"Smells, smells so good~"

In the evening, the old drunkard who snored like thunder suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the fire in the middle of the ruined temple.

But when he saw the handsome girl in green clothes, who was only twenty-eight years old, he opened a ball of yellow mud, and the alluring aroma kept flying out from it, which made people salivate.

In the blink of an eye, the girl in green clothes opened the lotus leaf wrapping the chicken, and the fragrance rose again.

The old drunkard stared straight at the other person, his throat kept crawling, and even three sips of wine couldn't suppress the greed in his stomach.

"Snapped."

After a while, Ah Qing finished knocking four lotus leaf chickens and placed two of them in front of Qin Yao, one for himself and A Bi.

The old drunkard couldn't hold it back. He came to Qin Yao with a smile on his face, pointed at the lotus leaf chicken on the ground and said, "You have two chickens, how about giving me one?"

"Please help yourself." Qin Yao said calmly.

The old drunkard was so happy that he picked up a chicken on the ground and started eating it. He felt that he had never eaten such delicious food in his life.

After finishing a chicken, he licked his fingers with unsatisfied intention. Seeing that Qin Yao still had no intention of eating the chicken, he couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"No appetite." Qin Yao sighed.

"You still have no appetite for such delicious food?" the old drunkard asked in surprise.

Qin Yao sighed: "If you keep something in mind, no matter how delicious the food is, it tastes like chewing wax."

The old drunkard blinked and said, "What is on your mind?"

Qin Yao: "I want to cultivate immortality."

Old drunkard: "Huh?"

"Is it difficult to understand cultivating immortals?" Qin Yao asked rhetorically.

"It's not difficult to understand." The old drunkard said, "It's just a bit unrealistic. How many people have been seeking immortality throughout the ages, but how many people have actually become immortals?"

Qin Yao nodded silently: "It is true, difficult, difficult, difficult..."

The old drunkard pointed at the lotus leaf chicken on the ground and said, "If you don't want to eat it, it's a waste. How about I eat it for you?"

"Please." Qin Yao said.

The old drunkard picked up the second chicken, and this time he ate it more elegantly. While eating, he said, "Why do you want to become an immortal?"

Qin Yao looked solemn: "My wife was captured by the immortal, and I want to rescue her."

The old drunkard's face was full of astonishment: "Are you serious?"

"Why should I tell lies?"

The old drunkard looked at him deeply and said, "You are really... beyond evaluation."

Qin Yao hesitated for a moment and whispered: "I heard that the Taoists, monks, old people, children, chivalrous women, and drunkards who walk in the rivers and lakes all have extraordinary qualities. Because if they are ordinary, these people will definitely not be able to walk in the rivers and lakes.

Your Excellency smells of alcohol and has an unusual manner. Is there anything you can teach me?"

The old drunkard rolled his eyes and waved his hands: "Yes, I am extraordinary. Let's do this, you provide me with food and drink for three years, and after three years, I will show you a way out."

Qin Yao was overjoyed and said decisively: "Okay!"

Three days later.

Yunlai Inn.

Seeing that the old drunkard hadn't come over yet, Ah Qing couldn't help knocking on the door of Qin Yao's room and said seriously: "Master, I have something to say to you."

"Come in and talk." Qin Yao waved.

Ah Qing walked in through the door and closed the wooden door smoothly: "Sir, don't you think that old drunkard looks like a liar? He lied to you for three years to eat and drink. After three years, he just turned around and left. We can't find him even if we try to find him."

Qin Yao smiled and said: "Don't worry, I believe he is an expert."

Ah Qing persuaded him earnestly: "Even if he is an expert, he only promised to point out a way for you. He didn't tell you the good or bad way. So you agreed to raise him like this?"

Qin Yao gradually suppressed his smile and said: "There is no way, he may be my only hope. It is difficult to seek the Tao, and many people who long for the immortal Tao have not been able to do so throughout their lives."

Ah Qing: "Then you have to let him prove it, right? Without proof, who knows if he has real abilities?"

