To say that a month ago, it is estimated that not many people have heard of the name of Qiu Suyang, and compared with the nine of them, it is much worse. It's literally one in the sky and one underground.

But now, if you haven't heard of the late autumn sun in the rivers and lakes, it's the same as not knowing that the first beauty in the south of the Yangtze River is cold and snowy.

The person who has been in the limelight in the rivers and lakes recently is none other than the late Mid-Autumn Festival in Shu, defeating the top five crows and blood crying in the killer list one after another. The fast sword thunder and lightning Lu Xiaoqi in Shuzhong, the swordsman Qiu Nan in the Tianshan Mountains, and even the god-level swordsmen in the rivers and lakes were forced to have no chance to make a move.

Although the late autumn sun can't be nameless with Qin Shi Mingyue, Leng Tianya, and the prodigal son of the Wind and Rain Pavilion now. The iron temperature of spring and autumn, the oriental frivolity, and the feather flying south. The dragon of the Han Dynasty shocked the sky and a sword...... and so on, compared with the super-first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, but it will definitely not lag too far behind.

The nine-fingered thousand flowers suddenly said to the late autumn sun: "It turned out to be Brother Qiu, the nine evils of Jiangnan are polite here." It's just that Du Jiang Laojiu was a little unconvinced just now, and he wanted to play with Brother Qiu, I don't know what Brother Qiu thinks? ”

Qiu Moyang smiled and said, "Wow, I don't know how the ninth brother wants to play?" ”

Nine-fingered Thousand Flowers said, "How about we just play dice?" Whoever shakes the big point wins. Two points are the smallest, twelve points are the largest, and the simplest one. ”

Qiu Moyang smiled and said, "Okay, since that's the case, Brother Nine will invite it first." ”

Nine-Fingered Thousand Flowers was not polite, and took out a small bowl from somewhere, and put the two dice on the table into it.

Then he waved his hands, and his movements were extremely skillful and elegant. His eyes were almost hollow, he was fully engrossed, his whole attention was on his ears.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. At the end of autumn, Yang saw the hands of the nine-fingered thousand flowers and the dice and the dice shaker, and knew that this person was by no means a wasted name.

The sound of the dice suddenly became a little heavier at the moment it landed, which was only a very slight change, and it was no different from what ordinary people heard. But at the end of autumn, Yang heard that the dice were the heaviest when they landed, and the most powerful when they touched the table. Because the point of the dice is the heaviest, it is a pit. The six o'clock side is the lightest because there are six pits. The opposite of one point is six, so when the dice hit the ground, the force is the greatest, and the heaviest is the heavier, the greater the number of points.

At the end of autumn, Yang said: "Amazing." ”

Nine-fingered Qianhua was surprised: "I didn't open it, how many points have you already guessed?" ”

At the end of autumn, Yang said: "Yes, if my guess is not wrong, two six." ”

Nine-fingered Qianhua was even more surprised, he slowly opened the small bowl, and the number of points in it was exactly the same as what the late autumn sun said.

The rest of the people were also amazed, and they all looked at the two of them in disbelief.

Nine fingers and thousands of flowers said: "How about we draw this game?" ”

Autumn Yang smiled: "Not necessarily. ”

"Can you win?" Nine-Fingered Thousand Flowers asked in surprise.

Autumn Late Yang smiled: "Maybe I can listen well, but it doesn't necessarily shake well." He shook his head as well.

The two dice staggered fiercely in the bowl, colliding, as if the two dice were going to fight to the death.

The more the sun shakes at the end of autumn, the louder and more violent the impact inside becomes.

The sweat on his head had fallen to the ground, and his hands could barely hold the small bowl, and suddenly his small bowl was buttoned, and the dice fell to the ground.

The sweat on the head of the nine-fingered thousand flowers had already soaked the clothes on his back, and the cold sweat on his face had fallen.

At the end of autumn, Yang opened the small bowl, but three dice appeared in it, two of them were six o'clock and one point.

One of the six points and one point was broken in half in the middle.

The whole body was dumbfounded, and they were all stunned. Liu Ye's eyes widened even more, and her eyes almost bulged out. She looked at the late autumn sun almost adoringly, feeling incredible, this person seemed to be a mystery, and could always bring people constant surprises. He is as uncatchable as a fog, as cold as ice, and sometimes he is so close to people, and he jokes from time to time.

"Awesome! Dujiang Lao Jiu is served! You must know that my Lao Jiu has never served anyone from the mouth. Nine-fingered Thousand Flowers walked out of surprise and said convincingly.

Liu Ye whispered to the late autumn sun, "How did you do it?" Can you teach me? ”

If anyone learns this trick, then they won't be rich, and if they press big and small, they don't want to shake a few times.

At the end of autumn, Yang also whispered: "I'll tell you back, as long as we can still be together in the future." ”

Liu Ye didn't understand what it meant after listening to the last sentence.

Then Baicao Xian's apprentice tasted Baicao and said with a smile at Qiu Shiyang: "I also want to make a bet with Brother Qiu, I don't know if Brother Qiu is willing?" ”

At the end of autumn, Yang still smiled and said, "I don't know what Brother Baicao wants to play?" ”

A few of them were also very surprised, Xu Taste Baicao was the most incomprehensible, and he was the most low-key, and he didn't care about fame and fortune at all, but this time he didn't think of why he suddenly gambled on the late autumn sun.

