"Here are two jars of wild mountain fire." Ben Yali walked to a wine shop on the edge of the night market, sat down at an empty table as usual, and greeted the shopkeeper, "This young master is treating me to a treat."

"Okay." The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a big belly and a rag on his shoulder, looking like he is smiling at Maitreya.

He looked at Ben Yali, then at Lan Feng, and said hesitantly: "Do you want a big fire or a small fire?"

"Of course it's a big fire." Ben Yali said with a smile, "It's not my first time here. When have I ever had a small fire?"

The shopkeeper stopped talking and came over with two wine jars, placing one on the low table in front of Ben Yali.

Lan Feng frowned greatly when he saw it, because this small wine shop was really too shabby. There were a few greasy small tables, and beside the tables were several smaller low stools. People were sitting on the low stools, or just squatting.

They are almost the same and very indecent.

The air was filled with the smell of braised peanuts that others brought to drink, smelly dry seeds, and the smell of people's sweat after a day's work. Even compared to the barbecue stall he and Lan Qiao ate at outside Jinan City, it was far inferior.

It's not like the polite place he is used to visiting.

He put down the bamboo pollen and braised duck feet in his hands, glanced at Ben Yali who was sitting contentedly on the stool, and said without giving up: "What is a big fire, and what is a small fire?"

The shopkeeper of Qiaidian presented them with two coarse porcelain bowls and replied smoothly: "The wine sold in our shop is called 'Wild Mountain Fire'. It is a common local shochu. According to the different cooking methods, it is divided into 'Big Fire' and 'Ye Shan Huo'."

Xiaohuo', the big fire is so strong that ordinary people can't drink more than three bowls, while the small fire is much milder and more in line with the public's taste. This girl drinks a lot, and only drinks the big fire every time she comes here. She is really a hero among women."

Ben Yali didn't know whether she heard the shopkeeper's words, she was greedily eating the bamboo pollen that night.

Bamboo pollen was a popular snack at the time. It was made from special rice noodles, sauce and dried bamboo flowers soaked in water. Compared with ordinary rice noodles, it has less water content under the same weight, so it has a better taste and taste.

Feeling of satiety.

There is nothing dignified about her status as a princess in the way she eats, and she is just like a street boy. She holds the bowl in one hand, and uses chopsticks in the other hand to put the powder and sauce into her mouth, and then chews it with big mouthfuls.

While chewing, he said to Lan Feng vaguely: "Pour some wine."

Lan Feng gave a wry smile and poured wine for Ben Yali and herself.

Ben Yali was not polite, picked up the wine bowl and drank three big sips, then put the wine bowl on the table, wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, and laughed: "Good wine!"

Lan Feng smelled the pungent smell of alcohol in front of him and thought to himself, I'm afraid you've never tasted real good wine. However, there was a beauty in front of him, and since he had invited her to drink, he couldn't give in and let her look down upon him at this time, so he had to pick up the wine.

He took a sip from the wine bowl.

This wine was extremely spicy, and when it entered the throat, it was like swallowing a piece of red-hot charcoal. Lan Feng's brows suddenly twisted into a big knot like a walnut, and then he coughed violently.

Seeing him coughing out tears, Ben Yali reluctantly pushed the noodle bowl with only three sticks left in front of him and said, "Eat some of this."

If Lan Feng was granted amnesty, regardless of whether Ben Yali had used the bowl or chopsticks, he wolfed down the few remaining vermicelli noodles together with the soup until every drop was left, which slightly relieved the discomfort in his mouthpiece.

Ben Yali looked at Lan Feng's embarrassment with great interest, especially when she saw that he even licked the bottom of the bowl and chopsticks clean. She somehow felt something strange in her heart, so she took out a braised duck foot and threw it to

He said in the bowl: "Eat another duck foot."

"Don't you want to eat it?" Lan Feng picked up the duck's foot, hesitated for a moment, and then nibbled it on.

Benya Li smiled and said: "I'm not as useless as you." After saying that, she picked up her wine bowl, tilted her neck and drank it all, then put down the wine bowl without changing her expression, and refilled herself.

