My Master Is a God

Yang Yiyun saw the old man holding the monkey wine with an obsessed look. He looked a bit like a pervert meeting a seductive woman. He couldn't help but get goosebumps.

However, it can also be seen from this point that this old man is a person who is very obsessed with fine wine. Of course, the fine wine he is obsessed with is not ordinary wine.

Hou'er Wine is one of them, and it should be the top one among the old man's wine values.

Anyway, it's better than the bamboo leaves brewed by the old man himself.

"Ha~"

Under Yang Yiyun's gaze, the old man took a sip of monkey wine, then closed his eyes tightly with an intoxicated look on his face.

Seeing this made Yang Yiyun want to drink.

After a while, the old man smacked his lips and said to himself: "It's top quality~"

At this time, he turned his head and looked at Yang Yiyun, with a smile on his face. He no longer looked like you owe me a million dollars. He smiled and said: "What, boy, I forgive you, this monkey The wine is good."

Yang Yiyun muttered in his heart: "What does it mean to forgive me? It's not that I'm sorry for you."

I was muttering in my heart, but I still wanted to implement my plan, and said to the old man: "Old senior, I gave you the monkey wine, can you return the mink to me?"

"How is that possible? You Diaoer secretly drank three jars of wine. Even if you compensate me, you will only pay me a small bottle. This small bottle of monkey wine can only make me forgive your disrespect for me. Unless you compensate me three jars of monkey wine. Wine." The old man took another sip happily as he spoke.

Yang Yiyun almost yelled in anger, but thinking about the old man's strength, he still held it back, and wanted to speak to him kindly to avoid irritating him.

"Old senior, please see if this is the truth. Did you personally say that if I can take out the monkey wine, you will return the mink to me? And you also know that monkey wine is hard to come by, and you can have it. Such a bottle is already pretty good. Your bamboo leaf wine can't be compared to monkey wine, right?" Yang Yiyun reasoned with the old man.

"Haha, did I say that?" The old man started to pretend to be crazy, and then said: "Unless you bring another bottle, I promise to return the Diaoer to you, hehe~"

Yang Yiyun was not angry this time. Instead, he laughed. To find out what he wanted was to find his weakness. Then it would be easy to deal with it.

Looking at the old man Yang Yiyun, he suddenly grinned and said: "Old senior, I will tell you the truth, I still have at least twenty kilograms of monkey wine at home..."

"What? Twenty pounds?" Before Yang Yiyun could finish what he said, he was interrupted by the old man, who asked with excitement on his face.

Yang Yiyun began to feel happy and said to himself: "The old guy has taken the bait~"

But with a serious look on his face, he said: "It's absolutely true. How about you go home with me and I'll give it to you?"

"Okay, okay~" The old man suddenly became so happy that his eyes were filled with stars, and he looked like he was drooling.

"Ahem, let's agree first. I'll give you the monkey wine and you'll return the mink to me?" Yang Yiyun began to dig a hole for the old man step by step.

"Here, give it, I just want to see the intelligence of this mink. If you want you to give me the monkey wine, the mink will return it to you." As he spoke, he stuffed the mink into Yang Yiyun's arms.

Yang Yiyun was stunned as he held Diao'er in his arms and said: "Old senior, aren't you afraid that I will run away now without admitting my guilt while holding Diao'er in my arms?"

"Hey, kid, why don't you give it a try? And I'm telling you, if you can't come up with twenty kilograms of monkey wine, I won't let you go!" A strong self-confidence emerged from the old man. The confidence that everything is under control.

Yang Yiyun knew that this was a powerful backing, and the old man was not afraid of running away on his own.

However, having said that, if Yang Yiyun picked up Diao'er and ran away now, he really wouldn't have the confidence to do so under the old man's nose.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Yang Yiyun chuckled and said, "How can you not, I'm just joking with you, come on, senior, I'll take you to my house."

In Yang Yiyun's perception, although the old man's words were actually a bit rogue, he did not feel like a bad person. Otherwise, he would not have dared to take the old man home and carry out the second step of the plan.

"I'm sorry, you kid can't escape from my hands~" After finishing his words proudly, he took another sip of monkey wine, with a look of satisfaction and enjoyment on his face, thinking to himself, what a good thing.

Yang Yiyun hugged Diao'er and signaled to Qiao Fu in the dark to go home. He called out to the monkey squatting on the tree and led the old man home.

As he walked, he asked tentatively: "What do you call me, senior?"

Perhaps because he was in a good mood after drinking the monkey wine, the old man was not impatient with Yang Yiyun's question. Instead, he looked thoughtful and said, "Yes, what is my name?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Yang Yiyun suddenly had a dark look on his face. Is he really an old fool and crazy? Don't even know his own name.