Taste Baicao smiled and said to Dog Meat Toutuo's apprentice Meat Bun Beat Dog: "I can't go on this matter, but I have to do it for you." ”

Meat bun beat the dog and hurriedly said: "Even Lao Jiu lost, I'm still playing a fart, didn't you push me into the fire pit?" Why didn't the third child see that you kid was so bad before. ”

Taste Baicao said with a confident smile: "Fourth, you will definitely win this time?" ”

At the end of autumn, Yang also wanted to know what they were playing, so he couldn't help but say, "I don't know what Brother Baicao wants to play?" ”

Taste Baicao smiled: "Bet and drink!" ”

As soon as he said this, the audience was in an uproar, and everyone looked at the herbs in surprise. This fourth child, who has the least words on weekdays and the most incomprehensible style, is so bad.

But the words below the late autumn sun surprised them even more, "Okay! It's like drinking! ”

The meat bun hit the dog almost couldn't believe his ears, he didn't expect that the late autumn Yang actually agreed. You must know that there are few people in the rivers and lakes who dare to bet on him to drink, and in reality he is the kind of liquor that is two and a half catties of liquor and the amount of beer poured casually. And in the game, like three catties of one jar, it's okay to drink three or four jars by yourself.

Meat buns beat the dog and said, "But there is no wine here." ”

Taste Baicao smiled: "There is wine, there is wine." I've got it here! With that, he took out two jars from the package. ”

At the end of autumn, Yang was greatly discolored, touched his head and smiled: "These two jars are probably not enough for Brother Meat to drink." ”

Taste the herbs and show an unfathomable smile.

But the meat bun beat the dog and looked at the two jars of wine drooling, his eyes almost lit up, so he said to the late autumn sun: "Brother doesn't know, this wine is made by the fourth child who went south and north to east and west to raise funds for seventy-one herbs that are rare in the world. This kid usually hides it, and he won't give it to me if I want him, and he let me taste it last time I said I broke my throat. If you can drink a glass of this wine without pouring it, you can be regarded as a good drinker. ”

At the end of autumn, Yang couldn't help but be very interested, so he couldn't wait to say: "Then let's start, which of us can drink it first, who wins?" ”

The meat bun beat the dog for fear of regretting the herbs, so he hurriedly said: "Okay! That's it! With that, he picked up one of the jars and put it to his mouth.

And the late autumn Yang also picked up another jar, the wine was opened, and the late autumn Yang had already smelled the incomparable aroma of wine inside. Not only gentle, soft, but also with a very charming aroma!

Make people smell it and have a lot of memories in their minds!

"Good wine! I just don't know what the name of this wine is? Late Autumn Yang asked.

"Tears!" Said Taste Herbs.

"Tears? Falling leaves, wind thinking. It can't be locked, and the red dust is cold. Rouge tears, rosemary. Parting kiss, safflower burial. Love has been broken, people are broken, eternal hatred, fate. Hurt the road, taste alone. After the end of autumn Yang finished speaking, there was a trace of desolation in his eyes, and there was an extra pain on his body. He didn't know who he was feeling, whether it was himself or Concubine Wu or Leng Ruolan.

At the end of autumn, Yang lifted the lid and drank it in a big gulp.

Concubine Wu was his only crush, and he loved her for five years, from high school all the way to college. When parting, he really shed stubborn and lonely tears in a no-man's corner.

And he doesn't know what kind of feelings he has for Leng Ruolan now.

And the willow leaves are looking at the late autumn sun, and there is an indescribable feeling. She even saw him and could hear her own heartbeat at this point.

The meat bun beat the dog and quickly unveiled it, although he didn't understand the Chinese language, he could also feel that the late autumn sun said it very well and beautifully.

At the end of autumn, after the wine is entered, the spicy is very small, the kind of softness and softness, fragrance and purity are more of a kind of lovesickness, a kind of sorrow, a kind of loneliness, a kind of loneliness. A story, the endless red dust, the corners of the alleys have peeled off, the lights in the pavilions have been extinguished, and the people have left.

The leaves fell into the flowing water, but the lips were facing the empty door

At the end of autumn, Yang's wine didn't know when it had been drunk, and there was not even a drop left, and his whole person seemed a lot lonely.

No matter who it is, they can't escape the shackles of a love word, this is a kind of fate! Eternal fate!

"Third child, don't drink, you've already lost." Taste the herb prompted.

"Huh? He actually finished drinking? Although this wine is delicious, you have to taste it, otherwise you can't drink it at all, you don't know its taste, it's strong, choking, spicy, and it's impossible to swallow it in your stomach like bitter water. Only by tasting carefully can you feel the softness, the softness, and the strong mellow aroma. ”

After saying that, the meat bun beat the dog, and he didn't know when there was a pot of wine in his hand, so he quickly poured the rest of the wine into it.

"Huh? Third! What are you doing? It took me half a year to get it, and it took another half a year to make sake alone. You pay me back the rest! After saying that, Baicao Xian desperately pounced on the meat bun and hit the dog, eager to bite its flesh and drink its blood.

Meat buns and dogs hurriedly ran around the table, not forgetting to pour the rest of the wine into the bottle as he ran.

At this time, the butcher, the apprentice of the human cook, looked at the bottle and felt familiar, and suddenly said, "Third child, why is this bottle of yours so familiar?" Isn't it mine? I remember, this is the pot I used last night."

After drinking at the end of autumn, Yang suddenly found that he had one more attribute, that is, the resistance to poison was increased by ten percent. Seeing this attribute, Qiu Suyang was already speechless in surprise.

The number of words in the last chapter is too much、、、 or I still ask for tickets and collections, and I'm almost out of motivation、、、

Welcome the majority of book friends to come and read, the latest, fastest, and hottest serialized works!