We drank wine with Tang Xinhe until about nine o'clock in the evening, and then ended up drunk. Flower monk Cao Shanjun may have had an addiction to wine and meat for the first time since coming down the mountain. He ate quite happily, and drank a bottle of Maotai by himself.
After eating more than a dozen hairy crabs, I was already on the verge of collapse. My little eyes were wandering, and I was obviously ready to get drunk in the Tang family.
Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen had no choice but to help him and leave quickly. A family doctor sent by Mr. Tang to supervise him had clearly reminded them several times with his eyes. It was almost ten o'clock and the wine should be almost finished. There was a pregnant woman next to him.
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The place where he lives is not far away, in Chen Xia's house in Purple Mountain Villa. Since Xiang Que planned to stay in Nanjing, the key here fell into his hands.
"Crack" opened the door, and Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen walked into the house with the hungover Cao Shanjun in their arms.
"Pa" Yang Feier pressed the switch on the wall, and the room suddenly lit up.
Cao Shanjun, who was as drunk as a dead dog, suddenly raised his head, blinked his still cloudy little eyes and said in shock: "There is someone in the room, a very strong person."
Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen were stunned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean? Is there someone in the house?"
"No, aren't you drunk too much, are you pretending?" Wang Xuanzhen curled his lips and said.
Cao Shanjun staggered away from the two of them, stared and said: "This person has such a heavy sinful aura, and he also has a corrosive aura from the Nine Netherworld. This kind of person...should not appear in the world of the world."
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Xiang Que suddenly paused in his eyes and frowned deeply. Wang Xuanzhen asked in confusion: "Where is Jiuyou?"
"Under the eighteenth level of hell, it is said that there are souls imprisoned who can never be reincarnated and have committed heinous sins," Xiang Que said in a deep voice.
There are eighteen levels of hell in the underworld, which contain the souls of the dead who have committed great sins and arrived in the underworld after death. They also contain the lonely ghosts who did not enter the underworld after death but stayed in the earth to cause harm to the living. But in fact, the eighteenth level of hell
Once upon a time, the hell did not reach the end. The Nine Nethers under the eighteen levels of hell still contained a kind of sinful dead soul who had sinned so much that he was sentenced to never be reincarnated by the underworld.
"Why don't I feel it? Logically speaking, your cultivation level may not be much higher than mine." Xiang Que asked in surprise, squinting his eyes.
Cao Shanjun said: "I am just more familiar with the smell of sin. I practice the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra and I am most familiar with this smell."
Suddenly, Xiang Que, Cao Shanjun and Wang Xuanzhen raised their heads at the same time. A figure appeared on the railing of the second floor corridor above the villa hall, leaning on it with his back to the bottom.
"Whoa!" The moment he saw the figure, Xiang Que raised his hand and condensed five sword energy, ready to go out. Cao Shanjun took off a string of rosary beads from his wrist and placed them on his chest.
That man just gave them a silhouette, but in an instant he put endless pressure on the two of them.
But neither of the two nervous people noticed that the fat on Fatty Wang behind him suddenly trembled.
"Huh..." Xiang Que breathed heavily, and a stream of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The people upstairs were motionless, but it made his nerves tense.
"Dad..." Xiang Que and Cao Shanjun were nervous and wary when a very discordant voice came from behind them.
"Huh?" The two of them turned back blankly and stared blankly at the slightly excited Fatty Wang.
"Gudu" Fatty Wang swallowed, raised his head and shouted: "Dad, why are you here?"
The man upstairs quietly turned around, looked at the three people below and said, "Yes, there is something right."
"Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap," the man slowly walked down the stairs.
Xiang Que immediately glanced at Fatty Wang next to him, because the man whom Wang Xuanzhen called dad looked a bit different from him. To put it simply, he was handsome and masculine, and he was one of the most popular uncle-level figures nowadays.
, and Wang Xuanzhen can only be described as short and fat. How the hell could this be his biological child?
But in terms of showing off, they look like father and son. You said that since you are Wang Xuanzhen’s father, why do you have this mysterious way of showing up? You go in and sit on the sofa, drink some tea and wait for us.
Isn't that enough? He ran upstairs and stood there, leaving us with a rather suspenseful silhouette.
After Father Wang came down, his eyes were first fixed on Yang Feier. He glanced up, down, left and right several times, and then he squeezed out a smile that made a woman intoxicated: "This little girl from Yang Gong's Feng Shui family has a good eye for her.
Got this kid"
Yang Feier's face suddenly turned red, she bit her lip and said, "Hello, uncle."
"Yeah, okay." Father Wang nodded, and then looked at Xiang Que and said unpredictably: "It's really fate... Haha, interesting."
Xiang Que scratched his head in confusion and asked: "Uncle, what do you mean by saying something so mysterious?"
"You will understand later. Is there any wine at home? Go get it and let us drink some."
"Dad, you don't seem to have seen me" Wang Xuanzhen asked slightly sadly.
"Why, I have to kneel down for you when I see you." Father Wang glanced at him and said.
"Then why don't you talk to me?" Wang Xuanzhen asked a little anxiously.
"It's all in my heart, what can I say?" Wang Daddy waved his hand.
Xiang Que brought a few bottles of wine from the wine cabinet in the villa and put them on the coffee table. Wang Daddy took a bottle and opened it, then tilted his head and took a big gulp.
Yang Feier said in astonishment: "Does the Lafite of 1982 have to be drunk this way?"
"Drinking is all about having fun, the method is not important at all."
The wines in the Chen family's villa are all good wines, but they are not for drinking but for decoration, so when buying them, I buy them all with the highest price, just to look good.
Xiang Que came here twice, but never took a bite. He still prefers beer.
"Boy, come and do it." Father Wang suddenly raised his wine bottle and said to Xiang Que, "I want to say thank you to you on behalf of my son. You can be considered as saving his life."
"My brother, he has to step in when I have something to do. Uncle, you don't have to worry about it."
"Why didn't I take it to heart... You were too quick," Wang Daddy said calmly.
"Ah, what do you mean?" Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen were confused for a moment.
Father Wang said: "You think I can't solve that corpse king? I haven't done anything yet. I just want to temper his state of mind. I also want him to cure the corpse poison by himself. Even if he can't cure it in two years, I will
I will also take action to untie him."
"Is my biological father also so cruel?" Xiang Que asked blankly.
"Bang Dang" Father Wang suddenly took out something from his body and threw it on the coffee table: "But in the end, you can be regarded as saving his life. I have to show that this thing is yours, right? I will get it back for you.
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