The people of the Ying tribe are hospitable, and they will arrange the fruits and meat in a short time. Piles of bonfires were lit to dispel the cold of early winter. Yingchaer hospitalized everyone to taste the aged fruit wine of the Ying tribe. The fruit wine is strong, and after just one sip, the whole body will be warm and even sweaty. No wonder the people of the Ying tribe wear so little, a few leaves can survive the winter, it turns out that there is a warming wine to help!

"King Mo, on behalf of the Ying clan, I thank you for your grace of not killing! I salute you with this glass of wine! Yingcha'er saluted each other with wine, and the Yingzu people then raised their bowls and shouted: "Thank you King Mo for not killing!" ”

Mo Liuzhi looked at the bonfire raised by the green smoke, smelled the fragrance of fruit wine again, and then said lightly: "You're welcome!" ”

Ying Cha'er watched him drink the wine, and his eyes immediately showed joy. She said 'thank you' and went back to her place.

"It's a fragrant wine, I'll take a sip of it too." Ziying was about to carry the wine jar to pour wine, but Mo Liuzhi held down the wine jar.

"The wine is strong, you're going to get drunk!" Mo Liuzhi pulled her back to her seat and casually dialed a half-ripe banana for her: "Just eat this." ”

Ziying had no choice but to give up drinking. She held the banana and her eyes fell on Song Xiaoliang opposite.

"Strange, why did Ziying look at the wine and look at me, what do you mean? Is it for me to drink? Song Xiaoliang picked up the bowl, smelled the aroma of wine, and was about to take a sip, when the old witch screamed: "Son! ”

Song Xiaoliang was taken aback, so he put down the bowl and argued: "I'm not your son!" Tooth marks alone don't prove that I'm your son! Don't recognize relatives without evidence! I'm so handsome, you're so ugly, how can we be related! ”

Seeing Song Xiaoliang put down the bowl, Ziying breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly: "Song Xiaoliang, you stupid, you didn't understand what I meant!" I'm telling you not to drink! Before he was happy, Song Xiaoliang picked up the bowl again......

Mo Liuzhi glanced at Song Xiaoliang, and then showed a sneer.

"Wait a minute!" Ziying hurriedly shouted. Yingcha'er and his people then calmed down, and invariably put their hands into their sleeves, what a strange movement!

Everyone's eyes fell on Ziying, and their eyes moved with Ziying's movements.

The originally lively atmosphere suddenly quieted down, and it was surprisingly quiet, except for the sound of a campfire burning. Mo Liuzhi sat calmly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle observing the movements around him.

Song Xiaoliang put down the bowl, looked at himself suspiciously, and then looked at Ziying: "What's wrong?" ”

Ziying pulled him out of his seat, walked to the old witch, and said to Song Xiaoliang in a commanding tone: "Confess your relatives first!" ”

"Ziying, are you drunk without drinking? How could this old woman be my mother? You see I'm so handsome, what is like her? No kidding! After Song Xiaoliang finished speaking, he turned back to his seat and continued to pick up the bowl and prepare to drink this bowl of fragrant wine.

"My son's toast is so fragrant!" As soon as Song Xiaoliang picked up the bowl, the old witch snatched it and drank it dry.

"Who toasted you, cheeky!" Song Xiaoliang sat down depressed. Ziying returned to her seat with confidence.

The old witch had drunk wine and told the story of her search for her relatives......

She is an elder of the Lu clan, named Ling Xian, and is the younger sister of Ling Yihan (i.e., Yao Liangyu). She hid in West Asia and became a sorcerer in the country of Tuotuo. In the last cycle of her life, she fell in love with the prince of the Tuo Kuo Kingdom and gave birth to a baby boy for him. Less than a month after the baby boy was born, Tuobujiang contracted a strange disease that required him to suck the blood of his loved ones to stay alive. Ling Xian knew that the prince was not sick, but had become a vampire. She couldn't bear to kill Tuobujiang with her own hands, so she used her own son to lure Tuobujiang into a desert known as the 'Land of Death'. It wasn't until the beetles in the desert bit Tuobujiang to the point that Ling Xian put the white bones into the coffin and made them into mummies and buried them deep underground. Because she had given birth to a child, and because of the excessive skill consumed by mummification, her face aged overnight. She was afraid that the mummy would suck away her son's essence, so she handed her son over to a woodcutter surnamed Song in the Central Plains for adoption. In order to make it easier to recognize each other in the future, she left a tooth mark on her son's buttocks. Seven years later, when she went to look for the woodcutter again, she found that the woodcutter had disappeared. She didn't know that when the woodcutter took Song Xiaoliang to chop wood, he encountered zombies, and the woodcutter was eaten by zombies, while Song Xiaoliang accidentally fell into the deep valley and entered the Mo tribe.