"The original owner of the house here is a good wine person, there is a wine cellar at home, and the collection is all high-quality wine, but unfortunately now this is the palace of the king of Anjing, fortunately, the king of Anjing is often not in the capital, and the family has not carefully searched every place in the house, and over time the place where the wine cellar is located has been deserted, and there is no one on the left and right, which is just for you and me to fight wine."

The old monk briefly explained two sentences, then jumped over the courtyard wall with Li Xiaodao, and then jumped onto an old tree with dense foliage. This side courtyard was originally secluded, and there was no one to be seen, and the two hid in a tree, blocking their bodies with branches and leaves, and it was difficult for people who were a little farther away to notice.

Li Xiaodao squatted on the branch of the tree and raised his eyes to look, only to see that this elegant house was really ruined, the good attic was demolished, and a tent was erected.

"Where's the cellar?"

Li Xiaodao was afraid that he would be blinded by looking at it again, and the old monk didn't say much, so he jumped off the old tree with Li Xiaodao, and went all the way along the shade under the eaves to an old warehouse, the entrance to the wine cellar was very secret, and he didn't know how the old monk knew about it in a sandwich wall.

When he entered the wine cellar, Li Xiaodao saw that the wine stored in it was very rich, not only hundreds of small jars of wine encapsulated on the wooden shelves, but also dozens of large wine vats, all of which were sealed with red cloth, which were quite well preserved, and the whole wine cellar was filled with the fragrance of wine, and the smell was extremely intoxicating.

"Thirty years of aging daughter red, twenty years of cellaring bamboo leaf green, fifteen years of Mizoguchi Yipinxiu..."

The old monk introduced the wine in the cellar to Li Xiaodao one by one, and the gluttonous worms in Li Xiaodao's stomach had already been hooked, but he suddenly thought of something, and clapped his hands and said: "It's a pity, but I forgot to go with the wine first." ”

The old monk grinned, took out two oil paper bags from his arms, Li Xiaodao hurriedly took over and opened one by one, one package is roast chicken, and the other is peanut bracken and other side dishes with wine, although it has long been cold, but there is still a trace of aroma, Li Xiaodao saw that his index finger moved, and then he pulled a chicken leg and bit it hard, and then raised his hand to take a jar of thirty-year-old daughter red, and bit open the altar is to drink it on his head.

"Cool! Eating meat, drinking wine, that's what you want. ”

Li Xiaodao was so uncomfortable, the old monk laughed, and said: "The donor is elegant and vulgar, and the vulgar is elegant, he is really a wonderful person, and the old monk is not polite." ”

Speaking, the old monk also took a jar of wine, but his drinking method was completely different from Li Xiaodao, he held the wine jar in his left hand, twisted a peanut with his right hand, sipped the wine endlessly, and chewed some snacks from time to time, fine but not wasteful, completely like a gluttony in wine, but Li Xiaodao looked at it and felt funny, and only said: "Old monk, you remind me of a person like this." ”

"I don't know who the donor is talking about?"

"Kong Yiji!"

At that moment, Li Xiaodao told Kong Yiji's story concisely, and the old monk shook his head and said with a smile: "The donor's words are not a joke at first glance, but after careful recollection, he feels that the truth is everywhere, and the donor is really not like the world." ”

"Don't exalt me, I'm just a layman, eating and drinking, living a leper life, how much ability to do great things. But old monk, let's talk about it, although you and I don't have so many rules for this wine fight, it only depends on who drinks more and who lasts longer, but there is one thing I have to tell you in advance. ”

Li Xiaodao is not stupid, he drinks hard wine, if the old monk learns Duan Yu like that, and uses internal force to expel it while drinking, then let alone three days and three nights, I am afraid that when Li Xiaodao is drunk and dies in the wine tank, the old monk has not been drunk at all.

So Li Xiaodao made this request clear, but the old monk was quite unhappy and said: "The donor really looks down on the old monk, even if it is a winefight, the old monk will not use his internal strength, and he will compete with you with his real ability." ”

Li Xiaodao saw that the old monk sank his face, and only said indifferently: "Old monk, when you did it with Guo Daxia before, you also said that you would not bully each other with merit, but in the end, Guo Daxia's eighteen palms of dragon descent were too powerful, so I had to use all my strength to beat others and vomit blood, tsk, you have a black history, how can I rest assured?" Naturally, I want to make it clear to you, after all, I am a small person, and I can't run a horse on my chest like Guo Daxia.

Not to mention that we are the world's No. 1 wine fight, and we must be worthy of the title of the world's No. 1. “

After hearing this, the old monk's face turned red, and he didn't say anything at the moment, and his right hand only stared at the dantian under his abdomen a few times, and then said: "The donor can rest assured that the old monk has already sealed the dantian, as long as he does not use his luck, he will not be able to use his internal force within thirty hours, and if I am lucky, there will be a red light vision on my face, and the donor will know it at a glance." ”

"Hahaha, the old monk is refreshing enough, I respect you."

