Wang Laosan looked at Yang Dazhuang and his attitude towards the boy improved a little. He nodded and then said, "Of course it is a good wine. This wine is collected on March 3rd of the lunar calendar. The peach blossoms that have bloomed in the buds on the branches in the southeast direction are not washed with water. Soak them in the wine with angelica, sealed in the mud jar, buried under the peach tree, and can be used in seven days to one month."

When Zhang Lang heard the peach blossom wine, he couldn't help but think of a legend: beside the Queen Mother of the West, there was a beautiful peach fairy named Dong Shuangcheng. It was said that the Dong family planted peach trees, and outside the hut was surrounded by a bright red peach blossom, as if living in a fairyland. One day, Dong Shuangcheng looked at the blooming peach blossoms in the garden and felt like he had some insights. He soaked the peach blossoms in the wine. The peach blossom wine brewed was clear and sweet, and the aroma of the wine drooled several miles away, which attracted countless people who liked wine to salivate, and those who tasted it were even more unforgettable.

On a bright spring afternoon, Dong Shuangcheng refined a "Hundred Flowers Pill". After taking this pot of peach blossom wine with peach blossom wine, he felt refreshed and full of energy. He was excited and took the jade sheng to play it. This wonderful music attracted the crane to descend. Dong Shuangcheng stepped onto the crane's back. The crane carried Dong Shuangcheng to Kunlun Mountain and became the maid next to the Queen Mother, and was ordered to guard the Peach Garden. Dong Shuangcheng also brought the craftsmanship of peach blossom wine to the Immortal Palace. At the Yaochi Festival, the peaches and peach blossom wine given to the immortals by the Queen Mother of the West were selected by Dong Shuangcheng's delicate jade hands.

Dong Shuang became a fairy queen, and the peach blossom wine left in the world was more popular among the world. People also call it "skin care wine", and it is still widely circulated today. As the saying goes, "This wine should have been found in heaven, and it is rare to taste it in the world." Peach blossoms bloom in full bloom and fragrant, and the strong fragrance is sweet and mellow in the heart. The only tree of beauty and beauty care is praised by talented people and their hometown.

Zhang Lang seemed to have some insights at this time, taking the Hundred Flower Pills and Peach Blossom Wine. It seems that he would also ask this Wang Laosan to prepare some more peach Blossom Wine in the future. Then is this one-armed Taoist guiding this? Thinking of this, Zhang Lang couldn't help but nod.

Zhang Lang remembered something and asked Wang Laosan: "Can you use the white wine for making wine also use the Taohua River Water?"

Wang Laosan nodded proudly and Zhang Lang nodded, indeed, it was related to the legend of the Taohua River. Yang Dazhuang also looked like he suddenly realized. He thought that this one-armed Taoist was here, it was not simple. Could this Wang Laosan also be a strange person? He couldn't help but take a few more glances, but with his eyesight, he couldn't tell anything.

When Zhang Lang saw the one-armed Taoist snatching two big bowls of white wine, he was so energetic that he sat up. He was completely different from the previous one. He thought, this person might really have a drinker, otherwise this kind of white wine would be so fragrant, how could it be dazzling to see two big bowls, and the difference in strength between the front and back is so different?

No wonder Wang Laosan was worried about the huge amount of one-armed Taoist. He saw that the one-armed Taoist kept drinking and looking at him, and there was a faint light between his eyes. He felt more and more that, and now he was smart and said with a hurried smile: "Shopkeeper Wang, don't worry, since I treat you, I will definitely take care of you."

Hearing Zhang Lang's caress, the one-armed Taoist immediately showed joy, snatched the third bowl of wine first, drank it wildly, and smiled and said, "You are a little bit interesting. If you hadn't seen your waist, ask me to have a meal or two, but I wouldn't call him to come! You are generous, take out the money and ask him to see the money clearly before drinking it, so as not to be stingy and not treat you."

Seeing that he had many strange things, Zhang Lang felt very stunning in alcohol, and he had long been curious. He was very generous, so he took off his wallet. Before he opened it, the one-armed Taoist snatched it, as fast as lightning. Zhang Lang felt a flash of sight before his eyes. Seeing the wallet reaching the one-armed Taoist slap, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. This one-armed Taoist is indeed powerful. Just this quick hand is really empty and he has a lot of money.

