I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 90 Passive Hongmen Banquet (Third update)
Zhang Jun couldn't understand the characteristics of [Sixth Ancestor Abi] for a while.

I plan to wait until it goes online before giving it a try.

After waiting for a while, the takeout has not been delivered yet, but the rice wine ordered has been delivered.

"Who ordered the rice wine?"

An old man with white hair at the door stuck his head out and shouted inside.

Zhang Jun walked out and saw that the person who came was very old, riding a bicycle and holding a wine jar in his hand.

"I decided, the tail number is 1191."

The old man confirmed the order number: "Here, our home is nearby. Next time you want to drink, you can call me directly. I will deliver it for free, which is cheaper than the price on the platform."

No wonder the wine was delivered so quickly, the emotional store is nearby.

Zhang Jun opened the lid of the wine jar and took a sip. It was very fragrant and soft. It should feel the same.

"Young man, don't worry. This is 15-year-old rice wine. It's absolutely unmistakable. My family has been selling rice wine for three generations and everyone in the neighborhood knows about it."

When the old man saw this, instead of being angry, he enthusiastically introduced to Zhang Jun how to identify aged rice wine that was more than ten years old.

"Our wine is made from sorghum and black rice, so the color of the wine is deep brown and slightly black. The old wine is soft but not spicy. It is cold, clean and soft with a strong aroma of wine. The taste on the tongue is as strong as the aroma of wine. After ten years If you swirl the above aged rice wine a few times, you will feel that the wine has a distinct crock-like feeling..."

The old man even demonstrated it specially to prove that his goods were genuine.

Zhang Jun nodded, then suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, is there any specific time for drinking?"

"time??"

The old man was really stunned now and scratched the white hair on the top of his head: "There seemed to be this theory before, but I don't know the details."

"Oh."

"By the way, do you live here?"

"Ah."

The old man nodded and glanced inside: "I saw an old Taoist priest living here some time ago. Are you a Taoist priest too?"

"Yes, that is my master."

"Then are you planning to stay here for a long time?"

Zhang Jun thought the old man was nice, but he asked a lot of questions, so he didn't answer. He just smiled and asked, "Any questions?"

The old man looked embarrassed, but for a moment he pulled Zhang Jun aside, fearing that the old Taoist priest inside would also be listened to by him.

"Child, if you can find another place, leave as soon as possible. This place is unlucky. Many people died in the past."

"dead?"

Zhang Jun looked back at the Taoist temple behind him.

But in his heart, he remembered the scene where his master asked him to deliver letters to three longevity food stores.

"Don't believe it, three generations of my family have lived here. A lot of people did die here back then. Later I heard that the ghosts still linger and it is often haunted."

Hearing the word "haunted", Zhang Jun couldn't help but feel happy.

"Then you see, we are not professional counterparts."

"Hey, kid, don't believe it, you will cry when the time comes."

When the old man saw that he was so kind and the boy didn't appreciate it, he immediately got on his bicycle and left angrily.

"Hey, uncle, you haven't left your phone number yet?"

"14244344457!"

The uncle waved his hand, and the car drove along the slope and into the alley at the entrance of the village.

Well, this number is even more unlucky than his Taoist temple.

Zhang Jun went in carrying the wine jar and placed it on the table. At this time, the takeaway was also delivered.

Two extra large tote bags.

Inside are three large plates of chicken, two portions of dry-pot shrimp, six portions of noodles for delivery, and a bottle of Fatty Happy Water.

These are enough for six people, but they may not be able to finish them all.

But for Zhang Jun, it was just right.

Now he has a huge appetite, especially after waking up from the game, his stomach is rumbling and he wants to eat a cow.

The only table in this place is the altar table.

Fortunately, the large wooden box that Xue Laizi had at home was flat enough. Zhang Jun put a few bricks under it to use as a table. He was about to start eating, but as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he heard someone coming in from outside the door.

Looking back, I saw a beggar with disheveled hair and a smell of sweat all over his body.

The beggar walked in, glanced at the food on the wooden box, and then looked at Zhang Jun: "Disciple Miaozhen?"

"Well, I am."

Seeing Zhang Jun agree, the beggar didn't show any politeness. He sat down directly, stretched out his hand to grab the food and stuffed it into his mouth.

This made Zhang Jun stunned.

After a good meal, Zhang Jun suddenly lost interest in eating when he looked at the beggar's dark claws. He frowned and watched the beggar eat quietly.

He's not angry either. It's okay to be angry about a meal.

Momo took out a powerful pill from his pocket, put it into his mouth, and watched the beggar eat it.

As if he noticed something, the beggar raised his head and glanced at Zhang Jun, as if he realized that he still had something serious to do. He wiped his hands casually on his body a few times, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"It's for your master. Tell him that he can't do this and tell him to get out of here!"

After speaking, he glared at Zhang Jun fiercely, patted his butt and wanted to leave.

Before leaving, he looked at the unfinished meal, glanced at Zhang Jun who said nothing, turned around and walked back, opened his mouth and spat on the meal.

"Hey, let's go!" The beggar raised his head and laughed loudly before leaving.

I didn't want to hear the harsh sound of the wind behind me as soon as I walked out of the door.

