"Come here, come here! The shopkeeper is going to kill people! God is pitiful. I am a man of my old man, but my whole body is only a few dozen kilograms together. He actually asked me to make human buns, black shops, black shops!" A shout from a man came from the crowd, like a pig killing.

The people around pointed and pointed. Some scolded the shopkeeper for doing business in black shops in broad daylight, while others scolded the old Taoist priests for being nothing, which was as lively as a mule and horse market.

"You old guy! You came to me to cheat and drink every day at sunset. After eating, you flew away. Today, you actually touched my wife. You really don't know how to do it today! You'll insult me! You tied me up!" At the order of the shopkeeper, a group of children rushed into the crowd, tied their shoulders and held an old Taoist.

Huang Shiren looked at the scene with a smile. He saw the old Taoist, with a big white head, but his body was thin, and his black Taoist robe was dirty and greasy. He was so furious that he was furious. He was tied up with a goat bell, twisted and curled, his face was blue, black and red, and he used all kinds of colors. He was thick and thick, exuding a rotten and sour atmosphere. He was carrying a big purple-red gourd on his back. He was tied up by a child in the shop and was still reluctant to give in his mouth.

"Shopkeeper, you're inappropriate. There are so many hotels in this inn, why did I come to you?" The old Taoist said happily with his rosacea on his nose.

"Yes, why do so many Taoist priests come here alone in the hotel?" People around them also asked the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was so angry that he smoked and shouted, "Oh! Old man, how did I know you came to me?"

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Isn't it because the wine brewed by Shanguoer in your store is extremely mellow!"

"Hi!" A group of people around were amused by this old man. There were so many people eating the King's meal in the world. It was rare to see such thick-skinned people.

Everyone felt that this old man had gone, so they were determined to watch the fun.

"Boat me!" With the order of the shopkeeper, a waiter beat the stick in his hand horizontally.

The old Taoist was thin and fucked. This stick was so angry that everyone was worried that it must be that his brain was bursting and his red and white were used for everything.

Bang! The stick fell on the old Taoist and broke in response. The old Taoist screamed like a pig: "Come on, I'm killing someone! I'm killing someone!"

"Brother, this old Taoist is extraordinary." Jin Dasheng whispered beside him.

"Dasheng, do you see it too?" Huang Shiren smirked.

Although I don’t know who this old Taoist is, with Huang Shiren’s Taoist practice, he cannot tell the other party’s cultivation level. Obviously, the other party’s ability is far above him.

"What an interesting bull's nose. It's okay if you take good luck today." Huang Shiren cleared his throat, straightened the scarf on his head, held the hexagram flag, walked into the crowd, and grabbed the shopkeeper.

"Oh, this shopkeeper, you have a bloody disaster and your life will be lost within five days! Come on, I have the virtue of being a virtuous person, and I will give you free advice..." Huang Shiren's hands were so snatched by him. The collar of the shopkeeper's clothes was almost lifted up.

"Your mother, Blood Light!" The shopkeeper was angry when he suddenly saw a Taoist rushing out so that he almost couldn't breathe. He also said that he had a blood light disaster and slapped Huang Shiren.

"You are the ancestors of Banban." Huang Shiren cursed in his heart, lowered his head and avoided him.

"Shopkeeper, I am a Kunlun person. Judging from your appearance, you are a rich and powerful person. Why is Yin Tang black? It's not good, it's not good!" Huang Shiren shouted loudly.

His appearance was originally a bit fairy-like, and he also reported the name of Kunlun, which made the shopkeeper stunned.

Among the mortals, the Kunlun Taoist priest is famous. Huang Shiren insists that the shopkeeper will suffer a bloody disaster, and the shopkeeper feels cold.

"You stinky Taoist priest must be a cheater who cheats and drinks. What kind of disaster do I have? My store is open well, and I can make money every day, and I can do whatever I want to eat and wear. I will cause trouble for your mother! If you curse me, I will use you as filling!" Although the shopkeeper's heart was thrilling, he was not forgiven.

Huang Shiren was a master of observing words and expressions in his previous life. He glanced at the shopkeeper and saw only a pretty woman standing behind him. He then said, "I'll ask you, shopkeeper, are you childless?"

