"Drinking?"

At the foot of a mountain, Yun Mengzi roasted two hares, he was still immersed, left Lu Linguan, and proposed to take away this Taoist priest named Lu Yichen, Tianyunzi thought about it and agreed directly.

Looking at this crazy Taoist priest, but with bright eyes and a drunken face, Yun Mengzi shook his head: "Poor Dao doesn't drink, and he is not good at drinking. If you want to drink it, the rabbit meat will be grilled later, and it's not too late to drink it when you have the appetizers. ”

"You don't have to... If you have wine, everything else is a floating cloud..."

Lu Yichen smiled innocently, so it seems that there is no problem with his spirit.

In fact, from the beginning, Yun Mengzi didn't find any mental problems with Lu Yichen, but he was full of alcohol, dressed in tatters, and a little dirty.

Tianyunzi didn't mention why this Lu Yichen became like this, but Yun Mengzi could guess that the blow that this Lu Yichen received should be a change in the family, or because of emotions...

"yes, everything is a floating cloud..."

Yun Mengzi smiled, unwilling to talk to this Lu Yichen again. He wanted to wait for Lu Yichen to wake up before continuing to talk to him. Chatting with a drunk man is undoubtedly very strenuous.

"There is wine today and drunk today, so what does it matter if tomorrow is fake or true. ”

Lu Yichen raised his neck and took a sip of wine and recited poetry aloud.

Yun Mengzi was slightly stunned, the poems recited by Lu Yichen were a little wrong, although the latter sentence was not particularly beautiful, but it was okay. couldn't help but remind: "There is wine today and drunk today, tomorrow is sad, tomorrow is sad... Fellow Daoist, you mispronounced it. ”

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing so seriously?"

Lu Yichen smiled: "Daoyou said that you are not good at drinking, why do you know this sentence of the people of the wine country, the favorite verse? Daoyou, it can't be that you also like to drink secretly? I am afraid of being punished by your master, so I will say that I am not good at drinking?"

"Poor Dao really doesn't drink, and never drinks..."

Yun Mengzi was a little helpless, flipped the rabbit, and simply stopped talking.

"Fart!"

Lu Yichen's drunken face was a little disdainful: "Poor Dao can sense it, you just like to drink..."

Yun Mengzi frowned and felt a little unhappy in his heart, Lu Yichen spoke rudely, but after thinking about it, this is a madman, what should he do to make him eat the Creation Pill, although the Creation Pill is an elixir, but the taste is not good.

The Creation Pill looks very good, the size of the thumb belly, and if you don't eat it, it even has a little fragrance. But when you eat it, there is a pungent sour and foul taste. If the stomach is shallow, it will immediately crunch.

But if it was a good thing, Zhang Daoran personally instructed him to bring back eight people with nine pills...

This drunkard, drunk and hazy, can tell the difference between good and bad, and I am afraid that if I eat it, I will spit it out.

"You must think I'm a madman..."

Lu Yichen threw away the empty wine bottle that he drank in his hand, and the wine bottle rolled and rolled on the hillside, shattering to the ground.

With his hands outstretched, lying directly on the ground, Lu Yichen said, "Call me when it's baked..."

Yun Mengzi felt strange in his heart, Lu Yichen was really a madman?

In addition to speaking rudely, so far, Yun Mengzi has not seen Lu Yichen go crazy...

"Could it be that Tianyunzi Daoist deceived the poor Dao? He didn't want this Lu Yichen to leave?"

Yun Mengzi's eyes rolled, but he still didn't get an answer in the end.

Flipping the hare in his hand, it has revealed a strong meaty aroma. Yun Mengzi swallowed his saliva, because with Lu Yichen, he didn't stay in Lu Linguan for long, said a few words, and turned to leave.

The hungry Yun Mengzi is really ruthless to swallow these two hares directly.

"Immortals, don't kill me!"

