Chapter 249: Strange Worms
A group of people walked into the back room and found that a table of dishes had been set up on the table, most of them were some game, and they were steaming hot, Ming Dao also saw his favorite dish on the table, cold salad and folded ear root, this dish tastes very good, especially with porridge, this plate is enough for Ming Dao to solve several bowls of porridge.
"Come on, come on, sit down and eat, the food should be cold later, then what the hell will the child take out my wine."
Mingdao and the others sat down in turn, and a woman with a headscarf walked out from the side, still holding a wine jar like a small water tank in her hand.
Ming Dao and Pang Fatzi were stunned when they looked at it, this was to drink the rhythm of the dead.
Frightened, Ming Dao hurriedly lowered his head, ate wildly, and pretended not to see it.
"Poof"
Wei Da Niu used chopsticks to break the sealing mud of the wine jar, and an attractive aroma of wine floated out of the jar, Ming Dao couldn't help swallowing his saliva, this wine is inevitably too fragrant.
Pang Fatzi's eyes were also straight, and he kicked Ming Dao under the table.
"Brother Dao, shall we drink?"
Ming Dao didn't know when he heard it, the fat man couldn't help it, Ming Dao had banned Pang Fatzi in advance, in order to be afraid of drinking and making mistakes, and now he must be unbearable when he looks at Pang Fatzi's gluttony.
"Drink it if you want, I don't drink it anyway."
Yuan Fo on the side laughed and said: "The fragrance is full of the house, I didn't expect that Brother Wei still has such a good wine." ”
Wei Daniu said with a smile: "This wine is only available in our village, and you can't drink it outside, so let's try it quickly." ”
Yuan Buddha also did not refuse, handed over the wine bowl on his table, Ming Dao looked at the wine bowl as big as a casserole, his eyelids jumped, and he forcibly held back his desire to drink.
Bang la blah
The golden liquor was left in the glass along the jar, and there were some wolfberries and an unknown white float shaped like hairy whiskers, which Ming Dao guessed should be the roots of some medicinal herbs.
When Wei Daniu was about to pour wine for Ming Dao, he found that the bowl was covered on the table.
"Come on, little brother, you can taste it too."
Ming Dao pressed one hand on the bowl and refused with a smile: "Thank you, but I can't drink alcohol because of my alcohol allergy." ”
Wei Daniu persuaded, "Little friend, it's okay to drink a little." ”
After speaking, he directly stretched out his hand and grabbed the bowl pressed by Ming Dao, but was pressed by Ming Dao's hand, Wei Daniu glanced at Ming Dao in surprise, and added a little strength to his hand, but the bowl still did not move.
Ming Dao smiled and looked at Wei Da Niu and didn't speak, Wei Da Niu saw Ming Dao's resolute attitude, so he had to smile and let go of his hand: "Then don't drink, don't drink." ”
Wei Da Niu shook his hand behind his back, his palm was swollen red after excessive exertion, his hand trembled slightly, he had just used all his strength, and the bowl under the hand of this young man who looked very thin did not move at all.
Pang Fatzi saw that Wei Daniu put down the wine jar, and immediately stood up impatiently, picked up the wine glass, and muttered: "Why don't you pour it when you come to me, I'll come by myself." ”
Wei Da Niu sat down with a dry smile and said, "Then the little brother can do it himself." ”
Pang Fatzi poured himself a bowl of wine with a happy face, and couldn't wait to take a sip.
"Ahem, ahem."
Pang Fat's face was flushed, and he coughed frantically.
"What kind of wine is this, it's so strong, and the taste is not the same as white wine."
Ming Dao rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense, looking at this color, you also know that it is medicinal wine, you think it is cool and white." ”
Yuan Fo took a sip of intoxication, and his face instantly turned as red as Pang Fatzi, but he didn't cough, but let out a long breath and praised
"Good wine."
After eating a meal for about an hour, the dishes on the table were swept away, Mingdao was still very comfortable eating, especially those stewed pheasants, the meat was very strong after stewing, and the soup was just right, not salty or light, there were many medicinal herbs in the soup, and Mingdao was sweating profusely, but Mingdao was not stained with wine, and Pang Fatzi was drunk and confused, and he began to talk nonsense.
"Brother Dao, let me tell you, since I followed you, my life has been very moisturized, and if I want to change it in the past, it was all pickles and porridge, and the life was called a bitter one."
Ming Dao was hugged by Pang Fatzi's shoulders and rolled his eyes, why does this sound ambiguous, what do you mean after me? You can't say that, it's easy to cause misunderstanding.
"What's that, Buddha, the fat man is drunk, our two brothers will go back to the house first, and the ward will say if there is something."
Yuan Fo was also drunk at the moment, and nodded in a daze.
"Okay, then you guys go to rest first, anyway, Ming'er has nothing to do, just repair here for a day."
Ming Dao helped Pang Fatzi to the house, and Pang Fatzi was still dreaming at the moment.
Ming Dao slapped Pang Fatzi in the face, but he didn't use much energy.
"Stop pretending, hurry up."
Ming Dao doesn't have to think about it, how can a person with aura like them get drunk, and if the wine enters the stomach, it can be refined by the aura, and it can be said that people who have cultivated aura are basically not drunk with a thousand cups.
Pang Fatzi also turned over at this moment, swept away his previous drunken state, but his expression was a little dignified.
"What's wrong?"
Ming Dao was a little puzzled, he didn't need this expression if he wasn't drunk.
"Brother Dao, there's something wrong with that wine."
An abnormal flush appeared on Pang Fatzi's face, bursts of white smoke appeared above his head, and a trace of black gas appeared on his complexion.
Ming Dao saw that something was wrong, so he hurriedly walked to Pang Fatzi's side, put his hand against Pang Fatman's chest, and a trace of spiritual power crossed into Pang Fatman's body.
Ming Dao found that there was a small yellowish insect in the place of Pang Fatzi's dantian, estimated to be only a quarter of the size of a grain of rice, mixed in the yellow medicinal wine almost impossible to see with the naked eye, the shape was very strange, the limbs were all barbs, there was a very long mouth at the front of the worm, which basically occupied half of the entire body of the insect, and there was a pair of transparent wings on the back.
Ming Dao used his spiritual power to look inside, and he could clearly see that the mouth organ of the strange insect was inserted in the flesh and blood of Pang Fatzi, and the slightest trace of blood was in the body of the insect transported along the mouth organs, and soon the body of the insect grew several times, already the size of a grain of rice, and the body changed from light yellow to blood red, and the body was full of Pang Fatzi's blood.
"Brother Dao, do you want to kill it directly?"
Pang Fatzi saw that his blood was sucked in by the insects, and he felt a pain in his flesh.
"Don't worry, you wrap it with spiritual power, don't let it absorb your blood again, otherwise, depending on the speed of this bug's growth, it will definitely not take a few days to grow to a terrible length, and then you will probably be sucked dry."
Pang Fatzi said with a wry smile: "Brother Dao, are you comforting people?" ”
Pang Fatzi still divided a spiritual power to pull the insect out of his flesh and blood, and slowly wrapped it in the air.
"Buzz, squeak."
The insect made a frantic sound and rushed towards the spiritual power cover, but to the surprise of Ming Dao and Pang Fatzi, the spirit power cover couldn't stop the strange insect at all, as if it didn't have any effect at all, the strange insect flew back again, and continued to suck blood.
", Brother Dao, what should I do? I don't want to be a human jerky. ”
Pang Fatzi's face finally changed at this moment.