five hundred and thirteen drinking(1/2)
When Wen Qiyu woke up, she found that she was lying in a warm room, and the evil star Jiang Yongshou was sitting next to her waist, with a gloomy face as if she was thinking about throwing herself into the river and drowning.
Because he had just woken up and his brain was not functioning properly, caution and timidity were all forgotten. Wen Qiyu actually threatened Jiang Yongshou, "Jiang Yongshou! You bastard, don't even think about killing me! I knew you were a wolf, so if you get the chance, kill me."
Want to eat meat."
Jiang Yongshou was stunned at first, then laughed angrily, and slapped Wen Qiyu on the head: "You idiot, don't you know that idiot's meat is thick and astringent? - Take a closer look at your situation!"
Wen Qiyu looked around after hearing this.
Jiang Yongshou sighed tiredly, "I let you see it, but you only know how to see it. You can only be a soldier in this life and obey other people's orders."
Wen Qiyu was not convinced and stood up with all his strength. His head suddenly felt dizzy, he regained consciousness and was stunned again.
Jiang Yongshou snorted coldly and said, "Oh, do you feel it now? - Our cultivation is gone. It's really weird! I have extensive experience, and I have never seen this kind of poison."
The timid nature returned to the brain, and excessive caution became Wen Qiyu's habit again. "Poison! We have been poisoned! We haven't provoked anyone? No, we can't. How can we..."
Jiang Yongshou was tired of Wen Qiyu's reaction, so he just felt noisy and shouted, "Okay! We can't die! - We should have been caught in the tribe where the monks were born."
Wen Qiyu quickly asked, "How long have we slept?"
Jiang Yongshou stretched out his hand and made a "three" sign, and then said, "I woke up in the morning, you woke up in the afternoon. At noon, a monk came to deliver food. He and I were so at odds with each other that no one could understand what the other said. It was not easy.
I found out I was in a coma for three days."
Wen Qiyu suddenly remembered something and asked in panic, "Where is Chief Gu Li! - and the chief of the government!"
Jiang Yongshou pointed disdainfully behind Wen Qiyu, "I'm lying next to you. I'm shocked."
Wen Qiyu refused to calm down. Looking at the unconscious Gu Yucheng and Gu Yucheng beside him, he sighed helplessly, "This! What can we do? The two of us won't be sacrificed, right? They can't cut off our heads."
Show off, right? After all, there is no deep hatred. - Is Gu Lichang okay? He hasn't woken up yet. Prefect Susukino..."
Jiang Yongshou finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted with a straight face, "Stop! It's useless for you to worry here! You and I are fine. Not to mention the governor and the mayor."
Wen Qiyu disagreed, "We don't know the reason why Gu Lichang fainted. We really don't know how he is doing now."
Jiang Yongshou was also worried, and knew that it was useless to worry, so he could only pretend to be calm, "Humph. Gu Li is a master in the Yin and Yang realm. It is impossible not to be unprepared. He will not die! Nothing will happen to him!"
Wen Qiyu felt relieved now, his eyes fell on Susukino Rang's face, and his lips moved slightly.
Jiang Yongshou knew that Wen Qiyu was asking questions again, and he was so worried that he immediately shouted, "You stinky boy! If you have brains, why don't you come with me to think about how to deal with the situation at hand!"
Wen Qiyu retorted in a low voice, "It's been almost a day and you still haven't made any progress."
When Jiang Yongshou was exposed, his bad temper suddenly flared up, and he stood up to take action.
Wen Qiyu felt aggrieved and wanted to get up, but his eyes quickly fell behind Jiang Yongshou and he was stunned.
Jiang Yongshou was particularly angry when he saw that Wen Qiyu dared to be distracted when facing him, "You have a hard brain and don't want to use your eyes. What are you looking at? - There is someone behind..."
Jiang Yongshou turned around and saw the slender Pan Xiaohu.