Lan Feng said with emotion: "If someone covets your beauty and wants to knock you down by pouring wine, I'm afraid it won't work."

"That depends on the person." After drinking a bowl of wine, Ben Yali was in a much better mood and said with a sly smile: "With some people, you won't get drunk even if you drink a thousand cups, but with other people, you won't get drunk.

You might get drunk after drinking less than half the glass."

"It seems that I am one of the former 'certain people'." Lan Feng tried to take another sip of wine and said, "Don't look down on people, I just wasn't prepared and got choked."

He held his breath, drank the wine in the bowl in one breath, then picked up the duck's feet and took a bite. He suppressed the burning discomfort in his stomach and said, "Look, isn't it just drinking."

Ben Yali smiled like a child, took the initiative to fill up another bowl of wine for Lan Feng, and said calmly: "Tell me, why are you targeting Liu Jing?"

Lan Feng finished eating a duck foot and asked without answering: "Did Hua Yuxi tell you about the Erqi Meeting?"

Ben Yali shook her head and said: "I have only heard of such a name, but I don't know what their intentions are."

"To put it simply, the Erqihui is an organization composed of military, political and business figures who conspire to cause unrest in the world in order to profit from it. Liu Jing, Hua Yuxi and An Xiaohan are all core members of this organization." Lan Feng

Seeing Ben Yali finish another bowl of wine, he hurriedly drank half of the bowl with her, and continued: "They formed an interest alliance with the White Lotus Sect, and invited a group of Mongolian masters headed by Arutai to help. At the beginning,

We want to escape Yueyang, don't you, Arutai and the others cooperate with Liu Chang, Zuo Dao and the masters of Chu Shuicheng to intercept us?"

Ben Yali tilted her head and thought for a while and said: "Actually, my purpose of joining Arutai and the others is very simple, which is to find an opportunity to kill Mongoli. As for who Arutai works for, and how to fight with you.

For what reason, I didn’t think much about it.”

Seeing that Ben Yali was distracted by him, Lan Feng was secretly happy and secretly poured half a bowl of wine on the ground. Then he showed her the bottom of the bowl as if he had finished drinking it, then refilled it for himself and sighed: "You are the one

Because he was blinded by hatred, he was taken advantage of by Hua Yuxi."

Ben Yali finished another bowl, then finally picked up a duck foot and ate it: "Actually, if you think about it carefully, when I had hatred, I lived quite a simple life. I just practiced martial arts every day and thought about how to take revenge. I will wait until I find out.

When there are no enemies, one becomes confused, as if one has suddenly gained a vast sky. Although one is free, one does not know where to go."

Lan Feng repeated his old trick, taking advantage of Ben Yali's unpreparedness, drinking half a bowl and pouring half a bowl, and then refilling himself: "In that case, why not go back to Ryukyu? Your brother must have missed you after being away from home for so long.

?”

"He won't miss me. His whole life has been dedicated to hatred." Ben Yali snorted, drank another bowl of wine and said: "My home in Ryukyu has never been warm. Besides getting drunk every day, my brother

Even if he forces me to practice martial arts like crazy, he will get angry if I slack off even a little bit, and will even hit me with a whip to force me to practice harder."

Lan Feng resisted the urge to say the words "Come with me", filled up another bottle of wine for Ben Yali, and said with a sigh: "You can't chase the past, so let's think about the future. I'm blind in the capital every day.

It's not like you're just living your life, why don't you find a serious job?"

"Let's take it one day at a time. You haven't told me yet why you are going against Liu Jing or Erqihui." Ben Yali glanced at Lan Feng and signaled that the wine bowl in front of him was still there.

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Lan Feng smiled awkwardly and hurriedly drank with him. This time because Ben Yali was staring at him, he didn't dare to play any more tricks, so he had to drink the whole bowl and replied slowly: "Maybe it's also because of hatred, because my father

It was the conspiracy of the Erqihui that killed him."

When he said this, he suddenly felt the smell of alcohol welling up, and his head began to become dizzy: "Actually, I am not qualified to speak to you, because like you, I was forced by fate to embark on this path.
Chapter completed!