After all, Rakshasa Bird agreed to Bai Gaoxing's plan.
Bai Gaoxing separated from her, went to the street, and found Mrs. Molong who was buying wine.
He pulled Atai aside and gave some instructions.
A Tai nodded and whispered: "Look, if they don't beat me, I will let them beat me."
"Don't worry, are you looking for a beating or something? Just try to be as realistic as possible." Bai Gaoxing said.
Seeing Auntai nodding, he felt relieved.
When they parted, they saw that Lao Niu had been staring at them both.
Lao Niu gave Bai a happy look and shook the wine gourd in his hand.
Bai Gaoxing nodded to him and left the city back to the camp.
On the way, he circled around and looked at the camp to the south in the distance.
It is said to be a camp, but there are very few protective measures, just some tents.
Now the setting sun is setting in the west, dyeing the white tent some blood red, which complements the river not far from the camp.
Night fell quickly, and Molong Atai and the others bought back a cart full of wine, some cooked meat, and a calf.
"I met him on the road. The owner said he died of illness." Mrs. Molong said proudly, "How is it?"
"Not bad." Bai nodded happily.
The martial artists lit a bonfire early in the middle of the camp and were waiting for them.
Now when I see a calf, I don’t need to say hello, I immediately run over and carry it to the river to process it and then put it on the rack for roasting.
Others followed suit, and Lao Niu glanced at them both for the last time and went to sit by the bonfire.
"How is this wine?" Bai Gaoxing asked Atai quietly.
"Don't worry, it's Lao Niu who picked it. He often drinks strong liquor, which goes straight to the head and doesn't have enough stamina." said Molong Atta.
That's good. Bai Gaoxing was afraid that these people would get too drunk and just lie there motionless.
The two of them returned to the bonfire, and just as they were about to sit down, someone behind them said, "There's someone asking for a drink, why didn't you call me? Count me in!"
The Rakshasa bird comes out of the darkness.
Some martial artists knew Rakshasa Bird and knew that she had an unusual relationship with Bai Gaoxing, so they greeted her one after another.
They sat down around the campfire, touched Long Atta's forehead and said, "Look at my brain, the brother in the south camp is still waiting for me to change the dressing."
He stood up and bowed his hands to everyone, "I'm sorry everyone, I'll come back as soon as I can."
Everyone laughed and scolded him and let him go.
Bai Gaoxing took a jar of wine and opened the mud seal with one hand.
"It's too petty to drink from a wine bowl. Let's drink from a jar and drink with it open. Anyone who doesn't drink too much today will look down on me, Lao Bai."
"Okay!" the martial artists responded one after another.
For a while, there was a constant sound of slapping the wine seal open with hands, and some people drank greedily without waiting for the wine to be in vain.
These days, my mouth is almost out of sight, but it’s still fun to drink.
As for the old cow who loves wine, it is a rare opportunity to drink freely. Holding a bottle of wine is like holding an old lover.
Bai Gaoxing raised the wine jar and greeted everyone: "After tonight, we are brothers. If I, Lao Bai, do anything wrong in the future, I hope everyone will forgive me."
"Old Bai, we are all brothers, you are making a fool of yourself by saying this." said the buck-toothed martial artist.
He and Bai Gaoxing have known each other for the longest time. They came from the same team.
Because he had raped more than thirty women from good families, he could no longer stay in the northern part of the Eastern Wasteland, so he simply came to the Central Plains to make a living.
"Yes, we are brothers. Even if you do something wrong, in the eyes of brothers, it is still right." The martial artist with a pockmarked face said.
He owed a lot of money in a brothel and even got killed. However, he failed to fulfill his responsibility as a father and was wanted by his daughter's city lord, so he came to the Central Plains.
"Okay!" Bai Gaoxing toasted to them.
With Master Mazi's words, the apology in his heart eased a lot.
At this moment, the meat was already sizzling on the campfire, oil was dripping down, and the aroma of meat filled the air.
Bai Gaoxing took out his knife and took the lead in cutting off a piece of meat from the calf. Everyone began to eat large pieces of meat and drink large amounts of wine.
During this period, some people even sang songs, talked dirty words, and boasted.
Wine does not intoxicate people, people intoxicate themselves.
These people are desperadoes, living a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. It is rare to have such an opportunity to relax, sing and laugh, and they will be drunk after a while.
There are also many ugly things.
Some are crying because they were cuckolded by their wives and complaining about their grievances; some feel that their fate is unfair because they were not blessed with handsome looks.
Some were good people, but were forced by life to become evil; others had the ambition to kill all the monsters in the world, but accidentally killed someone by mistake.
"I thought he was a monster." The martial artist felt aggrieved.
More importantly, martial arts masters do it for money. They think they can make a lot of money by becoming a demon-hunting master or a martial arts master. In the end, they cannot make ends meet and simply become evil people who can make money quickly, and step by step they fall into the abyss.
There are even people crying that they are not born as girls, "He fell in love with that little bitch!" A martial artist hugged Mazi and said.
"Brother, I understand you, I understand you." Master Mazi patted his back and moved down unconsciously.
The only one who was still awake was Lao Niu. He was sitting in a corner, drinking wine quietly.
Bai Gao glanced at the sky and saw that time was almost up.
Just as he was thinking, "Oh, oh, oh." Mrs. Molong limped, covered her face, and dragged herself out of the darkness.
Bai stood up happily and asked, "What's going on?!" He asked pretending to be ignorant and concerned.
He pulled away the hand that covered Mrs. Long's face. Although he was prepared, he was still shocked when he saw the wounds on his face under the firelight.
"He, his mother!" Bai Gaoxing was really surprised.
Those grandsons were too cruel. They were beating him to death. His face was blue and his eyes were swollen as if he had been stung by a bee.
Auntai's right raised arm was covered in black and blue.
If A Tai hadn't secretly winked at him to indicate that he was okay, Bai Gaoxing would have sent him to the doctor first.
"Who, who did this!" Bai Xingxing said angrily.
He was really angry.
In his expectation, Atai would only receive a few slaps at most in Nanying, but now he was beaten like this!
What a bully!
The martial artists who were talking behind them all looked sideways.
After seeing the injuries on Atai's face, the buck-toothed martial artist stood up and said, "Damn it, who doesn't have eyes to dare to bully our Atai?"
"Yes, which grandson did it?"
The martial artists stood up one after another, filled with righteous indignation.
Drinking wine is the time when you are most loyal.
Molong Ataita said aggrievedly: "Nan, the people in the camp in the south did it. He, they didn't pay the medical fee, and even beat me! Their leader said that I don't have eyesight, and I don't know who I am.
You dare to ask him for money."
"Damn it, this is too bullying! You think we in Beiying are easy to bully!" Before Bai could speak happily, the buck-toothed martial artist said angrily.
Not to mention the friendship they had just established with Bai Xinghao, but A Tai always treated their illnesses, and everyone respected him.
It's the time when you're drunk and your blood is boiling.
The buck-toothed martial artist puffed up his sleeves and said, "Old Bai, we can't just let it go and settle the score with them, otherwise they will think we are easy to bully."
"Yes, we have to make steamed buns even if we don't argue with each other to get this situation back." Martial Master Mazi said.
Seeing how indignant they were, Bai Gaoxing became even angrier.
"Damn it, if you dare to hurt my brother, Lao Bai, I'll make him walk around without food!" He pulled out the knife, "Brothers, go settle the score with them!"
He took the lead and ran towards the south camp with a bright knife in hand.
The drunken and well-fed desperadoes responded one after another, carrying the weapons they never left behind, and followed Bai Gaoxing to the south camp.