The little monk took the wine and walked out, and asked the rest of his life to keep the account in.

"Also keep the accounts?" The monk didn't make a living, so he was a little uncomfortable with the rest of his life.

"The master said that Lao Bai couldn't take the inn things, he still had to pay the bill." said the little monk.

Yu Sheng immediately looked at the old monk with admiration, "I am worthy of being a Taoist monk."

"In this way, you will not be disliked if you often vegetarians." said the little monk.

The rest of my life took back what I said just now.

The little monk laughed, "The master picked a lot of camellia tea and sent it to the child to pay the bill after it was dried."

"Cambola?" Yu Sheng's eyes lit up and he hurriedly greeted the young monk to come back, "One jar of wine is not enough, two jars."

Camellia is very precious. When my grandson's father sacrificed his life to exchange for camellia, he was moved by the high price of camellia.

Camellia is the most wonderful thing about deep mountains and old forests, and it is a rare and difficult-to-see product.

Now the old monk wants to pay the debt with camellia, so of course he will not be able to ask for it for the rest of his life.

The little monk was not fooled by him and ran out of the inn with cleverness.

Just as Yu Sheng turned around, the little monk poked his head out again, "Brother, where is her?"

"Who?" The rest of his life was confused.

"That's it." The little monk hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth to Yu Sheng, and acted as if a tiger bites people.

"Oh, oh," Yu Sheng suddenly realized, "She is in the medicine garden."

He said, "Your master doesn't say 'If you get close to someone, you will be bitten to death', so don't you get close to you?"

"I'll ask, ask." The little monk touched his head and smiled slightly, and shrank his head back.

Aunt Qing was surprised, "What will you be bitten to death? What mystery do you fight?"

"A kind of terrible monster." Yu Sheng's words mean something.

Aunt Qing was too lazy to ask, "What kind of spirits are you going to make?"

"Bombing the light."

"Blowing the light?" Aunt Qing frowned slightly, "What a strange name."

It's just strange. The ghost doesn't know where the system picks up the winemaking recipe.

The reason I chose it for the rest of my life is that both the merit value and the raw materials are extremely cheap.

In the previous life, the "cannon light" used dried potatoes, and the system believes that using bitter potatoes in the Great Wilderness has the same effect.

For this reason, Fangzi specially charged ten points of merit guidance fee on the original price.

Bitter potato is a wild vegetable that grows on the sandy land by the lake and is brewed with its rhizomes.

Only when there is really nothing to eat, the villagers use bitter potatoes to fill their stomachs, because the potatoes are as bitter as their name, which is comparable to Coptis chinensis.

The cannon brewed with bitter potatoes is only about motivation, not about the aftertaste, and cannot taste it.

From this point of view, Aunt Qing is afraid she will be disappointed.

Yu Sheng didn't realize how terrible it was to disappoint Aunt Qing, who had expectations.

There was a noise outside the door, and Yu Sheng poked his head out curiously.

The stool sat on the stool, and the villagers surrounded him.

The fifth grandma is the oldest, and everyone lets her in front, "Does it really know what happened in the past?"

"Yes." The little monk nodded.

"I disappeared last year and I spent ten cents. Do you ask it if it has gone?" said the fifth grandma.

The little monk asked.

Yu was drinking beautifully, leaving behind all the embarrassment and fear in the water.

"Teach me, please, hurry up." Yu said vaguely as he burped.

The fifth grandma looked at the little monk.

Although the little monk is not a second, he can't touch his head and can only ask for help from his grandson with his eyes.

Aunt Ma held her grandson in her arms and sat opposite the table, looking at Yui in a mixed mood.

The little grandson said, "Under the bed."

Yu Ni felt like a confidant. He stretched out his furry hand and handed the wine to his grandson, but was shot down by Aunt Ma.

This man has become a good friend now, and his grandson no longer mistakes him for his father, but he is still very close.

The fifth grandma got the answer and took a small step back to search.

