In the fireworks building, Qian Fugui gathered next to the drunkard and said attentively: "Senior, can you let me see the legendary Zhuge Divine Crossbow?"
"No! No way! Don't even think about it!"
The drunk maniac arrogantly refused three times in a row, leaving no room for Qian Fugui to negotiate.
"Senior...can't you let me learn more?"
Qian Fugui felt an itch in his heart and kept pleading.
The drunk man simply turned away and ignored Qian Fugui at all. No matter what serious promise he made, he remained silent and made his rejection clear.
"Okay, okay, I won't read it, but I'm curious. No matter what conditions I offered, the old stubborn blacksmith didn't agree to sell the Zhuge Divine Crossbow to me. Why is he giving it to you now without asking for a penny?"
Qian Fugui saw that he had no chance to see the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, so he had to divert his curiosity.
"How can you, the younger generation, understand the relationship between me and him?"
Speaking of this, the drunk maniac actually talked a lot more, and there was obviously a proud look in his eyes.
"But I saw you last time when you came to Mortal City. Why didn't I know that you had such a deep relationship with the blacksmith?"
Qian Fugui was even more puzzled. He thought he knew the alcoholic maniac better, but now it seemed that he was just wishful thinking.
"How old were you then? What could you understand?"
The drunk maniac sneered and mocked.
Then he ignored Qian Fugui, but looked at Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling, and said with solemn eyes: "You shouldn't offend the Poison King, he is very difficult to deal with."
"How did you know about the poisonous old monster? Is he really dead?"
Although the alcoholic madman has not been seen these days, he is very familiar with the things around Zhang Yi and the others. This is also one of his methods.
"Master, shall we talk about the seven evil people first?"
Zhang Yi did not choose to answer, but instead asked.
Princess Ziling also quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, we are more curious about the seven evil people than other things."
The drunk maniac took a meaningful look, knowing that his apprentice must be hiding something from him, but since Zhang Yi didn't want to tell him, he wouldn't press him.
"Before Jiu'er said that the seven evil people respectively correspond to the seven evil thoughts of people, gluttony, greed, laziness, desire, arrogance, jealousy, and rage. Their methods are also closely related to their names. Among them, rage will make people lose their
Reason and greed will make people get lost, laziness will make people lose the idea of fighting, and arrogance will make people underestimate the enemy..."
The alcoholic lunatic explained to them the characteristics and methods of the seven evil men in a serious manner.
Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling nodded with solemn eyes. Just listening to the methods of these seven evil men made people feel numb. "If all the abilities of these seven evil men are superimposed on you, can you win?"
"Otherwise, why do you think so few people have been able to leave the Mortal City after so many years?"
"But I fought against the Poison King many years ago. With his strength, it is not a problem to get out of the mortal city."
As someone who has walked out of the mortal city, Drunken Madman naturally has the right to speak in this regard.
"Then with our current strength, can my junior sister and I get out of the Mortal City?"
Zhang Yi asked tentatively.
The drunk maniac shook his head calmly and said: "It's not enough, you still need to practice."
"I will find a way to get the Poison King to leave the Mortal City in the near future, so that you can observe and learn from it. The methods of the seven evil men are too weird, and it is useless to just talk about it. You still have to witness it with your own eyes to gain insights."
The drunk maniac said seriously.
"You two guys really don't make people worry at all. When I came here with my master, there weren't so many things."
At this point, the alcoholic maniac hit the two of them on the head respectively, pretending to hate iron and not steel.
"Okay, you have been busy all day. There is still a battle tomorrow, so go and rest quickly."
The drunk maniac waved his hand, drank the human fireworks on the table, and ordered Zhang Yi and the others to be kicked out.
"Drink less!"
Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling gave some instructions and then returned to the room to rest.
The next morning everything was as usual, except that there was a drunk maniac on the golden sedan chair. Perhaps because he drank too much last night, he now smelled faintly of alcohol, just like when Zhang Yi first met him.
, the only change may be that his eyes are much clearer than before.
When they arrived at the martial arts gym, it was still as lively as ever. It seemed that Er Niang's death had not had any impact on the martial arts gym, and no one would care.
Nowadays, except for the martial arts gym in Xizhai, everything else is under the control of King Poison, so he arrived at the martial arts gym early, waiting for the arrival of Zhang Yi and the others, but when he saw Jiu who was walking beside Zhang Yi,
When he was mad, he suddenly lost his composure. He stood up and walked over. His eyes were extremely complex, and there seemed to be a faint hint of fear.
"Didn't you already leave the mortal city? Why are you back again?"
Back then, he had watched the drunk maniac leave with his own eyes, and most people would never come back after leaving the Mortal City. Very few people would visit the Mortal City multiple times. After all, the Mortal Order was not that easy to get.
"My defeated general, you care about me?"
The alcoholic lunatic 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!"
"You little poisonous insect, you dare to provoke my disciple while I'm not around, are you tired of living?"
I saw Drunken Madman reaching out and slapping the Poison King on the face, bursts of slaps resounded, and everyone's eyes were focused on Drunken Madman.
"Master's mortal body is also invulnerable to all poisons?"
Zhang Yi was a little surprised at first, but when he thought about the amazing fighting power of the drunkard, he felt relieved.
What made Zhang Yi even more surprised was the reaction of the Poison King. He actually stood there and let the drunkard madman beat him. He just clenched his fists, his body was shaking constantly, and his eyes were glaring fiercely at the drunkard madman.
With a forbearing look, he only didn't take action for a long time, or in other words, he didn't dare to take action.
How much psychological shadow did the alcoholic lunatic leave on the Poison King back then, so that the Poison King, who has always been arrogant, is still so fearful after more than thirty years?
"What? You still want to do something? Little poisonous insect!"
Seeing the Poison King's reaction, the alcoholic lunatic sneered, the strength of his hands increased a bit, and his words were full of provocation.
"Alcoholic! That's enough!"
The Poison King stepped aside. If it weren't for the fact that he had to fight the seven evil men recently, how could he endure this anger?
"Little poisonous insect! I'll give you one day. If you haven't left Mortal City today, I will go to Nanzhai to take your life. Believe it or not?"
The drunk maniac's face turned cold, his aura suddenly became extremely cold, and his voice was as threatening as ice.