He pushed the jar in front of me, and then sat down too, and I laughed out loud in a small place, almost knee-to-knees.

His face was a little red, and he talked about other topics, and said, "I got it from the drunkard with great difficulty." ”

"Hard." As I spoke, I picked up a jar of wine from my hand, opened the wine seal, and immediately the aroma of the wine overflowed, sniffed and said, "Qingzhan." ”

"Awesome." As he spoke, he also opened a jar of wine, and after smelling it in the same way, he said, "It's a drunken dream." ”

I sniffed it too, then shook my head and said, "No, it's a thousand heart knots." After that, he took a big sip of the Qingzhan in his hand, and the wine tasted mellow and had an endless aftertaste.

Then the two of us knocked down the jar, and the jar was empty, and I opened another jar of wine, and after a moment in front of me, it was sealed again, and I asked, "What wine?" ”

The aroma of the wine was somewhat mixed with the previous wine, I couldn't help but stretch my neck forward, and the tilted sleeves hid the wine jar behind me, I stepped back and said confidently, "Liufang." ”

He took out the wine helplessly, and said admittedly. "That's right."

"Naturally, I've been drinking this drunkard's wine for hundreds of years." As I spoke, I opened a jar of wine, and it was still fragrant.

In this way, the two of us drank back and forth, and with a shake of our hands, the empty wine jar in my hand fell, smashed on the ground and rolled twice, and then collided with another empty wine jar.

"Qin Su, I really hope you can have less tribulation, really!" I closed my eyes and reopened them, and all the ghosts in my eyes were closed.

"Tribulation...... I'm not afraid! I said with a smile, and as soon as I let go of my hand, the jar fell from my hand, smashed on my lap and rolled away.

"Tilt your sleeves, come, do it!" As I spoke, I lifted the seal and slammed the jar towards my sleeve.

"Okay,!" He replied loudly, holding the wine jar in his hand and hitting me as well.

But what is so soft? I held the jar and pushed it forward again.

What was it so hard that hit my face, and I glared hard, what was so familiar? Raise your hand and touch the thing on your face, it's slippery.

"Qin Su! You...... You hit me in the chest. The sound of my sleeves being tilted was heard as a hand pushed my hand holding the jar.

"Huh? …… Then you...... You smashed me in the face. I stammered, and with a force on my hand, I knocked the jar of wine on my face aside, and spilled the overflowing wine on my hand.

The sleeves also fell over, but they couldn't stop laughing, "Haha~ so stupid~"

"Hey~" I also laughed with my sleeves, and the wine in the wine jar was constantly shaken out.

"Qin Su, how many have you drunk?" He smiled and asked as he got up.

When I heard this, I lowered my head but bumped into the wine jar, shook my head and looked around, then stretched out my hand and said, "Nine." ”

"Nine...... So much! As he spoke, he began to count together in a daze, pointing his finger at the wine jar and pointing at the wine jar, and said, "One, two, five, seven, I...... I've drunk twenty, haha! ”

"Twenty ......" I looked a little dazed at the wine jar on the ground, but the more I looked, the more I looked, the more I looked, I reached out and rubbed my eyes, and said, "Okay, I must ...... Catch up with you. ”

As I spoke, I opened another jar of wine, and when I looked up, I poured it into my mouth, but I didn't drink much, but my face, hair, neck, and clothes were wet a lot.

The sound of the wine jar colliding sounded, and she stood up with her sleeves swaying, raised her foot and kicked the wine jar in front of her feet to my side, and then saw her blushing, squinting, carrying the wine jar in one hand, pinching the orchid finger in the other, and singing, "He is still acting in the scene where Lang rides a bamboo horse, and he is still wearing the clothes with overlapping flowers and shadows, and he is still trapped in the dream of the next life, quietly closing his clothes and sleeping, ignoring the day and night." ”

I saw that she kept turning in circles, her white clothes and black hair flew up, but the two butterflies chasing each other could not fly to the same place, and finally the butterflies stopped their wings, and they finally left quietly in one place.

The wine poured out of her hand, and then she let go, and the wine jar bent her slender fingers downward, and her body fell backwards, as if she were going to do the dream of ignoring the day.

I threw the jar out of my hand, stopped under the tilted sleeves, and stopped her backward body, her long black hair hanging down again, but there was no fluttering dress.

I picked up a jar of wine again and drank it, but I couldn't taste the taste of this wine, a jar of wine was drunk, I stood up and sat down again, without saying a word, I picked up the jar and began to drink, and after drinking dry, I slammed it on the ground, one jar of wine after another, one ring after another.

I looked up and drank the wine in my hand, but my eyes were looking at her sleeves, her eyes closed and her brows were frowning, the wine was half drunk and half spilled, and her mind was half drunk and half awake.

Standing up, wiping his mouth, he smashed the wine jar in his hand hard, and a sound made him open his eyes and look at me.

I learned to tilt my sleeves, pinched my orchid fingers, turned my voice and sang, "I was originally a woman, but now I have a long knife in my hand, I should have been a husband and a child, but now I am a wild ghost and a lonely soul, I should have a grave, but now my soul is far away, and I can't find my way home." ”

At the end of the song, I turned around and lowered my fingers to hook a jar of wine, and when I got up, I was already halfway drunk.

The footsteps were swaying, the heavens and the earth were shaking, I walked out with the wine jar, and continued to sing, "I was a wild ghost and a lonely ghost, but I dreamed of a love ...... in the world" stepped on the wine jar, and then the wine jar slipped and crooked, and then fell on one side and crushed a piece of the wine jar under me, the wine flowed all over the ground, and the tilted sleeves on the other side were already drunk, and I didn't know that my clothes were wet with wine.

There was some pain in my body, I looked at the wine in front of me, the corners of my mouth turned up slightly, and then I fell unconscious, and before I got drunk, I only had one thought in my mind, and that was "just let me be so drunk that I can't wake up!" “

But naturally I won't sleep like this, my consciousness gradually recovered, and I subconsciously wanted to open my eyes, but the eyelids were very heavy, and I tried to open them for a long time before I opened them.

I was not surprised at all when I saw the familiar scenery, and when I turned my head sideways, it was a black dress looming under the long ink-colored hair, and the back of the king of Hades was standing tall and bowing his head, and he was writing a folded text. (To be continued.) )