"Ah?!" The shopkeeper was stunned by his words, and soon put down his fist with his raised up.

Grandma, I don’t believe that Meng is wrong. Huang Shiren knew that he was betting right, so he smiled, looked up at the restaurant behind the shopkeeper, pretended to pinch his fingers, muttered in his mouth, and looked up the shopkeeper’s whole body up and down, shook his head repeatedly: “Oh! You are really a person who doesn’t know the truth! This place is so evil that it’s so powerful that you don’t even realize it. I’m determined to save you, but you treat your kindness as a donkey’s liver and lungs. It’s sad, alasing!”

After saying that, he pretended to be extremely disappointed and turned around and wanted to leave.

"This immortal! Don't leave!" The shopkeeper grabbed Huang Shiren.

Grandma's, it's taken the bait!

"Shopkeeper, are you going to hit me?"

"Xiansheng, this, haha, the little one deserves to die, the little one deserves to die, please come in and talk!" The shopkeeper's attitude made a 180-degree turn, supporting Huang Shiren, with great respect.

"Shopkeeper, you must accumulate virtue and do good deeds in life. Let me let go of this old Taoist." Huang Shiren pointed to the old Taoist.

"Well! Let this old guy go!" The shopkeeper nodded, and the waiters acted according to their orders.

The old Taoist always saw Huang Shiren's actions intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing that he was letting go, he did not leave. Instead, he sat at the door of the store. The rogue said, "You said you wanted to kill me, you would die if you die. If you don't kill me, you are not a hero!"

"Hi! This bull's nose is not a thing!"

"that is!"

The people around him were so angry.

The old Taoist looked at Huang Shiren again and said with a smile: "Boy, I'm having fun, who asked you to save me?"

"Grandma, this old Taoist has lived to a dog at such an age! The immortal is kind enough to save him, but he bites him!"

"That's right, it's not a thing!"

Everyone around them said something ugly, but the old Taoist looked at Huang Shiren and smiled.

Huang Shiren's heart trembled when he saw this smile.

This old man is extraordinary.

"Senior, how do you have fun?" Old Huang is not an ordinary person, so he simply accompanied the old man to embarrass him.

"I didn't drink enough wine just now!" The old man said, as if he was still savoring it.

"Shopkeeper, Taoist priests in the world are all family. I will lend you a treasure land and I will treat him to drink?" Huang Shiren took out a piece of gold and threw it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper first came to see Huang Shiren's methods, and the other party was generous. Although he felt very dissatisfied, he forced a smile, which made people put wine and food on the old Taoist and brought out a jar of good wine.

The old Taoist was not polite. He sat at the table, his chopsticks were like flying knives, the wind was blowing away the clouds, and he ate a bite of wine and food. He was very happy, and he was hungry, which made the people around him frown.

"Xiassian, you just said that my demonic energy is soaring to the sky, not just what is the intention?" said the shopkeeper.

"There are two little demons here, of course the demonic energy is soaring." The old Taoist grabbed a lamb leg, chewed it, and smiled.

Huang Shiren's hair exploded when he heard this: Oh, this guy can see our true identities?

"Old man, if you make noise, I'll chop you up!" The shopkeeper was anxious, and he couldn't stand the old Taoist interrupting.

The old Taoist gave the shopkeeper a blank look, muttered, and left to drink.

"Shopkeeper, your store has a good location. You have been rich for two hundred years and are very rich. Unfortunately, there are two monsters here, which has suppressed their children's fortunes, so the shopkeeper has never had a son. This is a trivial matter. These two monsters have been practicing here for many years and have become more experienced in Taoism. Have you ever thought that your body is not as good as before in the past two years and your waist is often sore?"

After saying something, the shopkeeper nodded straight.

"Yes, yes! I'm still wondering, I'm in good health two years ago, why are my waist and knees sore in the past two years? Immortal God!" The shopkeeper sighed with a high-high.

A bad guy! Huang Shiren cursed inwardly. Your mother, the woman behind you is at the age of a wolf or a tiger, riding on you every night. Can you not escape the kidney deficiency of the essence of the body?

The group of people around him saw that Huang Shiren was so accurate that they thought that the gods were even more admired.

