Qin Xiaotian smiled and said: "Don't look at me... Haha, it's better to resolve enemies than to end them. If there is no life-and-death enmity, it's better to resolve them. I'm afraid the opponent's strength is not something Lujiazhuang can withstand."
"Fart!" Ouyang Shuangcheng was furious: "So many of my brothers died in his hands, this feud is settled."
Qin Xiaotian spread his hands indifferently and said with a smile: "Whatever you want... Master Lu, not all practitioners may be as easy to talk to as me."
Qin Xiaotian didn't care about Ouyang Shuangcheng's scolding. He had already saved him once. If he insisted on wanting to die, no one else could stop him. Lu Jiang said: "Brother, don't curse, he just saved your life."
Ouyang Shuangcheng's complexion was very dark. After hearing Lu Jiang's words, his face became even darker, and Qi Qi Ai Ai was speechless.
Qin Xiaotian laughed and said: "It's just a convenience, no need to thank me, okay, let's go meet this powerful Taoist priest."
A large number of villagers gathered at the entrance of the village, dozens of them armed with crossbows. Outside the village gate stood a man wearing a green robe, holding a fly whisk in his hand, pacing back and forth at the entrance of the village, swinging wildly. With the whisk in his hand, he raised his head and looked inside from time to time.
A banker shouted loudly: "The owner of the village is here, the owner of the village is here."
Mr. Lu took the lead. As soon as he stepped out of the village gate, he clasped his fists and saluted, and said loudly: "What is the purpose of Taoist priest coming to my Lujiazhuang?" Lu Ming and Qin Xiaotian followed him from left to right.
Ouyang Shuangcheng did not come out. Under Lu Jiang's dissuasion, he stayed in the room to rest.
Qin Xiaotian still smiled and looked at the Taoist priest curiously.
A green robe, a white silk ribbon tied around his waist, a row of five yellow small gourds hanging on the silk ribbon, a whisk in his hand, eight-eared hemp shoes on his feet, a pair of goatee, and a light His eyebrows were raised slightly, looking energetic.
The old Taoist priest's eyes paused on Lu Jiang for a moment, and then immediately turned to Qin Xiaotian. His cultivation level was not high, so he could not see through Qin Xiaotian, but he intuitively felt that this man was a cultivator like himself, and he was secretly surprised. Unexpectedly, There are actually cultivators in Lujiazhuang.
He ignored Lu Jiang's question and said directly to Qin Xiaotian: "What's your surname, fellow Taoist?"
Lu Jiang couldn't help but get angry. No one had ever dared to be so rude to him, a black and white hero. He pulled out his sword and designated a Taoist. He shouted: "Traitor! Look at the sword!" Then he jumped up.
Qin Xiaotian suddenly grabbed Lu Jiang's back collar with his second hand, pulled him back in the air, and said lightly: "Don't go!"
The dealers had incredible expressions on their faces. Everyone knew how good the dealer's martial arts were, but he was actually caught by Qin Xiaotian, and he was still under his strength.
After being shocked, everyone couldn't help but laugh. This was too exaggerated. The dignified owner of the Lu Family Village, the eldest man in everyone's mouth, was actually turned around by a young man.
Lu Jiang's face turned red. Before he could speak, Qin Xiaotian said, "That's a cultivator. It's not something a mortal can resist." He stopped him with good intentions.
But as a big tycoon and a well-known hero in the world, how could Lu Jiang let go of his dignity and shouted: "Don't stop me!" He raised his sword again and jumped forward.
This time Qin Xiaotian didn't take action, he just smiled and said: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer hardships before your eyes, hehe."
Lu Jiang left quickly and came back quickly. The old Taoist priest just lightly swept the whisk in his hand, and an invisible force knocked Lu Jiang backwards.
The strong wind is blowing, and the master is flying.
An upside-down fall.
Qin Xiaotian sighed, stretched out his hand to grab Lu Jiang's collar again, and shouted: "Stand still!"
Lu Jiang stumbled for a moment before he stood up. His face turned purple, as if he was about to bleed. He knew in his heart that what Qin Xiaotian just said was absolutely correct.
