Chen Daji is a person who enjoys life very much.
By the time "Zhang Chao" and Zhao Fei brought steaming meals despite the wind and snow, he had already turned on the electric stove and put it on the table.
That old-fashioned electric stove with a coil of resistance wire in the middle.
The table was pulled between two bunk beds, and four people sat across from each other.
After putting the radish stew on the electric stove, a simple "hot pot" is ready.
The warmth inside the house contrasts sharply with the coldness outside, and the frost condensing on the glass is the dividing line.
Chen Daji took out two bottles of Erguotou from under the bed and poured half a catty for each person with a smile.
"It's too cold. Let's drink some to warm us up while we sleep."
If Zhang Chao was a true person, he would definitely refuse decisively at the risk of being beaten.
After all, good students can't drink secretly.
But now it is Zhang Shizu who occupies the high ground.
Although the four of them are just teenagers, they can be said to be "alcoholic killers". They drank up all the liquor in the glass in a short time.
In addition, I ate a lot of steaming hot pot, so everyone except Hua Jiunan was sweating profusely.
"Oh Mom, I ran out of wine!"
While complaining, Chen Daji picked up a wine bottle from the ground to see if there was any "Fugen'er" left.
(Note: The last bit of wine in the bottle is called Fulgener.)
"Hey, there really is!"
"There aren't many things, so give them all to brother!"
As Chen Daji spoke, he stood up and poured wine for Hua Jiunan.
What was unexpected was that there were two kilograms of liquor in total, and each person drank half a kilogram. The rest of the bottle was actually filled by Hua Jiunan!
You know, they don’t drink from small cups, but from the old enamel cups!
One cup can pour more than half a catty! !
Faced with such a situation, Chen Daji looked confused.
Out of curiosity, he shook the bottle in his hand, and the sound of water still came out.
"Damn it, no way!!"
The major general who did not believe in evil continued to pour himself wine.
In the astonished eyes of everyone, his cup was also full...
"What the hell...all you can drink?!!"
Chen Daji picked up the bottle and looked at it carefully under the electric light. There was actually a lot of wine left in it! !
Things have developed so far, even a fool... Chen Daji has noticed something is wrong.
But this guy's brain circuit is obviously different from ordinary people.
Facing this weird scene, instead of being scared, his face was filled with surprise.
"Damn it, did you find a treasure?!"
"This little bottle can't be a 'wine bowl,' right? You can drink as much as you want?!"
Zhao Fei was not as big-hearted as this guy: he slapped the wine bottle to the ground.
"Chicken, are you stupid? This 'wine pot' is obviously haunted!!"
"It's haunted?!" Chen Daji looked at Hua Jiunan with suspicion. He looked at Zhao Fei and Zhang Chao again, his head shaking like a rattle.
"Fat Zhao, don't make trouble. Why do you want to come to our dormitory to cause trouble... Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?!"
At this time, Hua Jiunan was taking a sip from his wine glass with a solemn expression.
Then he lowered his head and looked at the wine bottle that Zhao Fei had knocked to the ground and was still flowing out.
After thinking for a moment, he stood up and clasped his fists: "Since the Son of Netherworld has arrived, why don't you show up to meet him."
As soon as Hua Jiunan finished speaking, everyone felt their eyes blurred, and then a straight yellow sand road appeared in front of everyone.
One end of the road connects to the endless darkness in the distance, and the other end is the "dining table" where they eat.
Yellow sand road, dusty sky.
Then both sides of the road were covered with coquettish, fiery red flowers...or rather, an endless sea of flowers!
It is the flower of the underworld - Manzhushahua!
In the wind and sand, a tall woman wearing a scarlet phoenix robe and a veil walked towards the wind.
The petals dance with the yellow sand behind you...
Such a beautiful and mysterious scenery was broken by Chen Daji's broken gong-like voice.
"Damn, there's an assassin, protect the boss!!"
Yan Bi patted his belly and summoned the "Battle Armor" to cover his whole body. He then took out his slingshot and loaded it with stinky bombs to take aim.
Chen Daji's move immediately made Zhao Fei and Zhang Chao come to their senses:
One carries a huge mace and stares at him with eagerness; the other sneers, the black light unique to the Corpse Transformation Art flowing throughout his body.
At the same time, Wuxin and Shenwa, who were originally floating in the air, suddenly appeared behind Hua Jiunan.
The young monk stared at the woman in front of him with a solemn expression.
"Namo Amitabha."
"The Buddhist disciple who came from afar is profound in the Dharma. The young monk cannot stop him. I also ask my brother to forgive me."
The "little fascists" were completely led astray by Chen Daji:
No matter who was coming, he took out his mini pistol, lay on Hua Jiunan's shoulder and got ready to shoot.
Hua Jiunan gently touched Wu Xin's smooth head to indicate that it was okay.
Then he quietly looked at the woman who had arrived in front of him.
