Everything the family had and could do was put on the table.
Wang Changhou poured wine for Luo Wanli and made tea for Mu Mu.
The wine is rice wine brewed by the villagers. The alcohol content is not high, but it still has more than 20 degrees.
The tea was wild tea growing on Tianlan Mountain, and he took Wang Xinyi to pick it himself.
The honest and responsible man from the Wang family was obviously not good at words. After filling himself a whole bowl of wine, he held the bowl in both hands, bent down slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.
Luo Wanli smiled and scolded: "Okay, two bowls of wine will make you drunk, one bowl at a time, do you expect you to drink slowly with me?"
Wang Changhou said innocently and cheerfully: "You can enjoy yourself even if you lie down on the ground and drink."
Luo Wanli picked up a piece of bacon, threw it into his mouth happily and said, "Put it down, you just need to lie down on the table, let alone drink, you don't know your last name."
"It's just to cause trouble for me and dampen my interest."
"Besides, Hu Zi's life was saved by the wood. It's natural for you to thank him. There's no need to thank me."
Wang Changhou solemnly said: "Why is it not necessary? Boss Guo hit me with a stone and I was spinning. If you hadn't found me some hemostatic medicine, I wouldn't have been able to get down the mountain."
Luo Wanli shouted: "You can't calculate like this. I passed by Dongwan Village ten years ago. Didn't your wife also save my life?"
"Your Wang family is kind to me, and my care for you is nothing more than a courtesy."
"To put it simply, I am returning a favor. Do you understand that I am returning a favor?"
Mu Mu took advantage of the situation and answered: "Huzi saved me a month ago, and I am repaying the favor by saving him today."
"Thinking of all this, he and Xin Yi recognized me as their eldest brother last night. We are a family, aren't we?"
Wang Changhou is stupid, how can he compete with the "two masters of Kunlun"?
I hesitated for a long time, unable to refute.
Wang Xinyi picked up vegetables for Mu Mu and Luo Wanli and said with admiration in his eyes: "Brother Mu Mu, you know the magic, right?"
"I have only seen the magic of raising dead human flesh and white bones in fairy tales before."
"It's said that after practicing, you will become invulnerable and immortal."
Mumu said with shame: "With a little trick, you can't live as long as heaven."
Luo Wanli winked and said, "So, how many levels of force do you have?"
Mu Mu simply said: "Sixteen now, the injury will be healed and it will be seventeen. After refining the demonic energy in the body, it will be eighteen."
"You are right. Give me another half year and I can return to a normal life."
The corner of Luo Wanli's mouth twitched, and he responded with a questioning attitude: "Eighteenth floor, this means that you have even survived the thunder tribulation."
"I survived the thunder tribulation but didn't ascend in the daytime? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Mumu pointed at the night sky and said softly: "You are not at this level, so you don't understand the mystery yet."
"Soaring in the daytime? Oh, it's just a dream."
"Oh, when I was healing my wounds in the morning, I remembered some people and things again."
"My wife is indeed Lingxi, and my third uncle is Su Xinglan, the third elder of Kunlun."
Luo Wanli covered his face and cried sadly: "I'm just telling you, how can there be anyone in this world who can surpass Senior Brother Xinglan's talent?"
"I am born with a talent for civility and martial arts. I can master it as soon as I learn it."
"I bet you are his nephew."
"Hey, hey, don't forget what you promised me, and you must not betray me."
"A young master who holds the power of life and death in Kunlun, and a senior brother Xinglan whom I fear the most."
"These two people join forces to bully me, do I still have a way to survive?"
