That night, when it was dark, everyone began to move rustly, a big pot, a pile of fire-burning talismans, and food piled up all over the ground, just waiting for the fire to begin.

Wang Teng's mantra was recited, the fire talisman was lit, and placed under a large pot. After a while, the soup base filled with red oil boiled, and everyone began to be busy, adding various ingredients!

At this time, the little monkey took out a jar of wine from Qiankun bag, and smiled and said, "How can you lose wine at this time?"

When the others saw the jar of wine, they lit up and exclaimed: "Fotan, monkey, you can, you snatched the money house in the academy!"

The little monkey said with a bitter look on his face: "I exchanged this for the fifteen points I saved for half a year. If it weren't for the new friend of Zhang Yuanyi of this hot pot today, I wouldn't have been willing to take it out!"

If ordinary disciples do nothing, five points will be distributed into their respective tokens every month. Those who practice cultivation can spend no money without eating or drinking, but the significance is not great or even zero. Most student disciples save points to buy elixirs, spiritual weapons or some secrets.

Like a little monkey, it’s completely unusable. I don’t buy a pill every month, I don’t need a spiritual weapon on my body, and I get away with secrets and other secrets. My little monkey’s points can only be used to deduct punishment!

Yes, I made a mistake in the academy. The most common punishment is to deduct points. Anyway, the little monkey will regularly "pay" some points every month, and more or less, there will be few left in a month.

The most serious time, he was deducted for two consecutive months. During that period, he lived a living by eating dirt all day and was cautious in doing things, for fear that he would be deducted negative numbers again before paying off the bill!

Firetan is a famous immortal wine, and it is well-known even in the world.

On the one hand, the charcoal comes from the academy and is a unique type of wine unique to the academy. With the reputation of the academy, the price has risen and it was once quarreled by dozens of Bixiao coins per jar. You should know that a jar of wine is nothing for practice, no matter what, it is just for pleasure. It is really amazing to sell it at the price of Bixiao coins!

On the other hand, the charcoal tastes excellent and is the best among the strong wine. It is known as the "Three Suffers in the World" together with Maotai Feitian and Jian Nanchun!

If you don’t have the ability to drink, drinking these wines will only hurt your body.

The three types of wine have their own characteristics. Maotai Flying in the sky, one mouthful of it makes people fascinated and ascend to the sky. Jian Nanchun is like a sword energy that is messy in the stomach and intestines, making people feel heartbroken. As the name suggests, it enters the throat with one mouthful, like burning red coal rolling in the body. Life is worse than death!

The little monkey shook the wine and asked Zhang Yuan, "How is it, will it be?"

Zhang Yuanyi is still not interested in drinking at all. He has been with Zhu Zhiwen for many years. Drinking is based on talent at the beginning, and then there is a possibility of exercise.

He has excellent talent. Even Zhu Zhiwen, who has been struggling at the wine table for many years, couldn't help but exclaim: "If I had the talent for drinking, there would be no need to say that I would not be able to drink a thousand cups. I would just drink and win the prize!"

Zhang Yuanyi picked up a bowl and said generously to him: "Just pour it into the bowl!"

A bowl of it enters the throat and burns the throat with a scorching heat. The charcoal is indeed well-known!

After a few bowls, I felt hot all over and warmed up. Not long after, the ingredients in the pot were cooked, and everyone took the chopsticks and grabbed the meat!

"You little monkey, I've picked it up. You can steal it away for me, what's the point!"

"Hey, isn't this still there? Just pick it up again!"

"A little more tripe is not satisfying!"

"There is also fat beef, it's really good to simmer this thing!"

"Another bowl of charcoal!"

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It’s really strange to say that this hot pot is so spicy that it’s so spicy that it’s so full of tears, but the happier it is, the chopsticks are flying!

Everyone is in high spirits, chatting

My heart, a lot of ingredients, with a little wine, eat slowly, the ground is messy and the ground is filled with mixed things!

When the food was almost done, Shitou went to bed before several people because he was not very good at drinking.

Because of fear of being noticed, several people kept shutting the windows tightly. Now the night is dark, so no one should care about these things.

Han Mu walked to the window and pushed it open. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew in, blowing on everyone's red cheeks, which was so comfortable.

He took out the long cigarette gun from the Qiankun bag, leaned against the windowsill, took a deep breath, and slowly exuded it, like a long dragon, with blurred eyes, and a cigarette after meal was happy like a god!

The little monkey walked over and patted his butt hard, "You can't enjoy good things alone, give me one too!"

Of course, Wang Teng could not miss such an opportunity. Three people were smoking lonely cigarettes on the windowsill facing the huge bright moon.

What's rare is that Zhang Yuanyi actually went to join in the fun, but everyone knew that he couldn't smoke, so they didn't force him. Four guys, four heads facing outwards and four butts facing inwards, shaking.

The little monkey was drunk and said, "Brother Wang, how is the little girl in front of you?"

Wang Teng was angry when he heard this and said unhappy: "I won't mention it anymore. I'm a bullshit. I've agreed to break up peacefully. This guy is still pestering me, I'm very annoyed!"

He reached out to the window with a liberating look on his face, "Some people, if you miss it, that's really a damn thank God!"

Han Mu asked, "Your mistress is here today for this matter. I guess you said something harsh to her before."

