"Guest officer, did you hear me right? You want ten jars of guillotine wine?" Xiao Er was startled.

Ding Yi said: "What, there are restrictions on selling alcohol here?"

"Guest officer, you are laughing, but there is not so much wine on the counter for the time being, this wine is brewed by Mr. Tu in the city, the small shop only has a quota of ten jars a day, four jars are sold at noon, two open another jar, and the rest of the wine, to be honest, was originally reserved for sale at night. Xiao Er hurriedly explained.

Ding Yi's finger flicked lightly on the table twice, and said, "No matter how much, you go and ask the shopkeeper, you must even my altar." ”

Xiao Er hurriedly turned around and went to ask the shopkeeper.

The old Zen master said: "Lao Qu doesn't know yet, it turns out that Xiao Yi is hello to the things in this cup, but although this guillotine tastes okay, it is not a good wine." ”

Ding Yi glanced at the old Zen master, and said: "I have an enlightenment teacher, who is good at brewing, I know a little about this wine, and I know the quality of this wine." Asking for guillotine is just a pretense to ask the person behind the wine. ”

The old Zen master couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is there a problem with this wine?"

Ding Yi nodded.

"It's blood wine!"

The old Zen master had a shocked look on his face.

The effort was not great, and Xiao Er led the shopkeeper to their dinner table.

"Guest, I'm really sorry, most of the hotel business relies on this 'guillotine wine'......"

Ding Yi waved his hand and said: "The world is difficult, I can understand this, the second brother said before, this wine is brewed by Mr. Tu in the city, and both of us are good wine people, so I have to visit this Mr. Tu, and ask the shopkeeper to point out Mr. Tu's residence." ”

The shopkeeper was very happy to see that Ding Yi was so reasonable, and hurriedly told Ding Yi the location of Mr. Tu's residence.

After eating, the two walked out of the restaurant and walked straight to the south of the city according to the instructions of the shopkeeper.

After passing through a photo studio called Dongjia archway, a strong aroma of wine came to my nose. After walking about three or four hundred meters, you will arrive at Mr. Tu's winery.

The winery covers an area of not small, with seventy or eighty acres of land. The south of the city is regarded as the industrial park of Lechuan City, and Ding Yi and the old Zen master traveled all the way and saw a lot of handicraft workshops.

Mr. Tu's winery, in this area, is relatively large-scale.

There was a job posting on the wall of the winery, and Ding Yi and the old Zen master looked at each other and had a fixed opinion in their hearts.

The door of the winery opened, and the two walked straight in, and as soon as they entered the winery, they were greeted by hundreds of upside-down vats, as well as mountains of firewood, distiller's lees, and grain stacks in the winery. There were a hundred and ten sturdy men in the winery, shirtless, selling coolies.

A man who looked like a steward walked over, and he was followed by several powerful men. He saw that the old Zen master and Ding Yi were extraordinary. I thought they were guests who came to the winery to buy wine.

The steward said with a smile on his face: "The two of you came to our drunken liquor shop, but you want to buy wine?"

Ding Yi said: "I saw that there was a recruitment notice posted on your wall, and I came to apply for the job. ”

The smile on the steward's face was immediately put away.

It turned out that I came to apply, and seeing that these two people were dressed extraordinarily, it turned out to be just a façade. The steward's face stiffened.

"So I'm looking for a job...... "The steward's voice dragged on.

"Ten shellfish a day, settle once a month, go to work at six o'clock in the morning and finish work at eight o'clock in the evening, the winery also takes care of two meals a day, if you are interested, you can go to work now......" The steward looked at Ding Yidao disdainfully.

Ding Yi smiled: "Ten flower shells, is it too little?"

The steward looked at Ding Yi with a smile on his face, and his heart suddenly became angry.

"What's the matter? You're still too little? This is the salary in the south of the city. ”

Ding Yi laughed and said, "Ten gold yuan a day, it's about the same." ”

The steward was amused by Ding Yi's words. The men behind him also burst out laughing.

