"What do you mean?" Chen Shi looked at the friends around him who subconsciously took a few steps back, and was a little confused for a moment.
"It's okay...it's okay...let's go in first. If we're late, we won't have any drinks."
Chen Shi was unwilling to follow him in again. He rushed to Brother Zhang and asked, "What kind of magic did you use just now?"
As soon as these words came out, the lively atmosphere in the room suddenly solidified. Everyone looked at the strange and brave guy in front of them, while Brother Zhang lowered his head and was chopping vegetables, paying no attention to him at all.
the meaning of.
Chen Shi was not happy when he saw it. He was drunk and his emotions were getting to his head. His sword energy was lingering around his body and he was ready to attack.
At this time, Brother Zhang raised his head slightly, glanced at the stranger in front of him, and then silently picked up the shovel for frying eggs.
"when……"
With a crisp sound, Chen Shi, who was still showing his teeth and claws, fell straight to the ground on the spot. His soul left his body, he looked back at his body, and then got back in shock...
When he got up again, he was honest, because his hundreds of years of skill could not stop a spatula, which was enough to explain the problem. After sitting up again, Chen Shi felt that he had not been so awake for many years.
, he glanced at Brother Zhang in confusion, then lowered his head and went out without even saying a harsh word.
The moment he stood up and went out, the room burst into laughter. During this period, someone started teasing: "Xiao Zhang, how many dead souls have you shoveled down this time?"
Brother Zhang made a sign of four, and the laughter in the room became even more intense.
In the next few days, Chen Shi came back for a walk every day. He traveled to many places, but he was full of curiosity about this place. Although he was kicked out once, the boss didn't say anything when he went there again, and
Chen Shi didn't make any more trouble because he knew there were experts in this place.
The debauchery that night was really due to drinking. When he came to the restaurant again, he could see at a glance that the location of this place happened to suppress this extremely dangerous place, making it possible for this person to have his hands broken and his feet broken.
After the severed head, the stinking land was transformed into a still habitable flat house.
This feat is not something that just an ordinary person can do, it is obviously the work of an expert. Also, there are more monsters than people in this ghost place. As soon as they came in, they followed the monster locking tower, but the people in this place are different from other people.
The people in the land are different, and the demons are also different. In addition, there is good wine here that can make him intoxicated.
In this case, just take a break and take a break.
Chen Shi had been living in Chang'an Lane since that day, but he was quite happy. He fell asleep on the branches of the big sycamore tree. It was raining in the sky, but he didn't care at all. He leaned on it and staggered all night. In the morning
The whole body can still feel dry.
What puzzled him was that since he was kicked out once, none of his old acquaintances seemed to recognize him. Whether they were coming in or out for a drink, they never talked to him again. He even wanted to attend a party at night.
Even those stinky monsters in the night party under the parasol tree will disperse in anger.
However, he is a swordsman in the world and travels all over the world. He doesn't care about this kind of exclusion. As long as he can drink that kind of wine once every three days, it is enough. At other times, it doesn't matter who he loves.
"Brother, I'm here again today. The old rule is, two taels of Nanke, one dream, and one pound of millet wine." Chen Shi handed over the 217 yuan, and then went ahead to buy a tael from Xu Weini.
The grilled sausage, which costs only 1 yuan, is treated as an appetizer. I bring it over, take a bite of the grilled sausage, and drink half a catty of wine.
That Nankeyi Meng Jingui, he has learned well now and will not drink it all in one breath. He will sit there and taste it slowly, experiencing the hazy feeling of the blending of dreams and reality, and he can stay drunk all night long. It is really like coming to a fairy city.
Don't change.
"By the way, why did you choose this name, Chen Shi?"
"Because people think I should be called this name, little monster. If you had been so arrogant in front of me a few years ago, I would have peeled off your skin and exchanged it for drink money."
Mr. Pi curled his lips disdainfully: "Bragging."
"Hahahahaha... you little monster."
Chen Shi looked a little embarrassed and a little funny when he was drunk. He didn't sit down, just leaned against the window and watched the pattering autumn rain outside. After a while, the guests had almost left, and he
But he was still swaying back and forth with his drink in his arms, looking lonely and lonely.
"Smelly drunkard, the boss gave it to you." Master Pi threw a plate of broad beans on the table in front of Chen Shi.
Chen Shi lowered his head and took a look, and was immediately overjoyed. He cupped his hands towards Brother Zhang from afar, then sat down and tasted the taste of the wine with broad beans.
This guy is the only person in Chang'an Lane who is awake and drinking Nanke Yimeng. There are people who have tried to imitate him and drank, but everyone who has tried it says they can't handle it. It's the kind of thing that's somewhere between intoxication and sobriety.
