The bonfire dinner lasted until nearly midnight.
The old people in the village couldn't hold it any longer, so they returned home one after another and fell asleep with their doors closed. Then there were women, who caught their children who were almost going crazy playing and took them back with their ears twisted.
Young people can survive.
But Naiman wine is too strong, and it is simply not something that ordinary people can bear.
Under the light of the fire, a group of people were extremely drunk.
They all got up and left the table.
When the bonfire was almost extinguished, there were only a dozen figures left.
Po Li had long since lost his initial heroic spirit. He tugged on his collar and felt as if his whole body was standing next to a stove. It was so hot that his whole body was about to burn.
“Brother Po Li has a good capacity for drinking.”
“Come, I’ll fill it up for you.”
As soon as he put down the wine cup, he saw that Chen Yulou was about to open the altar again. He was so frightened that the corners of his eyes jumped wildly. He quickly covered the wine cup with his hand and shook his head repeatedly.
"Brother Chen, okay, okay, it's too late today."
"How about we drink tomorrow...tomorrow?"
He was really scared.
Brother Chen next to him is an alcoholic, even if he is not a Dionysian. No matter who comes up to propose a toast, he drinks it all in one gulp.
I originally wanted to use wheel fighting to get him drunk.
Results.
The night passed.
A group of young people in the hunting team, except for him who could barely hold on, the rest of them, one by one, all staggered around, and even simply fell to the ground, their snores shaking the sky.
Roughly counting, Brother Chen drank at least ten kilograms of wine.
God, let alone such a strong drink, a bunch of people should be full even if they drink water.
But looking at him now, he was still sitting calmly cross-legged, with a tall and straight figure, clear eyes, free movement, and soft words, and he didn't seem to be drunk at all.
He has been in the village for almost thirty years.
I have also heard from my predecessors and contemporaries that whoever can drink is as big as a river or a sea, and a thousand cups cannot be poured out.
After seeing Chen Yulou’s drinking capacity today, he realized that it was all bullshit.
"Tomorrow?"
I saw him holding the wine cup tightly.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but glance at him.
Feeling a little flustered by what he saw, Po Li hesitated and then added.
“Something may happen tomorrow, but is it feasible the day after tomorrow?”
Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but burst into laughter. This brother Po Li was really interesting. He was so drunk that he still had such a hard mouth.
"Brother Po Li just decides."
"Okay, okay, brother Chen is so generous."
When he heard this, Po Li let out a long sigh of relief. , he could hardly hold it in any longer, and felt that the wine was welling up in his throat. Not to mention one drink, just one sip would probably reveal his secret.
When the time comes, he falls to the ground.
Or just vomit all over the floor.
If word spreads, how can he behave like a real person?
Not to mention the hundreds of men in the clan, the gang of wolf cubs from the surrounding villages would probably poke his nose and laugh out loud.
"It's late at night. Brother Chen has been working hard on the road. Why don't we send you back to rest first?"
Po Li is good at beating snakes and catching them with a stick.
Seeing him relent, he quickly continued.
"That's not necessary."
"Brothers are also tired, so that's it for today..."
Looking at him being so drunk that he can hardly stand still, How dare Chen Yulou ask him to get up and see him off.
Nothing more.
There is still a jar of wine left, it would be a pity to put it down.
Although Naiman is not a nectar and jade liquid, and is even slightly turbid, it is more powerful than fire. In this cold winter weather, one sip makes the whole body feel comfortable.
Seems to read his mind.
Po Li couldn't help but take a breath.
I have seen ruthless people, but I have never seen such a ruthless person who is addicted to alcohol. That is Naiman. He only drank two or three kilograms tonight at most, and his whole body felt so dizzy that he felt like he was drunk. My feet felt like they were stepping on cotton.
Although he wished he could go back to his residence immediately, throw himself on the bed and sleep with his head covered for three days and two nights.
But I feel so weak.
There was no one to help me and I couldn’t stand up at all.
You know, when he is in the village on weekdays, he really has never found a match among his peers when it comes to drinking.
I behave like this tonight.
Chen Yulou, who drank several times more than he did, was still not satisfied.
What does this mean?
It means that ten kilograms of spirits are not worth mentioning to him.
“Um...Brother Chen, why don’t you take it back and taste it slowly?”
Smacking his tongue, Po Li didn’t dare to think too much and pointed at the last remaining jar. liquor.
Half of the sealing mud at the mouth of the bottle was broken.
Suddenly it was Chen Yulou who stayed behind.
If he hadn’t stopped it quickly just now, he would have filled it up long ago.
"This is so bad."
This is what Chen Yulou was waiting for.
However, he did not forget the words of humility on his lips, but the movements of his hands were extremely fast. He stretched out his hand to fish it out, and the remaining jar of wine appeared in his hand in the blink of an eye.
