Hearing Ye Qingxuan's question, the shop owner couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and spoke eloquently.
"At first, he was just like the guest officer. He was just a passerby, eating some wine and food by the way, but he didn't want to taste the 'Drunken Lanxi' in my shop, and then became crazy because of the wine. The eight altars of the twenty-year "Drunk Lanxi" have completely wiped out all the entanglements on their bodies. I persuaded him to go home several times, but I didn't listen. I pawned off all the valuables, and came to drink again... Although I feel sorry, but I can't be persuaded several times, and I, the shopkeeper, can't explain it deeply, so I have to let him. I didn't expect this gentleman to clean up the honeysuckle again. After that, I still didn't leave... The guest officer also knows that I am a small business, and I am very happy to see that he values my family's fine wine so much. Seeing that he spent all his money because of this, he gave him three jars of wine on credit, and promised him some money. , Let him go home, who would have thought that he drank the wine, but bought wine with those money... You said... Alas, the money was gone, and he didn't go home, just harassing my guests every day under my house , I just wanted someone to invite him to drink, but who would take care of this wine lunatic, because I am soft-hearted, and I give some leftovers from time to time... No, a good person has become like this, but he is still happy every day Haunting the drinkers, once in a while getting a drink or two, they dance and dance, excited..."
Listening to the shopkeeper's retelling, Ye Qingxuan had long been laughing, but the boss downstairs seemed to be talking about something other than him, biting his nails and staring fixedly at Ye Qingxuan's glass of wine.
"Haha, I didn't expect that in such a small town, I met such a friend who loves drinking. It's fate—" Ye Qingxuan smiled, and shouted to the little old man below: "Since the old man loves wine so much, I happen to be alone Alone, with wine and no company, but lonely, how about an old man come up and accompany me to get drunk?"
As soon as the words were finished, a figure flashed in front of him, and the old man had already reached the window sill, squatting there excitedly, his buttocks bouncing back and forth, like an old monkey impatiently waiting.
Ye Qingxuan was taken aback, he didn't expect that I, a drunkard, turned out to be a hidden expert, and the owner of the shop next to him was so frightened that he screamed, "Damn it!"
The little old man rolled his eyes at the shop owner who was almost under the table, and flatteringly said to Ye Qingxuan: "Don't listen to this old man burying me... He is a complete pickpocket. I come here to drink, I have never lost his drink money, but I have heard him make a lot of noise. Others are willing to buy me a drink, so what is he doing? He is always talking here and there for no reason. Hehe, this young man, just said Invite my old man to drink, but the truth?"
Ye Qingxuan had an interesting look at this hidden expert, and the lightness kung fu that was just in front of him in an instant, with his own ability, he couldn't see it clearly. The Wisdom Sutra] has strengthened the ability of the eyes, Ye Qingxuan has always been extremely conceited about this, but he did not expect to miss his eyes this time, he saw nothing more than a dry old man, and he could not see the slightest aura of a master, which shows that the little old man's martial arts practice Because he is much higher than himself, there is no doubt that he is an innate master, but to what extent it is completely impossible to guess. This feeling cannot even be found in a master like Xu Lingkong. Because of his high strength, he must have some kind of method or skill to hide his aura.
Ye Qingxuan didn't dare to be negligent, but he didn't just follow suit. He saluted naturally and said meaningfully: "This junior is dumb-eyed. I never thought that senior is a hidden master—"
"Is the bullshit hidden or not, I just asked if you wanted to buy me a drink just now..." The little old man scratched his ears and scratched his cheek impatiently.
"That's the case."
"Hee hee, this is good, this is good!"
But seeing that the little old man didn't move, he only flicked his ankle, and he fell lightly onto the chair like a feather with just this little leverage. He couldn't sit still, so he stepped on the chair and sat down On the back of the chair, with a move with one hand, the jug on the table flew into the hands of the little old man, Gululu had a good drink.
Take things from a distance!