The feeling of peeling off was so strong that it felt as if all the limbs and bones had been torn apart. It was stronger than the strongest wine, but Chen Shi was the only one who endured the pain every time and looked like he was
Still enjoying it.
Some people say that this is the best drunkard among drunkards, and he will definitely die from drinking in the future, but Chen Shi doesn't care. He is not sober most of the time, and the few times he is sober, he leans on the branches of the big sycamore tree.
Looking at the sky, no one knows where he got his money, and no one knows his past.
I only heard it mentioned a few times through a few monks who often come here to eat and drink. They said that this guy looks like he is in his thirties, but he is actually an old man of nearly three hundred years old. He should be the only one who has survived the end of the Dharma era.
No one knows how powerful a cultivator is. He has this kind of behavior when many people first met him. He is slovenly and unkempt. He is half asleep and half awake all day long. He always talks crazy things and is shameless for drinking.
He knows how to do it, and he can also do sneaky things.
It rained today and it was almost time to go overseas. After all, Mouse didn't wait to hear the story about the exorcist before he answered the phone and hurried out. Then he didn't come back for more than a week. It was said that something big happened.
But no one knows what will happen until he comes back.
During this period, Brother Zhang's place has become more stable. Although his reputation is growing, his limited-supply marketing plan has indeed driven away many customers, but he doesn't care because it is too noisy and makes him feel uncomfortable.
So comfortable.
Of course, the most important dish will be on the shelves tomorrow. After more than ten days of preparation, the Ananda Dragon Soup is finally here.
"Little monster, how old are you this year?" Chen Shi suddenly looked at Mr. Pi who was cleaning next to him: "Why are you still with such a low level of cultivation?"
"Fuck you."
"You're a little monster, full of filthy words." Chen Shi chuckled, turned away and stopped talking to Master Pi. He just picked up a broad bean, put it in his mouth with the shell attached, and chewed it loudly.
.
After Mr. Pi cleaned up, he came to Brother Zhang and threw the guy on the table. He pointed at Chen Shi over there and said, "Why did you let that stinky drunkard in? He smells like alcohol and consumes
It doesn’t cost much and it takes up space.”
Brother Zhang didn't answer Master Pi, but just patted her on the head, and then took out the Qiankun roast chicken that Master Pi won tonight. When he saw his favorite chicken, Master Pi's anger immediately dissipated, and he sat down
Then Kaka started chewing.
"Have you seen Meng Jie recently?"
"No." Master Pi raised his head in the middle of his busy schedule and said, "I heard that he was locked up at home and not allowed to go out. It seems like a rat complained."
Brother Zhang nodded: "That's right, her child is a bit willful."
"Where's the dead rat? I haven't seen him for a long time."
Brother Zhang shrugged and said that he didn't know where the rat had gone, and he hadn't contacted him in the past few days. If it weren't for the fact that his daily VX exercise steps were very stable, everyone would have felt that he had died heroically.
"Yes! Zhang Yao hasn't appeared for a long time. Did they elope?"
When Brother Zhang heard Pi Ye's nonsense, he smiled and shook his head, then sat on a stool and turned on the stereo and started playing a song.
The night was already very deep, and even the sound of low-pitched music could travel very far, mixed with the sound of rain outside. When I heard it, I used a net to suppress the clouds on the spot, and at this time, a small green snake wandered over,
He climbed up to the counter and wrapped it around Brother Zhang's wrist.
Brother Zhang took it down and put it in a plastic box filled with hay. The little green snake stuck out its tongue and fell asleep.
This is either a rare species or an ordinary grass snake. Brother Zhang only keeps it as a small pet, but he still can't figure out how such a little thing crawled across dozens of kilometers from the cemetery to here.
Come.
However, after it settled here, it lived a leisurely life and didn't eat much. Three quail eggs a day was enough. Brother Zhang also took it to show it to the two green and white snakes. He was a serious person.
The snake spirit said, this is just an ordinary little snake, without any evil spirit, and it is a young snake just born this spring. If you want it to become a human, you will have to wait for three hundred to five hundred years. If you still want to
If it turns into a good-looking girl, it won't take seven hundred years for her to survive.
Brother Zhang used to think it was the reincarnation of a spiritual snake, but now it seems that it was just a fate on the roadside. However, Brother Zhang really likes this clingy little snake and not only makes it a separate box of doubanjiang.
I made a nest and made a drawer for it in the house for the winter, which was filled with urala grass bought from the northeast.
"Do you want to sell this snake?"
