Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

The next day, a new friend... Oh no, Sikong Du brought people to the inn and knocked on Han Yu's door.

After opening the door, Han Yu first looked at Sikong Du, and then glanced at the elegantly dressed young man behind him. This didn't look like a palace guard.

After turning sideways, he led the person in, and Sikong Du introduced them to the two.

"Daoyou, this is Daoyou Bai Bufen, a senior disciple of Ziyang Sect."

After finding the cave in the middle of the night and knowing that Hei Pao had escaped, the group had already dispersed. Today, Sikong Du wanted to find Han Yu, but coincidentally met Bai Bufen.

After the two exchanged greetings, Sikong Du had a good impression of Bai Bufen, so he simply took him along.

When it was Han Yu's turn, Sikong Du was a little confused. First, he hurried back to the city at the beginning, and second, he had been busy with affairs. Until now, he still didn't know Han Yu's name.

This was a bit embarrassing.

"Daoyou, I don't even know your name."

Sikong Du smiled apologetically.

Han Yu waved his hand and chuckled.

"I am Han Yu, a wandering cultivator."

Wandering cultivator? Wandering?

When did these two words become one?

Sikong Du was stunned. He had once thought that this must be a genius cultivator from the Nine Sects of Tianyuan. He had such a strong strength at such a young age, and he had no true essence at all. It was obvious that he was walking a different path from others.

How could such a person be a wandering cultivator?

Not to mention that he didn't believe it, Bai Bufen didn't believe it even more. According to the black robe, he was at most at the See Me Realm in Shuzhou City. In just two months, he could beat a cultivator at the Peeping God Realm to death.

How did he do it without the support of the sect?

Could it be that he picked up his cultivation from the ground? Or did it fall from the sky?

"Brother Han is really humorous. I'm sorry, I've wasted my years with you. Calling you Daoist Fellow is too refined and not suitable for a rough man like me. Is that okay, Brother Bai?"

Sikong Du didn't bother with Han Yu's identity anymore. He laughed loudly, waved his hand, and spoke with pride.

After the three of them sat down, Sikong Du explained his purpose.

First of all, he talked about the matter of the black robe. Han Yu was also one of the participants in this matter. Since the person ran away, he naturally had to inform him. The hatred between the two sides was deep. Han Yu almost beat the person to death. It should be said that the Corpse Refining Sect would definitely target him.

Sikong Du clasped his fists with apology and said angrily.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't expect that he would run away. I'm afraid that it will cause a lot of trouble for Brother Han in the future."

"It doesn't matter! I have been enemies with the Corpse Refining Sect for a long time. At worst, I will fight one by one."

Han Yu wished that someone would come to his door every day to eat pills. It would be best if he didn't have to go anywhere and the Corpse Refining Sect would come to his door.

Bai Bufen, who was listening to this, had a slight twitch in his mouth, thinking to himself.

You are such a toad, you are so arrogant. You just defeated a black robe, but you dare to treat the Corpse Refining Sect as nothing. You will suffer in the future.

The second thing is to come here to express your gratitude.

For a warm-hearted and righteous man like Han Yu in the cultivator world, the court will either take the approach of absorbing him into the fifth floor or give him a reward.

Before, he was busy with the arrest of the black robe, so he didn't have time to do it. Although the black robe ran away now, it is true that Han Yu saved his life.

This can also be regarded as indirectly destroying the Corpse Refining Sect's conspiracy in Huaizhou Prefecture.

He didn't believe that Han Yu was a casual cultivator. It was very likely that he came from one of the nine sects. If he was absorbed, there would be no hope. Then he could only be rewarded through the court.

Now he just had to wait for the response from the Supervisory Department. Maybe there would be rewards from the Guarding Department.

After all, he was under the Supervisory Department, but he was doing the work of the Guarding Department.

"The court rewards?"

Han Yu touched his nose. This was the first time he heard of it. Why didn't Zhao Yulin mention it at that time? At least he helped him catch two evil disciples.

He didn't know that Ling Wuce had secretly given it to Zhao Yulin. As a result, Zhao Yulin couldn't keep the pills after eating them.

"That's right. The court likes righteous cultivators like Brother Han, and has always rewarded them for this."

Sikong Du laughed loudly and explained.

After that, he turned his head and looked at the sky, and said.

"The court is back to the court. Why don't you let me treat you to a meal?"

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The largest restaurant in Huaizhou City, Sikong Du should have been informed in advance. When the three of them came in, there was already a servant to greet them and lead the way.

