readx;? The wilderness, a land untouched by civilization, follows the most primitive rules of nature, exuding an air that is both cruel and full of wild charm. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Mountains, forests, grasslands, lakes, everything in the original ecology constitutes the most basic wilderness land. And the beasts bring life to the wilderness, and of course, they also mean danger to those who are thrown into the wilderness by their families.

Sunset Town, an ordinary town on the border between human civilization and wilderness, is just a boast of the town's residents, according to the standards of the human empire, Sunset Town, with a permanent population of only two hundred people, can only be regarded as a village.

Desperate criminals fleeing into the wilderness, children of nobles who fail to compete and enter the wilderness in an attempt to make a last-ditch effort, and wilderness hunters who hunt wild beasts for a living, have created the deformed prosperity of Sunset Town.

The Wilderness Tavern was the main beneficiary of this perverse prosperity, where the convicts drank Zhuangxing wine, the nobles drank bitter wine here, and the Revenants made it a second home.

A year ago, there was an additional black-haired and black-eyed bartender in the Wilderness Tavern, his name was Zhou Mo.

A white rag was scrubbed hard by an ordinary hand on the black wooden counter, and the stains caused by the spilling of rum and red beer were erased with difficulty, and Zhou Mo meticulously cleaned up his post.

It's early in the morning, the hangover drunkards are still asleep, the tavern has no business, and the owner of the tavern, Uncle Redbeard, will not come over for a quarter of an hour, and there are hundreds of square meters of tavern, only Zhou Mo is alone.

After finishing the last bit of work, and looking at the tavern that had become neat and tidy again, Zhou Xuan let out a breath of turbidity, glanced at the drunk lying on the ground outside the tavern, and his black eyes lit up.

Before Zhou Mo's future, Uncle Redbeard's rule was that all the guests who were drunk in the tavern would be thrown out of the tavern after closing at midnight, and at dawn, Uncle Redbeard would kick them awake one by one, and call them in a loud voice that could wake up the whole town to come in and continue to drink or get out.

After Zhou Mo came, the rules were still the same, but there was an extra process in the middle.

Walking out of the solid wood arched door of the tavern, Zhou Mo stretched out his right hand and touched the forehead of each drunk, during which there was no shortage of alert people who opened their eyes violently, but when they saw that it was Zhou Mo, they collapsed to the ground again and ignored it.

It is said that when Zhou Mo was picked up by Uncle Redbeard, he was paralyzed among the drunkards outside the tavern, with a high fever, if it wasn't for Uncle Redbeard closing the door and finding that the black-haired boy was not breathing right, he touched his forehead, Zhou Mo would have died silently on that cold night.

Therefore, Zhou Mo developed a habit of checking to see if these drunks were sick before going to bed and after finishing work in the morning.

Outside the tavern, there were seventeen or eighteen drunken men, mostly wilderness hunters in leather armor and cloaks, and a few lined with silk clothes, these were nobles who had been thrown here by the family. As for the criminals who were desperate in the empire, most of them were in a hurry, and after purchasing a batch of daily necessities in the tavern, they left as fast as they could.

Zhou Mo's movements were very agile, moving swiftly among the drunks, and his toes did not bring up a trace of dust, when Zhou Mo's palm touched the forehead of the last drunkard, for some reason Zhou Mo's feet paused slightly, and a footprint was deeply imprinted on the land of the town, Zhou Xuan's black eyes narrowed slightly, and found that this was a down-and-out aristocratic child, extremely handsome, with handsome facial features like a marble sculpture, and a long golden wavy hair.

Looking up and down at this down-and-out nobleman, he didn't find any coats of arms and patterns that could represent the status of the nobleman, Zhou Mo frowned slightly, according to the red-bearded father, this kind of nobleman who can't see his identity is the biggest and the most dangerous.

Stay away from this man in the future. This thought flashed through Zhou Mo's mind, and then it was replaced by a wave of joy, and the harvest of the past whole year was not as much as that of this down-and-out nobleman.