"Boy, do you think this is a family wine? This is a workshop, a place to sell coolies! Don't be bored, where did you come from, where do you go back, or be careful of beating you. ”

Ding Yi turned back to the old Zen master and said, "Am I driving too low?"

The old Zen master said: "I look at ten jade shells a day, which is about the same." ”

The steward's nose was almost crooked, he looked at the old Zen master's old face, he thought he was a person who knew how to advance and retreat, but he didn't expect this old guy to be a person who didn't know the world.

"You're here for fun, aren't you? You must know that our drunken proprietor is a famous immortal master in Lechuan City. Find faults, but also look at the right place, come here, tie up these two guys for me. ”

Seven or eight strong men rushed over.

Ding Yi hadn't started a fight for a long time, and when he saw these people rushing to him, he didn't even bother to use his spiritual power, so he didn't retreat but advanced, facing these big men. He has practiced physical arts, and his physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people, and he suddenly punches and kicks.

Only in one or two breaths, and these seven or eight big men, each of them passed a move.

Ding Yi's fists and feet were fine, and the big men who fought against him bared their teeth one by one, and their painful faces were deformed.

The person in charge is just a mortal, a mortal with the naked eye, how can he know that they are cultivators. It's just that Ding Yi's fists and feet are very powerful, and he doesn't care. Hurriedly beckoned his workers to come forward to help.

A hundred and ten people rushed over, some with sticks in their hands.

Ding Yi was so tidy, not in a hurry, like a ghost, the guide hit the north, pointed to the east and the west, and hit everyone one by one, staggering and crooked. A moment of effort, original

Of those who were still standing on the ground, only Ding Yi was left.

This is a family member, and the steward has a plan in his heart. He saw that Ding Yi's face was not red, he was not panting, he was calm, and there was no wrinkle in his clothes on his body. The steward's face was a little difficult to look at. But he wasn't afraid. No matter how high the martial arts are, there is a fart, and when you meet a cultivator, you are just looking for abuse.

"Boy, don't run if you have a kind, naturally someone will clean you up. The steward's face was fierce, he pointed at Ding Yi, turned around and hurriedly ran inside.

He didn't notice that during their hands-on efforts, the old Zen master had disappeared.

The people who collapsed in this place were all mortal workers, and Ding Yi just clicked on their acupoints. These bitter haha, Ding Yi can't be guilty of bullying them. He walked around the front yard of the winery, and finally moved a bench and sat down.

After a while, the steward of the winery did not wait, but waited for the old Zen master.

The old Zen master's face was a little unpleasant.

Ding Yi hurriedly stepped forward.

"There's a flesh mill down there. This man is so cruel that he must stay here for another three days to spend time for these resentful spirits who have died in vain. The old Zen master said abruptly.

Ding Yi said: "Life and death are fate, if you go all the way down, you don't know how long you will have to stay." You must know that there are still many living people who need to be saved, and perhaps when you are chanting excessively, there are some living beings that should not have died, and they have not been rescued......"

When the old Zen master heard this, he stopped talking, but sighed alone.

While the two were talking, the steward had already led the owner of the winery to the front yard, accompanied by a middle-aged monk with a black mole on his face.

Tu Xiaorong, the owner of the winery, is a spiritual-level monk, in his thirties, he looks like a dog, but he is a little yin, and his friend is a middle-aged monk with a black mole, and he is also a spiritual-level master.

Tu Xiaorong was no better than the housekeeper of the winery, as soon as he came over and saw Ding Yi and Qiu Yihong, he recognized their identities as cultivators.

He ignored his wailing subordinates, and instead saluted Ding Yi and them with a fist.

"It's a great honor for two Taoist friends to come to the small wine shop, I think it's my housekeeper who is mortal with the naked eye, and I don't know the two real people. There were many offenses before, and I asked the two, the adults don't remember the villain, and forgive me. Tu Xiaorong didn't ask about right and wrong, and made a few thoughtful apologies as soon as he came up.