"My surname is Qin, Qin Xiaotian!"
As Qin Xiaotian spoke, he fired a spiritual spell, and the air around him was like firecrackers, crackling and popping.
The old Taoist priest's face changed drastically, as if there were springs under his feet, he suddenly jumped backwards, and with a "boom", a big crater exploded where he was standing, which frightened him to the point of chilling in his heart, and he kept saying: "Don't do it!" Don't do it!" He recognized that this was a rare spell that he could never resist with his little cultivation.
Cold sweat rolled down Lu Jiang's forehead. Only then did he truly see what Qin Xiaotian was capable of. He secretly thought that he was lucky, thinking that he had not relied on force, otherwise he would not have known how he died. He was captured by Qin Xiaotian just now. When he was young, he almost fell out and cursed others, but luckily God blessed him and he didn't offend this little ancestor.
Qin Xiaotian let go of the second spiritual secret and asked, "What's your surname?"
The Taoist priest said with a smile on his face: "The Sa family's surname is Tao, and Tao Yiyao is also called Taoist priest Yi Yao. You can call him Daoist priest Tao of the Sa family."
He took a few steps forward and said, "Master Lu, I want to ask for a drink at your village..." Sajia? Qin Xiaotian felt funny in his heart, this self-proclaimed name was very interesting.
Lu Jiang was surprised and happy in his heart. He had heard of Taoist Yiyao, who was a god-like figure. He hurriedly said: "Taoist, please!" A banquet was held in Qiyun Pavilion, and Ouyang Shuangcheng came over with the support of Zhuang Ke. , hiding in a room next to it. There were only four people at the banquet, Lu Jiang, Lu Ming, Qin Xiaotian and Tao Yiyao. Lu Jiang took the main seat, Qin Xiaotian accompanied him, and Tao Yiyao took the guest seat. After the four people were seated, All kinds of dishes are served in a hurry.
After completely entering the smoke realm, food is no longer important to Qin Xiaotian, and it is no problem if he does not eat for a few days. The diet in the Song Dynasty was very ordinary, far from as rich as modern diet. The banquet only consisted of fat chicken, fat duck, and fat goose. Pork, beef, mutton, a few braised fish, not many vegetables, and the wine was Lujiazhuang's own rice wine.
Unexpectedly, Tao Yiyao was an old glutton. He loved big fish and meat and was addicted to alcohol. Before the dishes were even served, he reached out and grabbed a fat goose and started to chew it.
Qin Xiaotian asked curiously: "Practice people... are they so delicious?"
Tao Yiyao said vaguely: "It's delicious... it's delicious... it's so delicious that you can't practice cultivation? Hey, if you exchange wine for a big bowl, who can bear to drink from a small wine glass!"
Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but smile. He found that this so-called Taoist priest was more like a bandit. He drank from a big bowl and ate large pieces of meat. He had a gangster-like heart under his gentle appearance. He didn't know how he practiced.
Tao Yiyao's mouth was full of oil after eating. After a while, only the skeleton of a huge fat goose was left.
Tao Yiyao laughed loudly and said: "Okay, the fat goose in Lujiazhuang is good and delicious!" After drinking a large bowl of Gong's rice wine in several gulps, he raised his head in surprise and said: "Hey, what are you doing? Don’t want to eat? This wine is a bit weak, Mr. Lu, do you have any stronger wine?”
Lu Jiang couldn't help cursing in his heart. This guy was simply not a Taoist priest. He said with a smile on his face: "Good wine... no problem." He waved to a boy and gave a few instructions, and soon someone brought some. Jar wine. He said: "This is sorghum wine. If you don't drink enough, you will get drunk very quickly."
Tao Yiyao said: "What? Master Lu, could it be that he underestimated Sajia's drinking capacity? Well, Master Lu, Sajia and you will have a competition. Whoever lies down first...isn't a good man!"
A jar of sorghum wine weighs about 20 kilograms. Even if you use a large bowl, it will take about ten bowls. Ordinary people with less capacity for alcohol may not even be able to drink a bowl. This guy opened his mouth and drank a jar.
