Text Chapter 100: A Drunken Night

Zhou Mengyuan and Tiegou came to a restaurant in the county seat, ordered a plate of beef, a plate of peanuts, half a hoof, and a small jar of rice wine.

Iron Dog is taller and stronger than Zhou Mengyuan, and he is also a talent. When they were studying together, they also secretly liked Qin'er, but because the family was too poor at that time, knowing that Zhou Mengyuan liked it, they had to keep that love in their hearts. When I came back this time, after hearing a lot about Zhou Mengyuan's family affairs and personal matters, I boldly went to find Qin'er, but was ruthlessly rejected, and I felt uncomfortable.

"Little Master..."

"Call me Mengyuan. We are small, and it is more intimate to call us by name. โ€

"It's the same name, it's just a title, and I feel awkward to change my words for a while. โ€

"Then whatever. Come on, let's do it first. โ€

"Young master, I heard Qin'er and her mother say that Qin'er has found her mother-in-law's house, but it's not you. โ€

"Oh... Well... I don't know yet. Have you been to Qin'er's house?"

"Went around in circles. After all, growing up together, there are very few peers in the village anymore. โ€

"Me and Qin'er... I have more important things to do, and there are many reasons that are difficult to describe. โ€

"Is it revenge? More than half a year has passed, and you haven't moved at all, brother, I don't know how you survived? If I carry a knife and break directly into the Qi family's village, I will cut people when I see them, and I won't be able to hurt his vitality and his bones. โ€

Zhou Mengyuan was speechless, and drank the stuffy wine one after another.

I don't usually drink much, but my face and neck soon turned red and my body was hot, and my consciousness and movements became in a trance.

Unfastened the collar to breathe, revealing the relic's fingers naked.

When the time comes, I will take revenge on the demon suppressor and make his Qi family completely annihilated and completely disappear in this world. โ€

"Young master, what is hanging around your neck? โ€

As soon as Iron Dog asked, Zhou Mengyuan immediately pulled up his collar and buttoned it up.

The old monster of Qiao Shan has explained that he can't let the magic finger see the world of wine, meat and flowers, the reason is that the owner of the magic finger is a real Zen master, and these things and scenes will defile him.

"To tell you the truth, it is a relic, and if nothing goes wrong, he will be my everything. โ€

Wine talk.

Iron Dog thought Zhou Mengyuan was talking nonsense.

"Young master, you can't drink anymore. Let's go back. โ€

"I don't want to go back. Every time I go out and come home, I feel bad when I look at my poor grandmother. โ€

"The more I feel that my grandmother is pitiful, the more I have to accompany her. After all, grandma can't see, and her heart is lonely. โ€

"Okay. I'll go check out. โ€

When Zhou Mengyuan got up, his feet were already unstable.

"You're welcome, young master, let me go. โ€

"No!" Zhou Mengyuan glared and said, "If you pay for our brothers' drinking, won't it hurt the face of my young master of the Zhou family." โ€

Iron Dog had no choice but to follow him.

"Settle accounts. How much is it in total?" Zhou Mengyuan touched everywhere, penniless.

"Guest officer, it's forty-eight dollars in total. The cashier waited with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Iron Dog hurriedly took the money to pay the bill.

Zhou Mengyuan's flushed face showed embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I forgot to bring money." Brother, I'll pay you back when I go back. โ€

"Good. It's okay, it's okay if it's not. Let's go. โ€

Although he was drunk, he was not really drunk.

Zhou Mengyuan was clear in his heart.

lost face in front of everything that was not as good as his own since he was a child, and Zhou Mengyuan was the first time.

There was another sense of loss in my heart.

The cold wind on the horseback on the winter night was like a thorn, and it quickly disappeared the red on Zhou Mengyuan's face, but it added a bit of drunkenness to him, and he couldn't even remember how to go back and lie on the kang clearly.

In the dark, I remember that I seemed to have pushed Ganoderma lucidum a few times, and I also seemed to have scolded a few times.

Lingzhi came to the old woman's side and told her that Zhou Mengyuan was drunk.

The old woman said: "Lingzhi, you are usually willing to serve Meng Yuan, but now that he is drunk, he should be by his side." Grandma was blind, deaf, unable to see or hear anything, and nothing had happened. โ€

The old woman's words are equivalent to giving a customs clearance permit.

When Lingzhi returned to Zhou Mengyuan's cave, he was already drunk and asleep.

The kang was burned hot, exuding the smell of burnt straw mats, and there was no chill in the kiln.

