The peanut gradually lifted one end of it, and finally slipped off the wall.

"I won! I won! Master Zheng shouted. The chair made a creaking sound, and he was willing to break his bones for Master Zheng.

The second throw was still the first throw, Master Zheng. Master Zheng's old tricks are repeated, and he is charming and charming. However, this peanut was unwilling to surrender to him, and stayed away from Jin Lian, falling far away from it four or five inches.

Master Zheng was dumbfounded, as if he couldn't put a peanut in his mouth. The people at the table let out a sorry exclamation for him.

Master Xu also made the same sound, but the nostrils of the boss he supported leaked out of resentment. Master Xu exhaled and tried to make himself as steady as Mount Tai.

He was very annoyed by the mistake in the previous hand, and he knew very well that it was not his level. In order to avenge the humiliation of a defeat, he practiced hard at home day and night for two months, and even the best shooters in Suizhou would marvel at his accuracy.

He had to concentrate and imagine the jade cup in the soft shoe as his favorite concubine, and the peanuts in his hand as himself. Here, only he is qualified to hug his concubine, and only his peanuts are qualified to fall into the jade cup.

"Poof!" The peanut fell into the jade cup, and it spun obliviously, sinking willingly.

"Good!" Everyone applauded, forgetting the regret just now. Master Zheng didn't forget, he gritted his teeth, he wanted to take the peanut out of the jade cup just now, throw it into his mouth, and break it into thousands of pieces.

"What's the matter, just throw it in? See who has the last laugh! Master Zheng picked up a peanut and blew it into his mouth, blowing all his talent and luck onto the peanut.

He pondered for a moment, his blazing eyes not allowing anything to spoil his idea. Peanuts come out of your hands. However, everything turned out to be contrary to what he had envisioned.

The peanuts crossed the golden lotus and the jade cup and landed in a bowl of wine from the person opposite Master Zheng. As if he had done something wrong, the man took the bowl and drank it down, destroying the evidence cleanly.

Mr. Zheng sat slumped in his chair, puzzled why his life was brilliant and dazzling at first, and then gradually lost its brilliance.

Master Xu has the chance to win, and his only mistake has already occurred and is over.

He smiled and treated the peanuts in his hand gently and elegantly, unlike Master Zheng who forced it to hit the target. He wants to let peanuts and rice blend with fine wine willingly.

Master Xu got his wish and won the third handful. Although the 2-1 win against the opponent was a bit unsatisfactory, it was a win after all, after all, he got the opportunity to drink with the golden lotus.

Master Xu poured a big bowl of wine for Master Zheng first, and he wanted to save the best moment for the end.

Master Zheng picked up the bowl and put it in front of him. The usually mellow smell of wine dissipated without a trace, and he shook his head in frustration and closed his eyes.

A drop of wine spilled out and splashed in his face. No one noticed the inconsequential details, and they cheered with all their hearts.

The three disciples of Shi and Shennong Palace found a grain of something falling into the bowl of wine.

Shi was surprised and was about to ask Yongmen Guang what was going on. Yongmen Guang motioned for him not to speak.

The little beggar paced beside them casually, as if he were one of them, rejoicing and regretting with them.

Master Zheng didn't let the bowl of shame stay in his mouth for a moment, and after he was down, he slammed the empty bowl upside down on the table, opened his eyes, and waited for a comeback.

Master Xu smiled and picked up the soft shoes in the center of the table and slowly raised them to the front. The closer he got, the more his hands trembled, and his smile gradually turned into a hysterical smirk.

His breathing began to rapidize when his nose touched his soft shoes, and his eyes couldn't help but close. His lips were so hot that he couldn't wait to stick them on, slowly explored, and finally found the jade cup.

He took a sip of wine, and all the best tastes in the world penetrated into his teeth like a rushing tide in his mouth, striking his palate and jaw, chasing his dragon-like tongue.

The people around him tilted their heads and kept swallowing their saliva.

"Hurry up! That little glass of wine has been drunk for so long! Master Zheng was jealous and impatiently urged Master Xu.

Master Xu turned a deaf ear and began to rush into the sky for the second time. Just as he was getting carried away at the top of the clouds, a drop of wine splashed on his nose. No one was surprised.

Likewise, no one noticed that an out-of-place grain had fallen into his jade jar, except for the stone and the three disciples of Shennong Palace.

Master Xu did not hesitate to stretch out his tongue and lick the drop of wine. The emperor lived up to his wishes, and not a drop of wine escaped from his mouth.

He reluctantly put the third and last sip of wine into his mouth. There are also two peanuts that have been soaked and swollen in this sip of wine.

Mr. Xu chewed carefully, minced peanuts and some unknown objects, but he believed that they were also treasures, mixed them with the fine wine, and finally swallowed them into his stomach.