This scene made Po Li’s eyes jump.
It took a lot of effort to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"There is nothing else in the clan, but we still have a few jars of turbid wine... Can I give it to Brother Chen?"
"No, no, no."
Chen Yulou shook his head repeatedly and motioned for them to go back and rest on their own.
While talking.
Jumping up from the ground, the jar of wine seemed to have taken root in his palm, without even shaking.
"Let's go, everyone."
Looked back at everyone.
Except Hua Ling and Miss Hong went back to rest first.
Among the group, only Kunlun and Partridge Whistle were in slightly better condition. Guaizi, Yang Fang, Lao Yangren, and Zhang Yunqiao were all staggering around drunk and smelling of alcohol.
The other guys were even drunk and unconscious.
Po Li wanted to get up and send him off, but as soon as he got up, he felt a strong dizziness in his head. After hesitating, he simply sat back.
Just watched the group disappear into the night.
"Karen... come on, give me a hand. These bastards are usually better at blowing than the other. I have to be at the forefront at critical moments."
He let out a long breath of alcohol.
Po Li looked around.
The group of people who were moaning and groaning before will simply lie down now.
There are dozens of people in the hunting team, but there is only one young boy named Karen, who seems to be quite sober.
"Yes, Master Bazhen."
Karen nodded, hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up from the ground.
"No, I have to ask, when will these people leave? If they do this again the day after tomorrow, I will drink to death?"
Looking back at the direction where Chen Yulou and his group disappeared.
Po Li took a few deep breaths of air conditioning.
It was hard to suppress the drowsiness in my mind.
Muttered, and then followed Karen step by step towards home.
The other end.
Chen Yulou, who had walked hundreds of steps, could not help but curl up his lips when he heard these words.
To his current state.
You don't even need to use your spiritual consciousness, your five senses are released, and you can control every move within a hundred or ten meters radius.
That boy Po Li is really interesting.
"Shopkeeper, what's wrong?"
Kunlun, who had been following him, saw him glance behind him out of the corner of his eye, and subconsciously looked back.
But he has never practiced the true purpose of Dharma Eye. Even if he has entered the realm of master, it is still difficult to see through the dark night a hundred meters away.
"It's okay."
"Oh, by the way, when is the departure date?"
This trip ended in Turkic tribe for two reasons. The first one was, of course, to send Oona back. That day, the clan leader Wutuo agreed to let her serve as a guide to lead them across the Black Desert.
No matter what, of course we must escort the person back intact.
As for the second one.
He had already obtained a result at the altar before.
Both things have been done. With his character, he will not waste time. After all, he has been out for more than a month, and he has missed his first year in this world.
A few people looked at each other.
The partridge whistle smiled.
"Brother Chen, which day is suitable?"
Holding the wine jar, Chen Yulou raised his head and glanced at the top of his head. It was almost midnight. It was rare that there was no leaden clouds and heavy fog, but the moon and stars were sparse.
A quiet Milky Way stretches across the sky.
The sky is so low that it seems to be within reach.
“It looks like the weather will be good tomorrow.”
Hearing this, few people could not understand what he meant, "Then have a good rest tonight. When you wake up tomorrow, say hello to the Wutuo clan leader, and then set off."
Chen Yulou Nodding, that's what he meant.
We are currently in the hinterland of the Western Region.
We still have to travel hundreds of miles to reach Kunmo City, where we can return the camels and the horses fostered in the city.
"Kunlun, Yuan Hong, you two will send Yang Fang and the others back to rest first."
"Brother Taoist and I still have something to discuss."
After walking a few steps, Chen Yulou suddenly stopped when he passed an alley, his eyes fell on Kunlun and Yuan Hong, and he whispered.
As a gibbon, Yuan Hong is best at making wine.
That day, he and Kunlun went deep into the Yiren Ancestral Cave behind Pingshan Mountain, and saw many wine jars.
Later, I heard him talk about it. It seemed that making mint wine was a memory engraved in the bones of the ape family, and it was almost something they were born with.
However, after he came down from the mountain and entered the world, Yuan Hong devoted himself to cultivation and did not have much time to go out to pick fruits and make wine, so they lost the good fortune.
But his ability to drink has not declined at all.
At the dinner just now, it was alone among the guys, eating large pieces of meat and drinking heavily.
I also smell of alcohol right now.
But his eyes were as clear as a mirror, where did he look like he had drunk too much?
"Yes, the shopkeeper, master."
There was no hesitation.
The two of them each supported a few people and walked along the alley.
There are several brightly lit courtyards over there.
It was Wutuo who arranged the residence for them.
After a few people walked away, Chen Yulou made an inviting gesture to the partridge whistle.
