Chapter 142: Stealing Life (12)
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"Humph!" The three madmen couldn't see the soft bone person the most, snorted coldly, replaced the knife with their hands, and the ghost of the hand qi knife turned into a burst of mist and dissipated into the air, and since then there has been no such person in the Three Realms and Six Realms.
After beheading the veteran oil, the huge statue behind the three madmen also dimmed and slowly disappeared.
"Haha! It's good, it has the demeanor of a teacher! After the five ghost Taoists finished speaking, they took out a small silver kettle from their arms, and the three madmen thought that the five ghost Taoists had taken out some secret treasure and wanted to collect the dissipated soul of the veteran oil, and their eyes narrowed into a line and stared at the silver kettle.
I saw that the silver pot was engraved with some common patterns, except for the cap of the bottle, which was made of tortoiseshell, and the rest was nothing too amazing.
"Could it be that there is some charm engraved in this pot?" The three madmen muttered in their hearts, after all, this silver artifact was too common.
Seeing that the three madmen looked at him with strange eyes, the five ghost Dao people thought that their makeup was messed up, so they hurriedly looked up and down, only to see that this plain dress was still like a fairy wind Dao bone, which was no different from just now, and the five ghost Dao people couldn't help but muttered in their hearts: "Why does this little rabbit cub keep looking at himself like this?" Could it be that this little rabbit cub has a habit of breaking sleeves? ”
Not to mention that people are old and refined, these five ghost Taoists also looked at the three madmen carefully, and saw that the eyes of the three madmen seemed to only pay attention to the silver bottle in their hands, not like what they had guessed just now, the five ghost Taoists shook the bottle in their hands like talking about cats and dogs, and saw that the eyes of the three madmen also jumped, and the five ghost Taoists laughed, thinking that the three madmen had taken a fancy to the pot of wine in their hands, and laughed and said: "Stinky boy, the eyes are very poisonous!" ”
"Hey, hey!" The three madmen smiled and made a gesture of please, the three madmen were also bargaining in their hearts, and when they heard the five ghost Taoists say this, they regarded the silver kettle as a magic weapon.
I saw that the five ghost Taoists reached out and grabbed the red tortoiseshell lid, and pulled it hard, only to hear "Boom!" The lid fell, and the three madmen immediately cheered up and watched carefully what strange things would happen next.
It's just that I didn't expect that what overflowed from the silver bottle was a familiar aroma, and the three madmen knew that this was the old lady with the age when they smelled it, compared to the drunkard Zhang's Tibetan wine, it was on par. The three madmen who smelled the smell of wine also smiled awkwardly, feeling that their nerves were a little too sensitive.
"Stinky boy, every time you finish this shady thing, remember to take a sip of wine, it's really a happy life." The Five Ghost Daoists poured a large sip of old wine and said.
The three madmen nodded greedily, he also knew this truth, and he just drank to get rid of the bad luck on his body.
Seeing that this named apprentice was greedy, the five ghost Dao people directly threw the silver kettle over.
The three madmen who caught the silver kettle knew that the silver kettle had no secret, and they didn't look at it very closely, so they drank it directly.
Two taels of yellow soup and three madmen burped comfortably and said, "Good wine." ”
"Haha, bring it to me when you've drunk enough, this is the wine I've hidden for years, and I won't take it out easily." The Five Ghost Daoist said like an iron rooster.
"Master, give me another bite." The three madmen swallowed a mouthful without waiting for the five ghost Daoists to agree, and most of the pot was swallowed.
Looking at the posture of the three madmen drinking, the five ghost Taoists were distressed, this old wine was tightly carried with him on weekdays, and it was generally a sip to relieve his cravings, and he happily took it out today to luxury, but he didn't expect that this apprentice who had just received it completely regarded this wine as cold water to quench his thirst.
"Stinky boy, you take it easy, this wine is not easy to come by!" As he spoke, the five ghost daoists stepped forward and took the silver pot.
"Master, don't be so stingy, I'll pay you back another day." The three madmen blushed and said, eighty percent of the wine came up.
"Also? Where did you go to return it. Do you know where my wine comes from? The five ghost Taoists took the silver pot into their arms, just like a baby.
"Where else could this wine come from? Could it be that when you got married, Shizang's daughter was red? "The three madmen were really drunk, and they couldn't speak, so they started to talk nonsense.
Although the three madmen spoke out of tune, the five ghost Taoists obviously didn't take these too seriously, but carefully closed the lid made of tortoiseshell, put the silver pot into his arms and said: "Stinky boy, don't say it, if you want to talk about this wine, it has a great origin, this is what I accidentally found when I went to that mountain and river to find a suitable puppet a few years ago, and I almost broke half my life for this wine in that ancient tomb." ”
The three madmen are now dazed, and they don't know what these five ghost Taoists mean, and they don't know what they mean by visiting famous mountains and rivers to find suitable puppets, which is to find good feng shui places and find some preserved corpses to practice a puppet.
The Five Ghost Daoists also seemed to be a little drunk, and said with a smile: "I think I succeeded when I was six years old when I was Chinese New Year's Eve, and since then I have made two vows, one is to use my ghost puppet technique to refine the most perfect ghost puppet in the world, and the other is to taste the wine in this world, only to find out in the end that I have only done one thing in my life, and this wine is almost drunk......"
"Hahaha......"
"Master, you ......" The three madmen didn't finish their words and lay straight on the ground, apparently asleep.
"Stinky boy, stinky boy, my only hope right now is to pass on my ghost puppet technique, don't bury my life's hard work......" The Five Ghost Daoist muttered, just like many parents, pinning their unfinished dreams on their children.
The three madmen slept peacefully in the fragrance of wine, and there were five ghosts and Taoists in this night, and he slept even more soundly......
Looking at the three madmen and five ghosts who fell asleep, there was a lot more tenderness in their eyes, like a loving father.
As the night wore on, wolves howled in the mountains, and the ghost puppet stamped back and forth like a faithful guard.
Those scarlet eyes scared off many wild wolves who were eyeing them off......
In his sleep, the three madmen seemed to have come to the market in Taiping Town, the market was very lively, and there were portraits of Ciren hanging everywhere, and Ciren was standing on the stage with heavy makeup and smiling at him, he was happy, but his heart was vaguely very uneasy, because the square stage was built on a black cat, and the black cat's eyes were wide and staring at the three madmen viciously......