Chapter Ninety-Eight: Kneeling and begging for the first order

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It turned out that this magical medicinal wine came from like this, which made Fu Xiaowa very surprised. The Fu Xiaowa opened the lid of the wine jar curiously, and suddenly the smell of ripe medicinal wine came to his nose, and he saw that there was still half an altar of medicinal wine left. He gradually felt ashamed in his heart, and he drank this century-old inheritance.

He glanced into the jar to see what kind of medicinal wine it brewed and the effect was so magical. I saw that the light around was dim, so that people could not see very clearly, the wine jar was dark, and you could vaguely see that there was a black thing floating on the surface of the wine, this is the elixir that has been soaked for hundreds of years, it is estimated that the medicinal properties have been soaked in the wine, but unfortunately this wine has been drunk almost by himself, Fu Xiaowa muttered in his heart, vaguely, the elixir moved.

Fu Xiaowa wiped his eyes suddenly, and found that the elixir seemed to be still the same, like a black fat fish, motionless. It seems that he is dazzled, the liquor has been soaked for hundreds of years, and everything has been soaked into slag, Fu Xiaowa exhaled and patted his chest.

Fu Xiaowa turned around and said to the old man Wang Gui: "This heirloom of the Wang family has wasted so much on me!"

"What is the waste, this medicinal wine is going to be used up one day after all, but the Wang family has always been safe, and few people are injured, so it has been retained, you who practice martial arts, you must not bump and bump every day, or bring it with you, maybe when necessary, it can come in handy!"

"This ...... How can it be?" Fu Xiaowa was embarrassed to accept this Wang family heirloom.

"I don't have any money to give you pocket money, so that's it, it can be said that I will pass on this medicinal wine to you, and you will also be the heir of this wine shop in the future!"

Listening to Wang Gui'er's words, Fu Xiaowa felt that he really felt like he had a home, he wiped his tears and said: "The two of them are the parents of the little frog, and the little frog will definitely do his filial piety!"

Wang Gui Lao'er nodded with satisfaction and said: "These words, maybe others may not even be able to trust their own son, but my old man believes in you, I can rest assured that I will entrust the Wang family with everything, and my old man will also be sent to the end!"

Fu Xiaowa wept.

In this wine cellar, Fu Xiaowa put the medicinal wine jar into a treasure bag, and also filled some century-old wine, and learned the ancestral brewing method of the Wang family's burning knife from Wang Guilao'er.

Today, when he was free, Fu Xiaowa helped to move all the burning knives in the wine workshop to the wine cellar, picking them one by one, just like when he was carrying water in the Tai'an Martial Arts Hall, picking them to the wine cellar one by one. A few large wines were picked up and stored in the cellar underground, which was a physical task that the two old men could not complete many years ago.

On this day, something extraordinary happened in the martial arts hall, saying that at this time, Xiao Zhengtian watched Cao Zijing dance the sword in the wing. This Cao Zijing is a genius apprentice under Xiao Zhengtian, and the name of this genius must not be said casually, it has been recognized by major martial arts halls many years ago.

Speaking of this, Cao Zijing, who has been practicing abroad for many years, is talented, visited various famous teachers to learn all kinds of martial arts, and has seen countless things in the imperial city, and has learned a first-hand sword technique of returning to the Yuan by chance. At this moment, he found a spirit sword, which made him ecstatic, this thing is rare in the imperial city, he has only heard of it, and has not seen it.

Cao Zijing, who has passed through the blind Yu acupoint, is indeed not weak in his body, and his qi yuan has been able to run his mind and strengthen his senses, and his speed is by no means comparable to when he broke the bet.

With this Lan Ling Sword, his learned Guiyuan Sword Technique was like a tiger with wings, and his strength was raised to a new level. In that room, Xiao Zhengtian looked at this apprentice, and danced the Lan Ling sword like a peer, and saw that the sword qi was full of energy, and he couldn't help but touch his long beard and nodded.