There are all wealthy people in the world who are not good at drinking, especially big wealthy people like Lu Jiang, but they must drink with moderation. I have never heard of drinking a jar at a time. This is not rice wine, but sorghum wine. Take Lu Jiang’s Ten kilograms of alcohol is the limit, and one jar is definitely not enough. He couldn't help but secretly complain, I'm afraid he will lose this time.
Lu Ming also complained secretly in his heart. Tao Yiyao's purpose of fighting with wine was not simple. Because Qin Xiaotian was around, he could not win with force, so he used the method of fighting with wine to compete.
Thinking about the good drinkers in the village, none of them can beat Tao Yiyao. The only hope is Qin Xiaotian. Lu Ming's eyes kept scanning towards Qin Xiaotian.
Tao Yiyao had long known that if he provoked a drinking contest, no one in Lujiazhuang could win, except Qin Xiaotian, who seemed inscrutable. He clearly pointed the finger at Lu Jiang, hoping that Qin Xiaotian would not interfere.
Qin Xiaotian secretly laughed in his heart. If he had a drinking contest with the cultivators, he was seeking death. However, since he had lived in Lujiazhuang for so long, he couldn't do nothing.
Qin Xiaotian smiled and said: "Manager Lu suffered a little bit of cold the past two days. Haha, how about I drink it instead of Master Lu?"
A ready-made step was handed over. Of course, Lu Jiang would not let it go and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, the doctor ordered you not to drink too much. Mr. Qin should do it."
Tao Yiyao was also a generous person, and laughed and said: "Okay! The Sa family will compete with Mr. Qin to test their drinking capacity. The Sa family will drink first as a courtesy!" A jar of sorghum wine was poured into ten large bowls and arranged on the table.
Gudu! Gudu! Two mouthfuls per bowl, five bowls in a row.
Tao Yiyao breathed out a breath of alcohol and said with a smile: "It's so happy! It's so happy! It's been a long time since the Sa family has been so happy!" He grabbed a braised chicken and took big bites, making a loud chewing sound.
Lu Jiang and Lu Ming looked at each other in shock, wondering in their hearts: "Can Qin Xiaotian win against such a guy who can eat and drink?"
After eating a big chicken, he smeared his mouth with grease. Tao Yiyao grinned, picked up the big bowl and continued drinking. After finishing the remaining five bowls in one go, he touched his belly and said with a smile: "Well, this The wine is pretty good, haha, let’s sift the wine for Sajia!” He glanced at the crowd and said with a smile: “Mr. Qin...please!”
Qin Xiaotian smiled slightly, and with a move of his hand, a jar of wine flew up from the ground and landed in his hand. He cut off the seal of the jar with one palm, opened his mouth and took a sip, and a wine arrow shot out of the jar and went straight into his mouth. Hearing the sound of swallowing, as if falling into a bottomless pit, the jar of wine was drained in the blink of an eye. He turned the jar over to show that there was not a drop of wine left.
The whole place was silent.
Tao Yiyao's smile froze on his face and he took photos from the sky. He thought he couldn't do it.
You are not afraid of drinking. If you drink too much, you can use your true energy to resolve it. However, you cannot do the trick of volleying objects used by the opponent, which means that your opponent has a higher level of cultivation than you.
However, he was still not convinced. Anyway, with the true energy to resolve it, it would be okay no matter how much he drank, so he decided to keep fighting.
Lu Jiang was dumbfounded. The wine jar could fly up from the ground, the mouth of the rough pottery jar could be cut off with the palm of his hand, and the drinking wine could be absorbed in the air. This was simply inhumane means.
Cold sweat broke out on Lu Jiang's face. He glanced at Lu Ming secretly and saw that his expression was not much different from his own. He looked distracted.
The two of them went back and forth and made six jars of wine in one go, three jars each. When it was time to open the seventh jar of wine, the waiter reported that the sorghum wine was finished. The two looked at each other and laughed.
Tao Yiyao said: "Do you still want to drink? The restaurant doesn't have enough." After so much wine, he was still a little drunk even with the power of true energy to resolve it.
Qin Xiaotian smiled and said: "Okay, Master Lu must still have good wine at home, let's continue drinking." (To be continued)