"Don't worry, there's still one. Otherwise, just this bowl of lion's head, I'm afraid it won't be enough for everyone to stuff their teeth. ”

Before Zhou Yi's words fell, Chang Xianggu brought out two large bowls of crab roe lion heads from the kitchen, along with some stir-fried vegetables and cold dishes brought before, and placed them on the deck. The whole boat sat on the ground, even eating and drinking, anyway, there was no traffic police on the water to check drunk driving, really drunk, it was a big deal to sleep on the boat before leaving.

Zhou Yi's private brewing of the five gods is long gone, and the sixty-seven degree Lao Bai is enough. After this thing enters the mouth, it is like a stream of fire flowing down the throat, although it is not very fragrant, but it is also very happy. The boatmen guessed the boxing order, ate and drank in full swing, and the loudest shout was actually Chang Xianggu; the kung fu of practicing martial arts and refining qi for many days was embodied at this moment, and the casual shouting was a flowery soprano with a high octave, which shook people's ears and buzzed.

"What a fragrant lion head, such a handsome kung fu, hehehe"

Chang Xianggu's whistle did not fall, and she saw a small boat swinging at the stern. Standing tall on the boat was a man more than one meter eight tall, with a scorched yellow face and eyebrows; this man's eyes were not too big, but they were very bright, and when he glanced at Chang Xianggu five or six meters apart, it made her heart feel excited, and there was an indescribable vibration.

"Oh, it's better to come early than to come at a good time. It would be a pity to miss such a pure crab roe lion's head. ”

After the man commanded the boat to lean towards the freighter where Zhou Yi and the others were, he paid the boatman, and then jumped sharply and pulled it onto the deck of the cargo ship.

"Drink, what a big strange stone, I'm afraid it's worth hundreds of millions of yuan, right? ”

After the man got on the freighter, he first circled around the strange stone twice, muttered a compliment in his mouth, and then walked over to Zhou Yi and them.

Everyone on board was shocked and depressed, and the difference in height between the small boat and the freighter was probably more than two meters. Naturally, he knew that he had met a 'master', but this 'master' was too thick-skinned, and no one invited him, so he seemed to have arrived at his own home, and he wanted to sit down and drink two cups when he saw what this meant?

"I'm sorry, everyone, I'm a martial arts practitioner. This time I went abroad to seek teachers and visit friends, and at the same time enjoyed the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland. I am a man who loves to make friends, and when I see you drinking and eating meat in the open air on the ship, I am very happy, and I am moved to drink."

The yellow-faced man looked at the lion's head as he spoke. His nose twitched a few times, and he praised: "It's so fragrant, can you taste it too?" Of course, I don't eat it for nothing, I bring good wine." ”

As if playing a trick, he took out a black wine jar from under his clothes, and it seemed that there were at least ten catties of wine in it. Everyone was stunned, everyone was thinly dressed in summer, and he didn't have many clothes, where was this jar of wine hidden?

Zhou Yi's face moved. raised his eyes to look at the yellow-faced man, and said with a smile: "When you get on the boat, you don't distinguish between each other, this is the rule of the boatman." Since you're here, let's eat together. ”

Ordinary people can't see the mystery. But he could see that this man had at least the strength to cultivate. A mouthful of internal qi is everywhere, the flesh and bones are concave and convex at will, this jar of wine should be 'sucked' on his stomach, and when he needs to take it out, he only needs to shake up the internal qi. The jar of wine will pop out of the flesh and bones, and it is many times more clever than the magic masters' methods of hiding things.

Although Chang Xianggu's realm is not enough, she has also heard from 'Uncle Master' about all kinds of miracles of transforming strength. I couldn't help clapping my hands and exclaiming, "This uncle, your kung fu is so good." ”

"Hehe, the little girl's kung fu is also good. ”

The yellow-faced man opened the wine jar with a smile, and suddenly a burst of wine fragrance permeated: "You're welcome, everyone, come and taste my thirty-year-old bamboo leaf green." By the way, my name is Wang Dong, Wang is the king of Wang Ba, Dong is the Dong of Dongliang, everyone can call me Brother Wang and Brother Wang, just feel free. One sentence made everyone laugh, and the atmosphere suddenly became a lot warmer.

What a real river?

Mingwei looked at Zhou Yi, both of them had a hunch that this yellow-faced man was probably here for a purpose, but not just to eat a lion's head as he said. But the people behaved generously, and there have always been hospitable rules on the ship, but it is not easy to refuse him.

"Come, little girl, we are all sons and daughters of martial arts, we must drink three cups!"

The yellow-faced man didn't talk to Zhou Yi, and after a few drinks with the boatmen, he picked up the wine jar and poured wine for Chang Xianggu. It is said that it makes no sense for him, a middle-aged man, to ask a little girl to drink, but since he is also a son and daughter of martial arts, and this bamboo leaf green is rice wine, it is different.

"Okay, just drink it. But my master is a real martial arts master, why don't you ask him for a drink?"

Chang Xianggu was still childlike, and when she saw that this yellow-faced man could drink so well, she remembered Zhou Yi's majestic deeds of pouring down more than a dozen heroes by himself that night, and she wanted to let the yellow-faced man kick the iron plate and let the uncle and master show his face.