That Xiao Zhengtian praised on the side: "This spirit sword really deserves its name, how can ordinary swords have such power!"

Cao Zijing said excitedly: "This spirit sword is very rare, if you let that Fu Xiaowa hold it, it will be a waste, and it can play the greatest value in my hands!"

This still made Xiao Zhengtian feel ashamed, he did something shameful for his apprentice, he shook his head and said, "This really makes me ashamed of your uncle, this is what he loves his apprentice, and he deserves it!"

"It is up to me to use this spirit sword to contribute to the martial arts hall, and it is also his contribution to the martial arts hall, this spirit sword has the greatest value, and it has its value!"

"Well, I'll see if there's anything I can give his master and apprentice as compensation!" Xiao Zhengtian shook his head.

At this time, an apprentice ran in in a rage and reported: "Master, no, it's not good, the apprentice of our martial arts hall was beaten by the people of the Green Wolf Gang on the street, and they threatened that if I don't return the Lan Ling Sword, I will never be at peace in my martial arts hall!"

Xiao Zhengtian said angrily: "There is still such a thing?"

Cao Zijing smiled contemptuously: "The green wolf gang, don't be afraid, let me deal with the master!"

Xiao Zhengtian said with some concern: "You have to deal with it well, it's better to have fewer troubles and let this matter settle down!"

"Don't worry, I want to make this Lan Ling Sword have real value!" Cao Zijing walked with his sword and strode out of the martial arts hall.

The Xilai Inn in Qingniu Town, the business at this time was cold and indifferent, and it was rare to see guests. The innkeeper was bored in chasing flies at the counter, this boss was a foreigner, a chubby old man, who had lived here for more than ten years, had a son and a daughter, and spoke with an accent with an external accent, although he had now assimilated with the local dialect, but there were still some differences.

An apprentice with his right face covered led Cao Zijing's arrival, pointed to the tavern and shouted, "Here, here they are!"

The innkeeper greeted him with a smile and said, "Guest officer, do you want to drink or stay in the hotel?"

I saw that Cao Zijing raised the sword in his hand and said: "Seek revenge!"

The timid innkeeper suddenly turned pale, hid behind the counter, and trembled and did not dare to make a sound.

Cao Zijing strode up to the second floor, dressed in bright clothes and dazzling, and the wine guests in the inn were bold and curious downstairs, and the timid ones had left the table and ran out.

On the second floor, Cao Zijing saw Ling Yuanjie and the others of the Green Wolf Gang who were taking a sip.

That Ling Yuanjie was still pale, and beckoned to Cao Zijing: "It turned out to be Brother Zijing of Cao Tai'an Martial Arts Hall, come, sit and have a drink!"

That Cao Zijing was alone, and when he came with his sword, the gang was red when they saw Lan Lingjian, as long as they could find it back, they could hand over to the gang leader, and they didn't have to be punished.

Cao Zijing faced everyone, his face was fearless, he sat down calmly, and deliberately put the Lan Ling sword on the table to provoke everyone, he said indifferently: "Brother Yuan Jie is so interested, there is such leisure to drink here!"

"Hahahaha, Lan Lingjian won't come back for a day, where will I have fun, I've been waiting here for a long time!" Ling Yuanjie raised his glass and drank it, the gang next to him opened his angry eyes, and his hand had already touched the handle of the steel knife.

Cao Zijing smiled faintly: "So, is the incident of my martial arts hall disciples being beaten also Brother Yuan Jie's leisure?"

Ling Yuanjie smiled and said: "That's a misunderstanding, this is just a temporary mistake by my subordinates, as long as Lan Ling Sword returns, I guarantee that these misunderstandings will not happen again, and the current matter, we will not pursue anything, from now on, our Green Wolf Gang and your pavilion, continue to do well water without river water, everyone is happy, how about it?" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to () subscribe, reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )...... ,