Demba felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't cancel the game set by Tashi.

Tashi smiled: "Sister Haisheng, isn't this game exciting?" Since there are wins, of course there are also losses. Let's set another rule for losing: if you can't dry a silver cup of wine in one gulp, you will lose. If you lose, we won't lose money, and we won't give you a kickback for the gold leaf you won. ”

Demba was about to lose his breath and stared at Tashi, his eyes grumbling.

Tashi felt that he was sharp and stabbing his back, not adding a little difficulty to the game, and was too protective of Haisheng.

He stubbornly gave a very harsh condition: "Sister Haisheng, you must drink twenty cups of wine in one go." The pause time in the middle is not allowed to exceed the count from one to three, and if it is exceeded, it will be considered a loss. If you spit out a sip of wine, you lose it all. We have to follow the rules of the game, and you can't refuse any request from Brother Demba and Brother Dorjee. ”

This undoubtedly cost Haishang's life.

Haisheng's face turned blue, and she never dreamed that Mima Tashi would finally make such a vicious condition.

For highland barley wine, Haishang only stayed at the understanding of its characteristics, but did not really touch the wine. If the parchment bag had more wine than she had imagined, if she didn't make it to the last cup, the result would be worse than death.

Did Tashi help her or hurt her? Looking at the flowers in the fog, I can't tell the real from the fake.

Demba's elongated face quickly returned to its original state.

"Brother Dawa Demba, do you think this deal is fair or not?" Tashi asked flatteringly.

"Fair, fairer than Daddy Tsering's iron scales," Demba scolded with a smile, "Mima Tashi, only you, a ghost elf, can come up with this ghost condition."

"Hahaha." Laba Dorjee's cheerful laughter sounded in the room: "Brother Demba, hurry up and think about your request." Otherwise, the little beauty will lose and delay the Spring Festival. ”

Listening to his tone, Haishang is destined to lose.

Wu Erniang was puzzled on the side: Dorjee's gloating expression, obviously winning the game, could it be that Haishang would lose so much that he didn't even have a chance to turn over?

Dorjee's grasp gave Tashi a sudden sense of foreboding.

There is only one case in which the seawear will lose: and that is that the parchment sac does not contain mild barley wine, but another, more terrible and heart-wrenching spirit.

But this was obviously his own sheepskin wine bag, and he knew exactly what kind of wine it contained.

Tashi lowered his head and took another closer look at the ornament on the lacing of the sheepskin wine sac, and was shocked, the ornament on the tie was a leopard's head jade pendant.

Tashi's heart sank to Kukunaor.

"I'm going to die, this is the third Dorjee's wine bag, I hurt Haishang!" Tashi secretly blamed himself for being careless, and he wanted to gouge out his eyes.

The eldest Demba, the second Tashi, and the third Dorjee carry wine bags with different lace-up ornaments. Demba lion-headed jade pendant, Tashi is a tiger-headed jade pendant, and Dorjee is a leopard-headed jade pendant.

Of the three wine sacs, Tashi and Dorjee are the most easily confused. The two sacs not only have the same fabric, the same color, but also the same lace-up ornaments. Tiger heads and leopard heads are easy to mistake in themselves. When Tashi touched the leopard's head pendant while drinking, he realized that he had taken the wrong wine bag again, and mistook Dorjee's wine bag for his own.

Dorjee doesn't like to drink the barley wine of his hometown, and loves the throat-burning liquor that is popular in Liaodong: burning knives.

The burning knife is known for its strong liquor, and is known as "the entrance is like a burning red blade, and the abdomen is like swallowing a hot fire", and people who are not sexually strong dare not touch it, and women are even more respectful.

Dorjee whistled at Tashi, who turned around to see Dorjee laughing at him with his eyes.

As early as when Wu Erniang retrieved Tashi's sheepskin wine sac, Dorjee realized that Tashi had made a mistake again, and took the leopard head wine sac as a tiger head wine sac, and he deliberately did not break it.

