Chapter 88 The Tiger Falling in Pingyang

"Long Shoufeng's disciple Liu Xiangzhen/Tiandufeng's disciple Ji Ming, meet Uncle Li." Outside You Lan's house, Liu Xiangzhen and Ji Ming shouted respectfully.

"Are you here to find Zhanger?" Li Mubai's voice came from You Lanju.

Liu Xiangzhen said loudly, "Uncle Li is so clever. The two of us went to the peak, but we didn't find any trace of Brother Lin, so we rushed to ask Uncle Li if he knew where Brother Lin was."

"Shang'er... went down the mountain a few days ago. You can go to the town at the foot of the mountain to look for it." Li Mubai said leisurely in Youlan's residence.

Liu Xiangzhen arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Uncle Li. I'll leave."

After saying that, he took Ji Ming down the mountain.

For a long time, a gentle sigh came from You Lanju.

"Brother Liu, which town do you think Brother Lin went to?" On the way down the mountain, Ji Ming asked while running fast.

There are many towns under the Xuantian Mountains, most of which are supported by mountains.

Liu Xiangzhen was silent for a while and said, "Let's go to Sifang Town." With that, he accelerated his pace.

"Sifang Town...is it..." Ji Ming muttered to himself and accelerated his pace to catch up.

Sifang Town is a small town close to Xuantianzong Mountain Gate. As the name implies, the pattern of the town is a square. There are more than 300 people in Sifang Town, all of whom are mortals and usually live on mountains. Because Xuantianzong's disciples often come here to exchange silver for some daily necessities, Sifang Town is more prosperous than other towns, and it is also the most populous town. Sifang Town is best known as a wine shop opened by their ancestors and grandchildren. The yellow rice wine they brewed is the best in all towns. Even some disciples of Xuantianzong who are greedy often go down the mountain to this wine shop to drink.

The wine shop originally had no name, but found a piece of white cloth, wrote a big wine word, and hung high on the pole in front of the door of the wine shop. However, because the wine shop is famous for its yellow wine, and there is only this wine shop in Sifang Town, it is called Sifang Wine Shop. Later, the grandparents simply asked a carpenter to make a yellow wooden plaque, which was called Sifang Wine Shop.

After autumn, most of the towns are stockpiling grain for the winter, so the business of Sifang wine shops is not booming. In a fashionable way, it is the off-season of business. Although it is off-season, some people still come to drink. At this time, it was noon, and four or five people in the square wine shop occupied two tables and were drinking happily.

"I heard that the young man has been here for five days, is it true?" A bearded man pointed to the man in blue lying on the table in the corner of the wine shop and whispered to his companions beside him.

A rough cloth man on his left glanced at the man in blue and said affirmatively, "Of course it's true. I see him every day. I heard from the old grandson that this person also lives here at night, except for drinking, but also sleeping. If you are drunk, go to bed and drink again when you wake up. After five days, even the old grandson didn't know how much wine he had drunk.

"As a shopkeeper, the old grandson did not persuade him? A young man who drinks like this will drink badly sooner or later. The man opposite the bearded man said.

"Drink more and earn more, isn't it in line with the old grandson's intention?" A slightly younger person next to him took a sip of wine and said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, Lao Sun is not such a person." The rough man slapped him, turned his head to look at the man in blue, was silent for a while, and continued, "Maybe the young man came here to drink to relieve his worries."

The slightly young man was slapped, stared at the man in blue, and suddenly smiled, "Look at this man's clothes, not like the person in the nearby town. Do you think he will be a fairy practicing on the mountain?" With that, the index finger pointed to the Xuantian Mountains.

"Shh," the rough cloth man was shocked, quickly covered his mouth, looked around, and whispered, "The immortals are all pure-hearted Taoist master. How can they miss the mortal wineries? Don't talk nonsense!"

The slightly young man was stunned, with a trace of fear on his face, but he still opened the hand of the rough cloth man, and a trace of disapproval flashed in his eyes before he wanted to speak. The curtain of the wine shop was suddenly lifted, and a strong man in gorgeous clothes came in.