Li Xiaodao still knows the truth of giving a sweet jujube with a stick, and forced the old monk to self-proclaimed his internal strength, so he naturally wants to express his respect appropriately. However, Li Xiaodao's respect was also full, and between looking up and drinking, he only drank a jar of wine before putting down the jar and saying, "One to zero." ”

The old monk was also half a jar of wine in his stomach at the moment, and he was also excited, and only said: "Only those who can hold on to the end are considered winners." ”

Then, the two of them completely started to eat and drink, and after three rounds of drinking, after each of them drank four or five jars of wine, Li Xiaodao was already drunk, but he did not forget his original intention, and only said: "Old monk, it is difficult for us to distinguish between the inferior at present, but it is still early, you must fall before me." ”

"Absolutely not!"

The old monk also got drunk, and his true temperament was gradually exposed, he was originally seventy or eighty years old, maybe even older, but he pulled Li Xiaodao to fight wine, and the fighting spirit in his heart was naturally extremely high, and it was precisely because of this fighting nature that he had seen the so-called first treasure book of martial arts, Jiuyin True Scripture, before he ran to create his own Jiuyang True Scripture.

At this time, the strength of the wine is in the head, how can he be soft, after saying a word, he is no longer Svenwen, unveiling a jar of wine is to raise his head and drink wildly, wait until he drinks all the wine in the jar in one go, smacks his lips, and says beautifully: "Happy, so as to live up to the name of the world's first wine." ”

As he spoke, the old monk took two more jars of wine, but Li Xiaodao said, "Come slowly, come slowly." Old monk, your way of drinking slowly and then urgently is the most intoxicating, you don't want to get drunk like this, that really makes the name of the world's number one greatly eclipsed. ”

"Haha, the donor doesn't want the old monk to get drunk, but dissuades the old monk, the donor is really kind."

Kind-hearted people? Li Xiaodao held back a smile and replied: "Old monk, three days and three nights can be long, there is no shortage of wine and meat at the moment, but the stomach is already full, you and I simply tell some interesting things in life to accompany the wine." ”

The old monk did not refuse, at the moment, the two of them each said something interesting, Li Xiaodao has been secretly leading the conversation, not long after, the old monk talked about the wine fight with Wang Chongyang, as soon as this matter was finished, Li Xiaodao knew that the time had come, and said: "Oh, the old monk, you and the bull-nosed old Taoist are really bold, and they actually take the Jiuyin True Scripture as a bet on wine fighting, so we have no taste for wine fighting." ”

The old monk smiled and said, "The donor wants to add a color?" ”

"Color? If you want to gamble, you will bet big, if I lose this time, this life will be handed over to you old monk, even if you ask me to shave and take refuge, and give you a pension to the end, I Li Xiaodao will never say anything. ”

Li Xiaodao is also out of the way, he is not nonsense, if he really loses, he will naturally follow the contract, Li Xiaodao has always felt that people can be bad, can be cheap, but can not be done, he naturally wants to get the Jiuyang True Scripture, and even thinks about it, but he will never deceive the old monk.

"Good! The donor is so arrogant, if the old monk twists and pinched, it is not beautiful, and the old monk has nothing else, only a body of martial arts, if the old monk loses, he will pass on the true skills of Jiuyang to you, and it can be regarded as finding a successor to this kung fu. ”

That's it!

Li Xiaodao was overjoyed in his heart, but he said in his mouth: "Tsk, old monk, you really don't lose if you win or lose, if you win, I will give you a pension, and if you lose, I will become your heir, and I have to give you a pension, it is really easy to calculate, but I took this bet, who made me six unclean, and I still want to learn magic skills to compete in Huashan." ”

The old monk took a sip of wine and laughed: "The donor is kind, but the old monk is not as good as him." ”

The old monk really thinks that he has taken advantage of it, in fact, this is not surprising, in the eyes of these Jianghu masters, their values are different from ordinary people, and they are not rare in martial arts secrets, nor do they feel that they are precious, just like Huang Yaoshi, he got the Nine Yin True Scripture but did not learn it, he only wanted to create a martial art that was better than the Nine Yin, and even took out the Nine Yin True Scripture for the purpose of recruiting sons-in-law.

As for Jiuyang's divine skills, Li Xiaodao naturally knows that it is precious, but in today's rivers and lakes, he is unknown, and the old monk has no intention of preaching, and it happens that Guo Jing has fought with him just to confirm whether his Jiuyang can beat Jiuyin, and now he is betting against Li Xiaodao, except for Jiuyang, he really has no bet on the table, of course, the more important thing is that Li Xiaodao meets his eyes.

The fate has always been wonderful, making people unpredictable, and Li Xiaodao knows that today is his fate.

When the matter in his heart fell, Li Xiaodao was even more unrestrained, drinking and talking freely, just like this, I don't know how long it took, Li Xiaodao was already drunk and hazy, only to feel that everything in front of him was like a dream, he was in the clouds and fog, in and out of his dreams, completely relying on a belief not to let himself fall asleep completely.

As for the old monk, he was not much better, he was already drunk like a puddle of mud, leaning against the wall, talking nonsense in his mouth, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

While the two of them were like this, no one noticed that the door of the cellar was slowly opened.