Hehe, I never thought that apart from myself, I would meet another expert with such means.
Ye Qingxuan was quite excited to meet such a person when he went down the mountain this time.
"Junior, Kunwu Ye Qingxuan, I haven't asked the senior's name—"
"Bullshit name, you and I have a meal of wine and meat, only drink and eat meat, don't talk about names."
The little old man said indifferently while holding the wine and vegetables, and then his eyes flashed, and he was taken aback for a moment. His originally indifferent eyes became quite interested. He stared at Ye Qingxuan and asked, "You mean Ye Qingxuan? The destroyer?" Ye Qingxuan from Kunwu Mountain in Yunzhou who has risen again after a hundred years?" A playful look flashed in his eyes.
"It's the younger generation."
"Oh—so it's you!" Seeing that the little old man on the opposite side suddenly became interested in him, Ye Qingxuan looked Ye Qingxuan up and down with puffed cheeks, and murmured critically, "Recently you You have a very popular name, and I heard that many people with inborn talents fell into your hands... Well, I saw you today, hehe, as expected... It's not bad... In short, he is much better than my little monkey boy."
Although the little old man's tone was arrogant, Ye Qingxuan didn't feel angry at all. It's not shameful to get such a master's comment of "it's okay".
As for the little monkey cub that the little old man said, he must be his junior, but at this moment Ye Qingxuan looked at the little old man's sitting posture and virtue, and felt a sense of déjà vu.
This old man is quite interesting, and he is not hypocritical. He sat down and said to the shop owner who got under the table: "Boss, come out, don't worry, this is a senior person. Seeing that he is from your previous life." Blessing... you hurry up and get two more jars of 'Zui Lanxi', and cut up half a catty of beef, hurry up—"
"Okay, okay, guest officer, right away, right away—" the owner of the shop crawled out from under the table, took off his hat, and went downstairs directly.
The shop owner didn't dare to delay, he couldn't help being secretly afraid, he didn't know whether what he had done offended this expert, if he offended him, his whole family would have to confess.
Seeing that the little old man was just drinking the wine in his hand but not cooking, Ye Qingxuan directly tore off a chicken leg and handed it over.
"How can you have wine without meat, old man, please—"
He snatched it away, and the huge chicken leg was just stuffed into his mouth, and then pulled out... a clean chicken leg bone without any shreds of meat was thrown on the table.
He took another sip of wine and ate happily.
Ye Qingxuan was dumbfounded immediately, "Damn it, how can this food eat like Ruhua? How can this small mouth swallow such a big mouthful of meat directly?" Could it be that his mouth is like a snake, and his joints can dislocate automatically
Ye Qingxuan was very interested in watching it, and learned to tear off a chicken leg, and stuffed it into the mouth. However, the chicken leg was too big and the mouth was too small, so it was not easy to stuff it into the mouth. Ye Qingxuan stuck the chicken, grabbed the chicken leg, Pull it out vigorously, the flesh and bones of the smoked chicken are rotten, and as expected, the flesh and bones will separate when you pull it out. It's a pity that Ye Qingxuan is not skilled in the technique, and there are many shredded meat and brittle bones left on the chicken bones. At this moment, Ye Qingxuan is troubled by the chicken in his mouth. Too much, no matter how hard to chew, relying on the rotten chicken, I forcibly swallowed it. As a result, I accidentally choked and hit my chest empty. The overcooked chicken was like a stick in the throat. Qing Xuan blushed.
The little old man couldn't bear it anymore, he laughed loudly, seeing Ye Qingxuan suffocating, he passed the jug in his hand, he didn't want Ye Qingxuan to drink too fast, and was choked to tears and snot...
The little old man almost lost his breath from laughing. Seeing that Ye Qingxuan was holding back really badly, he flicked his right hand down, and Ye Qingxuan immediately felt the chicken and wine stuck in his throat gurgling and being taken into his stomach.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Qingxuan cupped his hands towards the little old man who was still laughing with tears streaming down his face, and said, "Thank you hero for saving your life... Cough cough, I'll go, I almost choked to death—"
The little old man who was wiping away his tears after laughing out loud burst out laughing again.