"Okay, don't think too much about it, go to the shopkeeper and pay for the meals you've spent these days." Qin Yao took out two ingots of silver from his arms and handed them to the other party.

Ah Qing was very helpless.

She has spoken and advised, but the young master who is obsessed with immortality doesn't listen, what else can she do?

"Bring me three meats, two vegetables and a jar of wine." In the afternoon, the old drunkard wandered into the inn and said to the shopkeeper behind the counter.

The shopkeeper asked the waiter to prepare the dishes and said, "Should I charge it to Mr. Liu's account?"

"That's what I'm asking... I said you would charge it to my account, would you be happy?" the old drunkard asked.

Shopkeeper: "..."

This old liar is so hateful.

Mr. Liu is also lost, and he actually believes that the other party is an expert.

After the food was served, the old drunkard immediately ate it up, just like a starving ghost reincarnated.

After finally licking the plate clean, he patted his butt and left, very free and easy.

On the attic, Ah Qing punched twice in the air at his back with a fierce look on his face.

The old drunkard seemed to sense her resentment, and turned his head to look over, with a smile on his face.

Ah Qing glared at him and closed the door and window with a bang.

This kind of life is simple and ordinary, and it is constantly refreshed day by day.

Three years later.

It's noon.

The old drunkard was full of wine and food, and just about to pat his butt and leave, Qin Yao suddenly appeared in front of him with Ah Qing.

"Is something wrong?"

"The three-year period has expired, where is the road?" Ah Qing said quickly, with a hint of questioning in his sweet voice.

"So fast?"

The old drunkard raised his eyebrows and muttered, then took out a crumpled yellow envelope from his arms and handed it to Qin Yao: "Take this letter and go to Tianlang Mountain and Wudu Village. The leader of the village saw it.

This letter will help you build a foundation."

"Tianlang Mountain, Wudu Village, this place doesn't sound like a good place." Ah Qing said to Qin Yao.

The old drunkard grinned: "It is indeed not a good place. It is a branch of the Demon Sect, and the village is full of vicious evil spirits. Mr. Liu, I have given you the road, do you dare to leave?"

"Haha." Qin Yao laughed and asked, "Do you have a map?"

The old drunkard touched his arms again and took out a piece of parchment: "One hundred taels of silver, and I'll give you the map."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Don't go too far." Ah Qing said angrily, pointing at his red nose.

The old drunkard spread his hands and said: "I won't be able to keep accounts in the future. I can only use this thing to exchange for some food money. Mr. Liu, isn't that excessive?"

Qin Yao was very indifferent, took out a banknote and handed it over: "It's not excessive, please keep the money."

Half a month later.

It's approaching dusk.

Qin Yao took two maids and a child to Tianlang Mountain Village, and was instantly surrounded by a group of vicious-looking gangsters with malicious intentions.

"Why are you here?"

A burly man holding a ring-headed sword and wearing long-sleeved clothing stared at Qin Yao and asked.

Qin Yao took out the envelope given by the old drunkard and said calmly: "Can someone please forward this letter to your village leader?"

"What kind of letter is this?" the burly man asked coldly.

"An old drunkard gave it to me. I didn't open it and read it." Qin Yao said, "How about you help me deliver the letter?"

The burly man thought for a moment and took the envelope from his hand: "You'd better pray that this letter can protect you, otherwise..."

He didn't say anything about the consequences of doing otherwise, but the meaning was already expressed.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "I think so. I have supported that drunkard for three years, so he can't trick me into killing him, right?"

The burly man sneered, turned around and left.

The other gangsters looked at Abi and Aqing intently, with a lustful look in their eyes.

Shortly after.

A strong man with a bald head and a fierce face rushed back with the burly man. He stared at Qin Yao and said: "I am Shang Jinyang, the sub-ruler of the Holy Sect stationed in Wudu Village. The alcoholic Dharma King said in the letter

Is that you?"

Qin Yao said: "I don't know what he wrote in the letter, but the person who asked for immortality is indeed me."

Shang Jinyang chuckled: "Immortal way? I don't have any immortal way here, only the devil way."
To be continued...