Eight dishes of four cold and four hot dishes, the best Shaoyao roast, and Huadiao wine were all piled on top.
Lu Xiaojia spent the whole day in the wine pool, meat, and makeup. If he had done anything else, he might have been frightened, but drinking? That happened to be one of his few strengths.
When the food and wine arrived, Lu Xiaojia immediately diligently opened a jar of Mooshao Shao. This is a fragrant liquor produced in Tongshan Town. It was known as Xiao Maotai in later generations. The alcohol content is not low, and you can't get drunk after drinking it.
Lu Xiaojia raised the wine jar and poured a bowl for Fu Yunzhao. She smiled and said, "Here, let's drink a bowl first to quench our thirst."
"Okay." Fu Yunzhao seemed to have no intention, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking, he wiped his mouth, looked at Lu Xiaojia opposite and said, "Drink too."
The more Lu Xiaojia watched, the happier she became. She felt that Fu Yunzhao's bold look reflected her thoughts, so she immediately picked up the wine bowl and drank it all without any hesitation.
Half of the five kilograms of wine in the jar was gone, and Fu Yunzhao still showed no change. Lu Xiaojiake was a little overwhelmed. Seeing that the young commander was about to suffer a loss, the follower beside him immediately said: "Miss Fu, is it boring for two people to drink too much? How about I call a few Brother, come and drink with you?"
Fu Yunzhao also seemed to have drunk too much, waving his hand and saying, "Come here, everyone. The more people there, the more lively it will be."
The follower said hello, and several Beiyang soldiers immediately came to the table. In an instant, the private room was shouting and punching. A jar of moss burned to the bottom, and Fu Yunzhao seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He stood up unsteadily and said, "I, I have to go to the toilet."
Lu Xiaojia calmed down for a while, gradually recovered, and immediately called for someone to escort Fu Yunzhao to the toilet. After half a stick of incense, Fu Yunzhao left and returned. Perhaps he had vomited, and Fu Yunzhao's face looked much better.
Lu Xiaojia looked at it and wondered, "How can this be done?" It was almost done with great difficulty. How could he still recover after going to the toilet?
With a wink, the follower understood and immediately called people to urge Fu Yunzhao to drink. Fu Yunzhao didn't say a word. When the wine was in the glass, he would not refuse no matter who came to propose a toast.
In the blink of an eye, the jar of Huadiao was finished, and the few Beiyang soldiers on the table were almost done. A young officer simply put his arm around Lu Xiaojia's shoulders and began to call him brother. Fortunately, Lu Xiaojia's thoughts were all on Fu Yunzhao at the moment, otherwise this little officer The officer will definitely be unable to eat and will have to walk around.
Seeing that the group of Beiyang soldiers on the table were dying, the follower simply ran out secretly and called another group over.
An hour later, the private room was filled with drunken Beiyang soldiers. The attendant had also been drunk and unconscious, leaving only Lu Xiaojia, who was shaking.
In his hazy drunken eyes, Fu Yunzhao in front of him went to the toilet once, his face changed from cold to bright, he stretched out a hand and waved it in front of him, and then said: "Hey, are you okay?"
Lu Xiaojia didn't have the word "can't do it" in her dictionary. She was stimulated and hummed: "Okay, why not? Come again!"
He picked up the wine bowl and before it was brought to his mouth, he shook it and dropped it on the wine table.
Fu Yunzhao chuckled, stretched out his fingers and counted, and there was no mistake. Every one of the Beiyang soldiers following Lu Xiaojia fell drunk in the private room.
The little girl Shi Shiran stood up, carefully stepped over the obstacle, and when she got out of the private room, she moved her robe twice, and the little white snake with a blush all over its body poked its head out.
Fu Yunzhao patted the little white snake on the head: "Go back and sleep. I told you not to drink so much... Is the wine so delicious? Well... The wine is quite delicious, but you can't drink too much. .”
After stuffing the little white snake back into his trousers, Fu Yunzhao jumped down the stairs and said to the shopkeeper: "They drank too much. Let's pay when they wake up."
Then he skipped out of the restaurant, ignoring the sad look in the shopkeeper's eyes behind him.
This meal with food and wine cost at least five yuan, and the people eating and drinking were a group of Beiyang soldiers. The shopkeeper didn't expect these people to give enough money, but hoped to give them a capital, so as not to cause trouble.
Fu Yunzhao came out and took a look at the sky, and immediately muttered: "It's been so long, I have to go back quickly, maybe I can make it in time for dinner."
After muttering, he chose a bay-red horse, rode on it, and headed off towards the original road.
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When Fu Yunzhao was riding back, Fei Jingting was following his master Wang Jingxuan to the back mountain.
A path in the forest twisted and turned around several huge rocks. Wang Jingxuan stopped in front of a stone wall, pointed to the cave in front of him and said, "This is it."
Fei Jingting opened his yin and yang eyes and stared at it. He only felt that the energy in the cave was slightly full, but it was far from enough to support the practice of ascetics.
At this moment, Fahui walked out of the cave and saw Wang Jingxuan and Fei Jingting. He immediately bowed his head and said, "Uncle Master, little Master Uncle."
Wang Jingxuan asked: "Do you feel anything today?"
Fa Hui shook his head with a grimace: "This disciple is stupid and can't feel Yuan Qi."
Wang Jingxuan comforted him and said: "Don't worry, you are still young. If you continue to practice for a long time, one day you will feel the energy of heaven and earth."
"I borrow the auspicious words from my great uncle. I think the opportunity to become a disciple has not come yet."
