Beauty President's Super Berserker

Chapter 1026 Li Chunyang

"Pinch your fingers, I believe you ghost!"

Su Sheng was speechless. The old Taoist obviously knew about their arrival through other means, but it was difficult for him to ask if others did not mention it.

"Little Hammer, this is your little granddaughter, um...she is a blessed person."

Perhaps it was because of being alone in the mountains for a long time, the old Taoist and Su Sheng's imaginary spirits were a little different, but a bit talkative instead.

This is also understandable, judging from the fact that he has been engaged in fortune-telling before, the old Taoist priest should also be an eloquent person, but he lives in seclusion in this deep mountain and old forest, and even a person who talks with him every day, Obviously suffocated.

However, he does have some skills in reading pictures, and he spoke clearly and logically. He talked for 3 minutes in a row, which seemed to make sense.

"Uh--"

Wang Xiaoxiao was stunned. She never expected that her first fortune-telling would be on such an occasion. Well, it sounds like her fortune is not bad.

"By the way, Little Hammer, who is this?"

After a few words, the feeling of strangeness among the people suddenly decreased a lot. Obviously, the old Taoist priest had reached a perfect level of control over the atmosphere of the scene.

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist brought the topic to Su Sheng again. With his vision and knowledge, he naturally knew that this young man was the protagonist of today.

"Mr. Dao, this is Mr. Su."

Old man Wang opened his mouth and began to introduce, but he got stuck after saying Su Sheng's name. He seemed to know this little about Su Sheng's information.

"Hello, Daoist, my name is Su Sheng. Well, Su Sheng, who is immortal and useless, is a fool."

Su Sheng took over the conversation: "I knew the existence of the Taoist priest from the plaque of Xiaoxiao's restaurant, so I had the cheek to ask Uncle Wang to bring me to visit. I hope the Taoist priest will forgive me if I am presumptuous."

The age and cultivation level of the old Taoist priest are listed here, and Su Sheng also restrained himself a bit, as if a junior came to visit, and lowered his posture, people respect me one foot, I respect others one foot, he has always been like this .

"Su Sheng, the name is good."

The old Taoist nodded, but did not continue talking. Instead, he picked up his chopsticks, pointed at the table full of food and said, "Come here, I'm tired after walking for a long time. Let's order some food first. Let's talk while eating."

He didn't pay much attention when he said that, so he added a chicken leg and gnawed on it.

Seeing that the master was so casual, the three of them couldn't care less. They picked up the chopsticks and started to act. The world is big, and eating is the biggest thing. No matter how urgent it is, it must be eaten before talking.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Su Sheng picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth. The meat was a little dry, with a slight smokey smell. It was obviously smoked, it should be smoked dry chicken.

"The pheasant in the mountains is smoked and dried after plucking the internal organs and the pile in the stomach."

The old Taoist introduced that this is also a home-cooked dish in the Xiushuiwan area. Almost every household has a few of them hanging on the beams. When a guest comes, he will cook one. It is also a hard dish, but basically They are all domesticated, and not many pheasants are used. After all, the number of real pheasants is small now. Even if the mountain people occasionally harvest something, it is only at the market for money, and they are reluctant to eat it.

"Oh, yes, almost forgot this."

Old man Wang stood up suddenly, and took out the prepared rice wine and peanuts from the basket on his back.

"The time-honored store at Dongjiekou, I know you like this one."

While taking the things to the table, the old man Wang said, Su Sheng noticed that the old Taoist had a look of joy on his face, obviously this thing was just right for him.

"Yes, it's rare that you still remember the old guy's preferences."

The old Taoist stood up and walked into the back room, and brought out four more bowls, gray and white clay bowls, which are rare now.

The bowls were placed on the table, Old Man Wang filled them up one by one, and Wang Xiaoxiao also got a bowl, which made her somewhat happy. Although the rice wine is not high in alcohol, it is still wine, so on weekdays, her mother She was not allowed to drink it. I never thought that I would have the opportunity to taste it when I came to this mountain today.

"Come on, let's do one. Su Sheng, Little Hammer, and Xiaoxiao, you are all welcome to visit us in the mountains."

The old Taoist drank the wine in one gulp, as bold as a knight-errant.

"Dry!"

The old Taoist has an aura that makes people get into his rhythm without knowing it. Well, that is to say, he has been in control of the overall situation.

……

"Come on, Su Sheng, let's go one more time."

After drinking for three rounds, the old Taoist's face was flushed. Obviously, he did not use his cultivation to suppress the energy of the wine. Now that the energy of the wine is surging, he is already a little drunk.

"Okay. By the way, Taoist priest, after drinking so much, the boy still doesn't know the name of the Taoist priest."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Su Sheng began to inquire about the situation of the old Taoist. With the help of Little Apple, as long as he knew a little bit of information, he was very hopeful to find out the details of the old Taoist. After all, the number of innate masters in this world is not high. There are many, and there are very few innates who have comprehended the king-level artistic conception, so as long as they are not black households who have never been out of the mountains and forests in the past, they will definitely be able to find some clues.

"Haha, you kid can't bear it anymore."

The old Taoist seemed to have guessed that Su Sheng would ask such a question a long time ago, so he couldn't help grinning: "The old Taoist doesn't change his name when he's in business, and he doesn't change his surname when he sits, that's true for Li Chunyang."

Whether these words are in vain or not, they have a bit of an ancient taste, but when they are said from the mouth of an old Taoist priest, they really have a bit of an ancient taste.

"Li Chunyang!"

Su Sheng's heart moved, his mind turned rapidly, but he didn't have the slightest memory of the name, and in the blink of an eye, Little Apple also completed the query.

"Instructor, there is no record of this person in the information database."

Obviously, this old Taoist is not someone from those forces in the cultivation world who have a place in Xingtian's database. It is basically certain that this is a lone traveler, that is, a hermit.

This kind of situation is not uncommon in the cultivation world. The master's sect is a hermit sect, which may have been passed down for a long time, but there are not many descendants in each generation, and some are even single-passed, but many times they can produce some masters, such as the tenth in the world. Yue Changkong was such a person.

And this one in front of him is obviously also this type of person, but his strength is much higher than Yue Changkong's.

"It turned out to be Li Daochang, the name of Chunyang, Daoist can afford it."

Su Sheng affirmed that Chunyang is of great significance to Taoism. People who can be named after this are the pillars of Taoism. Of course, the premise is that this name can be recognized by others. After all, it is the freedom of others to choose a name. It's called Chunyang, and I can also be called Chunyang.

"Haha, the young man is very good at talking. Although the old Taoist is not as good as the ancestors of the previous generations, he has not shamed the master, nor discredited the word Chunyang."

Li Chunyang raised his head and said, obviously Su Sheng's flattery just hit his itchy spot.

"I don't know which branch of Taoism the Taoist priest inherited from?"

(End of this chapter)