Side story: It's good to be happy
In fact, Feng Sheng didn't dream anything when he passed out, and when he woke up, he found himself in the middle of a certain treasure hall. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info a very large treasure hall, but the only thing to enshrine is the portrait of a Taoist priest and the thirty-two spiritual seats on the desk. The portrait and the spiritual seat have been over for a long time, and they look a little mottled, but there is only a bowl of water and a piece of sandalwood enshrined on the desk.
The old man pushed the door in and came in with a wine gourd and a dead pheasant he called an apprentice before, "You are from the Feng family?" Or is it just a ghost door? β
"I am from the Feng family, a single son, my son is Feng Bingrong, the old-timers can see through me at a glance, I don't know if you ......" Feng Sheng knows what it means to be convinced, especially for people with high skills.
"Hey, hey, it's old, let's drink this bowl of wine first...... old man silently gave Feng Sheng a bowl of wine, the lid of the wine was just opened, and a warm heart, pure fragrance overflowed.
The wine in the glass was as pure and transparent as a mirror, and he looked at the reflection in the glass and was amazed, "It's so spicy!" Wine! Feng Sheng drank all the wine in the bowl, and suddenly felt that all the pain and bitterness had accumulated in his chest, and he wanted to say something, but a large mouthful of foul-smelling black mud and filth couldn't stop spitting out, which made Feng Sheng very embarrassed.
"Hahaha, okay, I've expelled all the ghost power on your body! Let's be innocent in the future! The old man was very satisfied, and took the bowl and poured himself a full glass of wine.
"Ahem, ahem, thank you, senior, ahem, ahem......" Feng Sheng is now refreshed, feeling as light as a swallow, and the warm current in his tendons is surging and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is twenty years younger, "That...... The seniors don't know if there is still a ...... of this wine, "This wine is really good, even if Feng Sheng vomited a lot of dirt, his mouth, not only tasteless, but also full of aroma between his lips and teeth." Now his nose is also smart, and when he smells the smell of wine, his stomach is like scratching, and he asks the old man for wine with a straight face.
"Huh? Hey! Yes! The old man took out another bowl from his waist, "The last time I hit someone was fifty years ago, so I gave you a good call, come!" Drink! β
"Drink! Ha ha! After a bowl of spirits, the two of them had no "politeness", and chatted happily.
Inside Maoshan Mountain, in Dingyun Palace.
My mother was babbling and cursing because of my father's disappearance.
Jeep persuaded on the side, "Brother Feng may just go out for a walk, Maoshan is very big, it is very possible to not find it for a while, Poor Dao has notified all courtyards, as soon as there is news of Brother Feng, we can know." β
At this point, my mother couldn't say anything: "There is still a long way to go." β
It had just settled down for a short time when I heard the noise of people outside.
"Oh no! Oh no! A little Taoist priest ran in like a fly, out of breath and shouted at the jeep, "Uncle Jeep, it's not good!" Billowing smoke suddenly came out of the Half-Cliff Heavenly Master's Mansion, I'm afraid it's a fire! β
"What? What about Grandpa? β
"In ...... In the house, there is no way for the fire truck to drive in, and we have already rushed to the house with fire extinguishers! β
"Oops! Woe to you, you wait here first, and go first! Jeep was so anxious that he immediately went out.
Looking at it from a distance, I could see bursts of black smoke gushing out of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and after a while, Jeep was the first to arrive at the scene, and found that the current head of Maoshan and his uncle Master Qing Shui had also arrived.
"Uncle Shi, why are you looking outside the door! There are thirty-three generations of ancestors enshrined in it! Jeep's voice was hoarse, and he was about to break in but was stopped by Qing Shui.
"Jeep, tell me first, few people know about this place...... Hm's 'fire'? Qing Shui asked Jeep with a worried look.
"Of course I know!" The Jeep's brute strength was extremely great, and he broke free of Qing Shui and ran forward and kicked open the door of the treasure hall of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, "Taishi, grandpa!" I'm coming! Hurry up and ...... the patriarch Grandpa...... 's spiritual position is out......" Jeep's last voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, the Heavenly Master's Mansion didn't catch fire after all, but he still saw something he didn't want to see in his life......