Fa Hui said a few words and excused himself. Wang Jingxuan led Fei Jingting into the cave. Once inside, Fei Jingting discovered that there was a different cave in this cave.
It was extremely narrow at first, and could only accommodate two people walking side by side. After only a few dozen steps, things suddenly became enlightened. After walking for a while, Wang Jingxuan stopped in front of a stone gate. The old Taoist gave a slight push, and the stone gate began to roll.
A gap opened in the sound, and the two of them got in through the gap.
After the stone gate, a staircase was built in the cave, and it took a while for Wang Jingxuan to stop, point to the clear water in front of him, and say: "Jing Ting can feel it again, is Yuan Qi still full?"
No need for Wang Jingxuan to say it, Fei Jingting felt the real inspiration!
From the spring water, wisps of dense air rise, formless and colorless, containing bits and pieces of spiritual inspiration. The spiritual inspiration is not as powerful as the one transformed from the system, but only a little bit stronger than the one transformed from Yu Hu.
, Fei Jingting thought about it for a while, and then decided that it was indeed possible to practice here.
Fei Jingting said: "Master, the spiritual power here is indeed much richer than the outside world."
Wang Jingxuan sighed: "The old Taoist relies on the spiritual spring here and has practiced Taoism for sixty years to achieve his current Taoism. It's a pity that compared to sixty years ago, the Yuan Qi here has become much thinner."
Fei Jingting couldn't imagine how abundant the spiritual power was here sixty years ago, but he couldn't imagine how abundant it was. His master, Wang Jingxuan, had been practicing hard for sixty years with such a meager spiritual power, and he had achieved...
Well, this is hard for Fei Jingting. He still doesn't know what Wang Jingxuan's cultivation level is.
Wang Jingxuan's martial arts method is unique. He refines essence to transform Qi, refines Qi to transform into spirit, and refines spirit to reverse emptiness at the same time. Either he will succeed in ascending, or he will lose his strength and become corpse.
However, since he has been cultivating for more than sixty years, he thinks that his master Wang Jingxuan's cultivation level is higher than his. I just don't know if I can help my master Wang Jingxuan if I have fulfilled my spiritual destiny.
"What is Jing Ting thinking about?"
Fei Jingting replied respectfully: "Master, I have a secret method that can transform the slain demons and ghosts into extremely pure Yuan Qi. I wonder if it will be helpful to Master?"
The old Taoist laughed: "So what if it is pure? I have calculated that unless the spiritual spring gushes out Yuan Qi unchanged, the old Taoist will have to practice for another two hundred years before he can hope to ascend. Jingting's spiritual inspiration is comparable to that of two hundred years. Yuan Qi born from the spiritual spring?"
"Nature is far inferior."
The old Taoist master said calmly: "Time is destiny, we as Taoists should not force it." After a pause, he said: "Let's go, this time I will take you to see why Tianmu Mountain is a Taoist cave and a blessed place. If you become a teacher in the future, Went there, Jingting wants to find a cave to practice, so he can come back here."
"Master?"
"What's the point of being a child? You can't ascend, you will always be a mortal body, and you will eventually turn into withered bones in the grave. Since Jingting has already cultivated Taoism, doesn't he understand this?"
Fei Jingting said: "It's one thing to know, but it's another thing to feel uncomfortable."
Wang Jingxuan smiled, said nothing, led Fei Jingting out of the cave, and walked for a while into the Taoist temple. From a distance, he heard Fu Yunzhao's chirping.
Wang Jingxuan said: "Go and have a look. Miss Fu is informal by nature, so don't cause any trouble."
"Yes, Master, please go and have a rest. I will go to the front to take a look."
After bidding farewell to Wang Jingxuan, Fei Jingting strode forward and saw Fu Yunzhao shouting and arguing with Fa He from a distance.
"This horse is very well-behaved. What's wrong with giving it some grain? In the worst case, I'll ask Brother Jingting to go down the mountain to buy some grain."
"This... Miss Fu, there are lush weeds outside. Just eat grass. Isn't it a bit wasteful to eat food?"
"I don't care. I promised to give it good food. I can't keep my promise."
Fei Jingting walked over and saw a bay-red horse wandering at the door... This horse seemed to be the mount of a Beiyang officer, right?
"Fahe, let's get some food. I'll buy some more food later."
"Yes, little uncle." Fahe stopped being stubborn and sighed as he went to prepare horse feed.
"Brother Jingting!" Fu Yunzhao's eyebrows curved, he opened his arms and rushed over.
The strong smell of alcohol could be smelled from a long distance. Fei Jingting dodged away and frowned: "Why are you drinking again?"
"Hehe, how can you get rid of that scoundrel without drinking?"
"I haven't asked you yet, how did you deal with that young marshal?"
Fu Yunzhao tilted his head and said: "What else can I do? I just drank half a jar of wine. I guess I haven't woken up yet."
"No other trouble?"
"No, I know the severity."
Fei Jingting thought about it and realized something was wrong, so he frowned and asked, "That's not right. With your drinking capacity, you will get drunk after only three ounces of alcohol. How did you knock someone down?"
Fu Yunzhao smiled cutely and said: "First I used Xiao Baibai to drink for me, and then I also used Liquor Worm."
As he said that, he pulled out a small white snake with a red face from his robe with his left hand, and spread out his right hand, with a fat white insect crawling on it. The insect looked like an extended version of a silkworm.
"Wine bug?"
"Yes, wine bug, this poison is of no use, it just won't make you drunk."