At this time, the one-armed Taoist weighed it and smiled, "There are at least forty or fifty taels here. If you eat a lot or dozens of meals, you can't finish it. Unfortunately, the wallet is so easy to embroider. If you put it like this, you are not afraid of wasting your natural resources?" As he said that, he put the silver bag in his arms.

Zhang Lang's face kept twitching. He just wanted money, he didn't even let go of the wallet. He was scolded. Oh, is it just a master who just tormented others? He couldn't help but think that when he met a suitable girl in the future, he said that it's a pity that your bellyband is such a good embroiderer. Putting it on you is a waste of resources. Why don't you let me save it? Well, there is also that pair of wasteful resources, which is always covered with breathable. Brother will help you to let the wind go. Thinking of this, Zhang Lang couldn't help licking his lips.

At this time, the one-armed Taoist smiled evilly and said to Zhang Lang: "He should rest assured now. I'm brave enough. When I see how much wine is left, you can eat half a bowl to relieve your fatigue."

Then he stood up, walked backwards, stretched his hand into the jar and tasted it, "This wine is better, you can even make half a bowl of wine for you." He was so reluctant, and Zhang Lang looked helpless. With such a big pick, he made half a bowl of wine. That's right, I'll treat you, I'll give you all the money. Alas~

The one-armed Taoist scooped half a bowl with a bowl and handed it to Zhang Lang and said, "There is beef on the plate in front. You can put wine in it, and you will be energetic after eating it."

When the one-armed Taoist took the wine, it seemed that he was deliberately facing Zhang Lang. Zhang Lang didn't pay attention. When he took the wine, he saw that the wine turned slightly blue, which was different from what he saw before. He only thought that the wine was poured from the gourd. Although he felt that the one-armed Taoist had dipped it with his hands, it was a bit dirty. Because he smelled the wine and smelled the fragrance of flowers, he was quite happy to drink wine on weekdays, so he was not large.

I didn't care whether it was clean or not, but just smiled and took a piece of beef, and started eating and drinking with the wine. Under this peach blossom tree, I felt that the taste was very delicious and the aroma of the wine was even more fragrant, so I sat on the stone and ate and drank.

When I had about a cup of tea, I slowly drank half a bowl of wine. The person was already half drunk, feeling much more comfortable in his mind and body, and his hands didn't feel any pain. There was a hint of green breath in the peach blossom forest, which was pouring into Zhang Lang's body bit by bit, but Zhang Lang didn't feel it, and the red whip mark on his hand disappeared bit by bit, and finally it was as intact as before, with no scars seen.

While swallowing, Yang Dazhuang looked at the one-armed Taoist, and drank the white wine that was less than fifty kilograms in succession. The jar was already bottomed out. He saw him grab the beef, eggs and other food in front, and most of the time he ate it. Before that, he was left with only a pile of jelly and more than half a pound of beef. He grabbed it with his dirty hands and then wrapped the meat with lotus leaves.

Yang Dazhuang thought it was left for him, and looked grateful, but the one-armed Taoist ignored him, but handed it to Zhang Lang and said, "Take this piece of beef back, it will be much more delicious to eat in the middle of the night. Come here again tomorrow, bring more money and have a good wine with you."

Zhang Langren was half drunk and took it casually, but he didn't think about it carefully. He didn't notice that the food that the one-armed Taoist grabbed with dirty hands was different from the beginning, with a slight green smell.

The one-armed Taoist laughed after eating, as if there was no one around, as if he had not drunk for several months. Before he could, he grabbed the wine jar with his own hands, drank the wine at the bottom of the jar with his mouth to his mouth, and said with a smile: "Your kid is not lucky in this period, and his life is a peach blossom disaster. Meeting that girl is just the beginning. The Zhang family is not your good source. It will not take long to stay. I will show you a clear way. If you really can't escape the disaster, you will come down to this tree and then go to Hengshan to find opportunities. According to your human heart and mind, you can make a name for yourself in less than three years. At this time, the sunset is setting, and the sun is shining on the peach forest. I am most afraid of heat and I want to find a place to sleep."

The one-armed Taoist looked at Yang Dazhuang again and said, "Oh!" and stopped talking.