Ding Yi sneered: "The surname is Tu, you can't forgive you for your mistakes, what, do you think we are just passing by to fight the autumn wind? I have to do the right thing for heaven and seek justice for these people who died in vain. ”

The middle-aged man with a black mole on his face frowned and whispered a word in the local dialect of Lethe City. Ding Yi didn't understand, although the old Zen master traveled from south to north, but the dialect of the underground world, he heard it for the first time, and he didn't understand it.

Tu Xiaorong's face turned pale and he knelt down.

"I know that my sins are deep and my sins are unforgivable, but I also ask the two real people to see if everyone is a cultivator, whether they can raise their noble hands and put them on the next road of life. ”

Ding Yi was really moved, and hurriedly asked, "How much are you going to give?"

Tu Xiaorong was also refreshed, and directly took off the ring on the ring finger of his right hand, and said: "Here are all the net worth, all of them will be given to the two of you." With that, he threw the ring over.

Ding Yi was stretching out his hand to pick it up, Tu Xiaorong rabbit fell, the whole person suddenly burst out, pounced on Ding Yi, and immediately shot a puff of bisphosand from his sleeve.

Bisphosand is a very vicious hidden weapon, this thing can be attached to the body and burn, even if the spiritual shield is opened, it will not help.

At the same time, the black mole man also rushed towards the old Zen master. This man was a Golden Spirit Monk, and his hands were transformed into two pairs of iron claws, intersecting left and right, making a sound of metal striking.

The old Zen master didn't move, just looked at the metal claws that were getting closer and closer.

'Bang', the black mole man was kicked sideways, and the whole person was planted forward, obviously the target of his attack was the elder, and Tu Xiaorong's opponent was the young man, how could it be......

The black mole man fell heavily to the ground, and at the moment he fell to the ground, he saw Tu Xiaorong.

The defense of the Golden Spirit Monk was the most powerful, and although he was kicked, he was not injured.

He was very angry, a golden lotus surging from the ground, pressing his hands on the ground, and the whole person stood up.

Tu Xiaorong was a little distracted, just now he sneaked up on Ding Yi, and he used the most vicious bisphospora sand. It is said that even if the bisphosand didn't hit Ding Yi, it wouldn't make him so gaffe, and he was surprised that the biphospar, along with his storage ring, was taken away by Ding Yi at that moment.

What kind of supernatural power is this?

And he was about to cast another hidden weapon, and he found the palm thunder, the funeral door nail, and the poisonous smoke canister on his body...... These treasures are all gone.

The opponent's elusive methods scared him.

"Confused, why are you stunned, shoulder to shoulder!" The black mole man did not learn from the fall just now, he rushed forward again, only this time, his opponent was Ding Yi.

"Are these things yours?" the old Zen master looked at Tu Xiaorong, and a bunch of things appeared on his hands as if they were magical.

"These are all small things, it seems that you are not a good person. The old Zen master sighed.

With a 'bang', the man with the black mole was knocked to the ground by Ding Yi again.

"Is there a physical skill and wind spirit qualification, boy, grandpa is King Kong's incorruptible body, you and me

What. The black mole man got up again and rushed towards Ding Yi.

This time, though, he was out of luck.

"Huo Kejin, go!" Looking at the black mole man rushing over, Ding Yi raised his hand and threw it over.

Although the black mole man has a golden spirit shield on his body, which can protect his body, but this hair and beard still can't help but burn. In an instant, he was hit by Ding Yi's fireball, and his whole body was on fire.

The clothes of the black mole man were made of raccoon cloth, and the spiritual fire could not be burned through, but the hair, eyebrows, and beard were ignited at this moment, and they burned all the light in an instant.

Huo Kejin, this black mole man suffered a big loss, and he realized that something was wrong in his heart.

He endured the pain, and when he saw that Tu Xiaorong still looked frightened, his heart was a little weak. I turned around and wanted to run away.

"Entangled!" Ding Yi snorted softly, and under the feet of the black mole man, a few vines suddenly sprang out, and wrapped him around at once, and with a 'bang', he fell to the ground again.

"The ground is cracked!" Ding Yi shouted, and a big hole suddenly cracked on the ground, and the black mole man, who was still struggling to break free from the vines, fell in.