Yang Yiyun didn't rush him, and secretly looked at the old man as he walked. He looked like he was thinking hard, and said to himself: "What is my name..." He kept repeating it.

After a while, the old man suddenly yelled and cursed: "I can't remember my name anymore. Boy, give me a name. It will save me trouble if I can't remember."

"Uh~" Yang Yiyun sweatdropped, and immediately felt that this old man was funny, didn't he just give him a name? This is too simple, and being able to name such a great master would be a good thing in the future. ah.

Immediately he blurted out: "Senior, you are in the mountains, and I can see that you like drinking. You have white hair and white hair, and you are born with a fairy spirit. How about I call you Jiuxian?"

Yang Yiyun, the old man, had to flatter him if he wanted to dig a hole. Although it was against his will to say such things when he looked dirty and dirty, but... it was necessary. Otherwise, how could he continue to deceive him?

"Jiu Xian? Hehe, this is a good name. The boy knows how to name it. Yes, I will call him Jiu Xian from now on." The old man was happy to be called Jiu Xian now.

Yang Yiyun breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the old man was happy, it would be easy, and the conversation could continue later.

Then Yang Yiyun asked: "I wonder what sect Senior Jiu Xian is from?"

"Sect? Why does it sound familiar? Let me think about it, think about it~" The old man Jiuxian fell into deep thought again.

Yang Yiyun finally understood. This old man either had Alzheimer's disease or had amnesia. However, since he was an ancient warrior, the chance of suffering from Alzheimer's disease was very small. It was probably the latter. It looked like he had amnesia.

After a while, Yang Yiyun felt something was wrong. He saw the old man pull out a handful of white hair from his hand without realizing it. He had a look of pain on his face. Apparently he couldn't remember what sect he belonged to or he was caught in some kind of suspicion.

"Ah~ I can't remember~"

The old man Jiuxian suddenly roared and hit a big tree that was more than half a meter away with his palm.

"Boom~"

"Click~"

The tree with a diameter of more than half a meter broke in response.

Yang Yiyun was stunned, afraid that he would go crazy, so he quickly went up and said: "Senior, if you can't remember it, let's forget about it. Come and have a drink~"

"No, I can definitely remember it. Please help me think about it quickly. What sect I am from~" At this moment, the old man Jiuxian grabbed Yang Yiyun's collar. His eyes were full of blood and asked Yang Yiyun to help him think.

Yang Yiyun felt extremely bitter, what the hell do I think of your memory?

Being grabbed by the old man's collar and feeling the powerful aura exuding from the old man Jiu Xian, Yang Yiyun's heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, Master Yun Tianxie's voice rang in his mind: "You little brat, hurry up and talk to a sect to calm him down first. This person is about to go crazy. Maybe he has gone crazy before, and now he can't remember himself." Who it is, that’s why.”

When Yang Yiyun heard what his master said, he was startled. He knew that being possessed was a state in which he would completely lose his mind and might even kill himself. He didn't want to die.

An idea flashed in his mind and he quickly said: "Senior Jiu Xian, you are from Yunmen, you are the chief elder of Yunmen, and you are from Yunmen!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the old man Jiuxian was stunned and said: "Yunmen? I am the chief elder of Yunmen? Am I from Yunmen?" He said to himself.

"Yes, yes, you are the chief elder of Yunmen, and you are from Yunmen~" Yang Yiyun replied quickly.

"Oh, I understand, I am the chief elder of Yunmen, um, from Yunmen..." Slowly, the bloodshot eyes in the old man's eyes gradually dissipated, and he let go of Yang Yiyun's collar.

The clothes on Yang Yiyun's back were soaked with cold sweat, and he said secretly: "It's so dangerous. It seems that this old man can't talk to him casually. It turns out that he is not an amnesiac, but a person who has become obsessed with practicing martial arts!"

Then Yang Yiyun didn't dare to ask him any questions, and just kept talking about wine, because Yang Yiyun found that he would be normal only if he talked about wine with the old man.

Unknowingly, it took an hour to return to the villa from the depths of Mount Li.

At this time, all the people from Yunmen in the villa had arrived. After seeing Yang Yiyun return, everyone came out to say hello, but at the same time, they also saw the wine master following Yang Yiyun.

But in the eyes of everyone, the wine master is just a beggar.

Liu Xiqi spoke quickly. He looked at Yang Yiyun and pointed at the old man Jiuxian and said, "Yunzi, you made us wait for so long, are you just going out to pick up a beggar?"

When Liu Xiqi finished speaking, Yang Yiyun secretly thought that was bad. Before he could react, the next moment, Liu Xiqi flew backwards and fell to the ground, screaming.