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Entering the store, Fu Ji and Han Yunjing carried their hands behind their backs, and walked to a gray-haired old man at the same time, this old man was dressed in tatters, just like a beggar on the street, his hair was pale but messy like weeds, his body was a little dirty, and the strange thing was that his body did not smell.

However, Han Yunjing saw that the old man's eyebrows and eyes were bright and extremely lethal, so he felt that he was not a good person to get along with.

Han Yunjing was a little nervous, and his eyes followed the old man in front of him closely.

No one knows the real name of Fu Ji's master, but the rivers and lakes call him the old demon slayer, even Fu Ji doesn't know his master's name.

Fu Ji sat opposite the master, watching the master gulp down the strings of incense, as if he hadn't eaten for eight hundred years, and it was completely different from the strange old demon slayer immortal in the martial arts.

Only Fu Ji, who is familiar with the old demon slayer, knows that the master at this time is in a state of madness, and if he is irritable, he is afraid that this shop has been demolished.

Fu Ji didn't disturb the old demon slayer to eat skewers, but sat on the bench silently, watching the master eat with his mouth full of oil, smiling happily, Shen Qing took a jar of sorghum wine from the cellar, and his daughter red had already been drunk by the ancestor, "Master, we don't have a daughter in the store who is red, so you drink the sorghum bar?" If sorghum wine is not to your liking, I still have some burnt knives at home, and burnt knives are also delicious. ”

The old demon slayer smiled, Lu's dark yellow teeth, and a bunch of meat and vegetables in his mouth, "Sorghum wine is delicious, you girl really doesn't know how to drink, burning knives is also delicious, these two kinds of wine may be even better together!" ”

"Understood, Master, wait a while, I'll bring you a burning knife and let you have a good drink!" Shen Qing immediately went to the cellar in the back kitchen to move the wine.

Han Yunjing hesitated for a moment, and followed Shen Qing in to move the wine, "Sister Qing'er, are you sure that this raunchy and sloppy old man is our ancestor?" ”

Han Yunjing was embarrassed to ask in front of the old demon slaying immortal, for fear that the master and the ancestor would be unhappy, so he asked Shen Qing secretly.

Shen Qing nodded helplessly: "He is indeed our master, but I think that the ancestor looks sloppy and unkempt, but his body is very powerful, and his eyes are full of fierceness and murderous aura, which instantly compares our master." I believe that the third brother, you will definitely be better than this master if you follow the master! When the time comes, we won't have too much trouble dealing with the Helian family! ”

Shen Qing has learned martial arts since they followed Fu Ji, although she is not a martial arts master, but she knows that people who know martial arts have very good eyesight and ear power, like the old demon slayer who often mixes in the rivers and lakes, and their martial arts are even higher than ordinary people.

Han Yunjing snorted: "The ancestor is indeed different, if I can really get the guidance of the ancestor, then I will be able to practice the dragon magic skill that restrains the Helian family's ability!" ”

The eyes of the old demon slayer who was eating skewers suddenly darkened, and there was a faint trace of excitement, which only he understood.

When Fu Ji saw this, he thought that the old demon slayer liked to eat skewers very much, just like his baby son Fu Tianyi.

Shen Qing and Han Yunjing came out of the back kitchen, living the burning knife and sorghum wine together, and the old demon slayer smiled and sniffed the wine, and couldn't wait to drink it. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Cultivators: Unlucky, I'm covered!" ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~