After going up to the second floor, the noisy sounds became much less, and the three of them went to a wing room at the end.

The environment is quite elegant, and the important thing is that after closing the door, the sound outside can no longer be heard.

After the three of them sat down, all the food and wine were served in a short while. During this time, a short and fat man came to greet Sikong Du, but was quickly driven away by him.

After asking carefully, I found out that he was the owner of the restaurant.

No wonder the food was served so quickly, it turned out to be for the face of the local garrison.

Sikong Du was a generous person. He handed over the wine before Han Yu picked up the food.

I don’t know where the cup was thrown. The whole big bowl of wine was poured into three bowls each.

“For cultivators like us, we don’t need to drink like ordinary people. It’s more straightforward to use a bowl.”

He said so, and he had already finished a bowl. When he spoke again, his mouth was full of alcohol.

Han Yu had a strange look in his eyes. He muttered something and drank a bowl. He didn’t even feel the burning sensation in his stomach.

Bai Bufen hesitated a little. When he looked up, he saw that the other two were looking at him. He could only grit his teeth and drink the bowl.

You bastard, you are already a monk, why should you drink wine? Can't you just eat vegetables?

When no one was paying attention, Bai Bu's face was unnoticeably filled with bright red, and he quickly suppressed it.

Han Yu was holding his chopsticks and was about to eat something when another large bowl came.

"This glass... bowl of wine is a tribute to Brother Han. If you hadn't taken action, I'm afraid I wouldn't be sitting here today?"

Sikong Du raised his bowl and spoke sincerely, speaking sincerely.

Han Yu had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and silently picked up his bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Bai Bufen's expression has changed slightly. It's not that he can't drink it, but he can't touch it.

If he hadn't known that the two of them had never met him, he would have felt that the other party did it on purpose.

This time, the two pairs of eyes looked over again, and Bai Bu could only grit his teeth and lift the bowl again.

This time, the flush on his face could no longer be suppressed, his chest was gradually getting hot, and his whole body was in dense pain like ants biting him.

Fortunately, he was able to hold it back and managed to keep a smile on his face.

However, Sikong Du poured out a third bowl of wine, and this time he had to drink it.

"Brother Bai is upright and hates evil as much as he hates evil. I dedicate this bowl to you!"

After that, another bowl was gone.

Damn it, can you not drink?

Bai Budi's face was twisted into one piece. The ghost method was weird and cold. Not only the skill but also his physique were affected. He would not touch alcohol at all on weekdays.

Once you drink alcohol, the Yang Qi will rise due to the heat in the body, and you will be miserable, as if you are being tortured.

Drink or not?

Will I feel unsociable if I don’t drink?

It would have been better if I had told you not to drink alcohol early in the morning. I have already had two bowls of wine. What I said again was not credible enough!

drink!

Bai Bufen also tried his best to get close to Han Yu. He directly picked up the third bowl of wine and drank it down with grief and anger.

"Then the fourth bowl..."

Sikong Du spoke again, and Bai Bufen's expression finally changed drastically, he covered his mouth and spoke vaguely.

"I'll go out and be right back."

The man ran very fast and was out of the wing in a flash.

"I want to say that I won't drink the fourth bowl and eat the vegetables first."

Sikong Du looked at the open door confused and spoke in a low voice.

Han Yu has never seen such an honest person. If you can't drink it, just use your true energy to force him! Why are you holding on so hard!

Just now when the man opposite him secretly lowered his hand, the smell of alcohol was so bloody that it sprayed all over his trousers.

Sikong Du smiled awkwardly and hurriedly explained, "I have official duties later on, please excuse me."

Bai Budu's whole head was already filled with hot blood, almost hurting wherever it surged. The hot blood had spread all over his body, and it was like being cut by a knife at this moment.

After walking quickly for ten or so steps, I finally couldn't help but push open a side room and rushed in.

There happened to be a group of people inside who were drinking and having fun, and there were even a few prostitutes with heavy makeup interspersed among them.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Bai Bubu coming in without warning.

"Ghosts cover their eyes!"

With Bai Bujue's sweep, the group of people continued to drink as if they couldn't see him.

After doing this, he slowly exhaled the breath of alcohol, and then the extremely cold true energy began to wash away along the meridians, first suppressing the heat all over his body, and then forcing it out of the body.

The smell of alcohol slowly floated out from everywhere on his body. After ten breaths, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When he returned to the wing again, he saw that Han Yu and Sikong Du had begun to eat and drink wildly. Both of them smelled of alcohol and almost had their teeth broken.

Damn it, I'm the only honest person, right...