Chapter 227 Becoming Famous
“Drink!”
The wine bowls were intertwined and the fragrance was wafting for miles. That night, the entire Yucha Town could hear the cheers and laughter coming from the restaurant.
Under the curious eyes of passers-by, several strong men temporarily hired by the restaurant were shirtless and carrying large wine bottles. They followed the waiter and strode into the lobby.
Seeing the arrival of the new wine, the crowd around the table became excited, and soon several young men and women came to greet them. They stretched out their hands and easily grabbed the wine jars - this thing was even a few times. Even the strong men were sweating profusely, but they lifted it easily with one hand.
In less than a moment, hundreds of kilograms of wine were dispersed into the crowd and divided into wine bowls.
We are all children of the world, and we have practiced cultivation. How many kilograms of rice wine are we drinking like water?
Fu Qingzhou drank several bowls of wine and was slightly tipsy. He hugged Hua Wuying and Wu Changfeng and laughed.
The two girls Tang Jiao and Qiu Chan at the same table were whispering. I don’t know what they were talking about. Sometimes they were whispering as if they were very close to each other, and then they exchanged some weird words, and then they started drinking and chatting again. It was as if nothing had happened...
Including Li Qing was also at the table, toasting wine politely and carefully, and casting admiring and envious glances at Fu Qingzhou from time to time.
As for Zhao Hao, he didn't come.
Fu Qingzhou naturally invited him, but he only left one sentence.
"We who are engaged in intelligence should not show up in front of others. From now on, don't say you recognize me. It will bring a lot of trouble to me and you."
"In addition, Fanyin Temple The matter is not over yet, I need to spread the word about what they did, otherwise it will not be them, but you! Jin Chan Temple is not so easy to mess with!"
In this case! That's all, without Zhao Hao, the wine will still be the same.
Wu Chang's wind injury was not completely healed, but he drank harder than anyone else. After a while, he drank until his eyes were filled with circles. He held his neck and shouted: "I have been running around in the world for decades, and I have never seen Brother Fu." You are an even more awesome person! Today, you must... hiccup, everyone in the world must know you!"
As he spoke, he reached out his hand to pull on the person's clothes, regardless of who was next to him! : "Show me! This is my younger brother!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit hard on the head by someone.
“Who are you?!”
It turns out that the person beside him is none other than his own father, Wu Yue.
Everyone burst into laughter.
But soon someone also asked loudly: "So... who is this young hero?"
After this question, there were countless echoes.
Hua Wuying, who was beside Fu Qingzhou, patted him and said with a smile: "Brother Xian, you can't escape, just say a few words."
"Okay."
Fu Qingzhou laughed, stood up with the strength of his drink, and waved to everyone in the hall: "Brothers and sisters!"
Everyone was very considerate. Although he didn't say anything, they all cheered and clapped in response. .
"Little brother, I..."
He burped, smiled slightly and said: "My name is Fu Qingzhou."
For a while, the laughter in the hall gradually died down. Come down.
Everyone stared at him with wide eyes, half-surprised.
Finally, someone stammered and asked: "That...that Fu Qingzhou two or two years ago?"
"Not bad."
Fu Qingzhou's expression remained unchanged. , said frankly: "Back then, I was bound by Long Dabei, who forced me to become his disciple. Although I refused, I couldn't escape, so I had to follow him all the way to Shu, and finally went to Langhuan Mountain and worshiped under the Wuwei Temple... Today Wuweiguan is the true fairy palace of the past!”
In an instant, the whole hall was in an uproar!
It’s really that Fu Qingzhou!
Although most of the people here may not have participated in the original siege, the fact that Long Dabei returned to the world and died on a barren mountain has long been spread throughout the world.
And another thing, that is, his descendant Fu Qingzhou had a rare treasure and was fighting for it among the major sects, and was eventually taken away by Long Dabei's master sect Zhenxian Palace. Naturally, everyone knows about it.
"Everyone."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said loudly: "But I am not here to argue with you today. How you treat me, I, Fu Qingzhou, don't care that much. ”
He poured a bowl of wine to himself, drank it all in one gulp, wiped the wine from his mouth, and said calmly: "I want to tell you how big a thing we have accomplished this time."
"As for right and wrong. It’s up to you to decide whether it’s right or wrong.”
“You may know that Fanyin Temple deceives others into eating bronze bone pills that will lead to a near-death life. You also know that they practice evil skills, skin people, and use human flesh to make pills... ...But you probably don’t have a real sense of how many people they have harmed.”