The little beggar walked back to his seat, although Master Zheng shouted hoarsely to start the game again.

"Aren't you looking? The game isn't over yet! The stone's gaze moved with the figure of the little beggar, and the white neck was still stretched out in the most lively direction.

"It's over!" The little beggar clapped his hands, as if he had made a big deal.

"It's not over, don't you hear they're going to start another round again?"

"I can't start." The corners of the little beggar's mouth turned up slightly, and a malicious laugh burst out of his nose.

"How do you know?" The stone retracted its neck, and it seemed that the wonderful situation had been transferred from the two grandfathers to the little beggar.

"Look!"

"What are you laughing at......"

There was a loud "plop" sound, the bluestone ground raised dust, the beams and pillars of the ancient temperament trembled slightly, and the drinkers panicked and looked for the source of the vibration.

Mr. Zheng fell to the ground, rolling on the ground with his hands on his stomach, cups and dishes of wine and delicacies scattered all over the ground, one of which was a pot of wine spilled on his head, and his wet head looked like a reservoir dog that had been beaten with a stick.

The stone covered his mouth and laughed, feeling relieved. He was disgusted with Master Huan Zheng, disgusted with his disgusting infatuation with the three-inch golden lotus, disgusted with him taking his own judging status, taking off the golden lotus in front of the public to humiliate the beauty, and disgusted with him using it for wine.

"How? I'm right! The little beggar lowered his voice.

"Could it be ......" Stone remembered that the little beggar had been hanging around them just a moment ago, and remembered that someone had put something in their wine, and he began to look at the little beggar.

He couldn't believe that this weak, thin, small, disheveled, filthy little beggar in front of him had such a high level of kung fu.

Master Zheng's servants don't know what to do, although there are many people, they don't have much strength at all. Four or five people surrounded Master Zheng, watching him stick more and more filth to his body, his voice getting quieter and quieter, and his breath getting weaker and weaker.

"Ouch!" Master Xu shouted. He also clutched his stomach, his face was pale, and beads of sweat sprung up on his forehead like mushrooms after a rain.

Everyone at the table was terrified. It seems that the wine and food have been poisoned, and they are worried that they will soon be in pain like the two masters.

The restaurant owner came out of nowhere. He was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he knelt in front of Master Zheng unconsciously, and said incoherently: "This, what's wrong?" Master Zheng, our dish, you, are you okay? We don't have a problem with food and wine! We've been driving for so many years, and we've never had anything like this! Are you sick? ”

He raised his head and looked up at everyone, like a poor worm who has been bullied: "My food and wine are really fine, it's none of my business!" ”

Master Zheng's servants finally found an opportunity to make a contribution, and several people punched and kicked the restaurant owner.

The restaurant owner was finally relieved, and no longer denied that there was something wrong with their wine and food, but was willing to waive the money for the food and drink and bear all the medical expenses.

A dart was shot at the three-inch soft shoe, which was staggering and no one cared about.

One of the few people on the table who was still sober grabbed the dart tremblingly, and the note on it was crookedly written with a few words: "Lotus is self-inflicted, poison is thrown in wine, if you want to detoxify it, the land temple in the east." ”

"You see, it's really poisonous!" He held the note aloft as if he were clutching a gold medal for avoiding death.

"Read it out!" Companions are desperately demanding. After he read those twenty words, everyone introspected.

Regarding the question of whether they are lotus idiots, people who are confident that they are not are greatly relieved, and people who think they are slumped on the ground, and those who are swaying scratch their ears and cheeks, racking their brains to dig up evidence that they are not.

Master Zheng stood up miraculously, staggered out of the restaurant with the support of his entourage, and went to the land temple in the east. Master Xu followed closely behind alone, and he seemed weak.

The stone, the little beggar and the three disciples of Shennong Palace had already left the restaurant. Bao Tiannu, Li Zigang and Yongmen Guang were sent away by the little beggar, and he and Shi went to the land temple in the east.

"Are you from Shennong Palace?" Shi asked the little beggar, and he couldn't help but associate the little beggar's extraordinary skills with Shennong Palace.

"I've been messing around over there since I was a kid."

"Why did those three people listen to you so much, you let them go, and they left?" The stone is not reconciled.

"Profit is the most critical factor for a person to do something or not to do something. Didn't they just say that? I want to go back to Shennong Palace to give an account to the master. If they follow us to the Land Temple, wouldn't it be a waste of time? There they get nothing. ”

"You've got it."

"I know it if I've been on the rivers and lakes for a long time."

"I envy you so much, I don't know anything." Stone looked at the thin little beggar and came up with the idea of worshipping him as a teacher.