Chapter 192: Big Drunkard and Little Drunkard

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Vomit, cough, cough, it’s okay, it’s okay! It doesn't matter

Perhaps it was because Wei Ming's punch hit Zui Xian's stomach. After Zui Xian spit out a few mouthfuls of wine unconsciously, his tone became much smoother.

Uh, senior, are you really okay? Wei Ming hesitated.

If I say it's okay, it's okay

As Zui Xian said, he turned over and straightened up. After shaking twice, he finally stood up. Hey, this kid's martial arts is not bad. He even beat me, an old drunkard, to the ground. Not bad, not bad!

With a drunken smile, Zuixian said swayingly.

When Wei Ming heard this, he said with some embarrassment: Senior, thank you very much. Your drunken fist technique is so unpredictable and really powerful. If you hadn't intended to use the wine to give in, I might not have been able to catch ten moves in a row. !

Ha ha! Neither humble nor arrogant, old man Wu Xia really has a good apprentice!

Hearing Weiming's humble words, Zui Xian also said with appreciation: "But if you lose, you lose. There is nothing to give in to. I am an old drunkard and I am not a person who cannot afford to lose."

Just as he was speaking, he suddenly moved and ran into the house. Before Weiming could react, he reappeared in front of him. There were four more wine jars of different sizes on his hands and feet. The largest one was full of wine. There are three feet in height, and the smallest one is the one Zui Xian is holding, which is about the same size as Wei Ming's head.

hey-hey! The old drunkard is in a good mood today. What do you think, kid? Are you interested in having a drink with me, an old ghost? ? Zuixian held the wine jar in his hand and said thoughtfully.

drink wine?

Wei Ming was slightly startled, and suddenly realized that it seemed that the original plot did have such a plot.

If it was Weiming in the previous life, he might still be a little scared to see so much wine, but this time is different from the past. Not to mention that Weiming's physique and internal strength have already made a qualitative leap. The wine in the attribute list alone is close to 70 points. Art is enough to support Wei Ming's confidence.

The seniors invite you, the juniors are respectful and it is better to obey!

Without a trace of hesitation, Weiming simply agreed.

good! readily

After Zui Xian praised him, he casually placed the wine jar in his hand on the steps behind him, and then sat directly on the floor. He picked up the jar next to him, which was slightly larger than the one he was holding just now. It was covered with two large wine glasses. The wine jar, then waved his hand to invite Weiming to sit down, and then began to introduce:

Boy, you are in luck. This Herbal Wine is brewed from hundreds of kinds of herbs. It is very beneficial to activating Qi and blood. Come and cheers!

As Zuixian spoke, he started to open the wine seal and pour the wine. By the time he finished speaking, Wei Ming already had a glass of orange-red wine in his hand that exuded the aroma of medicine and wine.

good! Dry!

It’s not clear and it’s not pretentious, just pick up the glass and start drinking it.

It is said to be a wine glass, but in fact the weight is not small at all. It is not an exaggeration to call it a wine bowl.

After finishing a glass of wine, Wei Ming quite consciously picked up the wine jar and filled it up again for Zui Xian and himself.

Dry

The two of them didn't talk nonsense and just drank one cup after another. When they both drank the fourth cup, they drank the whole jar of wine.

Haha!

After drinking the last glass, Zui Xian exhaled a breath of wine, took a look at his face and his face remained unclear, and the admiration in his eyes became a little stronger. ..

Good boy, if you're a drinker, come on, let's have another one!

After that, without waiting for a clear answer, he reached out to open the next bottle of wine, and at the same time continued to introduce:

Fenjiu is famous for its sweet spring wine because of the excellent water quality in Xinghua Village, Fenyang, Shanxi. My jar is twenty years old! Come on, come on, drink, drink

good! drink

It was still the two cups, and the two of them continued to drink one cup after another. After a while, the jar of Fenjiu was almost empty, and at this time, Wei Ming had a hint of drunkenness on his face.

But other than that, there was no trace of drunkenness in Weiming's eyes. Instead, they became brighter and brighter, with a feeling that the more he drank, the more energetic he became.

And this is indeed the case.

Wei Ming vaguely remembered that in the previous game, the drinking scene in Wangyou Valley seemed to have the effect of increasing qi and blood and internal strength, but in fact, Wei Ming originally didn't take it seriously and only regarded it as a way to distribute rewards in the game.

Because Weiming has tried it before, the drinks and dishes in the game that can increase attributes are actually of no use in reality. But after drinking Senior Zuixian's wine today, Weiming found that he was still hasty.