"Hey!" As Ding Yi spoke again, the crack squeezed towards the middle.

The man with the black mole is still struggling, but he is already a little overwhelmed.

"Grandpa is King Kong's incorruptible body, you can't kill your grandfather. The black mole man's mouth was full of blood, and the opponent's series of attacks were overwhelming, so he had to be beaten passively.

Ding Yi walked over slowly, looking at the black mole man condescendingly, with a look of disdain. He took out a porcelain bottle from the storage bracelet, tilted it slightly, poured out a drop of liquid, and dripped it on the top of the black mole man's head.

"Isn't King Kong bad? I don't believe it. I see you, you can't bear even a drop of water. Ding Yi sneered.

"What is this, what have you done to me?" the black mole man screamed when he felt that something was wrong.

"Ah......h

A burst of white mist rose on the head of the black mole man, and he saw his head melt all the way from the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, and saw that the white and red pieces in the skull finally turned red.

The black mole man was like a candle man, slowly dissolving, and Tu Xiaorong was stunned. The crotch of the pants is wet with a large ......

"You don't think I'm cruel, do you?" Ding Yi said as he looked at the old Zen master.

"If you don't have a thunderbolt, how can you have a bodhisattva's heart!" the old Zen master saw it very openly this time.

Tu Xiaorong's feces and urine were already frightened.

"Don't kill me, whatever you want, I'll give it to you, I beg you......" Tu Xiaorong was so frightened that he cried.

Ding Yi laughed.

"You beg us to give you a way to live, have you thought about it, to those who have been harmed by you, is there a way to live?"

"We are cultivators, those are just mortals, I am different from them, everyone is a cultivator, please, let me go......" Tu Xiaorong cried bitterly.

Ding Yi was like a flower butterfly, swimming among those workers and solving everyone's acupoints.

When everyone heard the dialogue of a few people, they were all a little uneasy, Ding Yi killed the black mole monk in an instant, and what kind of terrifying means were used, everyone was too frightened to speak.

Ding Yi said to Tu Xiaorong: "This kind of evil deed, it is said that you alone cannot be completed, you should still have a helper, tell me honestly, I am an impatient, and I can't ...... impatient."

Tu Xiaorong said: "As long as you promise not to kill me, I will tell you." ”

Ding Yi shook his head.

"The answer is incorrect. ”

Vines sprang out of the ground again, and they were wrapped around Xiao Rong's calves at once.

"I said, I said, Steward Liu, as well as long-haired, dysentery, Jiuxiang and a few of them. Tu Xiaorong immediately sold several of his subordinates.

Several people in the crowd were slumped with dead faces. Ding Yi looked at it fixedly, and all of them were the first wave of people to attack them.

"Okay, everyone don't pretend to be dead dogs, you guys lead the way, and you must let everyone see what kind of wine this drunk and confused person is selling. ”

A guy jumped up from the ground suddenly, and several people around him got up from the ground at the same time and ran outside.

Ding Yi didn't chase after them, but saw those guys, when they ran to the door, they seemed to be confused, and ran back again.

This is the phantom array that Ding Yi arranged when he was waiting for Steward Liu to come back. How would these mortals know? After they turned back, they realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

Ding Yi stepped forward and beat these people with three punches and two kicks.

These guys walked behind the winery with Tu Xiaorong.

Ding Yi turned back to those workers and said: "You are so dangerous, you are going to become the raw materials for the next batch of severed head wine, today everyone will be a witness, come over to see, your boss Tu, what kind of wine-making method is it." ”

Only then did the workers believe that Ding Yi had really come to rescue them. Originally, they thought that Ding Yi was seeking revenge from the rivers and lakes, and they were even worried that they would be wiped out.

There are vats in the backyard of the winery, and the cellar ....... Ding Yi is a mechanic, the layout here, he only glanced at it, and found the location of the mechanism, he saw that those people were still passing the buck to each other, and walked over directly, moving a large vat, 'click', the wine trough automatically moved away, revealing a tunnel.