"Shopkeeper, your vitality has almost been picked by the two demons. If I hadn't met you, you would have been dead in less than five days!" Huang Shiren said so scared that the shopkeeper knelt in front of him.

"Sir, you want to save me!" The shopkeeper grabbed Huang Shiren's collar tightly, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, for fear that he would fly.

"This is a bit difficult." Huang Shiren shook his head and sighed.

The shopkeeper didn't know what Huang Shiren meant, so he turned to his wife and said, "You won't bring anything yet!"

It wasn't too late, and the woman brought a wooden plate and lifted up red silk, which was a row of snowflakes and silver.

"Shopkeeper, what are you doing? I am a cultivator. What's the use of this thing?" Huang Shiren hurriedly refused.

"Xian Zheng, I know Xian Zheng regards money as dirt, but this is my little intention. I would like to ask Xian Zheng to help me!" The shopkeeper cried.

"Well. The shopkeeper has a fate with me. Even if I fight for my life, I will suppress these two monsters." Huang Shiren nodded. Jin Dasheng over there collected silver, and the two bitches cooperated with him was a tacit understanding.

I saw Lao Huang wholesale swords and led everyone to the yard behind, walked into a barn, searched for two mice, used a little trick to turn them into the size of a domestic pig, dragged them out, and suddenly the people around him fell to their knees.

"It's true that there is a demon! The immortal has a magical power!"

"Immortal powers!"

The shopkeeper was even more grateful and wanted to call him father: "The immortals are so kind and kind, and my family will never forget them. I also ask the immortals to tell you the name of the Tao. I will build a temple for you and burn incense day and night!"

"Some trivial matters, my name is Huang, and my name is San Tai." Huang Shiren said with a smile.

"Greetings to Master Santa!" Everyone knelt in the dust and gave a great gift to the ground.

Hahaha. The old Taoist laughed and laughed so much that he said to Huang Shiren: "It's fun, it's fun, you guy is a slippery guy. I have never seen such a cola thing for so many years. It's not bad, good."

Everyone has long regarded this old Taoist as a madman and is too lazy to take care of it. This person and that person must be affected by Huang Shiren's "immortal spirit".

"Shopkeeper, although you are now a monster, you must remember in the future that you must do more good deeds and accumulate merits, especially those who cultivate immortals, no matter who they are, you must be respectful. In this way, you can influence the way of heaven and give you blood. Do you understand?" Huang Shiren taught me earnestly.

"Captain Immortal, from now on, as long as there is a Taoist, it will be my dear grandpa!" The shopkeeper knocked his head and pecked at the rice.

"That's good, then I will leave." Huang Shiren played tricks when he saw others, saved the old Taoist and took the money. If he stayed there, he might have long dreams and turned around and left.

A group of people were trying hard to stay, but Huang Shiren had a first-rate blue smoke, and had long lost his shadow.

"What a fairy!" The shopkeeper wiped tears in emotion, turned his face away, but saw that the old Taoist drinking by the table was also missing, and he was puzzled.

"I was there just now. I lost my eyelids after blinking." The waiter said stunned.

"Why are you standing there? You haven't bought the materials yet. I'll build a ancestral hall for Master Santa!" The shopkeeper shouted loudly.

The shopkeeper specially built a ancestral hall for Huang Santai. He kowtowed and burned incense every day. He did many good deeds in the future. He treated Taoist priests from all over the world like a grandfather. In the future, the woman gave birth to seven or eight sons in one breath, and was full of descendants. She was grateful to the kindness of Taoist priests from all over the world. Therefore, the ancestral hall also attracted respect from people from all over the world. She regarded the Taoist priests as a god of the land, and the incense was endless for generations. Of course, this is a later story, so I won't mention it.

Let’s talk about Huang Santa, for fear that the shopkeeper would come to cause trouble, he ran for dozens of miles in one breath and took a break. The two bitches, Jin Dasheng, sat down, counted the shopkeeper’s filial silver, smiled, and took out the wine and meat he carried from the fairy bag, ate and drank, and was so happy.

Meat is good meat, and wine is also good wine from Meishan, and the fragrance spreads for miles.

"Two boys, I have such good wine, why don't you respect me first?" The two bitches were in high spirits when they heard a smirk from their heads.
Chapter completed!