Pan Xiaohu stood in front of the two of them calmly and powerfully like a cheetah, giving them an exotic feeling. This kind of feeling is difficult to find in the Central Plains and the Demon Kingdom, and there is not even a similar charm.
Jiang Yongshou was trembling in shock. Without cultivation, he is like a general without soldiers.
Facing the demented reactions of Jiang Yongshou and Wen Qiyu, Pan Xiaohu just smiled and said nothing.
Wen Qiyu was the first to ask, "Brother Jiang... this woman is so beautiful, she looks like a heroine. No no! I mean, she... shouldn't understand what we are saying, right?"
In order to maintain his demeanor of not being afraid of heaven and earth, Jiang Yongshou pretended to be confident and assured with a guilty conscience, "Even if she can understand, there is nothing to be afraid of!"
Before Jiang Yongshou could boast again, Pan Xiaohu couldn't hold back his laughter.
Jiang Yongshou's face turned red, and he felt particularly unhappy. He always felt that he had done something wrong. He was also afraid that this woman would take action against him.
In this way, Jiang and Wen stood close together and confronted Pan Xiaohu.
Pan Xiaohu finally couldn't help it, laughed loudly, and mocked in the Central Plains dialect, "Two grown men, they look like they grew up eating grass!"
Jiang Yongshou and Wen Qiyu did not expect that Pan Xiaohu could speak the Central Plains dialect and stayed there for a long time.
Finally, Jiang Yongshou, who refused to admit defeat, denied, "How could we eat grass!"
Pan Xiaohu's eyes were full of sarcasm, and he sighed jokingly, "Herbivorous animals like to run away when they encounter the unknown. Carnivorous animals know that they should stay calm and explore the details. You were in a panic just now, how can you look like you grew up eating meat!"
Jiang Yongshou could not defend himself, he could only blame Pan Xiaohu for being too fluent in Central Plains dialect.
Jiang Yongshou asked tentatively, "You all speak the Central Plains dialect? Why does the monk who came at noon look like he has cotton balls in his mouth?"
Pan Xiaohu shook his head, "Only some monks from the Shishe Clan can speak Chinese."
Jiang Yongshou “Chinese?—Do you mean the Central Plains dialect?”
Pan Xiaohu looked down upon Jiang Yongshou even more, "You are really ignorant. The human race is proud of the Han and Tang Dynasties. Their writing is Chinese and their speech is Chinese. What's wrong? The demon country also speaks Chinese."
Jiang Yongshou was choked by Pan Xiaohu many times and didn't want to speak anymore.
Wen Qiyu asked cautiously, "So what are you talking about?"
Pan Xiaohu pondered for a moment and finally nodded, "You can say that."
Wen Qiyu plucked up the courage again, "Then, what do you want to do by arresting us?"
Pan Xiaohu asked, "It depends, what do you want to do?"
Jiang Yongshou and Wen Qiyu both shook their heads.
This South China Sea trial definitely has other hidden purposes, so the two of them still don't know what they want to do in Dongning Island.
When Pan Xiaohu saw this, he sighed, "Originally, I was very happy that you were awake, thinking that friends would come from afar. But you didn't know anything. It seems that you two are not the ones who should wake up."
Jiang Yongshou was not surprised by Pan Xiaohu's proficiency in the Central Plains dialect. It was only the first time for him to meet such a straightforward and frank woman, and he was very unconvinced.
Pan Xiaohu thought of something, looked at Jiang Yongshou and said with a smile, "Can you drink?"
Although Jiang Yongshou didn't know what Pan Xiaohu wanted to do, he didn't want to be looked down upon anymore, so he immediately shouted, "Yes! I won't pour a thousand cups, and I won't spit out a thousand bottles."
Pan Xiaohu laughed loudly, "You can't do it either. - Ten thousand cups is nothing? Our Shishi Clan's wine is so good that we can't bear to spit it out even if we can't hold it in our stomachs."
Wen Qiyu couldn't help but argue, "Then, what should I do if I can't pretend?"
