This is called professionalism.

The meal was silent, so everyone just ate quietly without saying much.

On the other side, Qin Yuesheng was staring at the sky in trance, with white clouds gathering and moving. After staring for a long time, he felt his right eye twitching.

The left jumps to wealth, the right jumps to disaster,

Cloud calculations also indicate that trouble is coming soon.

"It's so annoying." Qin Yuesheng scratched his head, feeling a little irritated.

He looked at the gray mouse at his feet competing for food with the chickens, the black dog running, and the calico cat basking in the sun, quite calm.

I just don't know how long these peaceful days can last.

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Zhao Laohei was driving the donkey cart, and he was lying on the donkey cart, shaking his head and singing a little tune.

"You want me to come. Who the hell doesn't want to come? What kid doesn't want to come? Hehe~"

He just finished his niece's wedding banquet and was still not satisfied with it. The star of the wedding banquet was a banquet of donkey meat, but he didn't like eating donkey meat very much, so he didn't eat a few bites. Instead, he drank a lot of wine and had fun.

Speaking of the Dajing Dynasty, there were countless fine wines, and Beizong accounted for four of them. The glutinous rice wine on Qingliang Mountain in Beizong was sweet and delicious, and had great stamina. However, the round-faced wine seller only sold it based on what he saw.

The other is sorghum wine, which is spicy and strong enough to ward off the cold in winter.

The other is Peach Blossom Drunk. Peach Blossom Drunk has a floral fragrance in the mouth and is mostly loved by women. Many literati have written many poems about Peach Blossom Drunk.

Finally, there is Qingzhu Brewing, Zhujian Brewing, which is fragrant and not intoxicating, but it can maintain health. Most of the elderly like to drink it.

However, Zhao Laohei only likes to drink sorghum wine, but even though he drank the wine happily, he finished it. He was secretly savoring the taste of sorghum wine.

However, a voice came from the roadside, interrupting his aftertaste. The voice was hoarse and low, with two evil qualities.

"Brother, brother, do you think I look like a human being?"

Zhao Laohei looked for the sound and saw only a weasel.

The weasel stood in front of the two skulls like a human and asked.

"Do I look human to you?"

Zhao Laohei was so drunk that he was not afraid, but he did hear an elderly man in the village say,

Older animals can practice spiritual practice once they have developed spiritual wisdom, and after their practice reaches a certain level, they need to [ask for a seal] if they want to transform into human form.

The so-called asking for a seal means asking the person you see it if it looks like a human being.

If you say it looks like a human being, it will damage your luck and even make you unable to be a human again in your next life.

If it doesn't look like a human being, then its hard work will be destroyed in one day, and this bridge can be considered closed.

Huang Pizi originally held grudges, but Liang Zi formed a knot and would not stop fighting until death.

Zhao Laohei didn't know how to answer for a moment.

But this yellow-skinned guy looks like a human being, standing in front of two skulls.

Under the influence of alcohol, he blurted out without thinking.

"Like a guitar!"

Huang Pizi became angry and kicked the skull open with such force that the skull was forced into Zhao Laohei's arms.

Huang Pizi glanced at Zhao Laohei bitterly, then ran into the old forest and disappeared without a trace.

Only then did Zhao Laohei wake up from a dream, he was in trouble.

"I heard that... the little round-faced man on Qingwei Mountain is an upright young gentleman..." Zhao Laohei's Adam's apple twitched, he turned around, and drove the donkey cart further and further away.

A day later, the little round-faced boy was lying leisurely on a bamboo chair basking in the sun, with home-brewed glutinous rice wine at his fingertips.

He was humming a little tune, taking a sip of cigarette and a sip of wine, feeling quite at ease.

"Bang bang beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep..." Qin Yuesheng stopped while humming. The Dharma realm set up at the foot of the mountain reminded him that someone was going up the mountain.

Among the green bamboo forest, Qin Yuesheng was still looking at the clouds in the sky and listening to the rustling of the bamboo leaves in the wind. He knew that trouble was coming.

Xiaobai has a golden finger, but it is not a system, but a Taoist tree planted in the square inch of the spiritual platform.

The situation of traveling into this world is very strange. He is indeed Qin Yuelou's clone, but the strange thing is that after traveling through time, his body has been inexplicably changed, and he cannot even connect with Qin Yuelou.

It was as if this world blocked the connection between the two parties, and what Qin Yuelou prepared for him also turned into a golden finger that seemed to be given by this world.

This is the Taoist tree planted within a square inch of the spiritual platform.

This tree has been sprouting and branching within the square inch of Lingtai since the year he traveled through time. It will grow a leaf every two seasons.

Each leaf records some knowledge. Some leaves are manual work, such as carpentry; some leaves are crafts, such as wine making; some leaves record spells, some record talismans, and all kinds of knowledge vary.

foot.

In this world, his cheap father blocked Prince Xu's sword and died in battle. It was very difficult for orphans and widowed mothers to survive. Cheap old lady also died of illness at home. From then on, Xiao Yuanlian became an orphan, but she relied on Dao

With the leaves of the tree, he became the most famous young man in all the towns and villages, and then he was taken back to the palace by Prince Xu.