Zhang Lang nodded in despair. The one-armed Taoist had given Wang Sanyi a tael of broken silver. He walked alone without turning back. He walked in a crooked manner, shaking his one-arm, and walked through the forest with the setting sun.

Zhang Lang suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask the one-armed Taoist name, saying that his fortune was not good, and his life was in a peach blossom disaster. What did the Zhang family not stay there soon? Hengshan looked for opportunities and pointed out what the words of the road meant and whether it was reliable. Just as he wanted to ask, he had already walked away and even Wang Laosan didn't know where to go.

After looking at Yang Dazhuang, he asked, "Where did you see the two of them go?"

Yang Dazhuang also said with a confused look on his face: "I didn't see clearly, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye. Why did the Taoist sigh at me?"

Zhang Lang thought for a while and said, "That's right, I didn't rob you of money, nor did I give you food and drink. You should have no chance."

The two of them turned their necks and looked around. The green mountains were still there, the peach blossoms were blooming and the spring breeze was blooming, and the rolling river water flowed eastward, but there was no one-armed Taoist and Wang Laosan.

After thinking about it, I thought that since I was going to come again tomorrow, I would ask him again. After drinking, I was slightly drunk and no longer paid attention to how the two of them disappeared. The sun shone through the forest, and the sun was already far west. I suddenly remembered that it had been a long time since I came out, so I went home with Yang Dazhuang.

After returning home and eating half a bowl of white wine, it was already night. After eating the food I brought back, I felt confused and fell asleep. Just as Zhang Lang was sleeping, there was a crackling sound on his body, his bones were colliding and rubbing, and his body was covered with faint dirt.

A trace of apricot yellow impurities began to be discharged from the pores. These impurities covered the bones to prevent the bones from growing. This time, after drinking the peach blossom wine and food touched by the finger of the one-armed old Taoist, even the dirt on the bones was cleaned out. Every time some appeared, the body was much more transparent.

When he woke up the next day, Zhang Lang suddenly smelled the strange smell in the room. He looked down and couldn't help but exclaim. He turned out to be covered in black and smelly dirt, looking at the dirt all over his body, unable to laugh or cry.

Fortunately, there was a pond in his backyard, where he neither raised fish, shrimp nor planted lotus flowers. He just used large bluestones to make the four sides square, and then took time every day, took off his clothes and left his pants, and swam around inside. The maid and the mother were so embarrassed that they were shy about going there. Whenever they passed by, they tried their best to choose to detour.

If you really can't get around, you have to close your eyes, because in this case, some maids and mothers often get bruised and swollen by the gallery column.

With a plop, Zhang Lang jumped into the water and slowly cleaned the dirt on his body. Undoubtedly, these are dirt that accumulates in his body. Or residues of spiritual energy, or toxins from elixirs, but they are not good things. At this moment, dirt has been discharged. This not only means that his strength will be higher, but also means that his future path will be brighter. There is no need to worry that dirt will hinder his practice. What is washed is dirt, and what is left is clean, washing muscles and marrow, and reincarnation is something that practitioners have been doing all their lives. The highest level they pursue is: Wuqi.

After cleaning it carefully, he rubbed it down desperately, but the dirt seemed to stick to him, and the power of the trash could only be rubbed off a little. Finally, he washed the black dirt on his body, and a fresh air appeared on Zhang Lang. Zhang Lang felt that although his cultivation had not broken through to the ninth level of the body-building realm, his cultivation had become more diligent. He couldn't help but think of whether the one-armed Taoist deliberately soaked his fingers in the wine. Well, there should be a chance.

But I couldn't help but think of the wallet with exquisite embroidery skills. According to my adoptive father, it was carried with him when he was a child, but it is unknown who left it. However, Zhang Lang often looked at it, but he didn't find anything special. But now he was wondering if it was a token.

After cleaning, Zhang Lang changed into clean clothes and felt refreshed. When he remembered the one-armed old Taoist's appointment today, he couldn't help but look forward to it. The value was definitely not something that could be exchanged for forty or fifty taels of silver. He took a hundred taels of silver with him. As soon as he went out, he found that Yang Dazhuang was waiting outside in the morning. The two looked at each other and went to the Taohua River together.
Chapter completed!