Section 30, Uncle Wine[!]

[Brothers, the monthly ticket list has changed next month~~ Please give me the monthly ticket next month!! Ah, ah, there is still money for the first 20. For me, it's meat!! Brothers, please support me!]

"Uncle Jiu, have you sobered up?" Zhao Zihan was driving while making a phone call.

On the other side of the phone, the voice was intermittent, and the tone was a little sharp: "Little girl of the Zhao family, are you looking for an uncle at noon to buy the old man a drink?"

"Drink your head!" Zhao Zihan adhered to the fierceness of the northern girl and scolded, "You are in your sixties. Don't delay things if you can't get rid of this wine. Can you be energetic now? I have something to ask you!"

Uncle Jiu smiled and said, "Little girl, did you figure out about introducing a partner to you last time?" The old man still didn't know the situation. I guess he really didn't wake up. He confusedly opened Zhao Zihan's problem.

Zhao Zihan was angry: "Uncle Jiu, if you dare to introduce those strange people to me again, don't blame me for dismantling your stall."

Uncle Jiu said, "Oh, the little girl is timid. The people who come from the horse's house are all poor. Are you still willing to demolish the old man's dining stall? My poor stall~~"

"Shut up! It's not decent. Uncle Jiu, let me tell you, something big has happened. It's a big deal. You're sober now. I'll come to you. That's it. Hang up!" Zhao Zihan gritted his teeth and roared.

In an independent rural house on the outskirts of City C, a bald old man in a practice uniform is holding a phone in his hand and a wine bottle in the other. Hearing the beep sound from the phone, he looked at the phone and shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Regardless of the gentle freezing of the sun in winter, he took a deep breath and spewed out two white fogs from his mouth and nose. His chest and Dantian were calm, and he put on a Tai Chi starting style. His belt moved his whole body, and his movements were flowing smoothly. Unexpectedly, he held a wine bottle and played Taijiquan at noon.

The boxing is smooth and leisurely, and there is no fire at all. If anyone sees the old man boxing, he will definitely exclaim. The wine bottle was not held in the palm of his hand at all, but dripped around him. At the moment of exhaustion, there will always be a hand passing by the wine bottle. The use of power is extremely accurate, which makes the wine bottle jump again.

But I can't see what kind of Taijiquan is this kind of fist at all. It only makes people feel that it is round and extremely close to nature.

After a round of boxing, there were as many as 360 styles. When the punch was closed, a curling white fog was emitted from the old man's bare and shiny forehead, and then there was a pronunciation of the word 'zha' that could spread far away, spewed out from the old man's mouth, sounding like a dragon. Fortunately, there are no other people around this farmyard, otherwise you will have to sue him for disturbing the people.

He grabbed the wine bottle that was still dripping in front of him, and the hot liquor came from the mouth of the bottle like the old man's throat.

"It's delicious, it's good wine!" The wine was heated in a very fast rotation! This alone is divine. After drinking the hot wine, the bald old man sat on the stone bench in the yard and drew a circle on the stone table beside him.

He took a sip of wine in his mouth and sprayed it out at the round.

Puff...

One hand is like a basketball player practicing basketball, doing a hugging action.

I don't know if it's because of the cold weather, or if it's really amazing. The sprayed wine fog really did not spread within the scope of the old man's hand circle. As the movement of the old man's hand gradually accelerated, the wine mist fell into the circle on the table like a drizzle.

"The sky is open, and the water clouds are there. It's great whether there is wine or not. Master, please come out. Is there any disaster today? The old man muttered, and the wine pot at hand suddenly sounded like the sound of someone drinking.

Then, the old man felt that the wine bottle was light, and there was only half of the bottle of white wine left, which disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the empty bottle.

The old man grinned and muttered, "Other gods eat meat, and my master loves to drink. I also like to drink in my life, and no one even remembers my name.

Slap his lips, and the old man looked at the circle on the table. The next moment, the wine bottle fell to the ground from the palm of his hand. The ground fell to pieces.

"My God!" The old man stared at what happened in front of him. For more than 40 years, I have never seen such a thing appear.

Inside the circle on the table, there is a big; the word 'dead' is reflecting a slight red light.

The old man grunted and seemed to be discussing something with people: "I said, the wine fairy boss, we have known each other for decades. Are you sure you didn't drink too much?

The bald old man seemed to be schizophrenic. He raised his left hand and bounced his forehead fiercely.

Then the old man said with a bitter face, "It's my fault, you are a lot of adults. I know that the evil spirit is full, and the world is changing. But why does the fight between your immortals have to be involved in the world?

"Uh-huh, I don't understand what I said. But... what should I do now? We can't afford to provoke the fairy behind that girl. ...So, is the legend true? Is it true that the kingdom of Qingqiu can become an extraordinary saint? Yes, we mortals, who support the immortals, are just thinking about which generation is lucky enough to ascend to Qingqiu with the immortals, in exchange for immortality?

