The old monk had an amazing appetite. After eating a pig's head, he ate more than two kilograms of beef sauce, drank about ten kilograms of white wine, and returned to the clear mind. Then he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "I'm full, I'll leave." He stood up, carried a woven bag containing the ragged items and walked eastward.

Ximen Lang hurriedly got up, caught up with him and shouted, "Master, when can we see each other again?"

The old monk smiled loudly, "I will meet you if you are destined to be together. That red gold nine-ring snake is a treasure. You have to put it away..." Leaving this sentence, he walked as fast as he could, and in a flash he turned into the fork road, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

Ximen Lang was stunned and sighed, "What a paradise!" He was stunned for a while, turned around and returned to the shed to settle the tent, carrying a whisk and artificial leather bag and Bi Sumei and his daughter towards the home.

Chen Yunling's eyes were filled with admiration and admiration. She turned her head and glanced at Ximen Lang from time to time, and was very proud of him standing up when the weak were bullied, because this heroic character was her boyfriend!

When he arrived at the door of the house, Ximen Lang said, "Aunt Mei, Lingling, you guys go back to the house first, I'll be in the car for a while."

The mother and daughter guessed that he had something important to do, so they agreed to walk into the yard.

Ximen Lang got into the off-road vehicle, put the whisk in the passenger seat, curiously opened the artificial leather bag, and looked through the things inside. In addition to the fake martial arts secrets and huang books, there was also a blue porcelain bottle, a white jade bottle, and a booklet made of silk cloth. Judging from the material of the booklet, this was the real thing in ancient times, and it was a few years ago. He picked it up and looked at it curiously, and saw that the cover was written in seal characters. After reading it for a long time, he developed the four words "The Divine Things Against the Heavens". He flipped through the leaves casually, and saw that various strange animals and plants were painted on it, most of which were creatures that were not visible now. The opposite pages introduced them with seal characters.

After turning around for a while, Ximen Lang suddenly found a small snake on a page in the middle, with nine rings on his body, lifelike, clearly the appearance of the golden snake in the whisk. He couldn't help but feel excited. It turned out that the golden snake was recorded in ancient books, and he happened to take a look at the name of the snake.

He moved his eyes to the next page. He didn't recognize the word "Nine Ring Jade-Snake," written on the yellowed silk cloth. He didn't recognize the word in front of the word "Nine Ring Jade" and "Snake". After studying it for a long time, he couldn't recognize what it was, which made his head hurt. He had no choice but to look down, but he saw that most of the dense seal characters below were not recognized, and he couldn't understand what it meant!

Mom |, people in ancient times were really sick, idiots, writing such difficult words, I damn!

Ximen Lang threw the book into the passenger seat next to him with some dissatisfaction, took out the small white jade bottle from his leather bag, pulled out the cork, and felt a faint fragrance of medicine coming to his nose. He poured it into his palm and a purple-red pill rolled out.

What is this? Could it be a Dali Pill or something, or maybe a magic pill?

Ximen Lang shook his head. The pill was owned by Pure Yang Taoist. With his vulgar and shameless Taoist skills, he could have any magic pills. He leaned his palm, poured the pill into the jade bottle, capped the plug again, put it back into the bag, and took out the blue porcelain bottle.

The bottle was bigger than the jade bottle. Ximen Lang also pulled out the cork to observe, but saw that it was filled with white powder, and he didn't know what it was.

Powder, is this white flour? That old Taoist actually sells drugs?

Ximen Lang curiously picked a little powder with his fingernails, stuffed the bottle and put it back into the bag, and tentatively handed the powder to the bottom of his nose, but accidentally sucked it in his nostrils. In an instant, he felt dizzy, turned his head and fainted, and the leather bag on his legs slid down to his feet...

I don’t know how long it took, but Ximen Lang felt his body shaking, and a crisp sound came from his ears, “Brother Xiaolang, wake up…”

Ximen Lang opened his heavy eyelids and snorted, feeling his headache splitting. He turned his head to look over. What was reflected in his face was Chen Yunling's blurred face, and he said to him angrily: "Brother Xiaolang, why are you asleep in the car?"

"Why, I'm asleep?" Ximen Lang asked in surprise. He opened his eyes hard and realized that it was already dark.

"Yes, my mother and I were afraid that you had something serious, so we never came to disturb you. But we didn't know that you had never entered the house. It's been several hours. I was worried, so we came out to take a look. But we didn't know that you were asleep in the car."

Ximen Lang frowned, feeling his mind was still drowsy now. He suddenly realized that it was definitely not normal sleep, but suddenly fainted. So, he carefully recalled what happened before fainting, and suddenly remembered that it was the weirdness of the white powder in the blue porcelain bottle. In amazement, he tentatively stretched his arms and kicked his legs, took a few deep breaths, and felt that there was nothing abnormal in his body except for a headache. He immediately judged what the white powder was. It was a highly effective drug. If it was touched by the mouth and nose, he would immediately fall into a coma.

He cursed in his heart that the Taoist priest Chunyang who had become a dead ghost was not in human affairs and actually used these despicable drugs, probably the one used by the Taoist priest when he was stealing fragrance and jade.

He smiled with a headache and said, "I drank a little too much, so I fell asleep here without realizing it."

"Brother Xiaolang, then you get out of the car and go into the room to rest."

Ximen Lang nodded, bent down to pick up the cunning black leather bag, picked up the whisk and drilled out of the car, opened the trunk of the off-road vehicle, and put the two things inside. Chen Yunling held him with a warm and soft little hand, and the two walked into the yard.

"Wait, I will wash my face and my head hurts a little." Ximen Lang stopped in front of the Yangjing.

This kind of well is also the main tool for water withdrawal in rural areas, and it uses the principle of air pressure to draw water. Chen Yunling said: "I'll press water for you, wash it." She moved the well handle of the well, lifted it up and fell down, and the clear groundwater flowed out continuously.

Ximen Lang washed his face and felt much more energetic and his headache was not so obvious. After entering the room with Chen Yunling, eating a bowl of noodles cooked by Aunt Mei, and drinking several pots of strong tea, the headache disappeared.

Bi Sumei and his mother chatted with him for a while, spread the quilt for him and went out, and let him rest early. However, after drinking too much strong tea, Ximen Lang, who was lying in the thin quilt, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
Chapter completed!