The scenery on the roof where Meng Ran was sitting was extremely beautiful.
"Today's battle between you and me will definitely end in a tragic victory. Are you mentally prepared?" said the man in white.
"Of course, I just don't know who will be the real God of Wine after today." The man in black said.
"It's a pity that you and I are going to compete here today, and I'm afraid we lack a witness." The man in white continued.
"How about this girl?" The man in black pointed at Meng Ran, who had just appeared here not far away, and suggested.
"It's all right." The man in white nodded.
The man in black turned to look at Meng Ran and smiled casually: "Girl, please be a witness for the two of us. Whoever gets drunk first loses, can you?"
Meng Ran suddenly understood the content of this test. She thought that this test was quite simple, so she nodded honestly and said, "Okay, let's compete."
"Why don't you let me guess which one of us will win?" the man in white asked.
"What if I guessed correctly? What if I guessed wrong?" Meng Ran asked doubtfully.
"If you guess right, you will pass the level. If you guess wrong..."
The man in white shook his head: "Of course there is no punishment. It's just a long night. I can trouble you, girl, to stay with me for one night."
Meng Ran's expression changed, and he felt that the eyes of these two people suddenly had a bit of lust, and he thought to himself that my aunt is also a detective, are you two kidding me?
"No, if I lose, just jump down from here." Meng Ran pointed to the edge of the roof and said coldly.
"That's fine." The two nodded, agreeing to Meng Ran's proposal.
Meng Ran said this impulsively, but it was difficult to take it back at this moment. She looked down and her legs felt a little weak.
It must be more than ten stories high.
The original mentality of watching the fun disappeared instantly. There was a 50% chance that Meng Ran would risk his life in order to prevent these two stinky hooligans from tainting him.
Meng Ran was a little angry about why she was teleported to this terrible place, but she didn't know that Qi Zhen was even more worried than she was.
"Sir, will I die after drinking this stuff?" Qi Zhen looked worried.
The old man riding the gourd said angrily: "Who are you calling me? I am the wine master."
"Uncle Jiu Xian, can we discuss it?"
Qi Zhen gave up and changed her words.
"What kind of discussion?" the wine master asked.
"First tell me why I have to drink all the wine in this... small jar before I can pass the test. You said that if I drink all the wine, then what do you, the great wine master, drink?" Qi Zhen asked.
"You don't know this. This little jar is a treasure. It can continuously produce fine wine. The only drawback is that it can't stop. So every time I wake up, I drink all the wine, then fall asleep again, and then wake up. Come and it’s full again.”
"But I can't be woken up while sleeping. If you wake me up, the wine in my stomach won't be digested. If I can't digest it, I can't continue to drink. But I don't want to waste this wine, so whoever wakes me up must put the wine away. Drink it. Little baby, you came at the right time. I should wake up in two days, so this small jar of wine will be more advantageous to you." The wine master laughed.
Qi Zhenyi lamented that the system could come up with such a crappy plot design just to make things difficult for her. On the other hand, she suddenly felt powerless to discuss the matter.
According to his original idea, if the wine here must be drunk for some other reasons, then as long as the original problems are solved, the wine will naturally no longer need to be drunk. As a result, people just want you to drink it, without any reason. There are no other factors affecting it, which is a bit worrying.
Qi Zhen gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. Just drink. What if it was beer? !
The Jiu Xian watched Qi Zhen walk to the side of the wine cauldron, use the bowl on the edge of the cauldron to drink a bowl, and slowly put it into his mouth, and smiled.
Although Qi Zhen didn't understand wine, she still knew whether the wine smelled good, whether it was smooth to drink, and whether it was strong or not. As soon as the vermilion liquid entered her mouth, Qi Zhen knew that the alcohol content was not high. It tastes sour and sweet, a bit like fruit wine, and is indeed not unpleasant to drink.
But according to the feeling of the wine entering the throat, if he really drank it seriously, even if ten people drank this large cauldron of wine, they would still have to lie down.
As for being alone? If you don't want to be drunk to death, you have to be strangled to death.
But you have to drink it even though you grit your teeth.
So the big bowl was filled again and again with wine and emptied again and again by Qi Zhen.
When she drank the third bowl, Qi Zhen's face was already a little red and her eyes turned red. She said to the wine master: "Are you going to keep looking at me?"
The wine master looked into Qi Zhen's eyes, nodded, and said, "I'm afraid you wasted the wine."
Oops! This is because she is afraid that Qi Zhen will cheat.
Qi Zhen nodded, said nothing more, and just poured bowl after bowl of wine into her mouth.
When the wine master saw Qi Zhen like this, he stroked his white beard with some relief. He thought to himself that this kid was on the road, unlike the people in front of him. When he heard that he wanted to drink the wine from the jar, he even fainted from fright. of.
That's a lot of potential!
