I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

The old beggar was drinking wine leisurely in the pavilion, and the chubby little girl beside him always had endless questions.

"Blind grandpa, have you been to many places?" Song Xiangcao asked curiously.

"Well, almost!" The old beggar smiled kindly.

"Then how many places have you been to? Are there ten?" Song Xiangcao stretched out ten fingers and asked again.

"I can't remember exactly, but there must be ten places!" The old beggar answered tirelessly.

"So many!" Song Xiangcao's eyes widened, "I've been there..."

The little girl lowered her head, counted her little fingers, and said the number in her mouth. Then, looking at the old beggar happily, she raised four fingers.

"I've been to four places!"

"It's not a lot!" The old beggar laughed.

Song Xiangcao smiled happily on her small face, as if being praised.

"I've been to Fucheng, there are many people there, and there are many places to eat!" Song Xiangcao said exaggeratedly.

"The little vanilla thinks it's better outside or here!" The old beggar asked with a smile.

"Here, although Fucheng is very big and there are many people, I still don't feel very comfortable. I still think our town is good! There are many friends playing with me!" Song Xiangcao said seriously with a small face.

"Yeah, it's really nice here!"

The old beggar sighed softly, as if answering Song Xiangcao's words, and as if he was asking and answering himself.

"Father, Aunt Zhou, why are you here?"

Suddenly, Song Xiangcao ran out of the pavilion with a small face excitedly.

The old beggar drank slowly, as if he was not surprised by the visitor.

Soon, Zhou Mingzhu was dragged by Song Xiangcao to the pavilion, followed by Song Laizi.

"Blind grandpa, this is my Aunt Zhou!"

Song Xiangcao happily introduced it to the old beggar.

"Junior Zhou Mingzhu, I have met senior!"

It was the first time for Zhou Mingzhu to see the old beggar.

The old beggar was blindfolded, holding a wine gourd in his hand, his clothes were torn, and a thin bamboo pole was placed beside him. He looked like an old man addicted to alcohol.

"I'm just an old beggar, not a senior!" The old beggar shook his head, took a sip of his wine and said.

Zhou Mingzhu slandered in her heart.

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However, she also knows that these hermits have more or less eccentric temperaments.

"Senior, you were joking. Senior is old and has more seniority than junior. You deserve to be called senior by junior!" Zhou Mingzhu said still respectfully.

"Call it whatever you want!"

After the old beggar waved his hand, he drank wine alone.

"The younger generation heard that the senior told many interesting stories in the small town. I think these stories are very good. I plan to integrate these stories and bind them into booklets for sale.

Senior, please rest assured, [-]% of the profits from the sale of each booklet will be given to seniors. I don't know what seniors want? "

Seeing that the old beggar didn't speak, Zhou Mingzhu smiled and said what he wanted.

"Old man, I think this is a good idea. You don't know that Boss Zhou's business is all over Dawei. If she helps you publish books, you will definitely make a lot of money!" Song Laizi chimed in.

The old beggar didn't take Song Laizi's words seriously, and said softly, "Then what do you plan to call this book?"

"The stories told by the seniors are all-encompassing. Not only are there famous mountains and rivers, rivers and seas, rare and exotic animals, but also biographies of some characters. How about calling it the Classic of Mountains and Seas?"

Zhou Mingzhu asked softly, and her delicate red lips smiled imperceptibly.

"Shan Hai Jing? It's interesting, you can do whatever you want!" The old beggar waved his hand indifferently.

"Then thank you senior, the junior still has some things to deal with, so I won't bother the senior, goodbye!"

Zhou Mingzhu leaned over to salute, although the old beggar's eyes were blindfolded, she didn't know that the old beggar was really blind, so the etiquette that should be done must be done.

"Blind grandpa, I won't accompany you anymore, I'm going to play with Aunt Zhou!"

Song Xiangcao said, and left with Zhou Mingzhu, the old beggar couldn't laugh or cry, the child's carefree temperament was exactly like her father's.

"Old man, I have some things to deal with, so I won't drink with you!" Song Laizi also wanted to leave.

"Stop!" The old beggar immediately called Song Laizi to a stop.

"What is the old man's order?" Song Laizi said with an apologetic smile.

"Did you tell that little girl about me?" The old beggar picked up the wine gourd and took a sip of the wine.

"How is it possible? I have always kept in mind what the old man told me, how dare I tell others easily? If I tell others, I, Song Laizi, will die, and the sky will be struck by lightning!!"

Song Laizi was about to raise his hand to swear, but was interrupted by the old beggar.

"Forget it, forget it, I believe you, but you can't make these vows casually in the future!" The old beggar waved his hand.

"Yes, I'm not in a hurry!"

Song Laizi smiled all over his face, but suddenly realized something, lowered his voice and said: "Immortal, will these oaths really come true?"

"What's the matter? Did you swear casually?" The old beggar had a half-smile.

"No!" Song Laizi shook his head firmly.

"When I was fine, I said some nice things to make my wife happy, but I meant it sincerely!" Song Laizi scratched his head embarrassingly.

"Oaths for mortals are naturally optional, but for practitioners, some oaths and promises are very likely to make people have demons. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the demons." The old beggar explained.

"That's good. I don't practice, so I won't have inner demons!" Song Laizi heaved a sigh of relief.

The old beggar laughed and shook his head.

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the other side.

"Aunt Zhou, why are you so happy?"

Coming out of the house, Song Xiangcao looked at Zhou Mingzhu curiously.

"You don't understand this, Aunt Zhou has encountered a good thing!"

Zhou Mingzhu was in a good mood, and couldn't help pinching Song Xiangcao's chubby face.

Song Xiangcao's appearance didn't follow Song Laizi's, she was pretty, but her face was a bit chubby.

"Good thing?" Song Xiangcao tilted her head. 7K 妏敩

"Yeah, a great thing!"

Although the old beggar's story is good, in Zhou Mingzhu's opinion, the value is not high.

After all, there are many anecdotes and bizarre stories in the market.

Even if the story of the old beggar is bound into booklets for sale in the future, the sales volume will definitely be mediocre.

And there was a reason why she cooperated with the old beggar.

Most of these hermit masters don't like to be disturbed by strangers, especially those strangers who deliberately get close.

Therefore, she used a cooperative method to get close to the old beggar.

This is called, to repair the plank road in the open, and to keep the warehouse in the dark.

In the future, she will be able to ask questions about the revision of the Shan Hai Jing, or if there are any questions.

Although it is not clear how high the old beggar's cultivation level is, but one more friend and more ways out, she will suffer anyway.

"Sister-in-law, it's not good, grandma sent a lot of people to find you!"

At this time, Zhou Xiaowei ran over.

"Go, I'll take you to the mayor's house to play!!"

Zhou Mingzhu raised her arms and walked towards Bu Fan's house with the two girls as if she was messing with her sister.

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