Fish swimming around the world

"A poor Taoist outsider, don't you...huh?" The old Taoist priest suddenly moved his nose and waved his hand. The gourd somehow got into his hand. He put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. The old Taoist priest's eyes shone. Looking up, there are two big mouths.

"Good wine!" The old Taoist priest's face flushed: "I have never drunk such a good wine, mellow and strong, good, good. This wine is rare in the world, how can I get it?"

Jiang Fan couldn't help but sneer at his big face, which was as red as a freshly baked extra-large sesame seed cake. But faced with this enigmatic old Taoist priest, he could only smile and say, "It's fine if the Taoist likes it. I brewed it myself."

"Brewing it yourself? I don't think I have such ability."

"Of course, the kid also has his moments...wait, wait a moment, please leave some for me..."

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Jiang Fan looked resentful.

A gourd of wine, a full catty and a half, was already bottoming out before he finished speaking.

It's really a toad, and it turns out that it's a frog!

Still can only criticize.

This fat old man used a reed to cross the river. Who knows his origin, but he must be very powerful. The world in this world is different from that in my hometown, so I'd better be careful not to offend.

"Ahem..." The old Taoist also felt a little embarrassed.

"The poem I just wrote is good, but it seems that I only got half of it. Why not complete it?"

"No more."

"It's gone? How could it be gone? It's obvious..."

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes and turned the wine gourd upside down, without even a drop dripping down.

"But it will be gone."

The old Taoist chuckled and scratched his head: "This wine is indeed wonderful. This poor Taoist has broken the precepts. Immeasurable God..."

Also, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, Heavenly Lord’s ability to drink is really limitless...

"...Well, you can't drink my brother's wine in vain. How about I teach you some skills?"

"Don't learn." Jiang Fan said bluntly.

"Don't learn?" The old Taoist priest was stunned: "You don't know the name of a poor Taoist?"

"I know, why don't you say it, frog... son."

The old Taoist's face darkened again, you really have to read them separately, right?

"Since you know Pindao's Taoist name, you should know that in this world's killing formation, I dare to be called second, but no one dares to be called first!"

Jiang Fan looked confused: "I said, don't you have any other ways to brag?"

"You...you...! Bastard! That Heavenly Lord Wuliang is so angry that he is so evil!"

"Hey, hey, don't be angry, don't be angry. The boy just said that casually, Master Dao, don't be angry, anger is very harmful to the body. I still have a pot here to honor you."

Tian Jizi hummed a few times, finally took the wine, and said while drinking: "I have some skills, there is no harm in learning."

Jiang Fan shook his head like a rattle: "If you don't want to learn, you won't learn."

The old Taoist priest became curious: "If people in the world can get a poor Taoist teaching, they can't ask for it. Why are you so weird?"

As he said that, he looked at the young man carefully, but he couldn't help but be surprised. This boy's energy seemed to be hidden in the clouds and could not be seen clearly. The old Taoist priest was curious and couldn't help but deduce the cause and effect, but he could see the mist steaming, and there seemed to be thunder and lightning, but he couldn't deduce the cause and effect.

Jiang Fan lazily leaned on the bow of the boat: "Xia uses force to break the rules. He always wants to make a gesture every now and then. If he can't, he won't cause trouble."

"Huh?" Tianjizi seemed to be hearing this theory for the first time and couldn't help but find it interesting.

"A chivalrous man uses force to break the law. This is a wonderful saying, and it should come to light."

Jiang Fan spread his hands and said, "You can drink if you want, no excuses."

The old Taoist priest resisted the urge to slap him on the spot and looked Jiang Fan up and down: "This little brother is a wonderful man. He speaks well and has a beautiful belly. He also has an interesting and tight temperament."

Jiang Fan waved his hand and said in disapproval: "Master Tao, fishing and wine making are really interesting."

The fat Taoist priest stroked his beard and said, "Look at how you are so aloof at such a young age. Young people should be heroic and full of pride, but they shouldn't be like this."

Jiang Fan said: "Everyone has his own ambitions. The boy's life is like a small boat. A pot of fine wine is enough. Plain and simple is the real thing."

The old Taoist priest actually showed a thoughtful look: "A small boat, a pot of fine wine, plain and simple is the truth... This little brother's words are very consistent with my Taoist meaning of quietness and inaction. I never thought that today's trip to the northwest would meet a young man like you. "

He suddenly raised his head and drank it all, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, you can't drink it in vain. I see that my brother is full of energy, but he knows how to train his energy?"

Jiang Fan said casually: "I learned a little bit from an old man from my hometown, all about nourishing Qi and keeping fit."

The old Taoist priest said: "That's good."

As he spoke, he swung his whisk, and suddenly everything in the world seemed to be still. The river stopped flowing, a water droplet hung in the air, the reeds stopped, and a heron fluttered its wings and was about to fly. Jiang Fan had never seen such a scene before and was immediately surprised.

In a moment, an inexplicable white light rose from the river, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun and pouring into the small gourd.

The old Taoist priest flicked his finger, and the gourd slowly flew back to Jiang Fan's arms. Everything returned to normal.

"If you are in danger in the future, you can open this gourd and use your energy to lock on the opponent, which can save your life."

Jiang Fan was stunned.

Seeing him like this, the old Taoist priest felt proud and brushed his beard and said: "How, I won't lose you."

Jiang Fan hugged the gourd in a daze and curled his lips for a long time: "How can I hold wine..."

The old Taoist priest is a little confused. I can't give you a pot of wine in exchange for a life-saving talisman with a poor Taoist?

"Boy, don't think that I'm just talking nonsense. Just watch."

After that, he waved his fly whisk and saw a huge wave suddenly rise above the river, and then rushed towards a huge reef in the middle of the river like a horse. With a loud noise, the reef was actually smashed into pieces.

Damn it!

The reef is more than ten feet high. Jiang Fan opened his mouth wide. Is this okay?

The old Taoist smiled proudly: "How is it? Do you know that what I said is true?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly picked up the first wine gourd and handed it over carefully: "You, drank two pots..."

The whisk fell on the boat with a clatter, and the old Taoist pointed at him and was speechless.

After a while, the old Taoist snorted and threw the gourd to Jiang Fan: "Boy, I am satisfied."

Jiang Fan laughed and said: "Satisfied, satisfied, old Taoist, you are a good person. I saw that you are a good person who abides by the rules and will not take my wine for free."

The old Taoist rolled his eyes and felt that he had not been so upset for many years.

"In this case, I will take my leave." After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave. He was really afraid that staying with this young man for a while longer would damage his Taoist heart.

"Wait, wait..." Jiang Fan hurriedly greeted.

The old Taoist priest was puzzled: "Boy, do you have any more wine for me?"

Jiang Fan was a little embarrassed, scratching his head, hesitating for a long time, and actually took out another gourd.

"Really have wine? You kid is too unpleasant."

"No, not... you, you also took my boat..."

"You... I..." The old Taoist priest was upset.

Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Fan said carefully: "Look, you are a good person who follows the rules..."

Waiting for me here? The old Taoist priest just felt that he was bewitched, how did he get on this guy's pirate ship.

...

"Little bastard, remember to complete the poem!"

The sound was faint on the river, but the old Taoist priest was no longer seen.

Jiang Fan held three gourds and smiled foolishly for a long time.

Although he was demoted from a little brother to a boy, and then to a little bastard, it was worth it. As for the character in the old Taoist priest's mind...

What is character?