"Well, this is my mother's relic."

Although I was very upset when I saw this old guy, Qingyun still answered honestly.

"How did you engrave such a valuable thing on it and give it to a lowly half demon?"

Hearing this, the muscles on the man's face kept twitching again, and there seemed to be a little anger in his voice. The faint spiritual power pressed the flames into a state of dying.

Similarly, Qingyun felt even more resentful when he heard this and replied unceremoniously:

"The younger generation only knows that treating others sincerely is expensive, and that bullying others is cheap."

"presumptuous!"

The bonfire was finally shocked by the man's whisper, but Qingyun was not afraid of the other party's sharp eyes at all. The two looked at each other for a long time, as if they were facing each other's tit-for-tat.

But what's interesting is that the middle-aged man was the first to defeat. He turned his head first, then pointed his finger and rekindled the flames.

"You call me an old thief, and that little fox calls me a bastard. It's the first time I've been insulted by two dolls in my life."

Let the bonfire burn at will, the man mocked himself, as if he had found a way out for himself.

"Even that Zou Yanwen, who is not in the world, has never seen you as good as you, deserve to be scolded."

After curling his lips, Qingyun said in his heart, and then carefully wiped the wind chime clean, and then solemnly put it away.

"Well, I shouldn't call you old... Yes, I'm fine, I'll give you some time."

In fact, I was still a little angry. After all, although this old guy didn't seem to be malicious, he fought against him when he came up. He had to apologize for someone if he was beaten. No one would have had a good time.

However, people will inevitably be strong. Facing the cultivator in the concentration realm, he has to endure it even if he is angry.

"Well, I finally look like a junior, give it, then."

He pointed it together and found that it was a seemingly ordinary pill.

"Senior, is this?"

"I will also compensate you for a healing pill."

I don’t know if it was my own illusion, but Qingyun always felt that the other party seemed to be unwilling to face him.

"I dare not, senior, I'm so rude."

He didn't expect that such a master would bow to him, but despite this, Qingyun did not take the pill directly, and the middle-aged man did not introduce or urge him.

At this time, the young master finally realized that he was too arbitrary, because the old thief didn't say anything about A Lian at all. The three words "trophy" did not mean that he would definitely kill him, so he scratched his head embarrassedly and asked tentatively:

"Senior, A Lian..."

"I naturally spanked the disobedient little girl, and then she knelt down and admitted her mistake. She took her some gadgets as a praising."

"Oh, then I will thank you for your mercy on behalf of A Lian."

Even though he looked at this old guy very disliked, for some reason, Qingyun also felt that this person should not lie, so since the other party said that, it was clear that A Lian was fine.

But he said it easily, but the young master was also very clear. He wanted A Lian to kneel down and admit his mistake, unless the sun hits the west side.

"Well, sit down. After a long time, you are the first person I met."

"Oh? How could senior come here?"

Qingyun naturally didn't dare to sit, but as the atmosphere between the two became relaxed, he also moved his muscles and bones, because he was still slightly injured in the battle just now.

"There is a rich spiritual energy here, so of course I am practicing here."

"This is my home, are you practicing in my home?"

Qingyun was whispering inwardly. Before he could speak, the man continued:

"I see you came out of the barrier, why, that's your house?"

Knowing that this is an unavoidable topic, the other party may have lived in seclusion here and practiced. He sighed inwardly, and Qingyun finally nodded, but his eyes turned and he lied casually:

"There is a barrier here? Why don't I know?"

"Well, I've tried it. There is a barrier outside the house, and most people can't get in."

"Oh, that's right. My parents and I have been living here all the time. After they passed away, I went down the mountain alone to make a move."

After saying this, the young master quietly looked at the other person's expression, and the man said calmly:

"I see."

Qingyun heard this and said he was lucky, thinking that this person might have just come here.

Fortunately, I just wisely removed the name in front of my parents' tombstone. Otherwise, with his cultivation and experience in the concentration realm, I would not have known my parents' name.