I’m reluctant to give you my wine.
The water level of the fine wine in front of her was slowly lowering as Qi Zhen devoured bowl after bowl of it.
After almost an hour, the wine in the wine cauldron finally bottomed out.
This is not the kind of chat party between friends. They drink for a while and talk for a while. The wine is drank slowly, but the relationship between people becomes warmer and hotter as they drink.
Drinking like this is simply a form of punishment.
Finally, there was only a thin layer of Manding Wine left, and there was no obvious increasing trend from the surface.
Qi Zhen put the bowl aside and started walking.
Go forward fifty steps, turn back fifty steps.
After just one hundred steps, Qi Zhen cupped her fists and raised her hands towards the Jiu Xian and said, "Uncle Jiu Xian, I am done."
"Not bad, little one. You've passed the test." The wine master said with a smile.
"Then can you send me to the next level?" Qi Zhen also had a smile on her face, but there was something wrong with her expression.
Seeing Qi Zhen's state, the wine master didn't want to expose him. He nodded and asked, "How about my wine?"
Qi Zhen smiled and said, "It's really a good wine."
"Ha ha ha ha."
The wine master laughed a few times, pointed at Qi Zhen, and said "Go".
Qi Zhen's figure disappeared instantly.
The Jiu Xian sent Qi Zhen away with a smile. When he turned his head, his eyes widened in an instant. He was about to wake up from being drunk at first.
The vermilion wine seemed to have never been reduced and was still staying in the wine pot.
"Good boy, you dare to lie to me, I'm so angry!" The wine master puffed his beard, glared, and started to dance. When Qi Zhen came to the second scene, her originally reddish face instantly turned pale. He squatted down and began to retch due to his extreme mental exhaustion.
He did drink the fine wine in the wine cauldron, but it was different from what the wine master imagined. He only drank the first three bowls. If he kept drinking like this, he would have to finish it sooner or later, so he used his mental power to ask The wine master used a trick to make the old man think that he had been drinking continuously.
In fact, Qi Zhen had already silently released the illusion skill of Sharingan when she looked at him. In fact, in order to prevent the other party from seeing that she was cheating, Qi Zhen had to patiently control the water level of the wine. The magnitude of the decline.
It is equivalent to continuous mental power output for an hour. This is undoubtedly a huge consumption of Qi Zhen's mental power, but there is no other way. If you don't want to drink to death here, you can only use this seemingly very lame way to cheat. .
But even so, those three bowls of vermilion wine still made Qi Zhen feel aroused, and the stamina was really quite big.
Qi Zhen sat on the ground and closed her eyes to regain her energy.
…
Over at Yu Liang, he was drinking happily with Zhang Fei.
"Don't just drink, take two bites of the food!" Yu Liang advised the red-faced man opposite.
"No, no, we have a requirement to keep the customs, so we can only drink." The red-faced man picked up the bowl and drank another bowl of strong wine.
Yu Liang raised his neck, and the bowl of strong wine disappeared silently into his mouth.
He advised the other party: "Try it, try it!"
As he spoke, he tore off a fried chicken leg and stuffed it into Zhang Fei's hands without any explanation: "You must have never eaten such delicious food."
As we all know, fried chicken is very delicious...
So Zhang Fei looked at the steaming chicken legs in front of him and tried to take a bite.
The tall and thick man actually shed two lines of tears from the corners of his eyes.
Yu Liangliang said that this is the so-called delicious food and made him cry.
"It's okay, there's still a lot here, you can eat whatever you want." Yu Liang hurriedly advised, even feeling a little pity for the gatekeeper.
"Hey, brother, I know you work hard at guarding the gate, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. You just have to eat enough. If it's not enough, brother will discuss with the bull noses in Shushan before sending it in for you." Yu Liang He said consolingly and earnestly.
Zhang Fei wiped his eyes and nodded heavily.
"Come on, do it!"
The two raised their bowls against each other, making a clanging sound.
Judging from the posture, it probably won't take more than three bowls of wine for the two of them to become close friends.
Sure enough, after finishing the second bowl of wine, Zhang Fei patted Yu Liang on the shoulder and said carelessly: "I recognize you as a brother. I won't make it difficult for you. Let me know when you've had enough. I'll do it directly." I’ll take you to the next level.”
Yu Liang chuckled: "I won't embarrass you, right?"
Zhang Fei waved his hand: "Why is this so difficult? No problem!"
Yu Liang took out two more fried chickens from the human race bag, placed them in front of Zhang Fei, and said, "I have brothers waiting outside. I won't stay here for too long today. Just tell me what you want to eat. Even if I risk my life, I can deliver it to you."
"Your words are enough. Let these two chickens stay and go about your business. See you again by chance!"
Zhang Fei waved his hand again, and Yu Liang's figure disappeared instantly.
"Take care brother!"