Let’s not talk about the previous Baicao Wine. It is originally a wine brewed with herbs. Even before you drink it, you can inadvertently identify most of the ingredients in it. It is natural that it has the effect of activating qi and blood.

As for the Fenjiu he was drinking now, Weiming noticed something strange when he took the first sip.

After drinking the wine, Wei Ming felt that it turned into internal force and swam from his abdomen to his limbs and bones. Not only did it promote the operation of Wei Ming's internal energy and mental skills, but it even activated the remaining power of the Great Return Pill in his body after his previous breakthrough in innateness. Ling Weiming had a vague feeling that he was about to break through.

Of course, in reality, it would not be possible to break through so quickly, but Wei Ming was confident that he would be able to break through to the second level of Xiantian within a month.

Even though it is only the first level, for most people in the world, this level requires at least a year or even several years of hard work. It is not possible to reach the second level in less than a month after breaking through the innateness. It is no exaggeration to say that the threshold is rare.

Having said that, because Wei Ming started to use his internal energy, he started to drink at a slightly slower pace due to his multitasking.

The drunken immortal opposite seemed to have noticed something strange about Wei Ming, but he only showed a smile of understanding and did not show any strange expression at all. He even drank a little slower, as if he was waiting for Wei Ming. .

Haha good wine! The collection of seniors is really impressive!

Although they drank a little slower, within a short time, the two of them finished the jar of Fenjiu that had been aged for twenty years. Weiming put down the glass and praised it sincerely.

Hey, what a treasure this is! Come on, let's keep drinking

Zui Xian also let go this time and continued to open the next jar, which was also the largest jar of wine.

Naturally, Wei Ming had no reason to refuse. He was in the mood for drinking right now, and he shouted boldly: "Keep drinking!"

good! It’s rare to meet a drunkard

Zui Xian continued to introduce his own good wine while opening the package. This Maotai is a famous wine from Guizhou. It is transparent in color, rich in mellow aroma and has a long aftertaste. I, an old alcoholic, usually like this drink. Come! Deep feelings, drink it in one gulp!

This time Weiming didn't even say anything, he just picked up the wine glass and started drinking.

Because of the experience just now, Wei Ming was not much slower this time due to the internal power running on its own, and was even a little faster. Zuixian still kept pace with Wei Ming unhurriedly.

In a short time, the two of them drank about half of the large jar of wine.

Hiccup! Cool! !

After drinking another glass of wine, Weiming burped unconsciously. At this time, Weiming was already a little drunk, his face was half red, and his brain was gradually becoming a little sluggish, but fortunately he was still conscious. And the spirit is even more uplifting.

Continued Cup! Weiming shouted with a proud look on his face while holding an empty wine glass.

A little drunkard can do it! Not bad, not bad...the old drunkard likes you very much! With that said, Zuixian held the mouth of the wine jar with one hand and said to Weiming:

Come here, old drunkard, and I'll fill it up for you!

After this sentence, the two of them drank more than twenty glasses in succession. This time they drank faster. In just half a quarter of an hour, a large altar of Maotai, which was half a person tall, fell into this place. In the bellies of two drunkards, one big and one small.

Guha! !

As Weiming drank the last drop of wine, Zuixian laughed from the bottom of his heart, Hahahaha... Good boy, it’s rare that anyone can drink with me so happily.

Ha ha! Drinking with senior Hiccup, the junior also benefited a lot!

Wei Ming was also a little drunk at this time and was unconscious when he spoke.

He burped.

Ha ha! good

Zui Xian smiled and praised, then turned around and picked up the smallest jar of wine placed on the steps behind him.

Uh... Still drinking! Wei Ming looked at Zui Xian with some astonishment and thought to himself.

It's not that Weiming is really drunk, but that he really can't drink anymore. Although part of the drink just turned into internal energy, the water in it is real, and this is not as intense as a drinking fight with others, and the emotions are so intense. Drinking alcohol can turn into sweat, but now Weiming has never shed a drop of sweat, and his stomach is full of alcohol.

But Zui Xian ignored Wei Ming's expression. Holding the jar of wine in his hand, his expression became serious.

Senior, is this...?

Wei Ming seemed to have thought of something, but due to the effect of alcohol, he was a little slower than usual at this time, and he couldn't remember what it was for a while.

At this time, I heard Zuixian slowly say:

This jar of wine is called drunken life, dream of death...

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