With the force of his feet, he smoothed out the footprints he stepped on, Zhou Mo returned to the tavern, his fists were clenched, and the linen clothes that were originally very loose were instantly supported by the bulging muscles of Zhou Mo's whole body, and when he rolled up his sleeves, the tendons on Zhou Mo's arms were prominent, dark in color, and faintly metallic.

"Yes, the tendons are pure black, although the heat is still a little worse, but it is only a matter of time before the black iron is gone. ”

Uncle Redbeard's voice suddenly appeared, Zhou Mo raised his head and smiled, let go of his fist, and his body returned to normal.

Uncle Redbeard is extremely burly, standing outside the counter as if there is an extra wall, his face has a conspicuous red beard like a flame, Uncle Redbeard seems to have dwarf blood, the beard is very big, but the eyes are small, which is shining, he looked Zhou Mo up and down, snorted coldly, patted the black wood counter with his big fan-like hand, and saw that there was no dust bounced, so he sat down with satisfaction.

Zhou Mo looked strange, he hadn't heard Uncle Redbeard's loud voice today, and looking at Uncle Redbeard's appearance, he didn't mean to kick those drunkards awake. But Uncle Redbeard never asks where he comes from, and likewise, he never asks about Uncle Redbeard.

With the strongest snow-capped mountain burning knife as the base, then blood grapes, fresh ox blood, and sea rum, Zhou Mo quickly concocted a glass of wine, poured it into an oak cup, and put it in the hand of Uncle Redbeard.

The wine was viscous, swirling in a glass the size of a bowl, and the dark red liquid looked like lava brewing.

Uncle Redbeard drank all the wine in one gulp, closed his lips, held his breath, and felt the ** in his abdomen like a volcanic eruption, the bloody decapitation on the battlefield, until ** retreated, leaving only a faint fishy smell like the sea breeze, and then he spit out a long breath of wine.

A year ago, Zhou Mo, who was rescued by Uncle Redbeard and cured of his fever, was stripped naked all over his body, and everything that could be exchanged for copper was detained by Uncle Redbeard, and Uncle Redbeard also sold him to a trafficker to pay for medical expenses.

Redbeard, who was aroused by this cup of "Sea Man", smashed the oak on the counter, and then got up violently, muttering uncleanly:

"Gou Ri's Lionheart Family, Gou Ri's Imperial Capital Secret Guard, Gou Ri's Politics!" walked towards the outside of the tavern.

When Zhou Mo heard the words of the Lionheart family, he took a breath, and the rest of the words made Zhou Mo wish that he was deaf.

"The drunks of Gou Ri, all roll up for Lao Tzu, two choices, come in and continue to drink, or roll into the wilderness to feed the beasts!"

The familiar voice, the familiar words, made Zhou Mo wake up from the trembling just now, and laughed at himself, those **** are all big shots, but it has nothing to do with him as a little bartender, right?

The day in Sunset Town begins with Uncle Redbeard's roar like a rooster.

Ten copper cups of inferior rum, a sea man with a gold coin, ten gold coins and a cup of imperial capital style, a glass of wine was sent out from Zhou Mo's hands, and it entered the stomachs of these drunken and dreamy men, spending money was extremely happy, and those who received money were also happy.

Zhou Mo lived the same stable life as the previous year, as if the words he heard in the morning had never spit out of Uncle Redbeard's mouth.

A first quarter moon, a second quarter moon, and a half moon in the sky at the same time meant that it was midnight, and most of the guests in the tavern had left, leaving only a few drunken drunkards.

"Throw them all out!"

Savoring a cup of Zhou Mo's special "Night Sun", Uncle Redbeard was a little reluctant to give up the wine glass in his hand, so he threw this job to Zhou Mo.

Holding a drunkard in one hand, and then throwing it on the ground with soft strength, these are the last two, Zhou Mo stretched his waist, and already thought about his soft big bed that he bought two months ago, and drank a cup of "Moon Spring" after closing the door for a while, and then slept until dawn, which was the most comfortable thing in Zhou Mo's day.