The beggar raised his brows. He had expected that this kid would carry out a sneak attack from behind. He bent his body suddenly, lying with his legs crossed, leaning back, and used a move to turn the big python over. His thumb, index finger, and middle finger clasped directly at Zhang Jun's ribs, using It's an eagle grasping skill.

If this arrest is true, this kid will lie in bed for at least ten days and a half without thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, although Zhang Jun has no ability in reality, due to the Zixia Pill, his body is amazingly good. In addition, after fighting in the arena for so long, his experience cannot be said to be experienced, but his reaction speed is extremely fast.

He took a side step to avoid the grasp on the abdomen and slapped the beggar on the head with his backhand.

With a slap, the beggar's eyes instantly turned black and his head was buzzing.

Before he could recover, a fist hit his face.

This punch hit the beggar and knocked him two meters to the ground. Half of his face was swollen.

Zhang Jun picked up the beggar's collar and walked into the house, threw it into the corner, and then hit him with another fist.

The punch hit the flesh, and the beggar was stunned.

I just felt that the opponent's fist was like a hammer, it hurt wherever I hit it.

"Don't fight, don't fight... I'm just delivering the message... The two countries are at war... Ah!!"

"I won't beat you when you deliver the letter, and I won't beat you when you eat. But you are wasting food. The King of Heaven is here. You can't even think of walking out for me today."

Zhang Jun said and punched a few more times. He controlled the force, but the punches still hit the beggar's flesh, causing the beggar to cry for father and mother in pain.

Zhang Jun seemed to be satisfied with the old punch and kicked the beggar.

"Sit back and continue eating. If you eat less meat for this meal today, I will break your legs!"

When the beggar got up, he could not stand firmly on the road, and he was already cursing in his heart: "Didn't I say that this is the disciple Miaozhen just accepted?"

As he walked back tremblingly, Zhang Jun thoughtfully prepared a pair of chopsticks for him.

Looking at the table full of food, the beggar almost cried. Even ten more people might not be able to eat it all.

Zhang Jun sat down and picked up the piece of paper on the table.

There was no writing on the paper, just a large black handprint.

Just as he was about to ask what was going on, he heard the roar of a motorcycle outside the door, and not long after, a middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket walked in from outside.

As soon as he entered the door, he glanced at the faces of Zhang Jun and the beggar, and then looked at Zhang Jun: "Are you Miaozhen's disciple?"

Zhang Jun nodded.

"Hey, I'm looking for you!"

The man laughed evilly, raised his hand and punched Zhang Jun. There was a thick layer of calluses on the casserole-sized fist, which was frightening just to see it.

Unexpectedly, when his fist hit him, Zhang Jun raised a hand and grabbed the man's wrist.

Now the man was confused. He knew how powerful his punch was, but Zhang Jun grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm, but he didn't get away. He secretly screamed in his heart, but before he could make a move, Zhang Jun's fist had already hit his lower abdomen.

This punch almost knocked the man's breath away.

But it wasn't over yet. Zhang Jun punched him immediately. The man's expression changed and he raised his other hand to block. However, Zhang Jun's strength was so frightening that instead of blocking, he was hit by a punch. I have no feeling in my arms.

"It's just three melons and jujubes that are here to cause trouble?"

Zhang Jun curled his lips and twisted his fingers. The pain caused the man to lie on the ground on the spot. He quickly shouted: "No, don't do it. I'm here to deliver a message."

"Hey, that's not okay. Come here and you won't get hurt. How can you go back and explain!"

Zhang Jun grinned, raised his fist and punched the man twice in the face, causing his eyes to turn black.

Not long after, there was a dull sound of fists in the room.

When Zhang Jun sat down again, in addition to an extra letter on the table, there was also a man with a bruised face squatting beside the table.

Fortunately, there are many tableware provided, and one more person has one more pair of chopsticks.

"Eat, you are a guest. If you don't finish today's meal, don't even think about going out."

The man looked at the table full of food and looked back at the beggar next to him. His face was full of question marks. He didn't understand why he was treated to a meal after being beaten? ,

The beggar didn't dare to say anything and just kept his head buried in the food.

Zhang Jun put the matter of the letter aside and did not ask any more questions.

He knew that this was all for his master, so he got up and went to the yard to wait. Today he wanted to see how many more people would come later. When everyone was gathered, he would ask slowly.

…………

Outside the Taoist temple, two young people came over, one behind the other, and looked at the time. It was already half afternoon.

"That's it."

"It's true. I heard that Miaozhen even accepted a young apprentice."

"How dare you accept a disciple? This old Taoist only cares about food and not fighting. Let's go. Let's take care of his disciple first today."

The two of them strode forward and took a look in front of the Taoist temple door.

There are many cars parked in front of the door, including bicycles, motorcycles, vans, and even two shared bicycles.

The two of them couldn't help being stunned when they saw this. The young man on the left slapped his thigh: "It's bad, junior brother, let's go in quickly. I guess that kid has been dealt with badly. Don't beat him half to death, it will be difficult for us to start." ”

As they spoke, the two hurriedly ran inside. As soon as they entered the door, they saw six people standing in a circle in front of a small wooden box, eating hard.

When the two saw this, they couldn't help but frown, and pulled the junior brother into the door: "I dare to ask, who is Miaozhen's disciple."

No one responded. The six people around the box looked at each other, sighed, and moved their buttocks to make room for the two of them...

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