Under the night.
Except for the few courtyards in that area, and a few noises coming from time to time, the entire city has fallen into silence. There are still a few figures shaking at the gate of the village, which are clan members responsible for night watch.
The two of them took a leisurely walk along the road in the village.
“Brother Chen, that Vulcan?”
After walking for a while, Partridge Whistle couldn't hold back anymore and couldn't help but ask.
“What do you think, Brother Dao?”
Chen Yulou patted off the sealing mud, and a strong aroma of wine immediately escaped. He glanced at Partridge Whistle and saw him waving his hand. , he just raised his head and drank to himself.
Once you enter the foundation building.
Refining consciousness into divine consciousness.
Although the ray of consciousness before was weak, it could not escape his notice.
“It’s hard to say.”
Seeing him ask back, Partridge Whistle couldn’t help but be startled, then frowned and shook his head.
"Don't worry, Taoist brother, with Chen here, the Dharma will not be spread to the six ears."
How could Chen Yulou not understand what he meant.
Now that we are still in the village, if we are noticed by it, we will offend the God of Fire invisibly, and then we will be a sinner of the God of Fire.
But along the way, he had already used his spiritual consciousness to observe.
There are no prying eyes around.
Hearing this, Partridge Whistle secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After organizing his words for a while, he slowly spoke, "In Yang's opinion, gods are not god-like, but rather evil."
Evil? !
Hear his comment.
Chen Yulou, who had always been calm, couldn't help but laugh out loud. He raised the wine jar in his hand and took a big gulp into his mouth.
"What a godless person."
"If you ask Chen, it's not just a few points, he is clearly an evil creature, using tricks to make up for the number, and he dares to deceive and deceive a bunch of fools. Husband and foolish woman.”
Wait until the drink is gone.
A hot fire rose in his chest.
Chen Yulou snorted coldly.
He could see clearly before that there was no trace of divine light on the black shadow, and it was all evil. It was no different from the wild gods occupying the ruined temples in the mountains and stealing incense.
“Really?”
Listening to his such shameless judgment.
Partridge Whistle couldn’t help but tremble in his heart.
He thought he was bold enough, but he didn't expect that the fire god worshiped by the Turkic tribes would be so unworthy in Chen Yulou's eyes.
"Is there still a lie?"
"Then...do you want it?"
Partridge Whistle's brows were knitted together, and his face was extremely ugly. He took a deep breath, his eyes were sharp, and the deep murderous aura between his brows reappeared.
"That ghost's strength is average, but his secrets are very deep."
I have known Partridge Whistle for so many years.
Chen Yulou knows him too well.
Now it is clear that he has murderous intentions.
But Chen Yulou was not like this. He had almost locked all of its Qi with the help of the rain-like consciousness in the sky. However, the evil thing was extremely cautious, and when it sensed something was wrong, it plunged into the night and disappeared.
It’s like...escaping into another imaginary number space.
When he pursues it again.
My spiritual consciousness scanned the entire village several times, but unfortunately I could no longer find its aura.
"Then do you want to remind senior Wutuo and Azhiya?"
Partridge Whistle really didn’t expect it.
In just a short moment, Chen Yulou did so much.
But when I think about it, that ghost has stolen the throne and treats the Turks as nothing. When they leave, no one will be able to restrain them, and Partridge Whistle's face becomes even more ugly.
“It’s useless.”
Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn’t help but shake his head and smile.
Turkic tribes have believed in shamans for hundreds of years.
For them, the evil thing that ate away at the incense and appeared was undoubtedly the God of Fire.
Just look at the enthusiasm on the faces of Wutuo and Azhiya.
If you point it out hastily, it will not only be useless, but will attract hatred.
Partridge Whistle's face became anxious, "We can't just watch it continue to cause harm."
"Isn't this helping the tyrants to persecute the emperor and acting as a helper for the tiger?"
"That's not the case."
Shaking the jar in his hand, in just a moment, half a jar of strong wine was consumed. Chen Yulou shook his head. .
“Although it is an evil thing, there is not much human life and blood in it.”
“It should be just a Yin spirit, stealing some incense through tribal sacrifices.”
"In addition, at the altar just now, Chen already warned that if it dares to eat human blood, I will dig it out and kill it even if it hides in hell."
Chen Yulou said softly.
The tone is calm.
But the means don’t stop there?
The moment before, he mentally contacted Luofu, and a ray of phoenix fire went straight towards the evil thing. If it hadn't run so fast, it would have been burned to death by now.
After receiving such a fierce fire attack.
I think it’s time to remember.
If you still dare to mess around, Chen Yulou doesn't mind breaking the cultivation that has been accumulated for hundreds of years.
"That's fine." (End of this chapter)