Suddenly, Lu Yichen, who was asleep, jumped up from the ground with his eyes closed, and he didn't know when there was a very thick stick in his hand. The stick fluttered in his hand, and Lu Yichen's figure staggered and ran into the distance. As he ran, he shouted, "Don't kill me, don't kill me! I really didn't offend you... Why do you want to hurt me!"

Looking at Lu Yichen, who staggered into the distance, Yun Mengzi was a little dazed: "It's really a madman, just an indirect short madness?"

Yun Mengzi was just about to chase after him, the mountain peaks here are steep, and there are some cliffs, if he falls, he will inevitably be crushed.

Just about to leave, Lu Yichen, who was running, lay directly on the ground.

Yun Mengzi looked at Lu Yichen, who was dozens of meters away, shook his head and didn't get up: "Forget it, the rabbit will be roasted immediately, and I will call you when the time comes..."

Flipping the hare, Yun Mengzi thought about his own thoughts, I don't know how long it took, and the two hares had been roasted.

Yun Mengzi turned his head to look into the distance, wanting to wake up Lu Yichen, but was surprised to find that Lu Yichen didn't know when, so he was lying beside him. Breathe steadily, if there is nothing...

"This is..."

Yun Mengzi was startled, Lu Yichen's breathing was weak, could he be drunk to death?

"Lu Daoyou, wake up..."

Pushing Lu Yichen, Yun Mengzi's voice was a little eager.

Just about to grab Lu Yichen's wrist to check the pulse, Lu Yichen suddenly sat up, sleepy-eyed, and even a little confused: "The hare is roasted?"

No problem!

Yun Mengzi was a little surprised, Lu Yichen's appearance just now was obviously about to die, and now he is alive again... Looking at Lu Yichen, who caught the hare and was not too hot, Yun Mengzi shook his head with a smile, and said secretly in his heart: "Crazy, you really can't treat it with common sense..."

"Fellow Daoist... The rabbit has just been roasted, and it's still a little hot, so you have to be careful..."

Yun Mengzi's next words were swallowed directly in his stomach. He looked at Lu Yichen's two hands incredulously, both hands were a little dirty, but this was not the point.

The point is that Lu Yichen grabbed the hare with his right hand, and he didn't seem to feel hot, so he stuffed it directly into his mouth, as if he wanted to eat the cold steamed bun, and the bones were swallowed directly.

If that's all there is to say, it would be understandable to do so by a madman who is incomprehensible to ordinary people. Lu Yichen didn't feel hot for such a hot rabbit, but in his left hand, where did the bottle of wine come from?

When he left Lu Linguan, Lu Yichen was only carrying half a bottle of wine. He didn't bring anything, only two Taoist robes, and they were still carried by Yun Mengzi. The Taoist robe on Lu Yichen's body was tattered, and he didn't contain anything at all, even if he did, it could be easily seen...

Lu Yichen, who came almost empty-handed, only drank a few sips of the wine bottle in his hand, how did he come from? He just drank all the wine, the wine bottle had been thrown away, and it was broken...

"Fellow Daoist... Where did you get this bottle?"

Yun Mengzi was amazed and asked Lu Yichen.

"Wine bottles?"

Lu Yichen stopped chewing and raised his left hand, only for a while, the rabbit in his hand had eaten most of it, and the wine in the bottle was also less than half...

took back the wine bottle and drank the wine in one gulp, the wine bottle was thrown directly, and he wiped his mouth: "I don't know..."

Yun Mengzi was stunned, but Lu Yichen smiled stupidly: "I have dreamed of immortals, since then, if I want to drink, there will be a bottle of wine in my hand... Believe it or not..."

Yun Mengzi came back to his senses and looked at Lu Yichen's empty left hand, only to see that the originally empty left hand suddenly appeared a bottle of wine, and the trademark on the wine bottle was exactly the same as the wine bottle that Lu Yichen threw away just now...

Lu Yichen opened the bottle cap and took a sip directly: "It's as simple as that, I thought about it, and he had it..."

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