Bent down and touched the foreheads of these drunks as usual, until the last one, Zhou Mo gained nothing, and muttered a little lost:

"A bunch of waste wood who only know how to drink, and they haven't grown at all. ”

He got up and was about to turn around, but he saw a vague figure in the darkness outside the town, and it seemed that he was still carrying something in his hand.

Just a moment's pause, the figure had already entered the town, and then the lights in the tavern, Zhou Mo recognized this person, it was actually the down-and-out nobleman who had brought him great gains.

scolded in his heart: "It's really unlucky!" Zhou Mo hurriedly entered the tavern, and saw that the red-bearded uncle was still tasting the "dark night sun" with an intoxicated face, Zhou Mo said:

"Uncle Redbeard, I'll go to sleep first, and don't forget to close the door when you leave. ”

Uncle Redbeard snorted coldly, put the wine glass on the counter, and said in a calm voice:

"Boy, you wait, you have to mix a glass of wine later, the rules can't be broken!"

Zhou Mo's footsteps sank, his face was bitter, but he still returned to the counter, Uncle Redbeard's rules are the rules of the entire Sunset Town, Zhou Mo didn't have the heart or strength to break Uncle Redbeard's rules, so he could only abide by it.

Suddenly there was the sound of heavy footsteps outside the door, which was obviously deliberate by the people outside the door.

"If you don't want to get involved, don't talk for a while. ”

Uncle Redbeard's voice suddenly sounded in Zhou Mo's ears, this voice was different from ordinary speech, it actually sounded directly in his ears, as if Uncle Redbeard was whispering in his ear.

Zhou Mo couldn't help but look at Uncle Redbeard, but saw that Uncle Redbeard was still sipping wine slowly, and he didn't even look at him.

A down-and-out nobleman with long golden wavy hair and a whole person like a marble sculpture walked in, his blue eyes swept over Zhou Mo, and his murderous gaze made Zhou Mo's back cold, and he didn't dare to look at him, and then the down-and-out nobleman's gaze fell on the red-bearded uncle.

The down-and-out aristocratic stared for a moment, the killing intent on his body slowly dissipated, and then walked to the counter, carrying a package the size of a bull's head, and the silk fabric that was obviously torn from the undershirt revealed a dark black liquid, with a metallic rusty smell.

"Bang!" The package was still on the counter, and Zhou Mo lowered his eyes, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Uncle Redbeard didn't even look at the package, his little eyes stared at the wine in the glass, hesitated for a while, and then sighed reluctantly, drank the residual wine in one gulp, tilted his neck and tasted it for a while, and then smacked his mouth a few times, which meant that he had finished drinking the wine.

Pulling the package in front of him, the down-and-out nobleman didn't stop it, just twitched his nose slightly, and then looked at Uncle Redbeard's wine glass, his throat moved, and his blue eyes looked at Zhou Mo, just as he was about to speak, Uncle Redbeard had already opened the package.

Demon, Zhou Mo has never seen a demon, but the moment he saw that head, the term demon surged in his heart, the head was born with a single horn, skin like gray leather, no hair, and the scalp was full of hideous folds.

forcibly took a few steps back without losing face, and forcibly maintained a posture of standing with his eyes down, but let the down-and-out nobleman glance at Zhou Mo approvingly.

"The iron-eating demon head is a desolate beast, and the demon head is intact. Uncle Redbeard gave a nonchalant comment, and then remained silent for a long time.

Uncle Redbeard didn't speak, and the down-and-out nobleman didn't speak, as if waiting for Uncle Redbeard's decision.

Half-night......

"Give him a cup of wilderness for the rest of his life. ”

Zhou Mo moved like a machine, the rest of his life in the wilderness, the only kind of bartending that existed before Zhou Mo came to the tavern, only for those noble children who completed the family task in the wilderness, and after the success of the last battle, they were able to return to the family, which was the respect of the wilderness tavern and the recognition of Uncle Redbeard.

With the strongest underground tequila as the base, add animal blood, magic fish roe, and fresh tobacco juice in the wilderness, and the wine is like a wilderness sunset, which makes people sink to watch.

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