"I say, you're so tasteless to drink!" My father, Feng Sheng, scolded in a rough voice.
"Whew! If you have the ability, you can brew it yourself! This is the last jar of Qinglu osmanthus wine I secretly buried 60 years ago! The old man staggered and drank a bowl, "Ha~ I already want to fucking drink like this!" β
"Sixty years? I said, why doesn't it smell? Give this a try! My father took out a small tin bottle and released a tormented ghost, "Zh! The father yelled and ate the ghost, and then poured a few large sips of wine into his throat, "Hiccup~" Black eyes spurted out of his father's mouth and nose.
The old man's eyes were straight, "Tell me, how do you feel?" β
The father covered his head and said, "Just rush your head, you try!" β
"Good!" The old man smashed an entire bottle, and then, like a chick, grabbed all the ghosts that escaped in all directions, and held them in the palm of his hand and pinched them into something the size of a ball.
"My brother can do it!"
"Haha, don't lie to me!" After that, the old man swallowed the balls with the wine.
"Whew-" The old man breathed a sigh of relief, not only his mouth, nose and ears spewed out black smoke, but the person was as excited as if he had taken medicine, and asked while jumping, "Is there anything else!" Anything else? This thing is so comfortable! β
"Uh...... Nope. β
"Gone? Let your fucking mule bend and fart! You've got it! What do you want to eat yourself? The old man's eyes widened with rage, and he wanted to search my father's body.
"It's gone, brother, I'm still lying to you? Okay, okay, let's see if the roast chicken here is grilled or not......"
The old man didn't find anything, so he could only sit down angrily, "After all, this is my apprentice for three years, and I'll leave some more for a while." β
"Got it, hey! The firewood is almost finished! Get me some. β
The old man was a little surprised when he heard this, "These spiritual positions are all made of Lingnan agarwood incense, and they are so resistant to burning?" I'll bring a few more this time. As he spoke, he put his arms around the spiritual seat, "Are these enough?" β
"Tsk, I look at the hanging, your chickens are really too fat......"
Seeing this, Jeep couldn't bear it anymore, trembling all over, and collapsed to the ground.
"Huh? Jeep, why are you here? Come and come and drink and drink! The father was now completely gone, and with a bowl of wine and the same hospitable host, he came to the jeep, and without saying anything, he forcibly poured it on him.
"I ...... cough cough cough cough ...... It's spicy, it's spicy! Ha! β
"How? Is it delicious? β
The jeep was afraid that he was allergic to alcohol, so he said that spirits burned his brain, and he even burned his brain with a sip of wine, and shouted, "Good wine!" This kind of words are clearly coaxing in the ears of the drunkard, and his father hurriedly poured him a full bowl, and the atmosphere was warm until the climax.
Outside the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the head of the sect rushed all the people who heard the news and were ready to put out the fire to block the door from approaching.
"Master, is Uncle Jeep okay...... There was something unusual about his voice......"
"I'm repeating! There was no misfire here! It's the grandfather who is catching up with people, and he ordered a few more sandalwoods! What are you all supposed to do, what are you going to do! Qing Shui tried his best to evacuate the crowd, but there were still some little disciples holding buckets in the back and coming here.
"HeyβI said little water!" The old man leaned on the door of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, his face was full of wine, and he beckoned to Qing Shui, "Trouble, help me bring all the wine I hid in the middle of the cliff, just under the big banyan tree, I don't worry about the others, hehehe." β
"......" Qing Shui glared at the apprentice who was probing the man next to him, "Does the master want anything?" β
"It's gone, it's gone, let's go."
Qing Shui sighed heavily, "Yes!" β
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I sat in the hall and munched on melon seeds with taste, "And then?" β
And then ...... I drank with Master Tai and your father for three days and two nights. Jeep covered his eyes and buried his head deeply, trying not to let his tears flow.