Chapter 28 People who have been drunk for thousands of days

Stone is a nickname, Han Bin's, which appropriately shows the silent and arrogant temperament of Shiluo City.

When he saw Shi Luocheng, whom he had not seen for two years downstairs, Zhang Yan thought of all kinds of things in Qian Yuzong in a trance, and his heart couldn't help but feel complicated emotions.

It's like a different world.

After seeing Zhang Yan, Shi Luocheng still bowed and called Zhang Yan the master. His voice was calm and mellow, but a rare smile appeared on his face. Obviously, after seeing Zhang Yan, he was not as calm as he was on the surface.

How did Shiluo City find this place and find himself? Zhang Yan did not ask. At this moment, he looked at this servant who had signed a 20-year contract with him, but his heart was full of endless friendship and was very happy.

When you meet someone else's hometown, you will probably be happy.

Of course, you have to drink when friends meet. The wine is the thousand-day drunkenness bought by Han Bin from Dongyu Winery, which is known as 'Qingbuqi praises thousands of days of wine, white-headed waves roaring half the river wind', which is full of the four major altars. There is no wine and dishes, but it does not hinder the excitement after a long separation.

In a secluded room on the third floor, Zhang Yan, Han Bin and Qi Jingchun, the second ancestor who heard the news, drank and received a drink for Shiluo City.

Four people don't need cups and bowls, one person has a cup of drink. Han Bin spit and bragged about the past of Qianyuzong, and Qi Jingchun sighed after his pretentiousness. He sighed that it was not the right time, but the atmosphere seemed extremely harmonious, and there was cheerful laughter from time to time.

Tracing back to the past, there is always a time when it is exhausted, but there is no lack of information. This man began to share the sweet life of Hanlou City with Shiluo City in the past two years, such as a well-known brothel, a Qing official who is as gentle as water and does not sell his body...

Shi Luocheng was not interested in this guy's rotten life at all, so he resolutely interrupted him and continued to brag and said, "Brother Han, you know, my most disgusting and pompous second ancestor usually kills people when they see such people. Do you also..."

Han Bin shrank his head, swallowed and spit, and smiled, "You stone is still so ignorant. I'm not those bitches whose brains were kicked by donkeys. Since you don't want to understand the wind and snow moon in the cold building city, I won't say it. Don't threaten me."

Shi Luocheng glanced at him and said to Zhang Yan, "This time I came from northern Xinjiang, but I heard about an important thing and had to leave Qianyuzong in advance."

"What's the matter?" As soon as he asked, Zhang Yan raised the wine jar and took a sip. The sweet and hot feeling of ice and fire instantly spread between his mouth and abdomen with a faint mellow fragrance. He couldn't help admiring that he had been drunk for thousands of days, which was really unique.

Shiluo City did not drink any more, but brewed for a long time. When the three were about to wait, he said in a low voice, "Lord... your identity has been leaked."

Zhang Yan's eyes shot out a ruler, and then smiled faintly, "I knew this would happen, but I didn't expect it to happen two years later. Is there any change?"

"Two years ago, the incident of your disturbance to Qianyuzong was originally suppressed by Qianyuzong. Although there were rumors spreading in northern Xinjiang, after all, it was a rumor. No one took it seriously, and there was not much about your identity in the voice. But just a month before I came here, Huan Shizhen, the suzerain of Qianyu, suddenly invited monks from various sects in northern Xinjiang to announce your identity and everything on Wanzhong Mountain in public. In addition, Yu Mantang, the head of the Yu family in Jiangbei, Fu Dongliu, the elder of the Luoxia Mountain Xing family, and Li Shaojun came forward to testify together. Nowadays, almost everyone in northern Xinjiang knows that you are still alive and carrying the Buddha and demon treasures on Wanzhong Mountain. This news is simply appalling. In a few days, monks from Middle-earth, the East China Sea, the Southern Wasteland and other places came. Northern Xinjiang has now become a whirlpool of storms, and almost every monk is looking for you.

After saying that, Shi Luocheng breathed a sigh of relief and poured a thousand days drunken into his mouth. After a while, he looked at Zhang Yan with a stunned face and said, "I'm here because of this matter. Now that I have entered the golden elixir period, I believe it won't be a burden to stay with you."

Zhang Yan quickly digested what Shi Luocheng said, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy. It seems that Middle-earth is no longer a happy land. It's better to leave this cold building city early.

If it is true that as Shi Luocheng said, Zhang Yan's name may be unfortunately known by all the monks on the whole continent. After that, his life will never be better. He is described by Qianyuzong as the treasure of ten thousand tombs mountain Buddha and demon treasures, just on Zhang Yan, although it is only two guys sleeping in his body and three rebellions. Heaven's magic weapon...

"What is Brother Zhang's identity? It seems to be very mysterious?"

Qi Jingchun whispered in Han Bin's ear that he was lucky to hear the secret news about Zhang Yan here, but he couldn't figure out what had happened, but vaguely guessed that the horror was that Zhang Yan's body caused countless monks coveted. Miraculously, Qi Jingchun, a dancy, thought of this time and an idiom came to his mind: he is innocent and guilty.

