Chapter 2492

Now I can't even take a taxi. I haven't seen a taxi for a long time.

Suddenly, the Linquan drunkard clutched his chest tightly, and spit out a large mouthful of black blood.

"Uncle Drunkard! Uncle Drunkard, what's wrong with you!" Little Red Hair and Water Mosquito were frightened by the way he vomited blood.

"Brother, you..." I was also very nervous.

"I won't die if I don't get in the way, cough."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gasped: "Drinking too much is a side effect of Jinglu Wine. I can't leave. I have to find a place to rest first."

"The black wine you drink is called Frightening Deer Wine?" I asked.

He turned pale and nodded.

We couldn't get a taxi in the middle of the night, so we found a sheltered place to sit down and rest. At this time, there was light snow in the sky. I handed him a cigarette. He took a puff and coughed repeatedly. What he coughed up was blood. Xiaohong Mao and Shuizhi were on the left and right, and they patted his back gently in a sensible manner.

"Brother, this is very serious, why don't we go to the hospital and take a look." I said.

"No, there's no point in going to the hospital. It'll be fine after the side effects of the alcohol pass."

I nodded, took a puff of cigarette and asked, "Brother, if I read correctly, the martial arts you just used was Southern Drunken Fist, right?"

He coughed again and nodded yes.

This is the first time I've seen Zuiquan fight in action. It's not the way he raises his hands and shakes, but a very free and easy style of fighting. Anyway, he's very handsome.

"What, you want to learn?" He seemed to see through my inner thoughts at a glance.

I nodded and said that I really wanted to learn it because it was very cool.

He asked me: "What amount? How many kilograms of wine can I drink on a normal day?"

"Hmm... Two kilograms per meal is fine, but three kilograms depends on the condition." I answered truthfully.

He shook his head: "No, it's too far. In order to practice Drunken Boxing, in addition to talent, you also need to weigh ten kilograms in one meal. It is said that you will not be drunk after a hundred cups, and you will be tipsy after a thousand cups. Can you do it? "

"You can't do that! You might drink me to death!" I shook my head quickly.

He smiled and said: "This is the only special skill I have left. My master once said that drunken boxing is the most free and easy boxing among hundreds of martial arts. If you can understand that both spirit, form and mind are drunk, then you have reached the highest level. But compared to all the martial arts in the world, even compared to the Six Armors and Three Corpses, they are worthy of each other."

"Drunken Master can be so awesome!"

I asked: "Drunk in spirit, form, and mind? Are you sure you didn't break the drink?"

"Haha! No! It is a state of selflessness. If you reach that stage, you can no longer call it Drunken Master."

"Drunken Boxing has evolved? What kind of boxing has it become?" I asked curiously.

On the side, the big-hearted Shuizhi leaned his head against the wall and was already fast asleep.

Linquan Drunkard looked at the water mosquito that had already fallen asleep, and said calmly: "That kind is called Sleeping Arhat Fist.