Pan Xiaohu's eyes flickered, "Can't you pretend? I don't know. I can always pretend."
Jiang Yongshou was aroused to be competitive. He stood up and shouted, "Let's go! Let me see the fine wine of the Shishe clan!"
Pan Xiaohu nodded, "That's right! It finally worked. - I'll go find someone to get some wine. You, oh, you two are not here, so I don't need to worry."
Jiang Yongshou's face turned red and he felt very uncomfortable being looked down upon by a woman.
Pan Xiaohu thought he had timely added, "Wait for me where you are and don't wander around. Don't worry, let's drink. I won't use my spiritual power to relieve the drunkenness!"
Seeing Pan Xiaohu's figure fleeing, Wen Qiyu hurriedly stepped forward, "Brother Jiang! Why are you so reckless! We don't know what Gu Li looks like, so why do you want to show up at the wine table?"
Although Jiang Yongshou was angry and couldn't let it out, he still had a sense of proportion: "There is no way. We have to drink this wine. Now someone takes the initiative to talk to us and can speak Chinese. This is good news to find out the situation! We can't let it go! - What's more,
Who am I afraid of when I drink? This woman doesn’t use spiritual power."
Wen Qiyu wanted to say something else, but Jiang Yongshou had already turned his head and looked at the door without saying anything.
Wen Qiyu could only sigh when he saw this.
Soon Pan Xiaohu returned, waved his hand and set up a table with three seats outside the door, shouting into the room, "Come! Let's drink Dadan!" - You don't have to worry about the other two guys. They will be the last.
Wake up tomorrow morning. So will the weirdest golden eyes!"
Jiang Yongshou immediately felt relieved when he heard this. He even glanced at Wen Qiyu, as if to say, "Look, I said I should have a drink with this woman. Before I even drink, I got the information."
Seeing this, Wen Qiyu could only follow Jiang Yongshou dejectedly. It wasn't that he didn't think highly of Jiang Yongshou, it was just that Wen Qiyu knew that he was drinking half the cup and spitting out the cup.
Pan Xiaohu not only brought wine, but also a plate of dried fish.
However, Pan Xiaohu declared while chewing the dried fish, "This is mine. You two can just drink."
Jiang Yongshou snorted coldly and poured Wen Qiyu a glass first.
Wen Qiyu hesitated a little and drank it all in one gulp. Then, his eyes lit up, and he drank another drink on his own initiative.
Jiang Yongshou didn't expect it, but he didn't stop it either.
After a while, Wen Qiyu's face turned red, his whole body swayed, and he sat there and kept giggling.
Only then did Jiang Yongshou confirm that the wine was not poisonous.
Wen Qiyu felt that he was like a rook in chess, capable of traversing the entire chessboard. He drank two glasses without vomiting. He felt that he was great. But in front of old drinkers like Jiang Yongshou and Pan Xiaohu, he did not dare to show it.
proud.
Soon, Wen Qiyu fell down on the table and fell asleep. She went to feel proud in her dream.
Pan Xiaohu listened to Wen Qiyu's amazing snoring and didn't care. He just stared at Jiang Yongshou and asked, "How about this wine?"
Jiang Yongshou raised the wine glass, took a sip, and then looked surprised. He picked up the wine pot on the table and looked left and right, only to see that the wine pot was whole and without any carvings.
But when I smell it again, it becomes more and more overwhelming.
Pan Xiaohu was so proud when he saw Jiang Yongshou looking like this, "It's incredible, isn't it?" - This wine is not strong in the mouth, slightly salty, not fragrant, and has no sweet aftertaste. But after the second sip, the mouth is full of fragrance. You have to drink the next sip before the last sip.
It smells mellow.”
If Jiang Yongshou hadn't been reminded of his good looks all the time, it would have been possible for Jiang Yongshou to become brothers with the high-spirited Pan Xiaohu.
But when he thought of Pan Xiaohu's arrogance, Jiang Yongshou fell silent.
To be continued...