Prince Xu and Prince Xu's concubines were very kind to Qin Yuesheng, but he still moved to Qingwei Mountain to live.

There was no other reason. This place was clean and it was also the place where Mr. Hua Yun preached. As Mr. Hua Yun’s immortal, he felt that moving to Qingwei Mountain was a good choice.

When he was eleven years old, he encountered an evil spirit. He only had a spell to invite immortals at hand. The range of the spell was very random. He might invite lonely ghosts, or he might invite gods from the sky to distract him. He was extremely lucky.

Well, I invited Mr. Hua Yun, so I survived, and because my destiny was enough to bear the incarnation of Mr. Hua Yun, I became Mr. Hua Yun's fairy boy, and when I got older, I became a fairy.

Mr. Hua Yun, also known as Patriarch Hua Yun, was originally an auspicious cloud in the sky. He became a fox after falling into the world. He became a Taoist through cultivation and gained immortality.

Mr. Huayun has a transcendent status. He is the ancestor of Xian'er and the general manager of the Xian family. He is in charge of all the Xian'er in the world.

The status of the general manager of the Xian family is similar to that of Mrs. Hu, Mrs. Hu, and Mama Hei whom Suo knew in his previous life. However, he is also the co-ancestor of the immortals in the world. As an immortal who can be the Patriarch of Huayun, Qin Yuesheng's status starts at a very high level.

Starting from three or four stories high,

Therefore, just a few words are enough for ordinary things. Anyone who is short-sighted probably has a brain problem.

So in these years in this world, he can be considered contented with what he has come to, and what is even more strange is that he feels that there seems to be some connection that is gradually finding him at the other end of distant time and space...

He didn't think about much, just leisurely doing carpentry work in the mountains.

Not long after, a nine-foot-tall Ang Tibetan man climbed to the top of Qingwei Mountain. This Ang Tibetan man had a rugged face, his bronze skin was reflective in the sun, he had a leopard head with ringed eyes, a beard that stood up, and his muscles were explosive.

He held up his clothes and was wearing a scholar's uniform, which looked extremely mismatched. What was even more mismatched was the pig-butchering knife on the big man's waist.

"Ouch." Qin Yuesheng looked at the big man, feeling a little irritated in his eyes.

"Are you Mr. Sheng?" the big Han asked Qin Yuesheng politely and bowed his hands.

"My brother is out for business. I'm Qin Jiuyi. I wonder what you want to see my brother for?" Qin Yuesheng returned the greeting with his hands in hand.

"Ah? This... this is such a pity. There was a corpse disaster on Heland Road. The local guard was in urgent need of manpower. I wanted to invite Mr. Sheng to go with me to help, but Mr. Sheng was not here.

I apologize for the inconvenience. I wonder if you can tell Mr. Sheng this news?" The big man's attitude was courteous and polite, and he couldn't fault him.

When Qin Yuesheng heard this, he looked up at the sky. It was cloudless. After a long time, Qin Yuesheng sighed, turned around and left.

"Little brother, what do you mean?" The big man was puzzled and stopped Qin Yuesheng.

"I'll go in and pack my things, and then I'll go to Helan Road with you." Qin Yuesheng scratched the tip of his nose.

"Could it be that... you are Mr. Sheng?" the big man guessed.

"I, Qin Yuesheng, have no biological brothers. I just politely refused. Who knew what you were talking about and I couldn't help but go out." Qin Yuesheng said with some reluctance.

"Xiaosheng, I would like to thank Mr. Guosheng." When the big man heard this, he was overjoyed and thanked him quickly with a smile on his face.

After packing his luggage, Qin Yuesheng came out with his suitcase. He added four rollers to the suitcase. The rollers were made of bamboo and wrapped in animal skin gum. Then he sat cross-legged on the suitcase.

A control lever and steering wheel were also added to the box.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Let's go." Qin Yuesheng said and touched the steering wheel.

However, I felt the movement in the Dharma Realm again.

"Why are people here again?" Qin Yuesheng had a round face and was very unhappy.

"What do you call it?" Qin Yuesheng asked the scholar.

"I'm Zhong Kui, courtesy name Kui Dou."

"Do you have a younger sister who also likes to drink?" Qin Yuesheng asked Zhong Kui in surprise.

"Mr. Sheng is indeed a master of arithmetic. He can even calculate such things." Zhong Kui admired.

"..." Qin Yuesheng hesitated, "Drink some of the wine I brewed. I'll take care of some things first."

"Okay." Zhong Kui didn't hesitate, sat on the stone bench and started drinking.

Qin Yuesheng looked at the mountain road in the forest. The old man climbed up the mountain out of breath. He looked very embarrassed. He was not an old man at all. He looked only fifty years old. In his previous life, he was around fifty years old.

Old, but at this age he is considered an old man in Dajing.

"What's the matter with the old man?" Qin Yuesheng walked up to the old man and helped him up the mountain.

"Little sir, my name is Zhao Laohei, you must save me." Zhao Laohei said, and then started twitching.
To be continued...