In the fireworks building, Qian Fugui gathered beside the drunkard and said diligently: "Senior, can you let me see the legendary Zhuge crossbow?"
"No! No way! Don't even think about it!"
The drunkard arrogantly refused the three consecutive days and had no room for negotiation at all.
"Senior... can't I let my experience for a long time?"
Qian Fugui felt itchy in his heart and kept begging.
The drunkard simply turned his head and ignored Qian Fugui. No matter what promise he made, he did not say a word and made his rejection clear.
"Okay, okay, I won't watch it anymore, but I'm curious that the blacksmith, the old blacksmith, didn't agree to sell me the Zhuge Shenbiao, why now I don't want a penny to give it to you?"
Qian Fugui saw that he had no chance to watch Zhuge's Divine Crossbow, so he had to change his curiosity.
"How can you juniors understand the relationship between me and him?"
Speaking of this, the drunkard has said a lot more, and there is obviously a look of pride and pride in his eyes.
"But I saw you when you came to Mortal City last time. Why don't you know that you have such a deep relationship with the blacksmith?"
Qian Fugui was even more puzzled. He thought he knew better about the drunkard, but now he seemed wishful thinking.
"How old were you at that time? What can you understand?"
The drunkard said sneered and mocked.
Then he ignored Qian Fugui, but looked at Zhang Yi and Princess Zi Ling, and said with a serious look: "You shouldn't offend the Poison King, he is very difficult to deal with."
"How did you know about the old monster poison? He is really dead?"
Although the drunkard has never seen anyone these days, he has a very good understanding of what Zhang Yi and the others are, which is also his method.
"Master, let's talk about the seven evil people first?"
Zhang Yi did not choose to answer, but instead asked.
Princess Ziling also quickly followed and said, "Yes, yes, we are more curious about the seven evil people than other things."
The drunkard glanced meaningfully and knew that his apprentice must have something to hide from him, but since Zhang Yi didn't want to say it, he wouldn't force him to ask.
"Jiu'er said before that the seven evil people correspond to the seven evil thoughts of people, Taotie, greed, laziness, desire, arrogance, jealousy, and anger. Their methods are also closely related to their names, and rage will make people lose their lives.
Reason, greed will make people lose their minds of fighting, and arrogance will make people underestimate their enemies..."
The drunkard explained to them the characteristics and methods of the seven evil people very seriously.
Zhang Yi and Princess Zi Ling nodded with serious eyes. Just listening to the methods of these seven evil people made people's scalp tingle. "If the abilities of these seven evil people are superimposed on their bodies, can they win?"
"Or what would you think so few people could go out of Mortal City for so many years?"
"But I had fought with the Poison King many years ago, and it was not a problem to walk out of Mortal City with his strength."
As a person who has walked out of the Mortal City, the Drunk Man naturally has a say in this regard.
"So with my junior sister and I now have the strength to get out of the Mortal City?"
Zhang Yi asked tentatively.
The drunkard shook his head calmly and said, "It's not enough, you still need experience."
"I will find a way to let the Poison King leave Mortal City in the near future. You can observe it well. The methods of the seven evil people are too strange. It is useless to just say it. You still have to witness and understand it with your own eyes."
The drunkard said earnestly.
"You two guys are really not worry-free at all. There was no such thing when the master and the master came back then."
Speaking of this, the drunkard beat the two of them separately, and looked like they were disappointed.
"Okay, you've been struggling for a day, and there's still a fight tomorrow, so hurry up and go and rest."
The drunkard waved his hand, then drank the fireworks on the table and issued an order to expel Zhang Yi and the others.
"Drink less!"
Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling gave some advice and returned to the room to rest.
Everything was the same the next morning, but there were more drunken men on the golden sedan now. Perhaps because I drank too much last night, he now had a faint smell of alcohol on his body, just like when Zhang Yi first met him.
The only change may be that the eyes are much clearer than before.
When they arrived at the martial arts temple, they were still as lively as ever. It seemed that Erniang's death did not have any impact on the martial arts temple, and no one would care.
Now, except for the martial arts temple, all the others in Xizhai are under the control of the Poison King, so he also came to the martial arts temple early, waiting for Zhang Yi and the others to arrive, but when he saw the wine walking beside Zhang Yi, he saw the wine walking beside Zhang Yi.
When he was a madman, he suddenly became less calm and stood up and walked over. His eyes were extremely complicated, and there seemed to be a hint of fear.
"Didn't you leave Mortal City? Why are you back?"
Back then, he watched the drunkard leave with his own eyes, and most people would not come back after leaving Mortal City. Few people would visit Mortal City many times. After all, Mortal Order is not that easy to deal with.
"You loser, do you care about me?"
The drunkard snorted coldly and said arrogantly.
The Poison King did not get angry, but took a deep breath and continued to ask, "What does they have to do with you?"
"Didn't anyone tell you? They are my disciples!"
"Little poisonous insect, you dare to provoke my disciples while I am not here. Are you tired of living?"
The drunkard reached out and slapped the poison king's face, and the slap sounded up, and everyone's eyes also gathered on the drunkard.
"The mortal body of Master is also invincible for all poisons?"
Zhang Yi was a little surprised at first, but when he thought of the amazing combat power of the drunkard, he felt relieved.
What surprised Zhang Yi even more was the reaction of the poison king. He actually stood there and let the drunkard slap him. He just clenched his fists, his body kept trembling\/ trembling, and his eyes were even more staring at the drunkard.
That tolerant look, but I haven't taken action for a long time, or I don't dare to do it.
How much psychological shadow did the drunkard leave for the Poison King back then? What kind of psychological shadow did the Poison King, who has always been arrogant, still be so afraid after more than thirty years?
"What? Do you still want to do it? Little poisonous insect!"
Seeing the reaction of the Poison King, the drunkard sneered, the strength in his hands increased a little, and his words were even more provocative.
"Wine maniac! Enough!"
The Poison King fell back aside. If it weren't for the recent battle against the seven evil people, how could he have endured this anger?
"Little poisonous insect! Give you a day. If you haven't left the Mortal City today, will I go to Nanzhai to take your dog's life? "
The drunkard's face turned cold, and his aura suddenly became extremely sharp, and his voice threatened with ice.