Start crossing from the love apartment

Chapter 337
In the Yuelai Inn in a small town at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

Yang San ordered a table of signature delicacies, and sipped love wine while eating, so happy.

This love wine was the secret recipe that he and Huang Yi wanted to come, and he brewed it himself, otherwise Yang San would have finished drinking no matter how much wine there was.

Over the years, he traveled all over the mountains and rivers alone, revisiting the places he and Xiaolongnv had been to.

Just came down from Zhongnan Mountain, and saw the new descendant of the ancient tomb.

But Yang San didn't stay in the ancient tomb for long, but left the ancient tomb after lying on the cold jade bed for a while.

"Do you know that Wudang Master Zhang's [-]th birthday is about to begin!"

"Who doesn't know, this is a major event in our world, and it must be an unprecedented grand ceremony."

"Then do you know that Zhang Cuishan, Wudang Five Heroes, reappeared in the Jianghu a few days ago, and married Yin Susu, the daughter of the leader of Tianying Sect."

"What? Are you serious?"

The conversation at the next table made Yang San stop the hand that was handing the wine, but soon he smiled lightly and drank again.

In a blink of an eye, it has been ten years, anyway, since I just know that the plot is about to start, let's go and participate.

"Little Er, check out."

Yang San casually threw a few pieces of silver on the table, and walked out with his wine jug.

"That's right, sir, go slowly, come here often when you are free."

With a glance of Xiaoer's eyes, he knew that there must be more money for the meal, and immediately sent Yang San out of the restaurant cheerfully.

Yang San was lying on his little donkey, gulping down the love wine in the flagon. With Xiao Ke around, he was not afraid that the little donkey would go astray.

Before he knew it, Yang San had arrived at the small town at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Yang San calculated the time and found that it was only the sixth day of April, two days away from Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday, and Yang San, who didn't want to go to Wudang Mountain now, simply wandered around.

Until a secluded forest outside the town.

"Kill me, I will not betray my adoptive father."

An immature child's voice suddenly caught Yang San's attention. Yang San kicked the donkey under him, and the little donkey walked towards the source of the sound very conspicuously.

After a while, I suddenly saw two weird old men questioning a child.

These two old men not only look strange, but also use strange weapons, one looks like a pen, and the other is a strange crutch.

Seeing these two people, Yang San immediately understood that there is only one pair of old men in Yitian who are still inseparable.

At this point in time, this half-grown child is probably Yitian's true protagonist, Zhang Wuji?

The sound of the little donkey's footsteps obviously caught the attention of the other party. He Biweng quickly blocked the child behind him, and the other deer stickman looked at Yang San warily with a strange-shaped crutch.

"who?"

"Donkey friend."

Yang San lay on the donkey, talking lazily, while drinking wine from time to time.

This advanced vocabulary made the two elders Xuanming very confused, and they had never heard of this name in the Jianghu.

"Donkey friend, run, they are bad people."

Suddenly, taking advantage of the old man's unpreparedness, the boy yelled at Yang San, but he was soon caught by He Biweng again.

"Hmph, whether you are a donkey friend or a horse friend, get out of here quickly, or don't blame the old man for not keeping anyone under his cane."

Although Lu Zhangke didn't know Yang San's identity, but seeing Yang San's confident appearance, and it was the princess' plan at the moment, one more thing is worse than one less thing. In the past, he would have smashed past him with a cane.

Yang San stretched himself, sat up on the donkey, and squinted drunkenly at the child in He Biweng's hands.

Well, it shouldn't be wrong, I have cold internal energy in my body, but I have a tough look, I have been clenching my teeth and never crying, even if it wasn't, based on what you said just now, I will be saved.

"Put that kid down and go."

Yang San casually slapped Xuan Ming and his elders, and looked at them with extreme annoyance.

"court death."

The deer stick guest saw that he was waving a strange-shaped crutch, and rushed towards Yang San's head. This move meant Yang San's life.

"Really, another drop of my good wine will be wasted."

Yang San didn't even look at the oncoming crutch, slowly untied the flagon from his waist, and casually poured a large gulp into his mouth.

"Big brother, be careful."

The child in He Biweng's hand looked at Yang San in horror. Although he didn't know martial arts, he saw his father and mother practicing martial arts with his adoptive father all the year round, and felt that this ruthless old man was not inferior to his parents at all.

However, Yang San seemed to be pouring the wine too quickly, and a trace of the wine that he hadn't swallowed slipped from the corner of his mouth.

Just at this time, the setting sun shone through the leaves, and a drop of wine dripped quickly with colorful lights.

Yang San flicked his empty hand forward casually, as if sweeping dust, just hitting the drop of wine.

"Puff...poof."

The deer stick guest turned somersault in pain, the crutch in his hand had already fallen off.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Although he didn't know what happened to Lu Zhangke, but it was obvious that he had suffered a secret loss at the hands of Yang San, He Biweng didn't care about the children, and ran forward anxiously to help Lu Zhangke up.

The child also cleverly ran behind Yang San, poking out half of his head curiously.

Luzhangke held his right shoulder and looked back at a big tree not far away. There was a newly revealed small hole there, and the sunlight happened to shine through it.

"I am fine."

Lu Zhangke said softly to He Biweng, and then saluted Yang San respectfully.

"I don't know how offensive the God of Dionysus is, and please be angry."

He Biweng, who was supporting the deer stick guest, looked at Yang San in horror.

In the past ten years, a legendary figure has appeared in the rivers and lakes. No one knows his name. They only know that he rides a little donkey for many years and drinks all day long.

If it wasn't for someone who didn't open his eyes to provoke him, even if you are famous, it's just a drop of wine.

But in the eyes of the common people, he is a great hero, and they respectfully call him Dionysus.

"Let's go, don't appear in front of me in the future."

Yang San wiped his mouth casually, without even looking at them.

Lu Zhangke thanked him again and again before leaving in a hurry with He Biweng. As for the children behind Yang San, they didn't dare to mention a word at all.

It wasn't until Lu Zhangke and He Biweng walked away that the boy came out from behind Yang San and bowed to Yang San in a dignified manner.

"Thank you, big brother, for saving your life. There is nothing to repay for your kindness and virtue."

Yang San squinted his eyes drunkenly, it really was Zhang Wuji, it was rare to meet the protagonist, Yang San couldn't help teasing and said.

"No way to report? Does that mean you don't intend to report?"

"Ah? No, no, Wuji doesn't mean that, it's just..."

Zhang Wuji didn't expect Yang San to ask such a question, and immediately scratched his head and ears, not knowing what to do.

"Hahaha, then tell me after you think it over, think slowly, I have plenty of time to wait for your reward."

Seeing Zhang Wuji flustered, Yang San was inexplicably happy. Sure enough, people's happiness is based on other people's pain.

(End of this chapter)