It's really embarrassing to go home. But Ye Qingxuan, who had already broken the jar, didn't care about this at all. It's not the first time to be ashamed.
The little old man wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "I can perceive that you are an extraordinary skill, but you almost choked to death on a chicken leg if you didn't want to. A master who choked to death on a chicken leg, I think those old pedants in Lingyun Palace would feel ashamed if they knew about it, and the 'Warrior Envoy' of Lingyun Palace choked to death on a chicken leg, wahahaha—”
Does the other party know their background? Could it be for me
Ye Qingxuan's heart tightened suddenly, then he relaxed, and thought to himself: It should be if you think about it. In the past, the status of the military envoys of Lingyun Palace was as low-key as possible. Only myself caused a lot of troubles. It was a little safer. Anyone with a little bit of ability in the world should know his identity as a military envoy. It's just that the little old man in front of him has a mysterious identity, and when he mentions the seniors of Lingyun Palace, he still has a joking tone. It seems that he should be very familiar with Lingyun Palace. Such a character would definitely not be an unknown person in the arena.
Ye Qingxuan's face was neither red nor white, he picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine, and sipped carefully: "Thank you for your kindness, senior, the first military envoy who choked to death on a chicken leg, hey, sounds pretty good, not only There are famous gimmicks, and enough gimmicks—"
Hahaha-
The little old man laughed wildly, "You're quite interesting, you kid. I've seen a lot of so-called young masters, and they're all awesome. They're not worth much, but they don't allow others to look down on you. On the contrary, you kid, Not only can you make jokes, but you can also make fun of yourself. I laugh at you, but you don’t get annoyed. It’s rare for a young man to be so open-minded, it’s rare to see him—"
Ye Qingxuan laughed aloud, and then said: "The younger generation is rare, but the senior is even rarer—"
The little old man was stunned for a moment, and asked with interest: "I am a person who even wants to drink with others, what is so rare?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said: "The junior is not making fun of the senior, but sincerely admires it. What is rare is not only the martial arts of the senior, but also the character of the senior."
The little old man picked his teeth, and asked suspiciously: "You have watched martial arts just now, how come you still understand me?"
"That's right. A master like senior is rare in the world, and it's even rarer to be so fond of wine... But what makes this junior admire and sigh is that senior has such skill and such a strong drinking habit, yet he can abide by his personality. Not taking it by force, nor taking it secretly, it shows that the senior is a virtuous man of the world."
Hearing this, the little old man froze for a moment, then laughed wildly.
"My old man is a high-spirited...haha... high-spirited-of...well, what-what?-sage? Hahaha-"
"What? The junior is wrong?"
The little old man wiped his tears while laughing, "Hahaha, yes, yes, everything is right, but the same thing is wrong—"
"What?"
"Old man, there's nothing wrong with me, it's just like—"
"What is it?" Ye Qingxuan asked curiously.
"That's what you said—secretly take—puff—haha—"
"Ah? It turns out that senior is a Buddhist—"
"Hey, I'll go, steal as long as you steal, and a thief is a thief. At most, my old man can be regarded as an old thief or an old thief. What kind of monk are you?" The little old man not only made fun of Ye Qingxuan, but also learned a lesson by the way. Back to Ye Qingxuan's spoken words.
The little old man leaned back, hooked his toes on the table, bent his back, then sat up straight and sighed, "My old man loves two things most in his life. One is treasure, and the other is food and wine... a rare thing in life." How many times are you free? How many times can you get drunk during your free time? How many times can you meet this kind of good wine during this few times of drunkenness? People... Hahaha... It's really rare, rare."
Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he already knew the identity of the visitor. He hurriedly bowed his head, and said respectfully: "It's even rarer for the younger generation. It's even more rare for me to meet the 'Rooting Saint' here. Old man, seeing you today, Sansheng is lucky!"