While Brother Zhang was sitting there listening to music and teasing snakes, Chen Shi suddenly walked up and said, "Make a price."
Brother Zhang shook his head: "I won't sell it."
"Why not sell it?"
"Why sell?"
The conversation between the two was very boring, but it could be seen that Chen Shi, a die-hard drunkard, really liked the little grass snake, but he did not insist anymore, he just sat there and smiled, rubbing his hands: "If you invite me to drink, I will
Let me tell you a story."
Brother Zhang picked up a jar of Nuerhong from the side. Chen Shi shook his head and pointed to the jar of the cheapest millet wine in the corner: "That's a man's wine."
After changing the wine, Chen Shi sat there and teased the little green snake that had been trying to bite him with his fingers: "The little thing is quite fierce."
"Yeah, it's not close to the outside world." Brother Zhang sat there and laughed: "Are you really going to tell a story or are you going to cheat and drink?"
"Talk, of course." Chen Shi said with a smile: "There must be a beginning."
Brother Zhang sat there and thought for a while, then asked: "I heard that you are a three hundred-year-old swordsman?"
"Me? Three hundred years old?" Chen Shi turned his head and thought for a while: "Maybe, there are no years in the mountains. I don't know how old I am."
It seems that the rumors are true. I am afraid that this guy is still quite young. It is quite a big thing to resist the end of the law with his body.
"Why did you come out this time?"
"Find someone."
"Who are you looking for?"
The conversation between the two of them was just like in Gu Long's novel, short and straightforward, without so many oblique things. It looked like two swordsmen greeting each other.
"have no idea."
"have no idea?"
Chen Shi sat on the stool and smiled: "I only know that I am looking for someone, but I don't know who to look for. I'll just be lucky."
"Then your brain has been damaged by practicing cultivation? I think it was damaged by drinking." Mr. Pi interjected from the side: "With the way you drink, you must be damaged by drinking."
"Little monster, you don't understand. Wine is a good thing." Chen Shi picked up the wine glass and drank a glass: "I went down to the mountains to explore when I was nineteen years old, and retired to the mountains and forests when I was twenty-seven years old. I have been here for more than two hundred years.
I have never left the mountain gate, and I have completely forgotten everything that should be forgotten and shouldn’t be forgotten. My name was given to me by a child who said I looked like a wine-swordsman."
"Then who are you looking for? You are two or three hundred years old. I'm afraid that person has died a long time ago." The stinky fox came up and started to expose his shortcomings: "And you stinky men are probably looking for lovers."
"No." Chen Shi shook his head: "It's the enemy. That's all I remember."
"Enemy?" Brother Zhang asked curiously: "Then how are you sure he is still alive?"
Chen Shi chuckled and drank another glass of wine: "The key to the art of swordsmanship is to have nothing in your heart. If I can't find him, I won't be able to achieve perfection. Only by killing him can I achieve great success."
"Murder is illegal." Mr. Pi sneered: "I called the police."
Chen Shi ignored the talkative little goblin and just took out half a jade pendant from his arms. The jade pendant was vaguely shiny and looked like it was rippling, but it didn't look like a mortal thing: "He's not dead, this jade pendant is still shining.
He's definitely not dead."
This obsession is really powerful. A person who can't even remember his own name is seeking revenge so much. No wonder he can't reach the top of the sword. He can't let go. He probably won't be able to find that one in a day.
Enemy, he will not even die in peace.
Brother Zhang chatted with Chen Shi for a while and found out that he came down from Wawu Mountain, which is the legendary Shu Mountain. But as for the person he was looking for, he couldn't remember at all.
Asked him why he didn't have a sword, he said that he had pawned the sword for money, and that he no longer needed the sword long ago. But when Mr. Pi asked him, why didn't someone as awesome as him dare to do it in front of Brother Zhang?
While he was chattering, Chen Shi's reaction was a bit funny. He spread his hands and his face was full of impatience: "What do you know, little demon? I am striving to be a master of swordsmanship, not to be the best in the world.
"
After Chen Shi finished drinking and left, he placed a purple gold gourd on his waist at Brother Zhang's place, and said that he would stay here for a few months, and he would use this gourd to pay off his debts for these few months' wine money.
"What kind of baby is this?"
Master Pi wanted to see it, but Brother Zhang just threw it into the drawer: "The cheap stuff sold in the scenic area, PDD is ten yuan a piece."
"Fuck! I'll go find him."
But when Mr. Pi was about to go to the trouble, he was stopped by Brother Zhang. He smiled and said, "Forget it, Chang'an Lane is originally a resting place for travelers from all over the world."