117. The stolen wine jar

Tang Yuanshan had arrived, but the team was still carrying many strangers. The old dog, the soul slave, shouted three times in a row, and then the City God also informed him.

After receiving the news, Shang Saner didn't take any airs off her. She just sat in the concierge and asked Bao Zhengshan Station to welcome guests.

Standing and waiting, the difference in identity has been shown.

The last time Tang Yuanshan came to Green Willow City, the concierge department could not even entertain guests. The mall owner even led the group of guests away under the pretext of putting a pig slaughtering table, and sent someone else to pack out of the VIP room before the placement.

Half a year has passed, and the appearance of the city has changed drastically. The peach tree saplings on the street, the lush branches and leaves stretching out the courtyard walls everywhere, and the people of the city who meet on the street, have already dissipated most of the silence.

When I came back last time, the Lord of Green Willow had a request for him and was still a little proud of himself. This time I came back, I had only humility and hope.

Bao Zhengshan welcomed into the door. In the concierge hall, Tang Yuanshan first introduced his companions to the accompanying him. In addition to the guards, there were three other owners of Qizhen Pavilion.

The owners of the four families came to the door together, which shows that they were urgent.

If you didn't say it, you will definitely squeeze out a lot of oil.

After greeting, Bao Zhengshan’s wife was serving tea. Tang Yuanshan pointed at the man who came in: "I met him forty miles and had been hit by the heavy rain all night. I finally woke up. I had nothing else to say, but I just said that I was coming to Green Willow. I didn’t know what it was, so I brought it here!"

He thought he was having an accident on the way, and it was an injured guard. After hearing this, Shang Saner hurriedly went to see it.

My hair is not dry yet, and it is messy and all the way on my face.

I stretched out my hair and felt familiar. I looked carefully for a while and then borrowed the faded but mud-covered Taoist robe on his body to remember it.

Just when I was rescuing Zhen Yao God, I saw the true disciple of the great sect who even sold treasures to exchange for wine?

He was injured by love, so he went to the cave to find strange medicine. He only changed to the one who got himself drunk. Shang Saner even gave him some wine.

"Master Taoist!Master Taoist!"

He even shouted a few times but didn't respond.

This Taoist is also a ninth-level immortal. The heavy rain last night was just a trivial matter, but when he met the city of Xunt, he said that he only had half a year of life, and now his life is about to end and he is already dying.

Unable to wake up, Shang Saner stood up and clasped her fists at the guests: "I'll neglect the wealthy people and wait until I've placed him, and I'll talk!"

When they have something to ask others, they are easy to talk to. The four hosts are not in trouble and ask their followers to help carry people.

Shang Saner asked Bao Zhengshan and his wife to wait for the guests first and asked the guard to move the Taoist who had left the breath to a room.

I was afraid that Taoist people would die in the concierge, so I chose a house for ordinary entourages to live in, not VIP rooms.

When the guards put him on the couch and exited, Shang Saner closed the door and shouted: "Senior Ji!"

Ji Hongmian is still here, so why doesn’t Zhen Heixin need this?

The red clothes flashed, the golden immortal arrived and shook his head slightly: "The deadline has come, and the things in the earth can no longer be saved!"

When I was delivering wine that day, I once said that the great sect was not allowed to be hired by the outsiders. Shang Saner didn't want to spare his efforts to save him. She just asked: "I don't know what's wrong, maybe I'll wake him up and ask a few words?"

Ji Hongmian smiled: "This is easy!"

The red sleeves gently brushed, and the Taoist face added a little bit of polish, and his eyelids trembled.

Shang Saner called again: "Master, what are you doing in my house?"

The Taoist slowly opened his eyes, and for a moment he came to his senses, turned a blind eye to the beautiful woman in red, and his eyes fell on Shang Saner.

His voice was dry: "I am almost dying. Can I be kind and give you a pot of wine?"

Unexpectedly, before he died, he came to Green Willow City specifically to ask for wine!

There is also a Qizhen Pavilion semicolon in Xunshi City, and Qionghualu has been sold. He is a dying and has no treasures. I don’t know how he got through these thousands of miles, so of course he didn’t want Qionghualu.

It was the rotten wine he praised for "good wine".

The ninth-level human immortal whose life span has reached is completely useless, but before he dies, he looks at him and asks for a bowl of wine, but Shang Bapi can't refuse.

Recalling what happened half a year ago, the third master was so arrogant that he just thought he was sucked into a urination!

But since the spiritual energy has grown to enough to catch seven-section shrimps, Shang Saner no longer drinks the wine. When she didn't go out, she didn't put it on the dog's back and said, "Wait, I'll take the wine!"

Waiting for Shang Saner to come back from the wine cellar, Taoist didn't know if he was still angry, Ji Hongmian stopped him: "I'll get it!"

The red shadow flashed away and immediately reappeared. He held a big wine jar that the two of them could only hug each other.

Even the wine jar was taken over and placed it lightly on the ground.

Shang Saner took a wine pot from the dog's back, scooped in the wine, helped the Taoist up, and then sent the spout to his mouth.

After Shang Saner feeds it, the Taoist praises again: "Good wine!"

After praise, I felt something, and my eyes turned to the big wine jar: "How did the wine jar... come from?"

Jinxian sighed lightly, and Shang Saner replied: "My master took the love-forgetful altar made by Wuyoudizu!"

“Woo…”

The Taoist choked up and said, "It's not that the wine is good, but that the jar is good!"

As he was crying, his eyes returned to his strength, and he looked a little angry, and his whole body trembled continuously. After a while, he suddenly shouted: "But there is no worry in this world? How can we forget our feelings?"