"What's your name?"

At this time, the middle-aged man took a long breath and stopped staring at the fire, asking with a soft voice.

"Sister Qingyun, how dare you ask for your senior's name Gao?"

"Qing...yun...is it? A good name, yes, my surname is Shi, and my friends call me Lao Shitou."

"You are really an old stone, smelly and hard."

The young master once again complained that of course, he always held a respectful attitude towards the strong, even if the other party was just a stranger.

"I've seen Senior Shi."

"Okay, okay, okay, sit down."

A smile appeared on Lao Shitou's face, and he reached out and greeted Qingyun and sat down quickly.

"Then I will be disrespectful."

My master was not a shy person. After clasping his fists, the two of them sat on the ground around the bonfire, and there was no tension in the daytime, which was very magical.

After getting close to him, Qingyun discovered that the middle-aged man was not very old, and he might not be handsome, but he had the calmness and heaviness that a mature man should have.

He thought for a while, then took out some dried fruits and fine wine from the treasure bag and handed them to Lao Shitou, and said with a smile:

"Senior, we are not acquaintances, why don't we have a drink?"

"Hmph, how old are you, you learned to drink?"

The old stone was stunned and pretended to be angry.

"Uh, I said senior, I have all cultivated in the Yuanhua realm to drink wine. Is it because you dislike this ordinary wine that tastes good without spiritual wine?"

Qingyun's words immediately made him feel disturbed, and then he shook his head helplessly:

"I'm too talkative, by the way, Qingyun, how old are you this year?"

He didn't care whether the other party was drinking or not. After filling it for him, he tilted his head and drank it hurt, and then said casually:

"Well, I look tender, but I'm almost thirty!"

"Well, when you are thirty, you can reach the first level of Yuanhua Realm. If you are placed in the three days and four sects, you are also a first-class young talent. Oh my, I said, drink slowly, boy!"

By imitating Yao Pofeng's appearance, he wiped his mouth with his cuffs. Qingyun laughed twice and boasted:

"That's it, my master, I'm a casual cultivator. Can I achieve great success today, right?"

Although Qingyun would not be too intoxicated after just taking a few sips, there was someone talking about it after drinking the wine, so he would not be a little swelling.

However, he did not notice that the expression on Lao Shitou's face began to become a little unnatural, even a little sad.

"I thought you were a disciple of Qingxutian for the first time. Why, Changchun Gong was taught by your parents?"

He looked at the handsome young man in front of him. Lao Shitou was no longer polite. He drank the wine in the glass in one sip. His movements were also very heroic, but his voice became deeper.

"No, my parents are mortals. These are all learned by chance after I went down the mountain."

Qingyun has naturally been very cautious about his life experience, and it is impossible for him to tell the truth to Lao Shitou and continue to lie.

Old Shitou nodded without comment after hearing this, and then another inspiration light came out, and the bonfire that was about to be extinguished suddenly burst into flames.

"The senior at the Concentrating Realm is so grand. I said to Mr. Shi, just add some firewood and tinker with it for a few more times. Why do you have to waste your spiritual power?"

"I said, why are you always unable to get along with me?"

"Hey? Where is the senior? These are the simplest common sense. You don't even know this, right?"

"Uh... I have been fasting for a long time, and why should I do this kind of fireworks? "

"Dode, you are always rich, so I'll pick up some dry firewood, boy."

He poured his mouth and the green clouds turned over and jumped up, moving like a rabbit, and easily picked up a lot of dry firewood in the familiar forest.

When he came back, he also had a fat hare in his hand.

"Old Shi, if you have wine but no food, why don't I come to cook?"

When Lao Shitou heard this, he shook his head:

"I don't like meat, you can eat it yourself."

"Yeah, that's the same as me! I don't like meat or fish."

After saying that, Qingyun gently stroked the hare's fur, and then released the poor little creature back to the mountains.

"You young monk, some meat is good for your body, why not eat it?"
To be continued...