Meishan.
"Hiccup - Junior Brother Lin Xuan, please give me a full load again, as a brother you must not come back until you are drunk!"
Master Tongtian's face turned red and his eyes became confused, but his hands continued to grab the antler wine on the dinner table.
"Brother, you have already drunk too much. If you drink any more, you will be hurt."
Lin Xuan took the deer antler wine back from the hands of the Tongtian leader. It is one thing to persuade the Tongtian leader. What makes Lin Xuan feel sorry for you is that the Tongtian leader vomited as soon as he drank it. It was a waste of natural resources!
"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, I can keep drinking!"
Deer antler wine is brewed from chaotic spiritual water, with the antlers of the auspicious demon god added to it. It contains supreme spiritual energy, and even the saints of heaven cannot drink more than a few cups.
Although the leader of Tongtian Cult was already drunk at this time, he instinctively wanted to drink a few more antler wine. After all, this antler wine is a great tonic, which is of great benefit to the body and cultivation.
"Senior brother is really good at cooking and loves to play. I will never give him a drink next time. He can just sit at the children's table and eat!"
Seeing that Master Tongtian was so drunk that he was unconscious, Lin Xuan was not sure to let Master Tongtian return to Qingpingmen alone. Otherwise, if anything unexpected happened, Meishan Wumei would not let him go easily.
"Pan'er, Hong'er, you two come here quickly and help your uncle back to the guest room to rest. Be careful not to fall."
Lin Xuan explained.
Lin Pan and Hong Hai'er were not willing to take care of the Tongtian Cult Leader. Every time the Tongtian Cult Leader came, he would eat a lot of Meishan's supplies, and in the end they would have to trouble them to help him back to the guest room.
"Yes, father."
Lin Pan agreed obediently, and even though he was unwilling in his heart, he did not dare to disobey Lin Xuan, and reluctantly and Honghaier helped Tongtian Cult Master with difficulty.
"Junior Brother Lin Xuan... again, two more drinks..."
Lin Xuan looked helplessly at Master Tongtian, hoping that Master Tongtian would not act drunkenly, otherwise it would still be a troublesome thing to deal with.
"Huh-huh-Master, he is really heavy, I am exhausted!"
Lin Pan and Hong Haier worked together to carry the Tongtian Cult Master back to the guest room, panting from exhaustion.
After being placed on the bed, Master Tongtian finally calmed down and fell into a deep sleep, refining the power of the supreme avenue in the deer antler wine.
Lin Pan and Hong Haier stared at each other in the guest room, not knowing what to do next. They still had no fun leaving the guest room.
Suddenly, Lin Pan and Hong Hai'er looked at each other, and their eyes turned directly to the sleeping leader Tongtian.
"He's so fast asleep, he shouldn't be able to react, right?"
Lin Pan tentatively scratched the Tongtian Cult Master, but the Tongtian Cult Master made no movement at all and continued to fall asleep, snoring loudly.
"Hehehe, since he is already asleep, let me style him!"
Lin Pan smiled, as if he had found some fun, and looked very happy.
"Go, go get the pen and ink, and let's draw some turtles on his face for fun."
Lin Pan drove Red Boy to say.
"Master, this is not good..."
Hong Boy was a little hesitant. They were teasing the Saint of Heaven. He could stomp his feet and make the world tremble.
What's more, the last time he used firecrackers to blow up the leader of Tongtian Cult, he was half dead, and the beating he received from Lin Xuan was so brutal that Hong Hai'er still remembers it vividly.
Could it be that this time, they are going to take advantage of Tongtian Cult Master's drunkenness to tease him again?
"What are you afraid of? If the sky falls, I will bear it. Oh, oh, oh, I didn't expect you to be so cowardly. How shameful!"
Lin Pan smacked his lips and said disdainfully.
"I'm not a coward! I'm the bravest, young master!"
Hong Hai'er, who was provoked by the provocative method, immediately scratched his neck and retorted.
"Then you have to prove it to me. Go get the pen and ink."
Lin Pan held the red boy tightly and ordered.
Hong Hai'er took the brush and handed it to Lin Pan.
And Lin Pan was not polite. He waved his hand and drew a turtle on the face of the Tongtian Cult Leader with a brush.
"No, this one is not round enough. You have to draw it again."
Lin Pan spent a long time tossing the face of Tongtian Cult Leader, but Tongtian Cult Leader didn't react at all, which further encouraged Lin Pan's practice of drawing turtles.
"Why are you standing here? Go get a pen and draw. Let's see if you can draw like me!"
Lin Pan saw Hong Hai'er's erratic eyes, so he encouraged him.
Under Lin Pan's repeated instigation, Hong Hai'er gritted his teeth and drew a heavy mark on the face of the Tongtian Cult Master.
"Master, I'm sorry. If you want to take care of me, then take care of my father. He is thick-skinned and can withstand beatings."
Red Boy said while drawing, full of apologies.
"Oh, your painting skills are pretty good. This turtle is so round, half as good as my young master!"
Lin Pan praised him decently, and Hong Boy was immediately excited.
"Master, I also know a new way to draw a turtle. First do this and then do this. You can draw a turtle well in one stroke!"
Lin Pan and Hong Hai'er were just scribbling on Master Tongtian's face, each showing off their superb painting skills without feeling anything wrong at all.
It wasn't until there was no more space on Master Tongtian's face to continue painting that Lin Pan and Hong Hai'er stopped, admiring their masterpieces with satisfaction.
“It looks much more pleasing to the eye now!”
Lin Pan nodded and said.
"Master, let's clean up our master quickly, otherwise we won't be able to eat and walk around when our master wakes up!"
Hong Boyer, who reacted belatedly, suddenly felt his scalp numb. What did they just do? They actually drew a turtle on the face of the saint of heaven!
"How dare he! How dare he teach me a lesson? I am his Father God!"
Lin Pan snorted twice and said nonchalantly.
After listening to Lin Pan's words, Hong Hai'er felt cold sweat break out. Lin Pan's identity was the incarnation of Pangu Jingyuan. Even if the leader of Tongtian wanted to hold him accountable, he couldn't teach him too much.
What's more important is that Lin Pan's father is Lin Xuan, and the Tongtian leader also wants to give Lin Xuan face, which is probably a symbolic reprimand.
But as an accomplice, he is different. He has an identity but no status, and a background but no background. If he is caught by the leader of Tongtian Cult, he will definitely not get any good results!
The panicked Hong Boy quickly took a towel and wiped it on Master Tongtian's face, preparing to erase the criminal evidence of himself and Lin Pan.
"Red Boy, what are you doing?"
Lin Xuan asked in confusion as he looked at Hong Hai'er's movements.
"Back to Master, I'm wiping the turtle off Master's face, so Master won't know."
Red Boy answered honestly.
"Hahaha, wipe it? How can it be wiped off? This is the latest ink developed by my father that will never fade. How can you wipe it off with just water?"
Lin Pan burst out laughing, showing off Hong Boy's clumsy movements.
"Never...fading..."
Honghai'er swallowed hard, and suddenly felt that one was as big as the other!
"Yes, never fading means it can never be washed off, unless the skin on your face is peeled off!"
"Master!"
Red Boy's heart-rending screams resounded throughout Meishan!
