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Chapter 142 Banyangzhai, old wine man

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The two of them continued walking forward, and all kinds of strange monsters appeared in front of them.

There is a dwarf bat demon that is half a man tall and extremely ugly; there is a bamboo demon that is almost ten feet tall, green in body, and as thin as a hemp stick.

There is also a giant-eyed monster with extremely large eyes and a very small body.

All kinds of strange and unimaginable monsters can be seen here.

Let him open his eyes.

It also gave him a new understanding of the saying, "Everything can become a monster when nourished by spiritual energy."

As you go deeper into the city, the surrounding buildings become more ordinary.

It feels like going from Liulichang to Panjiayuan.

Everything has become low and earthy.

"Here we are, right here."

Xu Rui looked at it.

Covered with green tiles and built with green bricks, the door is less than two feet wide and looks unremarkable.

The thick wooden door is half open and half closed. Although glass is used, you can't see what's going on inside.

Above the door, a mottled black plaque hangs crookedly.

Probably because it hasn't been cleaned for a long time, a lot of dust fell into the gaps, making it look shabby.

The three characters "Banyangzhai" are clearly distinguishable.

Simu pushed the door open and went in, followed closely by Xu Rui.

Before he could clearly see the surrounding situation, the thunderous snoring and the pungent smell of alcohol had already rushed up to him.

He frowned.

Look ahead.

The voice came from behind the counter inside.

The counter is nearly 1.5 meters tall and is made of thick wood. It must have been wiped frequently and has a smooth patina.

Especially the top of the counter reflects a faint sheen of oil.

On the wall behind the counter, there is a huge sign with the word "道" hanging on it.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, like the handwriting of a famous artist.

In the hall, which is only twenty or thirty meters away in front of the counter, there is a tea tray and a few stools.

The white ash on the four walls has peeled off a bit.

The few hanging paintings of beautiful women add a bit of color and make the place look less run-down.

but.

If it weren't for the wrong location, Xu Ruizhen wouldn't be able to tell the difference between this place and those shops in the world.

Simu walked to the counter, raised his fist and started banging.

"Jiujiu old man, get up."

Under his loud shout, a little old man with disheveled hair and a nose climbed up from the counter.

Seeing him, Xu Rui instantly thought of the earthly man in the "Black Myth Wukong" in the real world, who was slovenly and evil.

After stretching a lot with his drunken eyes, he looked around listlessly.

"It turns out it's your little four eyes that disturbed the old man's sweet dream. You really deserve a beating."

Then he sighed, full of regret.

"Half of Xiao Taohong's naughty clothes were stripped off by the old man. She was just about to show off her prowess, but in the end, it was all messed up by you."

"If you don't come up with something decent today, my old man won't agree."

"Old drunkard, when you lie to others, you should make up your lies more roundly. When you are halfway through taking off your clothes, do you want to get on your horse? You are not afraid of breaking your old gun."

"You don't understand this. Half-dressed clothes are the most attractive. If you don't believe me, you pay, and we'll go to Wanhua Building to find Xiao Taohong and try it out right away."

"Get out of here. Xiao Taohong is the number one in Wanhua Tower. She can make money every night. You think I'm stupid."

The old man didn't care about the sarcasm in his eyes. He smiled and looked at Xu Rui behind him.

As soon as his eyes lit up, he didn't show any pretense, and he was already in front of him without even taking a breath.

"So fast."

I was shocked.

This old man's speed is more than twice as fast as that of the sheep demon who was proficient in wind.

If he had taken action suddenly just now, he would have been seriously injured.

The alertness in my heart was instantly raised to the highest level.

The old wine man, four feet tall, wearing an old navy blue Taoist robe, holding a yellow wine gourd in his hand, had a twitchy nose.

"Tsk, tsk, what a strong energy and blood. He is already talented in martial arts at such a young age, which is incredible."

Turned.

"Xiao Siyan, is this your disciple?"

"If I had such a disciple, I would be able to wake up from my dreams with a smile." Walking to Xu Rui's side, "This is Xu Zhengyang, fellow Taoist Xu, the poor Taoist's best friend in times of need."

Raise your hand and point.

"This is an old wine man. Although he is crazy, he is good at recognizing treasures and has some connections in the market. If you give him something, the price will be much higher than outside."

"senior."

Xu Rui cupped his fists and saluted.

"Stop it, my old man is most annoyed by these useless etiquettes. Just call me 'wine old man' just like Xiao Siyan. If you want to please my old man, bring out a few more treasures. That's better than anything else.

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Now that people have said that, Xu Rui is not polite.

"Drunken old man."

"That's right, that's right. Children can be taught."

After nodding with satisfaction, he walked behind the counter again.

"Xiao Siyan, please take out your things. You always go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing."

"Hehe, I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

Simu took out a sheep's head staff from the magic bag.

As soon as it appeared, there was a breeze hanging around.

The old man's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand, and the staff came into his hand.

Only then did Xu Rui notice that except for his thumb, the other four fingers of this old wine-drinking man were aligned and of the same length.

Thin light yellow light emerged from the palm and slowly passed over the staff.

The aura disappeared, and the old man shook his head for a moment, then looked around.

"Where did this staff come from?"

"Hey, trophy."

"I know even if you don't tell me, is it the natal magic weapon of Yang Chaofeng, the silver medal demon of the Red Lantern Club?"

He glanced sideways at him and his eyes flashed.

"Do you know this monster?"

"I know half of the demons who have been to Jinchanfang City."

Look contented.

"Don't look so suspicious. You Maoshan and the Red Lantern Festival have a festival. It has nothing to do with me, an old man from Jinchanfang City."

Simu nodded and didn't bother anymore.

"Should you accept it or not?"

"Of course. You know my rules. As long as the thing is good, I don't care where it comes from. Besides, you have Maoshan behind you, so the Red Lantern Club doesn't dare to do anything to you."

"Then let's make an offer?"

"Seven Dafa money."

The color of his eyes instantly changed.

"Seven yuan? Why don't you go and grab it? It's useless for me to trust you so much and bring you Daoist Xu, and you just give me this price?"

The old man rolled his eyes and kept chattering.

"Xiao Siyan, are you interested in doing this with me every time you come here? Although your broken magic staff is at the middle level of the ninth grade, its training techniques are rough and the materials are poor. It is the lowest grade among the medium magic weapons. Here you go.

The seven yuan of Dafa money is considered to be based on the past friendship between you and me."

"For an ordinary one, if the old man gives him four Dafa money, even if there is smoke rising from his ancestral grave."

"Fourteen dollars."

"Eight dollars at most."

The two of them were shirtless, competing for money like market vendors.

Finally, the deal was made for nine Dafa coins and sixteen small Fa coins.

Just now he looked like he had suffered a big loss, but after receiving the small amount of money, he immediately smiled.

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