There are many drunkards in Lihuazhai, but the one who deserves the word "massive" is Wang Kongding. Brewing is a lonely job, at least for this gang of bandits on the mountain. No one can live a leisurely life. How can I learn how to brew wine alone? I can't buy any good wine or meat with a lot of silver from the mountain robbery? However, Wang Kongding, the most rude man, had advanced wine-making skills and enjoyed doing it. He often liked to drink the wine brewed by Wang Dang in the mountains, but it was a pity that it was very rare. Li Dengfeng was the only one in the mountain who was treated like this when he came to drink.
At this moment, in Wang Kongding Courtyard, the aroma of wine lingered on the stone table.
"The moonlight is very good tonight, just the right time to kill people." After drinking heavily, Wang Kongding wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said these words unexpectedly.
"Wouldn't it be more appropriate on a dark and windy night?" The scribe's drinking posture was more elegant than that of a man. He sipped the wine and was still filled with admiration in his heart. Generally, newly brewed wine is not as good as old wine. It is not soft enough in the mouth, more spicy, and the mouth is dry when you drink it. Li Dengfeng doesn't like it very much. However, there are only a few old wines in the market. It is too far-fetched to say that there is a price but no market, but it is always the case. The supply exceeds the demand, and the wine brewed by this unkempt martial artist with a scruffy beard, the new wine tastes like old wine, smooth and fragrant. Li Dengfeng was really impressed when he first drank this wine.
The black-faced man was obviously not in the mood to sip the aroma of wine at this time. He placed the wine jar in the middle of the table with a big palm fan and replied in a dull voice, "When we were marching, we were patrolling the border. What we were most afraid of was the weather, when the moon was dark. , the vision is also poor in the dark, and it is still difficult to attack. On the contrary, when the moonlight is bright, it is quite easy to steal the camp and pull the flag without even carrying the torch." The scribe was puzzled, frowned and asked: "Since the Nine-Nation Alliance was established, the border should be supposed to be There is no friction and everything is fine with each other. How could there be any attempt to steal the camp?"
"Sour writers are sour." The big man snorted coldly, making it clear that he was too lazy to waste time on this, but muttered to himself.
"It's a good idea to invite you into the urn."
The young man and Zhu Yeqing took advantage of the moonlight to go up the mountain. Thanks to running up the mountain and walking in the woods and grass all the way, Yun Zhong's aura was still 70% to 80%, but it was a little messy, but it was not a big deal. They really admired Wu Shuang in their hearts. Did you see that my master still has two hands? Otherwise, he has not touched the top of the mountain and his breath is unstable. If he is found, it will be difficult for him to leave his body and run away, let alone do things like using his sword to defend himself and plundering the formation for the old man. . However, Zhuyeqing felt something was wrong at this time. The mountain road near Lihua Village was too quiet. As he walked, there was only the sound of the two breathing in his ears, and nothing else.
The two of them seemed to be walking through a deserted mountain. In another ten steps, they would be able to step into the gate of Lihua Village. However, there was still no one around. Not to mention the vigil, and the expected noise and clamor of people gathering for drinking was not there at all. . It seems that in this Pear Blossom Village, there has always been only one pear tree in full bloom, fragrant and fragrant, with some tender pear blossoms that have endured the wind and rain falling gently from the branches. The green bamboo leaves slowly raised their heads, and a delicate pear blossom just happened to fall on the skirt of the clothes. It fell down silently. The young man who looked sideways at the old snake suddenly felt that he could not see through the old man's eyes.
Without much hesitation, the old man walked into the village.
"You know there is something fishy, why did you come in?" Someone in the courtyard opposite the village gate whispered, and his words were filled with emotion.
The old man did not respond, but said something incomprehensible to the young man behind him, "I can't use the Teng Teng space." Following the young man's surprised look, the old man's figure disappeared, replaced by a huge green snake, shaking its head and tail, as if The muscles and bones are stretched, the scales are opening and closing, making crackling sounds. On the top of the silent mountain, like bamboo shoots jointing in spring, the back body is coiled, the snake's head is raised, the thickness of an armful, the length of the snake's head is raised, it is more than ten feet away, the pupils are erect, It's like lighting up two gauze lamps in the dark night.
The people in the courtyard seemed to have foreseen this scene, and their tone turned into a joke, saying with disdain: "Birds and beasts turn into monsters, the Taoism may not be profound, at least it is difficult to cope with the brute force. It really makes you crazy, my military advisor, If I touch you, old snake, and your tail doesn't reach three inches in front of you, I'll have to sweep you to pieces, but you seem to be too much." Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yeqing felt a warning sign in his heart, and the snake heart vomited wildly, all over his body. It was twitching incessantly, dust rose into the sky, and a shallow pit formed on the surface of the earth, which proved that what the people in the courtyard said was true. The huge power contained in this body was difficult for ordinary people to match.
The courtyard door opened, and the person who walked out was none other than Wang Kongding, who had been drinking earlier. He took a closer look and saw the old snake writhing in pain, its body gradually turning purple and black, and its scorched tail gradually becoming weak. He suddenly felt that the poor scribe was indeed There are the unpredictable methods of the immortal family. The pear tree planted by the scribe himself was called Qi Cun Hong. It was no different from an ordinary pear tree. It produced crispy and delicious pears. The difference was that the flowers of this pear tree bloomed all year round and were fragrant. , no matter how cultivated it is, it is inherently incompetent. Touching a fallen pear blossom will at worst paralyze the snake's body. In severe cases, the poison will penetrate into the bone marrow and be difficult to eradicate. The scales will peel off and the death will be miserable, hence the name Seven-inch Red. At that time, Wang Kongding felt that the broken tree occupied too much space, and the pear blossoms were always there all year round, not to mention that the entire Lihua Village looked like a strong man applying rouge, which was nondescript and nondescript. The tit-for-tat confrontation was extremely tough. Afterwards, he added two taels of Mongolian sweat medicine to Wang Kongding wine. In the middle of winter, he was thrown down the mountain and slept for a whole day, almost freezing his fingers off. But today, it was indeed put to use. The old snake was already unable to resist. Whether he could survive the night was still open to question.
As for that young man, Wang Kongding didn't think highly of him. Over the years, the young men he had seen with dreams of being in the world were like crucian carp crossing the river. None of them could really achieve a good story, let alone a good person who would help this old snake demon. ? Maybe he was the scapegoat who was promised huge profits or deceived. He immediately teased lazily: "What about you, I can just let you go, why waste my life? Make a living by doing something small." , it’s not in vain that my parents tried so hard to give birth to you.”
The young man smiled, his eyes did not change, but he made a gesture of invitation. However, before the gesture was completely extended, the young man turned his hand and drew his sword, and without any hesitation, he attacked the giant man facing the miserable old snake. The young man never thought that a sneak attack was a shameful thing. Since he guessed that it would be difficult to defeat this reckless man head-on, why couldn't he kill him with a cold attack? After following the master for a long time, there is no such thing as this among the rules of the world.
However, the extremely fast sword shot did not make the sound of breaking bones and flesh, but the trembling sound of weapons clashing. The young man frowned, only to see that this inevitable sword was blocked by the big knife in the palm of the big man. , just like taking root, even with all its brute strength, it cannot be suppressed even an inch.
In the dark night, the man with a black face grinned ferociously with his white teeth. The blade of the knife opened like a door panel, and the knife's light met the moon, which was very bright.