Fu Qingzhou breathed out gently and said slowly: “Today is a feast, maybe I shouldn’t say this. , but I still want to tell you the stories of those victims.”
“The first person I want to talk about is a farmer named Tian. His father died early and his mother died early. I raised him up little by little, and when I was young, I always carried him to work in the fields before dawn..."
Slowly, he told the memory scenes he saw when he went deep into the sea of consciousness.
He did not speak very vividly, and omitted many details. He simply talked about the lives of ordinary people, their joys and sorrows during their lives, and their despair and pain after encountering Fanyin Temple. , You can't live, you can't die...
The crowd quieted down in his voice. Gradually, some female disciples in the martial arts alliance began to wipe their tears, and some men looked gloomy and forbearing. He couldn't help but drink wine as if to vent his anger. Hua Wuying's face gradually darkened, he closed his eyes, and the hand holding the wine bowl quietly squeezed hard, causing the bowl to rattle.
Qiu Chan frowned, her eyes always fixed on Fu Qingzhou's face, wondering what she was thinking.
Tang Jiao also looked at Fu Qingzhou, but her eyes were filled with distress.
Wu Changfeng didn't know when he had sobered up from the wine. He listened silently, with veins twitching in his forehead.
Li Qing reacted the most intensely. His own brother was one of the victims, and he had been fighting for this matter for many years. He covered his face with his hands, his shoulders twitched, and tears continued to fall from his fingers. drip out.
"...Let's talk about this for now."
After telling a few stories, Fu Qingzhou smiled faintly: "Actually, there are hundreds or even thousands of stories like this. Today I can’t finish it all.”
"I can see that you are all angry and sad after hearing these stories, but..."
"Thanks to you, their souls are free."
He He silently poured a bowl of wine, waved his hand and sprinkled it beside him: "This bowl of wine is for those innocent victims." There was the sound of pouring wine.
They followed Fu Qingzhou's example, stood up one after another, and poured the wine in the wine bowls to the ground.
Along with famous seniors such as Wu Yue and Ding Shuanghe, they also stood up and sprinkled wine on the ground.
Fu Qingzhou smiled, poured another bowl of wine, and raised it high.
“This bowl of wine is dedicated to Senior Zuo, and also to the other brothers and sisters who sacrificed their lives in this battle.”
The drinks fell to the ground, and many people in the crowd had red eyes. , followed suit one after another.
For a time, the floor of the restaurant lobby was covered with wine, and the fragrance was overflowing.
Fu Qingzhou didn't stop and poured another bowl of wine.
This time everyone carried the wine jar and poured wine at the same time as him. When he raised the wine bowl again, they had all raised the bowl.
"I have some selfish motives for this bowl."
Fu Qingzhou said softly: "Years ago, my father, the hunter of Bailu Mountain, Fu Haichao... was also deceived by Fanyin Temple. The person who took the Bronze Bone Pill also died because of it.”
“I don’t know who the monk was who killed him, but now that the Fanyin Temple is destroyed, Dad... I will avenge you! ”
He carefully spilled the drink on the ground.
"Brother Fu Xian."
Hua Wuying said softly: "My condolences."
After saying that, he turned his hand and poured the wine to the ground.
Everyone raised their wine bowls and sprinkled wine again.
I thought this was the end, but I never thought that Fu Qingzhou poured another bowl, then raised the wine bowl and looked at everyone with a smile, as if waiting for them.
Everyone was obviously a little curious, but they still followed the instructions and raised the wine bowl again.
"This bowl..."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "I respect you all!"
He raised the wine in the bowl high and laughed: "Someone once told I said this world is hell and full of suffering, but that’s not what I saw!”
"You all came here thousands of miles and sacrificed your lives to destroy the Fanyin Temple. You are truly heroes!"
"This world is a good world if you have heroes!"
After that, he raised his head and raised his head. Neck, drank the wine in one gulp, then turned his hand over, revealing the empty bottom of the wine bowl.
Everyone was startled, and then they laughed loudly and drank heavily to keep up.
“How could such a good thing happen!”
Soon, someone laughed and said: "You want to greet us all with just one bowl of wine? At least we have to make a few circles!"
"Not bad!" Everyone echoed loudly: "Young Master Fu, come and make circles! ”
Fu Qingzhou’s eyes widened.
There are more than a hundred people here! Hit, circle? !
Hua Wuying's hand was already gently placed on his shoulder. Looking sideways, Brother Hua showed a sly smile that he had never seen before: "Go, Brother Fu Xian, you can't escape." of..."
Thanks to book friend Shi Huoguang for the reward~
(End of this chapter)