Wang Teng’s failure to speak is a default.

The little monkey sighed for no reason, "Oh! What does love feel like?"

He hit Wang Teng again, leaned on his shoulder, and asked with his eyes: "What does that girl taste like?"

Wang Teng pushed him away, "Give me a claw, I'm looking for a partner, not a chicken, so why bother her."

The little monkey was disappointed, "It's boring!"

Han Mu's eyes were confused and unconscious. He took a sip of cigarettes and asked softly: "What is love?"

Wang Teng was silent and said after a long time: "The vines of trees are entangled until death, and the vines of trees are entangled when they are entangled when they are entangled when they are entangled when they are entangled when they are entangled when they are entangled when they are entangled after death, and I love you so much that I kill you!"

The little monkey cursed and said, "I don't have love, love will only affect the speed of my sword!"

But then he wiped his tears silently and cursed, "Damn!"

Han Mu seemed not very satisfied and asked Zhang Yuanyi: "What do you think?"

Zhang Yuanyi didn't know what love he had, but he knew the feeling of being liked by others. It was the kind of fear that the other party would say it and that he would hurt the other party. He managed it carefully. The relationship was like a big bubble, which would explode if you accidentally did it. But he was full of joy and was still crushed to pieces. That was unknown. However, this feeling made him feel uncomfortable at all, not at all, and it was very tormented!

The little monkey said with disdain, "I think there is still a way to save you from the sea of ​​suffering."

Han Mu glanced at him and said, "Say."

The little monkey narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "It's so even, it's time to cure it forever!"

Han Mu kicked over, and the little monkey was ready to dodge.

Han Mu continued to look at the night scene with a lonely look.

I don’t know when it started, but the night under this windowsill was given different meanings.

I still remember the girl who leaned on her shoulder and watched the sunrise with him. The fragrance between her hair and the gentle and sweet tone. She said to him, "Do you see this night look like a dark blue ocean? We are all ordinary people traveling in the ocean!"

Since then, in my eyes, the night is the sea, and I like to watch the sea at night.

But in the end, he lost the relationship with all his efforts. No matter how he tried to keep it, he still lost to the so-called fate without separation!

I can write the most moving poems in the world and the most wonderful words. I can take off the stars in the sky to make your clothes, pick up the sun and the moon, and open the way to you to pave the way for you. Time stays for you to ride a boat, but so what?

All the madness and infatuation that will not leave any way out will be given to you. In the end, the only thing that will be regretful, and in the end it will not be able to keep your heart.

Now I am very bad and very failed. I am so bad that I need to rely on the cigarette in my hand to help me survive the long and boundless night. I feel so drowsy every day, and it will be tomorrow. Who can I blame me? I will not change my nature.

With a clang, the dreams of thousands of years on earth are awake. I woke up, but when I saw the desolation, I no longer want to shout. I lost interest in everything, even if I knew that such a life was constantly going bad, even if I knew how to get rid of this state, but I didn't want to, I thought it would be so bad, I was already tired.

Chronic feeling of powerlessness can corrode people's hearts, maybe.

As for happiness? My happiness is dead! The nights that stretch out their hands from their hearts and reach into the stars are gone.

I didn’t pursue happiness a long time ago. If I had no purpose in life, no matter how much happiness was, it would be an illusion, so I would rather live in pain than pursue the so-called perfunctory. Besides, what’s the big deal after getting used to it? Day after day, no matter how difficult it is, I can endure it.

I have not abandoned my studies, had no depravity, nor had I fought hard. I just understood what I knew and didn't understand. Be an ordinary person who adheres to my duty. That's enough. No one forces me to study, and no one is worth disturbing me.

A person is free and dies.

The world is still so beautiful, but I no longer love it.

Zhang Yuanyi had never seen Han Mu like this decadent. He was crying at this moment, clearly holding on to prevent himself from leaving tears, sobbing silently, sad and sad.

The little monkey and Wang Teng patted his shoulder and whispered: "Silly child."

"He is a fool!"

I still remember that Tang Chi introduced Han Mu on the first day, and now he finally understood something.

After all, he didn't understand what this felt. He still remembered that when he was in the most painful time, he learned that his master's death. It felt like he was suddenly hit hard, and a knife was inserted into his heart. His whole mind was blank. Life was worse than death!

But this feeling disappeared very quickly. As long as he didn't think about it, it would not hurt. Even if he thought about it, it would only hurt slightly over time.

What he clearly felt was getting more and more painful and tormenting, as if the pain brought by love was increasing day by day, and it would only be superimposed and not subsided. This was the pile of pain!

After this pain reaches its peak, it makes people frightened and easily defeats a person!

Han Mu is not interested in women, but he is too old to love, so he is no longer interested.

Tang Chi suddenly sang loudly, desperately, "I knew it would be like a dream!"

"Fuck your mother's little monkey!" Someone immediately shouted and cursed from other rooms!

Han Mu laughed, and ignored these guys and sang loudly: "I won't put all my love in the same place!"

Wang Teng and Zhang Yuanyi also joined in!

"If I had known this would be like a dream."

"Why should I lock my tears in my eyes?"

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Life is like a dream, white clouds and dogs, mistakes and right, grudges and grievances are nothing more than silent sun and moon, and water passes without trace. The so-called abandonment is just a little obsession.
Chapter completed!