Chapter 211: Bird Watching Under the Moon and Feng Baobao's Memories

"Awesome, awesome!" Li Zehua nodded a little sluggishly, although it was very dazzling, but this special rune system that he had never been in contact with couldn't help but take a few more looks.

And then I never forgot about it.

"Wow! Sure enough, this kind of forbidden spell has a special composition of symbols! ”

"It's so ~ wonderful! Different from today's pompous and deliberate design! These runes are full of classicism's unique texture and mystical beauty! ”

"Ahaha! I'd love to carve one, too! ”

"Ahem." Li Zehua cleared his throat at this time and motioned for everyone to pay attention to the key points, "Look! There was still a line of Chinese characters in the middle of the pillar. ”

"Hey! Hey! ”

Several people couldn't help but go up again to take a closer look, and found that this coiling dragon pillar was engraved with "To!" This! One! Swim! "Four small words.

"! That's a lot of information! Who is so bad! ”

And a few people laughed, but one of them was unhappy.

That is Zhang Lingyu on the side.

Although he was jealous of Zhang Chulan, Zhang Chulan was a person from his Longhu Mountain after all, and he also lost a share of the embarrassment, so he immediately threw a palm thunder and sent Zhang Chulan flying.

Zhang Chulan was hit by this palm thunder and rolled on the ground several times, and the "little Zhang Chulan" with fine skin and tender flesh was choked by the stone several times, and he directly raised his voice and scolded in pain, "You can't fight if you want to!" Zhang Lingyu: I'll tell you! I've been upset for a long time! ”

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's all your own family, why are you so grumpy." Li Zehua remembered all the runes, but he was happy in his heart, and then turned his head to Zhang Lingyu and said, "You won't bother with a drunkard, right?" ”

Zhang Lingyu naturally wouldn't, he arched his hand, turned around and walked to the side. But Zhang Chulan was not happy, and yelled at Li Zehua, "Who do you say is a drunkard!" ”

Li Zehua covered his face, but for the sake of "bird watching under the moon", he didn't care about him. Then a co-gong qi was fed into his body, breaking down the alcohol and ethanol to help digestion, and then another sentence of mangqi slapped inside his body, making him sober up for a moment.

Well, it's just a reward for Shoumiyasha.

At this point, six of the seven cups have all been mastered, and the last cup, Li Zehua has digested it by himself.

"Brother Dao, slow down." Zhuge Qing stood up with his suit jacket on, his usual small eyes were still squinted, as if he had been smiling all the time, "We have all expressed something, and Brother Dao won't show one or two hands to take a look." ”

"What do I have to say?" Li Zehua said with a smile, "I am not as good as Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye, the two Taoist brothers, in terms of the ability to change all things, and the subtlety of the double skill of life is far from the exquisite Yangshen Dao, and even if it is a strange and obscene skill, and the little brother Feng Xingtong is specialized in beauty, even if you want to show your face casually, and the famous "Don't Bilian" is still here, isn't it a big knife in front of Guan Gongmen." ”

"Such a modest and tolerant style is really not your Li Zehua's style."

"My style?" Li Zehua asked rhetorically, "I don't know what my style is, and what you see is only the arrogant side, and it's stupid to say something that doesn't have a shadow to count." ”

"There are lives."

"But the road is its own."

Li Zehua smiled and then cooled down.

Li Zehua believes in life and does not believe in life, as if he respects God and Buddha but despises everything.

Otherwise, I wouldn't want to break free from the world and return to the place where I started; In the final analysis, what Li Zehua really believes in is himself.

The flowers were hidden at the bottom of the leaves for a time, and the snow was stepped on a few times in the dream.

After all, one day I have to go back, and I have been tossing and turning countless times in my dreams before.

"After all, I'm just a wanderer who wants to go home."

The last sentence of Li Zehua's voice was indifferent, but a few people still heard it.

Zhuge Qing was stunned, Wang also grinned, and only Feng Baobao looked at Li Zehua's wine glass blankly like a monkey, like a stupid roe deer preparing to fish for the moon in the water.

And the banquet progressed little by little, and finally arrived in the style that a real banquet should have. And Li Zehua's opening with the wine saint's immortal brew as the introduction was not something that a normal banquet should have.

But Li Zehua, who was supposed to be one of the protagonists, suddenly withdrew, looking at the familiar starry sky, a little dazed.

He wanted to calm down and then reintegrate into the campfire.

And he also knew that Feng Baobao was looking at himself from the side, to be precise, at the wine saint wine that he hadn't drunk yet.

"There is no flower picking in the first month ~ flower picking"

"Flowers are blooming in February"

"Picking flowers in February ~ is blooming"

"Picking flowers in February ~ is blooming"

…….

Listening to this singing, Li Zehua trembled, and seemed to be staring at a cold gaze behind him, "Do you want to bury people if you can't drink wine!" ”

But Feng Baobao said, "How am I singing? ”

Li Zehua was stunned, "It's pretty good." ”

The voice is crisp and graceful, with a hint of dialect, but it is these that perfectly sing the local flavor of this song.

The song is normal, but every time Feng Baobao sings this song, there is a person buried in the pit.

"Then that's my show, you think you should give me the glass."

Is this also an acting? The six people in front of him will cry, Li Zehua pressed his eyebrows and asked, "This glass of wine may be of great use to others, but to you it is just a delicious drink, why are you so concerned." ”

"You're not the same wine." Feng Baobao replied.

"What's different?"

"Other drinks are plain water for me, and it makes me drunk, and that's different."

Drunk? It was not clear under the night, but Li Zehua looked seriously again and found that Feng Baobao's face actually had a touch of crimson.

Yes.

Pure and ordinary wine, no matter how good it is, can't get her drunk, but this wine saint still acts on the soul, and it's not just the body that gets drunk.

"It reminds me of something that used to be, and that's enough. If I hadn't been able to beat you, I'd have robbed you. ”

Li Zehua sighed, but took out the bottle cup from the inner heaven and earth and threw it directly, "Take it." ”

The bottle cup is supported by true qi, and Feng Baobao didn't spill a drop after taking it. She didn't expect it to be so easy, her brows curled, and her dull face seemed to show joy.

She glanced at Li Zehua twice, and then took a sip of it and found a place to sleep.

And at this time, another person came over.

"Hey! Brother Li Dao. ”

I saw that the person who came was actually Zhang Chulan.

The strength of the wine on his body was unraveled by Li Zehua's sentence and co-worker's qi, but his soul was still a little dizzy, but it didn't matter much.

"Zhang Chulan." Li Zehua smiled, "Why do you have time to come to me, a "former" enemy." ”

"What an enemy is not an enemy." Zhang Chulan laughed dryly, "We don't know each other if we don't fight." ”

"And what do you have to do?"

"I'm here to talk about business, Brother Dao won't turn me away."

Then under Li Zehua's gaze, Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands and gritted his teeth and said,

"I'll exchange the Five Thunder Fa for a few things for you."