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1100. Chapter 1100 Dirty wine in court

Walking to the atrium, the King of Hell saw countless boy-like people digging the ground in the yard. The digging was not deep, only about four feet deep. After the soil was loosened, they dug with their hands until it was

A wine jar was dug out of the ground.

Dig out the old jar and fill it with a new jar.

These little boys come and go, dig and bury things. They are very skillful in their movements. You can see that they often do this kind of thing.

They are making wine. The so-called fermentation is to bury the newly brewed wine in the ground, then sprinkle some spices in the soil, and then fill it with soil. As time goes by, the smell of those spices and herbs will penetrate through the clay.

Seep into the jar.

When you take it out after a hundred and eighty years, the wine has aged, and you can smell the aroma of aging wine without opening the can.

"Is the Barefoot Immortal at home?" King Yama asked the children with a polite smile.

Before the children could speak, they saw a fat girl with wide eyes rushing from the back room. The girl was about the same height as the top and bottom, and her face was as round as a pancake. She had her hands on her hips and was not polite.

He poked the Lord of Hell's front and said: "Where did you come from, the black-faced old monster! How come you don't follow any rules, how can you just break into other people's houses casually? This is the house of the Barefoot Immortal, how can you just enter it casually?

of."

This means that if the Lord of Hell has a good temper, other immortal kings and ghost officials would have jumped out of control. The Lord of Hell is strict with himself, but he is not so strict when it comes to leading people. On weekdays, when he ignores official business, he has a very bad temper.

Tender.

He was slightly startled, put his official hat on his head, and said: "I swung the knocker on the door, but no one answered the door. I happened to see that the door was ajar, so I came in. I have something to do with the Barefoot Immortal, but he is at home?"

The little girl became more energetic, her voice became louder and louder, and her pigtails almost reached the sky: "My master is not here, please leave quickly, don't delay our wine."

"But there are guests coming?" A voice came from the back room, and then came out a young man wearing a long coat who looked very elegant.

The fat girl shook her body and shouted: "What kind of guest is this? This black-faced monster is not a good person at first glance. Senior brother, please drive him away."

The young man frowned and said, "Junior Sister, please don't be rude." He took a step forward, raised his hands to the King of Hell and said, "Don't be surprised if the kid is ignorant. I am Boyuan, the first disciple of the Barefoot Immortal. He is not here.

Heaven, I went down to earth to catch monsters, and it may take a day and a half to come back. Do you have something to do with him?"

The King of Hell said melancholy: "There's something going on, and it's a big deal."

The young man said: "You can tell me in detail, and I will definitely convey it to Master."

The King of Hell shook his head and said: "This matter is getting serious. I need to talk to him in detail in person. Only after the prophet understands him can I go to find the Emperor of Heaven with him."

Boyuan bowed again and said: "You haven't asked me about the name of this Immortal Lord yet?"

The King of Hell waved his hand and said: "I am not an immortal king. I am just in charge of the three acres of land in the underworld."

Boyuan was horrified and said: "You...are you the Lord of Hell?"

The King of Hell casually agreed.

Boyuan took advantage of the opportunity and glared at his junior sister who was not big or small. When he spoke to the King of Hell again, he became warmer: "Hey, King of Hell, please come to your room. Why don't you come to heaven in advance?"

As for us, it's better for us to be prepared. Make some of your favorite dishes in advance."

The King of Hell sat down and said with a dark face: "Those are unnecessary. I am here only for official business."


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