Luo Jiang also didn't expect that the speed of the half-magic weapon flying knife thrown out was so fast, a white light flashed, and the man in black didn't have time to block it, so he passed through his chest.

With a look of unwillingness in his eyes, the man in black fell. He died not from low martial arts, but because of poor equipment. People shoot him with the magic weapon used by a cultivator, who will die if he doesn't die?

Call!

Luo Jiang exhaled heavily, this time he really met a master, he took the lead, and cooperated with the stupid dog, and the dagger of the man in black in the middle almost touched his body twice. If it weren't for the stupid dog suddenly saying human words that scared the man in black, when the man in black snatched the initiative to attack, he would be in danger.

The reason why he was able to be unharmed this time was that the stupid dog made a contribution, and the half-magic weapon flying knife made a contribution.

Walking over and picking up the flying knife, Luo Jiang looked at the light that emanated slightly from it, and said to himself: "The magic weapon used by the cultivator is really not comparable to ordinary people, even if it is a semi-finished product, it is not something that a worldly master can resist, its speed is too fast." ”

dragged the man in black to the courtyard to dig a pit and bury it, Luo Jiang's eyes rolled, thinking about the origin of the man in black.

......

In Luofu, because it was late at night, the palace fell into darkness, and only from time to time a group of guards patrolling with lanterns passed by, bringing a glimmer of light.

However, the room in a large house in the inner house was still lit.

Among the patrolling guards, one of them said suspiciously: "In the past, the eldest lady had already fallen asleep, but she never stayed up late. Why are the lights still on today?"

The captain of the guard scolded, "Shut up. Don't say what you shouldn't say, don't worry about what you shouldn't be in charge of, and you can say whether the eldest lady sleeps or not?"

The guard who spoke hurriedly shut up, and he suddenly remembered that the eldest lady was quite strict in governing the family, and the captain scolded him for being good to him.

The eldest lady sat on the table, with three empty bowls of soup beside her, she stood up and looked at the sky, and a touch of cruelty appeared at the corner of her mouth, "At this time, I'm afraid it's already done." That little bastard sold the workshop and was really laughed at for a while, laughing at his lack of management. However, he bought medicinal herbs with silver, and practiced his fists and feet behind closed doors every day, and this insistence was frightening. Seeing that the little mongrel is gradually becoming a climate, I can no longer use soft means, looking forward and backward, too indecisive. When it is broken, it must be broken, and when it is broken, it will be chaotic. ...... Hmph, the silver taels obtained from selling a workshop are already a lot, which is enough to arouse the covetousness of many people, and it is reasonable to be murdered for money. Even if the master asks, I have an excuse to shirk it, which is called self-inflicted sin and cannot live. ”

......

The next day, Luo Jiang still got up to clean up his breakfast, as if nothing had happened last night. In his heart, the target of suspicion has long been aimed at the eldest lady, and she is the only one who is eager to die.

As for the possibility of making money, it is very easy to rule out, like the skills of the man in black last night, there will definitely be no shortage of those hundreds of taels of silver.

"Big lady, are you really afraid of me at last, and you can't tolerate me at all?"

Luo Jiang muttered to himself, "When I was in Wucheng, you didn't dare to send someone to kill me, but now that you're under your nose, you are desperate to make a move, it seems that I have grown to the point where you can't wait to get rid of it." I remember this hatred, and I will settle it with you in the future. ”

Luo Jiang spent all the morning practicing boxing, and practiced heartily.

By noon, he had tidied himself up and walked out of the courtyard gate. Not far from the courtyard he rented, there was a tavern, where Luo Jiang's lunch was almost always settled.

In the past, Luo Jiang never drank alcohol, but alcohol can accelerate the flow of blood, and has the function of invigorating blood and removing blood stasis.

Luo Jiang walked into the tavern, and when the familiar attendant saw him coming, he asked him to do it at will, and said, "You sit and wait for a while, and the things you want will come immediately." ”

Luo Jiang nodded and sat down, but as soon as he sat down, a burst of wine hit him, which was very strong. He frowned slightly, but when he looked up and saw that there were no other spacious seats in the hall, he had no choice but to settle.

His gaze naturally looked at someone who was drinking and caught his eye on an old man in scruffy clothes with disheveled hair. The old man was a table away from him, and there were already five empty flasks on the table, and he was now holding one in his hand and pouring it into his mouth.

The guests at the surrounding tables all looked at them with disgust, and from time to time said something like "crazy old man".

But Luo Jiang's mind was so delicate, he looked at it at a glance and suddenly found something unusual.

Five pots of wine are in the stomach, not to mention an old man, even a strong man with an excellent amount of alcohol will have trembling hands and feet, and he can't hold things steadily. But the sloppy old man held the flask tightly in his hand, and the wine in his mouth was rarely spilled.

Luo Jiang suddenly paid attention. He paid attention to it and found it again that the old man's eyes were not as cloudy as they were at this age, but they were crystal clear, like the eyes of a young man.

"Well, this old man is not simple, he may have a great background, and he must not be deceived by his appearance. Luo Jiang said in his heart.

At this time, the attendant came to Luo Jiang with a plate, put down a small wine jug that could only hold two taels of wine, and then there were three dishes, among which the indispensable plate was cut beef.

"Wait. But it was Luo Jiang who stopped the attendant who was leaving.

"What's wrong?" the squire stopped.

"The guest at that table, bring him a pot of the best wine in the shop, and count it on my account. Luo Jiang pointed to the sloppy old man's table and said.

"Young Master Luo, do you know that crazy old man?" the attendant said in surprise: "I have never seen this crazy old man before, and he suddenly broke in today, and he has been drinking for half a morning." If he hadn't dropped the silver when he entered the door, I'm afraid the boss wouldn't have let him in. ”

Luo Jiang shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"A drunkard, why spend that unjust money. The squire advised.

Luo Jiang waved his hand, "Go ahead, give him a pot of the best wine." Pick up a side dish and bring it to him. ”

The wine sent by Luo Jiang quickly arrived on the table of the sloppy old man, but after being instructed, the waiter only said that the wine was given by a guest, and did not explain who it was. The sloppy old man grabbed it and drank it, and he didn't know whether he listened to what the attendant said.

The attendant shook his head and left, sighing that he had spent a pot of wine in vain.

Luo Jiang eats his own meal, and the white and fluffy steamed buns are served with side dishes, as well as wine, although simple but fulfilling. There was a moment of silence in the room.

Boast!

A loud bang startled everyone, and they looked up to find that it was a sloppy old man who slapped the table and stood up.

The sloppy old man smashed the empty wine jug in his hand, and shouted with a big tongue: "What kind of broken wine, it doesn't taste at all, don't drink it, don't drink it." ”

This move immediately angered the tavern owner, who was a young man in his thirties, and immediately walked over, "Dead old man, you can't be crazy, this is a sincere smash for me." It's not good to drink and you've drunk so much, isn't this finding fault?"

The guests at the few tables sitting next to the sloppy old man, whose clothes were splashed with broken porcelain pieces on their bodies, also scolded: "Crazy old man, be careful that the master beats you." ”

The sloppy old man didn't seem to hear anything, and spread his arms to play drunk, shouting, "You mortals, you know what a fart." Lao Tzu is a cultivator, an immortal! You will never see the wine you usually drink in your life, and you know what a fart. ”

"Ha Luha, are you still an immortal?

"Daydreaming, I tell you, I'm an immortal too. ”

In the midst of ridicule, the sloppy old man suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Jiang, and shouted, "That kid, do you believe it or not?"