a while.

"Well, it's much stronger than a regular wine. Cangjia took a sip and said, "But I think it tastes good." It's also a shame that Ling Que can think of such a peculiar method. "It is worthy of being a black spider monster, and its physical fitness is far beyond that of humans.

Hai Fugui said: "You also know that Uncle Gang's wine is like the sea, and the stronger the wine, the more I like it." ”

"That's right, Uncle Gang's life only loves two things, drinking and fighting. Xihuan said.

"Haha......" Hai Fugui smiled knowingly.

Xi Huan said: "There is such a strong liquor, it needs to have a reputation that will last for centuries, Senior Brother Ling Que, you have excellent literary talent, it is better to name it, so that the world can know it." ”

Hai Fugui couldn't help but feel numb for a while, where was his literary talent, but he just picked up a few words of the ancients' tooth wisdom, but he didn't expect to get a name for outstanding literary talent, which is really nerve-wracking. However, he has the name of the wine, and the name of this place Luyun Town reminds him of a famous wine, so don't plagiarize, and replied: "Since it is a wine workshop built for Uncle Gang, it is better to call it 'Cangliang'." ”

Xi Huan naturally wouldn't argue with this "outstanding" junior brother. In the future, the famous wine "Cangliang" that resounded in China was easily launched in these three simple thatched bamboo houses today.

What Hai Fugui didn't expect was that Cangjia, the black spider demon, had a talent for winemaking, and she loved it extremely much, since the opening of the winery, she has become the actual helmsman and has become a real "winemaking Shih Tzu".

Hai Fugui happened to be the shopkeeper, handed over everything to Cangjia, left three thousand taels of silver as operating expenses, and returned to Shushan with four smart and dexterous ones. However, when he left, he made another business problem, and told Cangjia not to leak the brewing method, the business is still the most profitable monopoly.

With good wine, it is natural to honor the master. Back to Yuechi Peak, Hai Fugui immediately went to Taiwei Palace and gave Yichen an altar of "Cangliang".

"Master, the disciple has made a new wine during this time, please taste it and give some advice and guidance. Hai Fugui said respectfully

Yichen said with relief: "I don't like to drink as a teacher, and I don't know anything about winemaking, but your uncle is addicted to alcohol, and this jar of wine is to give him the best use." "If you are someone else, even if you don't like to drink, you have to try something new, human beings are always curious, especially for novelties, which shows the stability of Yichendao's heart.

"Uncle Master has returned to the mountain?"

"Yes, haven't you been waiting for him to return to the mountain so that he can explain the message of the disrespectful sect last time?"

Hai Fugui scratched his head and smirked, picked up the wine jar to find a poor. Hai Fugui knew that the master did not accept his wine, not because he didn't give himself face, but because he had already entered the realm of no desire and no desire, if it wasn't for his disciple, he was afraid that he would have already become an immortal.

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