"Oh, this brother turned out to be your master, disrespectful, disrespectful, this brother"

"My surname is Zhou. ”

Zhou Yi smiled slightly, and said in his heart, don't pretend to be confused, just your eyes, sharper than Long Aotian, are you really looking for these boatmen to drink?

"It turned out to be Brother Zhou. I can't see that Brother Zhou is white and pure, but he is already a grandmaster who has opened the door, and he is disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

Wang Dong laughed and said, "Come, I'll salute Brother Zhou for three bowls first!"

said that he poured three bowls of wine in front of himself and Zhou Yi respectively, and without waiting for Zhou Yi to speak, he picked up the bowl and drank it all, and the three glasses of wine were in his stomach, as if he had drunk three glasses of cold water, and there was no pressure at all.

"Okay!" Zhou Yi nodded, and followed three bowls in a row, without any different colors.

"Brother Zhou, it's really happy!"

Wang Dong raised his eyes to look at Zhou Yi, with a slight surprise on his face: "How about three more bowls of Lao Bai Gan?" After speaking, he took three bottles of 67 degrees Lao Bai Gan Roast Knife, and poured six full bowls, each bowl is half a catty!

Nima, is this drinking or desperate? Even the great monk Mingwei couldn't stand it anymore, even called Amitabha, Chen San wanted to persuade him, but before he could speak, Zhou Yi had already picked up the big bowl and dried it, and in an instant, the three bowls of old white dry were trickle down.

"Please, Mr. Wang, I'm all drunk. Zhou Yi picked up the empty bowl and took a picture of Wang Dong.

"Haha, really happy, Brother Zhou, I have made up your friend!"

Wang Dong was slightly stunned, and there was a look of extreme appreciation in his eyes: "No wonder the little junior sister will fold in his hand, he is really a good man who stands up to the sky!"

The so-called wine is like character, Zhou Yi's 'character' makes this contemporary top master who has traveled thousands of miles to find 'trouble' also impressed, but at the moment he has no idea of looking for trouble, he just wants to drink one hundred and eighty bowls of wine and get drunk with Zhou Yi.

"Knock Knock"

"Knock Knock Knock"

The two of them went back and forth, completely treating a boatload of people as spectators, and in the blink of an eye, each of them poured twenty catties of burning knives down, fortunately, there was enough good wine stored on the freighter, but they were not afraid of being drunk by them.

The fortieth bowl of burning knives went down, Wang Dong's face finally turned red, his eyes began to become cloudy, and he said with a big tongue: "Good brother, brother, I recognize you as a friend, I will help you bear the trouble of the Gu family in the future, do you understand?"

"Understood. Brother Wang came to me from thousands of miles away, and I had already figured it out. Zhou Yi smiled, his eyes were clear. Twenty pounds of burning knives is just a drizzle for him, easier than drinking water.

Everyone listened inexplicably, except for the smile on their chins, and a few deep glances at Zhou Yi, even Chang Sihai only thought that these two people were talking drunk, and twenty catties of burning knives poured into their stomachs, it would be good if there was no alcohol poisoning, and they would not be drunk?

"I'm not leaving"

"What?" Zhou Yi was stunned when he heard him suddenly say this.

"Brother, I have a big vacation, and there is nothing to do, so I will go with your boat, see the scenery or something, and be close to you, brother."

"Hehe, you're going to rub the boat, that's fine. ”

People in the martial arts world say that they want to be 'close and close', it is not a simple hug and handshake, of course Zhou Yi understands. Wang Dong knew that Gu Yun had been deflated under his hands, but he still wanted to be close to him, that must be a master who surpassed Dan Jin? Beyond Dan Jin? Thinking of Guan Feng and Long Aotian's story, Zhou Yi's heart also itched, since he created the 'Natural Fist', he has not fought with this legendary master, and now he has sent it to the door as a boxer, which is the best. And this person is generous and hiding, but he is a downright man, not a sinister villain, let alone a difficult lady like Gu Yun, if he is beaten, he will be beaten, and he doesn't have to worry about follow-up trouble.

"Okay, then we'll make a decision. ”

Wang Dong struggled to finish saying this, his eyes closed and he lay directly on the deck, and after a while, he snored loudly, shaking people's eardrums.

Senior Brother Wang slept for a day and a night. Zhou Yi didn't call him, knowing that with his ability, if he wanted to use his internal qi to force out the wine, it would be easy, he was really drunk with himself, and he wanted to get drunk.

At the same time, he is also adjusting his spirit, ordinary people may hurt their bodies after getting drunk like this, but for martial arts masters who have cultivated to the top, it is to let the body have a complete indulgence, and then slowly recover in deep sleep, and when he wakes up, his spirit will reach its peak.

This is like high sex ~ tide, every day will certainly hurt the vitality, but if you indulge and relax at the right time, it will make people feel better and easy to enter the peak state.

Wang Dong is definitely an experienced master, and this pre-war adjustment method is better than Li Xunhuan and Songyang Iron Sword. It is conceivable that after he finishes adjusting, he will be the biggest enemy he will encounter.

Zhou Yi is also looking forward to this battle.

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