Ye Qingxuan combined all kinds of information, especially the sitting posture and virtues of the other party who were almost identical to Meng Yuanyun, plus the preferences mentioned in his mouth and the peerless lightness kungfu, Ye Qingxuan had confirmed that the other party was the master of "Thirty-six Heavens" The eleventh-ranked "Stole Saint" is far behind.
Baili Wuji laughed loudly, and said happily: "Okay, okay, my old man is still thinking about when you will be able to guess it. I didn't expect that although you are a bit stupid, you can still guess it after using your brain." , I think you are not smart enough, but rather lazy..."
Ye Qingxuan also smiled a little embarrassedly.
Indeed, Ye Qingxuan's character does have such a tendency, especially when he is with his brothers, if he is not forced by the situation, he is simply too lazy to use his brain, and he looks like a dementia from time to time, this is a typical otaku syndrome phenomenon.
"Old man, I have been wandering around the rivers and lakes for several years. Recently, I received a letter from Ah Yuan, saying that he had met some brothers and begged him again. I was really angry at the time. You must know that this monkey boy is obviously a The material of being a thief, but the mind of wanting to be a hero, is really a waste of talent." Baili Wuji scolded Ye Qingxuan while talking, but Ye Qingxuan had a sense of disobedience, I can't figure out why this old man thinks that if a person is not a thief, he is willing to degenerate? What a weird outlook on life...
Baili Wuji continued to mutter: "Old man, I didn't meet by chance this time. I heard that you will pass by Lanxi. I think the girl who came to Lingyun Palace will definitely go to see that old guy, so I am waiting for you here. Meet and bring my apprentice What kind of a bad guy is it? I didn’t expect that I was traveling too fast. I came a few days early. It made me feel more at ease about that monkey cub..."
Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized that this "Sage Stealer" was here to see who would bring his precious apprentice to ruin. Fortunately, he behaved properly. If Ruhua's rammed goods were here, I don't know if he would just go up to ask for it with a Zen stick. Slapping the old man flat, I can see the excitement at that time...
Baili Wuji was idle and bored, so he inquired about the recent movements of their brothers, obviously not at ease with his precious apprentice. When he heard that in Yunlan Township, Suzaku of the Demon Sect's Six Royals wanted to capture Meng Yuanjun and Zhan Yu to threaten himself and the Eagle King, Baili Wuji's face froze, and he said hesitantly: "These devils thought they would be able to run amok again after two hundred years. Hehe, the old man didn't bother to pay attention to them two hundred years ago, but this time he was the old man they provoked. For so many years, the old man is just such a precious apprentice. He If he loses even one hair, I will pluck all the feathers from his Suzaku!"
Ye Qingxuan said in a deep voice: "Our brothers accidentally discovered that there might be a huge conspiracy in the Demon Sect, so we have been accumulating strength recently. If seniors believe in us, we might as well prepare for this crisis. I am worried that even seniors will If you don't plan to get involved, you will also be involved in this huge storm... "
Seeing Baili Wuji's questioning eyes, Ye Qingxuan immediately recounted what everyone had guessed back then, especially the speculations about the internal response of the demon gate inside the imperial court or even in the Baidao martial arts forest, and Baili Wuji heard it all. He frowned and said nothing.
After Ye Qingxuan finished speaking for a while, Baili Wuji breathed a sigh of relief and said: "This matter is all your speculation, and it is difficult to have strong evidence, so it is hopeless to unite the Baidao Martial Arts. And your junior skills are too strong. Poor, even if you get involved, it's hard to save your life, let alone find out the truth..." Baili Wuji thought for a while, then slapped the table for the last time, and said, "Well, anyway, my old bone hasn't had a lot of trouble for a few years. , why don't you take advantage of this opportunity and work harder in the arena to help you find out the news..."
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard that, with the help of the world's number one thief, many things became much easier.