Zhou Mengyuan tore the clothes on his chest with his hands and muttered "hot".

"Young master, I'll give you a wide coat. โ€

Lingzhi saw that Zhou Mengyuan was so drunk that he didn't react, so he gave a great relief.

The flames of the clear oil lamp jumped, adding a few handfuls of firewood to the already burning Ganoderma lucidum and adding a few impulses.

After more than two months of drought, under the witness of the clear oil lamp, it began to moisten the rain.

Of course, of course, there is also everything in the cave, such as the relics of the abbot of the Daming Temple of the Western Turk Kingdom tied around Zhou Mengyuan's neck.

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Seeing that the one hanging around Zhou Mengyuan's neck was a relic, he was a little distracted.

Does this thing still glow?

Lingzhi's hand soothing Zhou Mengyuan's chest stretched out curiously.

It was the moment that slender jade hand touched it.

Wow!

The knuckles snapped a few times, as if they exploded, and burst out of an extremely strong purple light that seemed to shatter the entire world.

"Ahh

Lingzhi was so frightened that he rolled down, quickly turned off the lights, and obediently lay down on the bed.

The abbot's sigh echoed in his ears.

"I am a cultivator, I have often seen wine and flesh in the dust, and I have been completely defiled and withdrawn from the pure Dharma realm, and I have no distinction between good and evil, and I can't help myself, and I am ashamed of my Buddha!

In the dark, Zhou Mengyuan dreamed that the abbot was talking to himself, "Disciple, listen! This abbot has something important to tell me, if you can send me back to my hometown temple to visit, if you ask for anything in the future, you will agree to it, and you will never break your word." So, he ran all the way to the abbot's tomb.

was going down the tunnel and was pushed down the abyss by Huang Xingjie, who was hiding behind the boulder, laughing wildly.

"Ahh

With a scream, his body fell like a falling stone.

It's over, it's over! A lot of things have come to naught before they started.

In extreme anger and disappointment, Zhou Mengyuan said angrily: "Sister Huang Xing, I won't let you go if I am a ghost!"

"Haha! If you become a ghost, we are just together, and the ghost sister can help you fulfill your life wish. โ€

As he spoke, he was held hostage from the air.

"Let go of me! Let go of me! Keep insisting, and I'll beat you back to your original form. I'm the revenge demon under the old monster of Qiao Shan!"

Zhou Mengyuan struggled, waving his arms and kicking the quilt off the kang, and he woke up.

Lingzhi was so frightened that he hid aside, holding his clothes in his arms to keep warm, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Sitting up suddenly, seeing that there was not a single thread on her body, Lingzhi's eyes were frightened, and she understood that it was a dream that scared her, and she also understood what she had done on this drunken night.

Everything doesn't matter.

Only the resurrection of the Demon Finger is the big deal.

"No, it didn't scare you, did it?" Zhou Mengyuan gently twisted his magic finger, and said apologetically to the Lingzhi who took the quilt on the kang to cover himself, "I dreamed, I was surprised and delighted, and the Easter Finger Festival is no longer over." โ€

Lingzhi snuggled up, his eyes were affectionate, and his voice was very sweet, "It's okay." I only complain that Lingzhi is delicate and can't help the young master with a hand of revenge, which is really ashamed. โ€

Knowing what Lingzhi was doing at the moment, looking at the blushing face and white shoulders, Zhou Mengyuan was no longer interested, "Hurry up and rest, I will go to the mountain to discuss important matters with my master after dawn." โ€

"Young Master, the knuckles on your neck were exposed again last night. It's violet, extremely strong, extremely harsh. โ€

"Ah!" Zhou Mengyuan was taken aback, "Great! It means that he still has signs of life, which is exactly what I was expecting." โ€

When I looked at it in front of my eyes, I saw that the surface of the magic finger had become black and shining, like porcelain enamel, and I remembered what the abbot said in my dream, and I couldn't help but say: "The sky supports the right way, so that I can go north, win the abbot's heart, and save the people of the world." Good!

Lingzhi blinked, "So, the young master can take revenge?"

This is the first time since the accident in the Zhou family that Lingzhi has spoken out about revenge, and Zhou Mengyuan is a little excited.

"Not only can you take revenge, but you also want you and Maodan to live in a new house and live a good life. โ€

"Young master, Lingzhi accompanies you, and you don't have any extravagant hopes, just want you to be kind and kind. โ€

Zhou Mengyuan lay down, "The ambition of a big husband, the little woman doesn't know it." โ€

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