Han Bin threw a disdainful look at him and said in a low voice, "It's not just mysterious, it's simply... just... very mysterious!" The most mysterious!"

Now it's Qi Jingchun's turn to disdain Han Bin. Look at what you said, what logic is it? You don't use it like this.

Han Bin was not ashamed and continued to say in a very low voice, "Zhang Yan is a great boy. Why don't you be so arrogant with your little brother? Will such a majestic and domineering person follow him?"

Qi Jingchun poohed in his heart, directly filtered Han Bin's bragging, pointed to the point, and asked, "What's wrong with Brother Zhang?"

"..." Han Bin was stunned and shook his head, looking like he had no comment.

"Xiao Bin, you don't know, do you?" Qi Jingchun knows Han Bin's character very well. If he knows it, he will definitely boast without reservation to satisfy his omniscient vanity.

"Xiao Bin, tell me quickly."

"Xiao Bin,..."

"Fuck, you don't know what to pretend to be garlic!"

Han Bin finally smiled and said awkwardly, "Dachun, since this is a secret, how can I know? As you know, if I know the secret, he won't call it a secret.

Qi Jingchun looked at Han Bin with a disappointed face and scolded him in a low voice, "Your self-knowledge is indeed not bad, and you also know that you have a big mouth and can't control the secrets. It really disappoints me. I won't take you to Ruxuefang in the future!"

......

A happy wine stopped halfway.

Shiluo City does not feel that this practice is very disappointing. As a qualified servant, it has the obligation to remind and inform the owner of all unfavorable news. What's more, now his relationship with Zhang Yan is no longer like an ordinary hierarchical master and servant, like friends and brothers.

Zhang Yan was a little confused. When refining materials, he was detected by Li Shuizhen and took nearly three hours to successfully condense a virtual array. This efficiency is too low.

Li Shui-seon didn't ask anything. He believed that if Zhang Yan was willing to say it, he didn't have to ask himself. He just suggested decisively, "Zhang Daoyou, have a good rest. When you solve your problems, let's refine these materials."

Zhang Yanyi left Zhang's leather goods shop and walked to his home in Qingrong Lane.

Since Zhang's leather goods shop opened, Zhang Yongtai and his wife have hardly been to this somewhat dilapidated courtyard. Han Bin's guy naturally doesn't have to think about it. He has hardly been home. He is one of the most heartless, but this guy is very happy, isn't he?

Pushing the door into the house, Shiluo City was practicing swords in the courtyard. Seeing Zhang Yan coming back, he immediately finished his work and said silently, "Is my arrival worried about the master?"

Zhang Yan shook his head and said with a soft smile, "If it weren't for you, how could I know that the situation was so serious? It's a pity that I still don't know it in joy.

Shiluo City still didn't seem to be happy. After a while, he said, "If I encounter danger, I will stand in front of my master. Unless I die, no one can hurt my master at all!"

Zhang Yan was stunned and walked over and patted Shi Luocheng on the shoulder. His heart gushed out with great pride and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't die so easily. If you want to get benefits from me, it depends on how many pounds he has."

Returning to his room, Zhang Yan sighed gently and lay on his tossing and turning. Tonight, he was bored and had no intention to practice at all.

Two years later, the arrival of Shiluo City once again brought the storm of northern Xinjiang to his side, which Zhang Yan had never thought of. He couldn't help recalling all the things from leaving Cuishan Town again, with gloomy sadness and indignation, happiness...

People in the world can't help themselves. Zhang Yan finally tasted the taste of it. In addition to the bitterness, he never remembered falling into it. He didn't extricate himself and was depressed.

Maybe it can be said that Zhang Yan has never retreated, no matter how big the storm is. People who are stubborn and strong don't admit their reason, and drilling into the horns is their strength.

So this happened two years later and affected his own disturbance, which did not make Zhang Yan so scared that he had no fighting spirit. On the contrary, the more frustrated he became, the more brave he was completely stimulated.

The monks in the world are my enemies, and I trample them one by one!

He has never lost such a heroic ambition, and he has never forgotten his emotions for a while. He only knows that when he is determined to do something, he needs to make ten times more efforts and pay a hundred times more sweat than others. He has never lost his words or lost his promise.

Thinking of his second uncle and second aunt accompanying him, Han Bin and Shi Luocheng around him, and the evil king Tuofeng guarding him, Zhang Yan did not have a high fighting spirit. His thoughts were unusually clear. Under the moonlight and on the bed, he analyzed its advantages and disadvantages, and gradually had clear ideas and plans in his mind.

This night, Zhang Yan fell asleep peacefully in the middle of the night and had a good dream. However, Shiluocheng alone split his sword thousands of times in the courtyard, as if to dispel the ghostly night and guard the pure land of the whole courtyard...

(The goldfish will take a bus home tomorrow. Well, the update will be a little untimely. Don't blame me...)