"Burn the knife." Tashi stomped hard, then looked apologetically at Haisheng.

Haishang gasped, and Tashi let out a "burn knife", destroying all the defenses in her heart.

Tashi apparently told her that the parchment pouch contained burning knife spirits.

Why did good barley wine become a burning knife? Haishang even lost the strength to think about it.

It is no longer important how the barley wine turns into a burning knife, but how the liquor in the bag is drunk.

Wu Erniang saw the sudden change in Haisheng's face and knew that something was wrong.

Instead of gold falling from the sky, a knife fell brightly.

Wu Erniang felt a deep chill.

As if the sheepskin sac was a hot potato, Tashi could no longer hold it steadily, and as soon as his hand was released, the sac fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Demba suddenly realized: This kid has been in the heart of Xiao Crepe from the beginning. It's not self-defeating, and I set myself a trap.

Dorjee winked at the boss: The play has begun, and our brothers will cooperate with Tashi to play the trick.

Dawa Demba will understand, and he thinks that it is good to come up with the appearance of the second child.

Demba opened his mouth: "Tashi, don't get cold, you come and pour the wine, and grasp the proportions." "The implication is that you Tashi thought of the method, everyone has no opinion, don't cut corners with these twenty cups of wine.

Haisheng's face changed when he heard this, and Tashi's face became even more ugly.

In full view, there is no way to cheat.

Tashi was at a loss. I blamed the two brothers Demba and Dorjee in my heart: With money, why is my heart obsessed?

Tashi has the same bloody temperament as Demba and Dorjee, and his way of doing things is very different from the two.

Tashi likes women, he likes the delicate girl like a cloud on the horizon, and he also likes a woman who is as clear and transparent as Qinghai Lake. He hopes to impress girls with his rough and loud singing voice, and capture women with his charm that exudes the mixed smell of prairie and cheese, rather than a naked trade in wealth.

It's a pity that his brothers Demba and Dorjee don't think so: rich is the "Jiabo" (king), the dominant eagle on the holy mountain. None of the women who were favored by them could let her slip out from under their noses, so tonight could not break the precedent.

Tashi didn't want to fall out with Demba and Dorjee, after all, they were brothers on horseback.

Tashi picked up the parchment sac, bit down on the sack, filled a cup of burnt knife spirits, and saluted the sea with both hands.

At the moment of the great enemy, Haishang is not afraid in his heart.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Haishang.

With no choice, Haishang raised the silver cup and poured not a drop of the burning knife into his throat.

The liquor almost grazed the throat of the seadress and poured directly into her stomach, and the belly of the seadress was like a pile of dry wood lit, rising from the bottom to the top, and the stomach and intestines were constantly convulsing.

"The entrance is like a burning red blade, and the belly is like swallowing a hot fire" is definitely not alarmist, and Haishang today is a personal embodiment of burning a knife.

Haishang is eager to win, and plans to take advantage of his soberness to dry it seven or eight cups in one go, and then slowly consume the remaining burning knives in his bag.

She couldn't help but snatch the parchment sac from Tashi's hand, poured a glass of wine herself, and wiped it all away.

This sip of wine fell into the stomach, and the abdominal cavity boiled all at once......

There was a burning fire in Haisheng's gasp, and she even heard the crackling of her liver and intestines.

Drinking too much liquor is a big taboo, Haishang doesn't understand, it's just that she really can't think of a better way to drink and burn knives.

The third cup of wine was served, and the sea dress poured a cup full of wine, tried his best to stabilize his hands, brought it to his mouth smoothly, closed his eyes, raised his head and poured it down violently.

The fire in his stomach burned even more, almost turning into a sea of fire, and Haishang felt that her internal organs began to twist and begin to deform.

Haishang was sweating profusely, and Wu Erniang was terrified, but she couldn't think of an effective way to stop this terrible game.