What? Isn't that real long life?

Forget it, I'm over 60 years old, and I've lived more than half of my life. I just want to drink more good wine and eat more meat. I won't regret it when I die. I said, the wine fairy boss, let's choose a descendant after this matter is over.

When talking, because there was no one next to him, no one could see the strange image behind the old man. He just said to himself.

Then the white fog on the top of the head dissipated, and the old man squinted and stood up. He put on his sleeves and walked into the room, and then took out three columns of white incense in the room, each of which was one foot and three inches long.

I didn't see how hard the old man tried. Three white incense sticks were shot on the ground.

The frozen steel-like ground did not stop three fragrant incense from entering, and he shook his head slightly on the ground.

The old man pinched a strange posture with his hands, and the joints of his fingers were twisted to an angle that ordinary people could never reach. Only two index fingers were facing each other and pointing forward.

"The fairy fire lingers around, and all the immortal friends listen to me. The evil spirit comes, and the living does not die. The disaster star fell, and the fairy friend came quickly. I summoned with Faxiang, and those who get the Tao should be ordered in the face of danger, and the living will not be killed! Kill after death! Kill for the chaos! The five immortals of Yin, Long, Feng, Hu and Tiger came to the restaurant quickly, and the rest of the immortals and Taoist friends quickly went to the city to appease ordinary people. Mobilize your relationship with ordinary people, and deal with high-ranking officials and high-level people as much as possible, and make sure that the disaster does not spread. Otherwise, we are all sinners. Go!!!"

The next moment, the three pillars of fragrance seemed to have been pressed the fast-forward button, burning to the root almost in the blink of an eye. The mysterious thing is that the curling smoke clouds were divided into hundreds of shorts. At this noon, they flew in all directions and did not dissipate at all.

This is the same means as the Taoist Flying Crane Biography and Burning Crane Biography, which is called Sanxiang Sending the Heart. As long as they are from the horse family, they will receive the news contained in this wisp of blue smoke as soon as possible. It's a bit like mass text messaging, but it's just indisting.

At this time, Zhao Zihan, who was driving to the bald old man, also received such a message. After being surprised, he found that this matter must have been so serious that it could not be added. Otherwise, how could the old man, Uncle Jiu, be so careless and send three fragrances to his heart? Now the whole circle of the horse family knows this. It's a matter.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zihan's hanging heart fell a lot, which was better than running to explain it in a while. It seems that Uncle Jiu's ability has improved a lot.

It's just that it's not clear how to deal with this matter. But you can imagine that this must be the biggest thing in the past hundred years!

At this time, Yang Guang was still being interrogated by several police officers.

Since she didn't need Zhao Zihan to explain, she drove directly to pick up Wenyi's family.

There is no need to repeat it in the middle. Wenyi's family is a family of high-level intellectuals. With the persuasion of Zhao Zihan and Wenyi, and even taking out their skills in the circle at all costs, it can be regarded as persuading the old couple to follow Wenyi and Zhao Zihan to embark on the shelter car.

When he appeared again, Zhao Zihan appeared at the door of Uncle Jiu's small yard with Wen Yi and Wen Yi's parents.

There are four old people sitting in the yard. Some of them are wearing cotton-padded coats and some are wearing shabby coats. They greet Zhao Zihan warmly.

Zhao Zihan also respectfully greeted these old men and women, looking familiar.

After settling Wenyi's parents in Uncle Jiu's room, Zhao Zihan and Wenyi walked into the yard.

Zhao Zihan introduced the four old people in the yard to Wen Yi. He pointed to the bald head and said, "This is the uncle Jiu mentioned on the phone just now. The fairy behind him calls himself a wine fairy and is addicted to alcohol. This is..."

After the introduction, Zhao Zihan introduced these old men and old ladies: "This is the descendant of Jiugong Mountain."

Wenyi naturally politely pays tribute one by one. These are all the elders in the circle. Although they are not sociable, they may have any contact with the older generation, just like knowing Zhao Zihan. The communication between the older generation is more common.

Later, Zhao Zihan told what happened today.

Several old people narrowed their eyes and listened carefully.

After listening to it, Uncle Jiu said, "So, the evil spirit has changed greatly, and the world is like a prison?"

Zhao Zihan nodded and said, "It's almost like this, but the problem is that the souls of these living dead are inseparable. Ordinary people can't find it at all before they change. Once they evolve into zombies in a short time, it is a huge disaster for ordinary people. The most terrible thing is that millions of people hide a thousand, or two thousand people who are bound by the flesh and their souls. We don't know at all. Even if the whole C city comes out to look for it, it is still looking for a needle in a haystack. Now we urgently need a way to find these people.

There is only one woman among the four old people. Zhao Zihan called her a woman.