"God's face really changes at a moment's notice. Suddenly, it started raining heavily, and there was thunder, which scared people to the point of flying away."
"The power of the sky is so majestic that it is unpredictable. But with the help of those officials from the Tianjian Division who study the astronomical phenomena, we don't need to waste time trying to figure it out, eating and drinking..."
"Haha, Brother Han is right. Even if the sky falls, Brother Gao will be there to support you. But aren't you worried that your sister-in-law will be scared when she is alone in the house?"
Yuzhou River, painted boat.
The brocade man, who was hugging the beautiful singer with one hand and holding a wine glass with the other, had a heavy drunken look on his face and teased Yuzhou City guard Han Zhukong.
Han Zhukong laughed at himself: "Young prince, please don't laugh at me. My yellow-faced woman makes me nauseous just looking at her. She is not as good as the Oriole girl. She has a delicate body and a soft body. The most important thing is that she can hurt people..."
"Hehe, Mr. Han's willingness to let me serve you is a blessing that I have earned over several lifetimes."
The singer whose stage name is Oriole pressed close to him and stretched out her little hand to stroke the ends of Han Shoubei's hair. This was not enough. She picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and leaned towards Han Zhukong.
Han Zhukong gulped down the wine in one gulp, looking like he was still unsatisfied.
Wine in the left hand, beauty in the right hand.
Awake to hold the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman.
How many men are unable to extricate themselves from being trapped in this beauty's nest and have fallen into ruin ever since.
The young prince laughed wantonly. Then he played with the wine glass and said regretfully: "Well, the young prince also drank tribute wine and royal wine, but when it comes to this wine, there is really nothing in the world that can compare to the Immortal Brew."
Han Zhukong's face showed hope: "Young prince, have you tasted it before? It's a pity that I didn't have this blessing. At that time, I laughed at him for being crazy about money, and he dared to sell a jar for a hundred taels of silver! Now think about it, I'm humble.
Became a frog in a well."
The young prince squinted his eyes and said, "I heard that Li Nuo seems to have several jars of Immortal Brew in his house. I don't know if he drank it."
"Li Nuo? Which young master is this? We have such a person in Yuzhou?"
Han Zhukong looked confused.
"Brother Han, have you neglected your duty? You don't even recognize Li Nuo? He is Li Zhuangyuanlang who was deprived of his title by His Majesty. He is now serving as the head of the jailer squad in the government office. Speaking of which, he can also be regarded as a military official. If he was in wartime
, can’t I just leave it to your Yuzhou garrison and dispatch?”
"Oh, so it's him? But where did he get the fairy wine?"
Han Zhukong suddenly realized.
Although Li Nuo was just a small jailer, he was famous for his great reputation.
"Xiao Wang heard that he had improved several dish recipes for Zuixianlou. To show his gratitude, Zuixianlou gave him two jars."
"That happened in the middle of last year, right? It's been a long time. I'm afraid the wine has long since been sacrificed to his internal organs."
"That's right. That's it. Let's not mention it. Let's have a drink."
But for some reason, when the wine was in my mouth, it lost the taste it had before, and even the beauty Watatsu didn't feel much of it anymore.
…
And the wine that the young prince and Han Shoubei cared about so much was being fucked three times by the Jiujianxian at this moment.
Drunkness welled up in my heart.
Jiujianxian hugged the wine jar and fell asleep.
certainly.
The news that someone was stealing wine soon reached Li Nuo's ears.
At first, he thought he had been robbed and had to be sent to the government to beat him up. But after listening to the steward's description, Li Nuo's heart became uneasy...
Drink.
Drink to your heart's content!
The more you drink, the more you owe.
This is the Jiujianxian, the second-level Taoist master of the Taoist realm!
People who want to get on this line can’t find a stepping stone.
You really get whatever you want.
Li Nuo was so happy that he died.
"Madam, I have found a supporter!"
Li Nuo's face was filled with excitement.
"Who is it?"
"Hehe, let me give you a break for my husband first. He has a weird personality. People who like him can become his friends even if they are traders and lackeys. If he doesn't like him, even relatives of the emperor will be kicked out by him.
"
"You are really weird. Are you reliable?"
"Haha, don't worry, my husband and he have a good relationship. It's getting late today so I can't disturb him. I'll go see him early tomorrow morning."
"Well, the slave family doesn't know these things, so they listen to their husband in everything."
Ye Qingyu said meekly.
"It's late at night, madam, my husband has come to serve you and go to bed..."
Li Nuo hugged Ye Qingyu onto the bed.
"ah……"
Ye Qingyu couldn't help but exclaimed.
This night...
The power of God is unpredictable, and it has not disturbed many people's dreams.
Half an hour later, Li Nuo fell asleep carelessly, but Ye Qingyu couldn't fall asleep.
Thunder in March brings all things to life.
But what fell from the night sky at this time was not spring thunder!
This is clearly someone trying to overcome the tribulation!
Could it be the third-grade strongman who sneaked into her house at night?
Ye Qingyu couldn't hide her excitement, so she immediately put on a shawl, walked out of the inner room gently, came to the courtyard, and looked up.
The heavy rain was like a waterfall, washing the entire city of Yuzhou, but there were no raindrops within a foot of Ye Qingyu.
The fourth grade of Tianji Dao is [Celestial Master], which is extremely simple for Ye Qingyu to slightly change some celestial phenomena.
"Miss, can't you sleep either?"
In the courtyard, Qiluo was holding a sword and feeling the power of thunder in the rain.
The strongest move among the Four Seasons Swordsmanship she has practiced is the Thunder Sword. When encountering a thunderstorm, she will naturally not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to gain insights.
"There are people who are overcoming the tribulation. They are either sword sects or Taoist sects. Their strength is at the peak of the third level. Once they survive, they will be second-level strong men."
Ye Qingyu raised her head and stared at the night sky.
This kind of opportunity to witness the tribulation in person is really rare.
…
Early the next morning.
It's sunny after the rain.
Li Nuo directly skipped work and went to the small workshop in Dongcheng, where he met the Jiujianxian who was still sleeping soundly.
The steward looked embarrassed: "Master, who is this? He has already drank three jars of our strong wine!"
This is a full sixty pounds, is it still a human being?
"It's okay. You can give him as much as he wants to drink. Don't stop him, and don't feel bad." Li Nuo said with a smile, "Okay, it's none of your business here. You've worked hard all night, so you can go down and rest first."
Bar."
The steward left worriedly.
Li Nuo walked up, looked at the Jiujianxian carefully, and sighed in his heart, who could have imagined that this is the most free and elegant Taoist leader in people's hearts?
Looking at it now, with disheveled hair and snoring, he is clearly a sloppy drunk!
In fact, sometimes Li Nuo is quite envious of this guy, who can practice every breath and breath in his sleep. It is said that he has been friends with the Buddhist Arhat who subdues the dragon for many years, and once exchanged the "Dream Heart Sutra"...
"Junior sister, junior sister..."
The wine sword fairy muttered something in his dream.
"I'm still thinking about your junior sister even when I'm asleep. Didn't you say that you wanted to introduce me to me? You are not kind, and you don't mean what you say."
Jiujianxian’s junior sister is naturally the current national master Ji Xiyao!
"Go on to sleep, I'll come see you later."
Li Nuo closed the door and left quietly.
In a drunken dream.
Jiujianxian turned over and continued to murmur: "Junior sister, junior sister... I will introduce you to a friend. His family has many, many fine wines..."
Is he really a drunkard and a swordsman?
No.
In fact, the exercises he practiced were closely related to alcohol, which forced him to drink alcohol every day.
And the stronger the wine you drink, the faster your Qi will increase.