The others were about to ask, Baozi's father pushed everyone away and squeezed in.

"Where did my son hide his money?" he asked without any hesitation.

He felt that the buns still had money hidden. This kid was very thief and would never hide his money in one place.

"Don't say it, don't say it." Baozi was sitting on a small tree branch watching the fun, but he didn't expect his father to have such a trick.

"Walk." This squid has poor alcohol tolerance and is drunk and shakes around.

"Walking in the nest?" Baozi's father couldn't make a mistake for a while, because the town often called dogs and cats in estrus.

Is the bun mature early and knowing to save money to marry a mother bun?

"Dogken." said the little grandson with a smile.

Baozi jumped off the tree and ran to the house, while Baozi's father chased after him.

Others were deeply inspired to ask about the lost things, or where the money was hidden in their own pocket.

Only the freshest and refined question in Li Zheng asked, "Where is my money hidden?"

"Xi Temple, uncle." said Yu.

Without waiting for the answer from my grandson, Li Zheng’s wife is already in the education, “You can hide your money and your uncle’s house in Ximiao…”

Xi Temple is a small town outside Yangzhou City, and is named after a temple.

"Nonsense, I haven't been there for a long time." Li Zheng said...

"In the temple, in the clothes." said the young grandson.

Li Zheng remembered that he donated some torn clothes to the old monk.

The little monk paused, "I haven't seen it, I'll go back and look for it."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, what questions do you ask?" Yu Sheng squeezed them away, "How can you ask these ordinary things with such supernatural powers?"

The rest of his life stood in front of the squid.

When you touch the wine, you can keep your life and death aside. Of course, you are not afraid of the rest of your life now.

"Where is my book hidden?" Yu Sheng asked.

The book was written in simplified Chinese characters in his previous life. It not only provides mysterious guidance to later generations, but also his many years of research results.

For example, don’t get rid of the weeds when peeing, otherwise you will be bitten by a certain insect and you will have five limbs that will last for three days at a young age.

He also pointed out that fresh stewed with fresh stewed mushrooms and chicken soup seasoning has a fish flavor.

There is also profound thing. He argued the relationship between two full moons and tides, and the answer was that there was no relationship.

I don't know where this book was stuffed by him later.

He shook his head and didn't know how to describe the place, so he could only say: "Leave."

"Dog?" The rest of my life was confused, what's the matter with Dog.

"Finished, found, true spirit." The fifth grandmother shouted in the distance with ten cents.

Everyone became active all of a sudden. The blacksmith promoted the rest of her life to the senior year of high school, "After asking, go."

"There is one more, and another." As the rest of his life struggled, the blacksmith could only let him go.

"Who all owes me money for alcohol?" Yu Sheng pointed at the people behind him and asked.

"Go." The villagers worked together to push him out.

"I feel guilty when I am a thief." Yu Sheng glanced at the villagers, shook his sleeves, and shouted out the dog.

"Book." Yu Sheng gestured to the dog.

The dog squatted on the ground, wagging his tail to look at Yu Sheng, looking confused.

"Aren't you usually very smart?" Yu Sheng taught the dog a lesson and saw a carriage running from the east of the town.

The dog continued to pretend to be innocent and stuck out his tongue and licked the palm of the rest of his life.

Yu Sheng ignored it because the carriage quickly stopped in front of the inn.

The person who pulls the cart is a strong horse with luxurious decorations. The driver also wears clothes made of fabrics such as fabrics on his body.

The servant who was chasing the car lifted the curtain and walked out of a maid first.

She glanced at everyone, was stunned when she saw him, and then leaned into the carriage and whispered.

The people in the car didn't know what they said, but the maid lowered her eyebrows and reached out to help the middle-aged woman out.

Seeing the woman's outfit, Yu Sheng couldn't help but feel sank.

Because she was wearing a witch silk jacket and was carrying an iconic oil paper umbrella in her hand.
Chapter completed!