I heard that the person who was injured in love and was about to die did not have to argue with him, so Shang Saner just smiled and replied: "The Taoist priest said yes!"

After answering, the Taoist's eyes disappeared, staring at the wine jar, as if he was looking away in the distance.

He then went over the spout and his mouth stopped moving.

It was about to die, but when they met by chance, they wanted to help with the funeral. Shang Saner reached out to the Taoist's hand and swayed in front of the Taoist: "Master, do you have anything to say to stay? Can you send the gods to send you back!"

The Taoist talked, but he did not leave a last word: "My parents are disciples of Taiqing Sect, and I am still in my mother's womb, so I have become a member of Taiqing Sect..."

Ji Hongmian sighed again and sent a message to Shang Saner: "Listen, I'll go back to Xingyuyuan!"

The red shadow flashed away again, and the Taoist was still not surprised: "Because it is appropriate to practice this sect's wonderful method, and the cultivation of the sect is rapid. At the seventh level, the ancestor of the Taishang Sect personally accepted me as a true disciple. After that, the two levels of Jin were in succession for eight years. The great master and immortality were extremely strong, and the Taoist intention was full of glory. The sect praised each other and expected that the fourth earth immortal would be the first sect."

"I was also proud during that time and often traveled. At the age of 43, I met a beautiful woman in Xuntic City. She was a little older than me, and had a seventh level of cultivation and was in love with each other. So I took her back to the door and reported to her parents and masters, and married her."

"But twelve years later, the master captured her from some unknown source, saying that she was the daughter of the head of the Yuqing Sect. The Yuqing Sect formed a great cause and effect with our sect due to the dispute over the Taoist throne. Before I was born, I was wiped out by my sect. She wanted to be considered a fish that missed the net. Since she found out, she should be wiped out!"

"Although my wife of twelve years has never been a descendant, she has always been kind. When she was captured, she herself didn't know that she was the leader of Yuqing. She was extremely innocent. How could I let her die? I knelt in front of the ancestor's palace for three days before I could get my master to give her a favor and spare her life, but I must be chased away and I will not be allowed to have any contact."

"I don't care about anything else to save her life. I have to let my master go and ask my parents to send her to a farther city. When my mother came back, she laughed and asked to hire the city as a guest minister. Her annual salary was eight leaves. My wife was stopped at the seventh level of cultivation, so it was not bad."

"Although I often worry about it, but I have no other way to do it. I have to hide the relationship between husband and wife and torture the Taoist heart. My father is getting older and he keeps talking to himself when he is alone. Once I eavesdropped on me, I actually read my wife's name. When I saw me, I looked frightened."

"I couldn't help it. When I went out, I went to inquire. I realized that my wife had never been to that city. When I went home, I forced my parents to ask me. In order not to hinder my future, I just spared her in the door. My father was secretly ordered by his master and took her out, and he had already killed her in the wilderness!"

"In front of my parents, I asked, 'How could my daughter-in-law do it for twelve years?' No one answered me, so I came out of Taiqing Gate and lived in a mess. When my parents died, I passed the message from the door, but I didn't go back."

"For more than 40 years, the restaurant, I, an unfilial son, turned into a ghost. Where did I worry-free? How should I forget my love?"

If you give you wine, you will become a restaurant?

He gently put the Taoist's head back on the pillow and thought for a while. Shang Saner said, "I am so slandered by my parents since I was a child. I always think that I will not feel hatred. The Taoist priest's parents, or is it the same? The Taoist priest's wife, the sect is ruthless, and I want you to forget it. I am young and have little knowledge, but I really don't know who should be the sin!"

The rogue said casually and called the Taoist to be stunned for a while, and two turbid tears came out: "The best is forgot about love, the best is not as good as love..."

The saint is not moved, the lower-class person is ruthless, and has a resentment for half his life. He is dying. Did he scold his master and lower-class person?

In Xingyu Garden, looking at her ugly son, Jinxian answered: "The love is so popular, and we are all!"

The voice she heard, Shang Saner and Taoist of the Concierge Department also heard it.

The Taoist on the bed smiled a little, and silky spiritual energy overflowed from his body.

"Huh!"

The red shadow flashed, and in the blink of an eye, Ji Hongmian appeared indoors again.

"The Taoist mind is scattered, the spiritual energy is turbid, and the body with dry oil is gone. Do you still want to be the earth immortal in Jin?"

The Taoist replied to her: "Before he was about to die, I remembered that there were still some things he had not asked for instructors. He was unwilling to accept it. He could try it casually and see if he wanted to do so!"

Ji Hongmian reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Then I will help you with some strength, look how lucky you are!"

"Thank you senior!"

I don’t know if it was because of the decades of decades of decades of decades of construction that had been riddled with holes, or if Ji Hongmian’s fairy energy helped, but after more than ten breaths, the Taoist body shook slightly, and countless auras burst out, gusts of wind blew indoors.

The curtains by the bed floated up and the windows swayed violently.

Weeds are flying in the yard of the Concierge.

The crazy and invisible qi has its own master. After it is fully discharged, it stirs around the concierge and absorbs more spiritual energy. After reaching a certain level, it is like a milk swallow throwing into the forest, and all of it pounces back on the old Taoist body to nourish the soul.

Jinxian nodded: "Congratulations!"

When becoming a land immortal in Jin Dynasty, he needed to find things to foster the soul, some life objects, or land. The Taoist was extremely poor and had no external objects, so he was not good at fighting for land with the city god.

Fortunately, there is a ready-made thing around me that can be used as a life object, handmade by Daluo Golden Immortal.

After a few more breaths, Shang Saner screamed strangely: "You stinky Taoist priest, why don't you sue yourself? Pay me a compensation for the wine jar!"
Chapter completed!