The man in gorgeous clothes is eight feet tall and has a strong figure. He is dressed in gorgeous clothes and tight. Although his face looks a little simple and thick, a trace of cold pride radiates out when his eyes are opened. Just now, there was a trace of unconvinced man in his eyes. He suddenly felt a trace of coolness behind him. He quickly turned his head and picked up the glass and drank it, so as to suppress the fear in his heart. Unexpectedly, because he drank too much, he choked his throat and coughed.

The man in gorgeous clothes quickly swept his eyes from the four people, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. When he turned his eyes to the man in blue lying on the corner table, his eyes lit up and he quickly walked over.

"Huh? Isn't this the famous brother Linshanglin? I heard that you disappeared after going down the mountain to practice. The whole clan was worried about Brother Lin, but they didn't know that Brother Lin was happy here. The man in gorgeous clothes showed a sarcastic expression on his face and said with a sneer.

Hearing someone talking beside him, the sleeping man in blue lying on the table slowly raised his head, looked at the man in gorgeous clothes, and said lightly, "Oh? It turned out to be Shang's younger brother. I haven't seen you for a long time.

The man in blue lying on the table is Linshang. As the four said, he has been in this pub for five days. He wakes up drunk every day. Only when he is half drunk and half awake can he temporarily forget the grief in his heart. And the merchant brother in his mouth is Shang Wuji, the true disciple of Panlongfeng who once provoked him from time to time.

Shang Wuji looked at the lazy expression on Lin Shang's face, and a trace of anger quickly flashed in his eyes, but he made an expression of concern on his face and said, "Some people say that Brother Lin has lost his cultivation and Dantian has been destroyed. From then on, there is no hope of cultivation. I don't know if it's true?"

Lin Shang's eyes trembled slightly, picked up the wine pot on the table and took a sip, hiccuped, and said lightly, "What do you think of Brother Shang?"

Shang Wuji frowned and said with a sad and angry face, "Brother Lin is extremely talented, and his cultivation is the same. How can he lose his cultivation and Dantian be destroyed? It must be the slanderous words of some villains who are jealous of Brother Lin. If you want your brother to know which bastard he is, you must teach him a lesson to vent his anger for your brother!"

Shang Wuji looked sad and angry, and said righteous words. Every word is of concern. If he doesn't know it, he will definitely think that he is a straightforward man who cares about his peers. But what?

Linshang curled her lips and said lightly, "Then you can slap yourself a few times." The tone was extremely light, as if talking about a trivial matter, but the content of the words made people feel that a tense atmosphere was spreading rapidly.

The rough cloth man at the other table smelled the smell of gunpowder between the two talking. A few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, wink at the other three, took out a few copper plates and put them on the table, got up and quickly walked out. The other three looked at each other and quickly got up and followed.

With a creak, the door of the kitchen was gently closed by the people inside, and there was no gap. In an instant, there were only Lin Shang and Shang Wuji left in the wine shop.

Shang Wuji's face turned black, and he quickly glanced around. A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes and said viciously, "It's really worthy of Brother Lin. He is so calm. However, do you think you are still the genius who shines brilliantly in the five peaks?!" He paused slightly and said harshly word by word, "You are just a useless person now! A useless person who can't be cultivated! Now! It will be the same in the future!!"

Lin Zhang suddenly laughed, his mouth wide open, and a smell of wine overflowed from his mouth. He laughed so arrogantly as if he had heard a big joke. After laughing, he looked at Shang Wuji, and there was a trace of sympathy in his eyes. He slowly said, "So it is. It's really hard for you to hate you for so many years."

When Shang Wuji heard the words, he was like a sword in his heart. His body trembled slightly, his lips were white, and his fists were clenched tightly, making a "crunching and creaking" sound. A trace of murderousness quickly flashed through his eyes. But when he saw Linshang's eyes, he suddenly calmed down, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He said slowly, "I heard that there was a disaster in Brother Lin's hometown, and everyone died on the spot. Brother Lin's parents are even more..."

"Shut up!!!"

Before Shang Wuji finished his words, he was interrupted by a fierce shout.

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First update. On the Menglan Festival, the atmosphere is not very strong, and it's time to eat vegetarian food again.