"Old man, I'm asking you something! Have you ever heard of the immortal village in Bagong Mountain? Is the leader of the village Dewey recruiting people from the Jianghu? Does anyone with martial arts have a hundred-stitch Yin'an family when going up the mountain?"

When Xu Jie heard this, he looked at the innermost group of people in the martial arts world, and was already thinking in his heart, what kind of immortal village is really big? If a martial arts man comes to surrender, he will give him 100 taels of silver?

The old man dared not not answer: "Hero, the old man knows about the recruitment of the people of the Du village, but he doesn't know if he really gives a hundred tael silver. If all the heroes go to Bagong Mountain, the official road can be checked. The heroes under the Du village charge tolls at that level, which is not cheap."

Xu Jie understood this time and was a little surprised. The official road was a road built by the government and the imperial court, but there were people who set up a card to charge tolls, but the government didn't care about it, which was worthy of fun.

Then he heard another man from the martial arts world say fiercely: "This time, our brothers come here hundreds of miles. If Dewey doesn't give him a hundred taels of silver, he will never end up with him."

The fire had already ignited, and Xu Jie sat down, but he smiled and said, "The immortal village on Bagong Mountain will be named a good name."

Xu Hu, who was leaning on the ground, finally blew a few sips of the fire, sat up and asked without hesitation, "Young Master, the immortal village is just a carefree place, what's the point of not being good?"

Xu Jie smiled and said, "Hu Zi, have you heard that one person has achieved enlightenment and a chicken and a dog ascends to heaven?"

Xu Hu nodded: "I've heard it."

"This Bagong Mountain is where this person has achieved enlightenment and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. During the Han Dynasty, Liu An, the King of Huainan, recruited thousands of alchemists, and eight of them were the most famous. This Bagong Mountain comes from these eight people. The ancient book "Huainanzi" was written by Liu An and these alchemists. It records many illusory things about becoming immortals and becoming immortals. Liu An was even more keen on cultivating immortals and refining elixirs. Later, Liu An was defeated because of the rebellion. Emperor Wu of Han sent people to take Liu An. Liu An and the eight people to take elixirs and ascend to immortals. There are also chickens and dogs next to him who eat alchemy and refining elixirs and go away together. Hu Zi, do you think this story is interesting?" Xu Jie said in a leisurely manner.

Xu Hu also heard it with relish: "The original Tao is like this. No wonder the name of the immortal village is just because he doesn't know whether the matter of becoming an immortal is true or false?"

Xu Jie shook his head and said, "It's just folk rumors. There are clear records in history books that Liu An plotted to rebel, committed suicide, and killed everyone. However, "Huainanzi" is a good book. The tofu we eat now was invented when the Huainan King Liu An was refining alchemy."

"Tofu is good, and it is both elixir and writing books. Why do you have to rebel? It seems that you are full." Xu Hu didn't care about the story as he heard the story. He had already handed the roasted jerky to Xu Jie, opened the small wine jar and handed it to Xu Jie.

Most of the people in the house were listening to Xu Jie telling the story. After the story was told, someone in the bottom laughed and said, "Damn it, Dewey will occupy a place and also occupy a place where he became an immortal. No wonder he took the title of a fairy village. Why can't we brothers occupy such a good place? He made him rich."

Xu Jie looked back at the group of people in the martial arts world, and he knew that he was just a little arrogant and had to rely on others, but he still had to say such words.

As he turned his head, Xu Jie suddenly found that the old man opposite suddenly licked his lips and swallowed his saliva in his throat. He smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, how about drinking the same drink?"

The old man was overjoyed when he heard this, but he bowed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, the old man just drink some clean water."

Xu Jie could naturally see the old man's mind, and had already stood up and walked forward for two steps. He leaned over to pull the old man, and said, "Why are you polite? When you go out, meeting is fate. Please, there are some pickled and dried meats, and wine is delicious."

Although the old man was a coolie, he could not resist Xu Jie's strength. He smiled politely and half-swered and sat down with Xu Jie.

Yun Shuhuan took out a small bowl from his bag and placed it in front of the old man, and was already pouring wine.

The old man smiled like a flower, his hands were swaying in the air, and he said, "Thank you, my son, thank you, half a bowl, the old man can't drink that much, half a bowl."

Of course, Yun Shuhuan would not really pour half a bowl of it. Xu Kang's roasted jerky was handed over.

Xu Jie also smiled and said, "It's really not easy for my father-in-law to go out for business at this age!"

The old man took the wine bowl and quickly drank it first, and looked enjoyable. With satisfaction, he replied with a smile: "The three children in the family are not easy to make a living. The old man can still change his hands and feet, so he can't eat in vain. It's only two or three hundred miles away for a trip, and he can earn some money. When he can't change it, his three sons will still keep a bite of food."

Xu Jie nodded. Life is not easy! He only took a bowl and said, "Please!"

The old man sipped again, enjoying a lot. However, the people who were walking behind him looked at the old man with envy, licking his lips, and really could only drink water and fill his stomach with the dough.

But the seven or eight men from the innermost world were also looking at Xu Jie. After a while, several people looked at each other for a while, and finally one of them spoke: "Hey, that's sour, pour a few bowls of wine!"

When Xu Jie heard this, he turned his head, frowned slightly, and did not answer. Wenshu naturally scolded scholars, and Xu Jie's identity was also shown in his Confucian shirt.

Xu Hu was unhappy when he heard this. He picked up the knife that was put aside and held it in his arms. It was a demonstration, asking people not to cause trouble.

The knives of a few boys were not scared, so they looked at the rough voice and said, "Hey! What about you, boy, pour some wine and bring some jerky meat."

Xu Jie turned his head again, laughed and asked with a smile: "Is it so hard for this world to make a living in the world now? I can't afford to eat wine and meat, so why don't I go to the world? Why don't I follow this father to do this peddler's business? Why are you trying hard with someone with a sword?"

A few people in the martial arts world didn't know that Xu Jie's words were sarcastic. A man with a beard and beard stood up and raised his hand and pointed: "What do you mean by your sour words? Don't think I can't understand. Relying on some copper coins at home, I can't know that the world is high and the earth is rich. I don't know that I'm good at talking to you, but I have to do it to give in to it? There is no village or shop in front of me, but I can't report to the official."

Hearing this, the old man quickly got up, holding the remaining half bowl of wine in his hand, and hurriedly said, "Don't be angry, the old man gives you this bowl, that young man doesn't have much wine, the old man doesn't drink it. If you go out, be kind and make money, and be kind and make money."

Xu Jie looked at the old man and felt warm. After all, there are good people in the world, and there are many.

But the next scene made Xu Jie suddenly angry!
Chapter completed!