Martial Arts of Longevity: Start from Practicing Yi Jin Jing

"May I ask your lord, but is Daoist Ling Xiao?"

A voice sounded from behind Lu Qi, and when he turned his head, he saw a white-haired old man slowly sitting beside him.

"The old man directly calls Ling Xiao."

Lu Qi smiled calmly and said slowly.

"I didn't expect it to be Daoist Ling Xiao. I heard that you helped Qiu Yuanwai solve the female ghost who fell into the water a few days ago. I really didn't expect you to be so capable at such a young age."

"It's really young and promising."

The stooped old man cupped his hands, picked up the wine cup and filled a jug of wine, then drank it all in one gulp.

Lu Qi smiled indifferently when he heard the words, squeezed the wine cup and said slowly: "The old man praised you absurdly. I just know a little bit of Taoism. As for those who are young and have some reasons, I think so highly of me."

The stooped old man smiled slightly, put the wine cup on the table lightly, looked at Lu Qi and said slowly: "The little old man has something to ask Daoist Ling Xiao for help, I wonder if it is possible?"

"What's the matter?"

Lu Qi squinted his eyes and looked at the rickety old man. He could tell from the other's behavior that his status was not low.

The stooped old man stood up slowly, cupped his hands and said, "The little old man is the shopkeeper of the wine shop in the west of the city. In recent days, the wine shop has often been disturbed by little ghosts. I heard that Taoist Ling Xiao is here, so I came to visit."

Hearing this, Lu Qi frowned, looked at the rickety old man and said slowly: "Ningtian City has always been safe and sound, except for the drowning female ghost brought back from the wilderness by Qiu Yuan a few days ago. Other evil spirits are."

The latter sighed after hearing the words: "I don't know what's going on. These days, there are little ghosts haunting my wine shop every night. The wine in the wine shop is like the white water salvaged from the well, tasteless and tasteless."

Lu Qi frowned, looked at the rickety old man, and said in a deep voice: "Your matter is interesting, anyway, I have nothing to do, so it doesn't matter if I go to your wine shop for a while."

"This will trouble Daoist Ling Xiao."

The stooped old man took out a money bag from his bosom, it was bulging, and at a glance, it contained a lot of money.

Lu Qi calmly took the money bag and put it in his arms, then got up and followed the stooped old man out of the wine shop.

The two walked through an alley, and finally came to a closed door. The stooped old man slowly opened the door, and there were wine vats in sight.

The stooped old man invited Lu Qi into the wine shop, when a thin man came out of the house.

Seeing the rickety old man, he hurried over to greet him.

"Shopkeeper, the wine just brewed today is still tasteless, it's really crazy."

The thin man opened his mouth with a flustered expression. This is already the fifth batch of wine that has no smell of alcohol in these days.

Hearing the words, the stooped old man let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand and patted the thin man's shoulder, and sighed, "A'nan, you go back first."

The latter was slightly taken aback, with a frightened expression on his face: "Shopkeeper, you are not going to fire me, are you?"

"Don't, I, Anan, have followed you all over the world, and I have worked hard without credit. You definitely can't let me go."

The stooped old man looked at the thin man, and smiled calmly: "Stinky boy, what are you thinking, it's been hard for you to make wine every day these days, so you should go back and spend time with your wife."

"What's more, I have invited Daoist Ling Xiao this time, so I want to see what this evil thing is behind the scenes."

"Then I would like to thank the shopkeeper."

Anan nodded when he heard the words, bowed to Lu Qi, then bid farewell to the shopkeeper and walked out of the wine shop, turning around every three steps, obviously reluctant to part.

Lu Qi sat on the chair and said slowly, "Old shopkeeper, you're a bit interesting."

The stooped old man said with a smile: "This kid, Anan, has been learning wine making from me since he was a child, and he has his own unique insights into wine making."

"When the little old man can no longer work in the future, this wine shop will be transferred to this young man."

Lu Qi nodded, stretched his waist and said in a deep voice: "Now that the sun is shining brightly, the ghost who caused trouble should not dare to show himself. He should be able to see his true face in Lushan Mountain at midnight."

……

It's three o'clock at night.

The wine shop was surprisingly quiet, the stooped old man was sitting on a wicker chair, and Lu Qi was standing beside him with his eyes closed.

"Wang Wang Wang."

Suddenly there was a dog barking outside the house.

"Squeak."

The door of the originally closed wine shop was gently pushed open, and a strong smell of alcohol emanated from the door.

"coming."

Lu Qi opened his eyes and looked towards the door that smelled of alcohol. Under Yin Yang's eyes, all the ghosts had nowhere to hide.

I saw a disheveled and sloppy man staggering into the door with a jar of wine in his hand.

Without touching the ground, he was obviously a lonely ghost.

The stooped old man also woke up from his sleep, looked at the opened door of the wine shop, and frowned involuntarily when he smelled the strong smell of alcohol.

"Daoist Ling Xiao, what's going on?"

The crooked old man has never opened his yin and yang eyes, so he can't see the sloppy man in ghost form at the moment.

With a wave of Lu Qi's hand, the eyes of the stooped old man flashed a light, and then returned to normal.

"Ah! Ghost!"

At this moment, the eyes of the crooked old man have been opened by Lu Qi, and he can see the evil around him in a short time.

The drunkard slowly floated in front of the two of them, and then plunged headlong into a wine jar, which was the jar of newly brewed wine during the day.

"Daoist Ling Xiao, what kind of evil is this?"

The stooped old man saw the unkempt alcoholic plunge into the wine jar, so he plucked up the courage to ask Lu Qi a question.

The latter looked at the alcoholic, and said slowly: "It's just a drunken ghost. He should have been a drunkard in his lifetime, but after his death, he escaped the arrest of the evil for some reason and became a lonely ghost."

"However, even after he died, his obsession with wine remained undiminished. He must have been attracted by the smell of wine from your wine shop, so he visited every night."

Hearing this, the stooped old man frowned and said, "The co-author is a drunkard who goes for nothing."

Lu Qi nodded, and stretched out his hand to lift the drunk out of the wine jar, who was already very drunk at the moment.

Although he is a ghost and cannot really drink the wine, he can absorb the aroma of the wine. The wine without the aroma of the wine is like the tasteless white water in the daytime.

"Give me wine."

Even though the alcoholic looks like this, he is still so obsessed with alcohol.

Lu Qi let out a long sigh, and pinched his hands against the drunkard's head, and the latter lost all alcohol in an instant.

"Where is this?"

The drunkard woke up leisurely, looked around and couldn't help asking questions.

"woke up?"

Lu Qi held the drunkard in his arms and spoke calmly.

The latter stared at Lu Qi with wide eyes, and said suspiciously: "Who are you, let me go, or I want you to look good!"

Before the drunkard could finish his sentence, he heard a slap, and then saw him covering his cheek with his hands, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Is it true that any cow or horse can threaten me?"

Lu Qi curled his lips and spoke lightly.