After that, the middle-aged shopkeeper's footsteps became lighter and faster, and a whoosh floated past the ditch in the center of the room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Stop, stop for the master!Wine, wine, wine!"

"Pong!Pong!Pong!Pong......"

The man in the ditch was furious, his eyes chased after the store's off-the-ground figure, and at the same time the portable wine jug knocked on the table and shouted.

After the ghost sent the shopkeeper into the back room, he put his arms around a jar in one hand, and it seemed to be out of the flesh and bones and flew into the Dongfang single room in the blink of an eye on the ditch.

"Haha......"

"King drink!"

"Drink the rotten grass too!"

"Clink glasses!"

"Boom!"

"Come, Gu Zhong, Gu Liang!"

"Uh-huh! Good wine ......"

"Haha......"

The room is getting more and more lively.

"The wine is coming—"

Then, the ghost shopkeeper shouted and overpowered the crowd. Immediately afterwards, he hurried over and put two jars full of wine on the top of the table in a row, and poured wine for his "ghost king" in an uproar, and then poured rotten grass, Gu Zhong, and Gu Liang with a smile on his face, while saying enthusiastically:

"The desert has no eyes, I don't know that the three ghost masters have arrived, don't blame the desert, don't blame the desert!"

"Oh?"

The three blue-faced, red-bearded, blue-haired valley people turned their heads to look at each other, and then looked up and laughed.

"Let's go down!"

After laughing, Gu Liang raised his big mouth and shrugged the blood on his face, and ordered him.

"Desertion obeys!"

Saying that, the middle-aged man really turned around like a demon, raised his big hand again, lifted the snow-white curtain and walked out of the house.

"Haha......"

"Drink!"

"Brethren drink together!"

The single room was lively to the peak, and the "ghost king" persuaded him to drink with a big white face.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The ditch man couldn't wait at this time, and slammed the table with a large wine jar with a round mouth to express his dissatisfaction. And when he saw that the middle-aged man with a dull face still blew by his huge flowery radish like a gust of wind, he couldn't bear to ask more and more:

"Who is the biggest within a hundred miles of this? The shopkeeper is so snub to the ditch owner!"

"Bang - crackling ......"

In an instant, the big temper of the ditch man also came up, and he lifted the wine jar and fell straight down to the hard ground.

The ghost shopkeeper floated to the counter. Turning back slightly, he raised his chin and said:

"What are you panicking about?"

"Huh?"

The man on the ditch was even more puzzled, and a word came out of his nostrils, and then he scolded:

"How can this be reasonable? Have you forgotten the friendship between the owner of the ditch and you for more than ten years? You are really rich and rich, so you are not afraid that the owner will smash your small shop one day?"

was so angry that his head was dizzy, and the person on the ditch stood up half-straight, half-squatting on his legs, and snorted in his mouth.

"Here comes the wine!"

After the middle-aged shopkeeper shouted, the curtain in the back room was lifted. From behind came out of him, who was also holding two large wine jars.

"Well, that's not bad!"

The ditch man watched his person approach his position, sat down slowly, muttered in his mouth, picked up a white radish from the plate and sent it to his mouth to bite it off with a "cluck", and then chewed vigorously in his mouth, and the anger in his chest gradually discharged from his nostrils.

"Cheers!"

"Come, come, come. Go on!"

"This king will not get drunk tonight!"

The three Gu people and Zhao Shujie were still clinking glasses in the single room, but Zhao Shujie's cup was empty, and he stopped pouring wine after drinking it dry last time.

"Woo woo woo...... What wine! What wine......"

The man at the large table in the guest room quickly raised his glass and reveled in it, while the middle-aged shopkeeper had honestly returned to the back of his large counter. Standing quietly with a dull face.

"It's getting late now, and the radish on the ditch will have no head if you drink it like this, and you can drink it until dawn!

Zhao Shujie touched the empty cup with his subordinates several times in a row. No longer boisterous, but gathered its head in front of him, and whispered close to their ears.

"Good!"

"Good ......"

"Uh-huh. ”

The valley people nodded in response.

Followed by. Zhao Shujie placed his left palm on the dining table steadily, palm facing up. The three valley people immediately understood what the Array King meant, and one after another stepped on the table and jumped into the Array King chess in Zhao Shujie's left palm.

"Let's drink!"

Suddenly, Zhao Shujie raised his head and shouted again.

"Come on—"

Although the ghost behind the counter was motionless just now, his eyes and ears were not idle, and his mind was highly concentrated, and when he heard his own ghost king's command for a moment, he immediately opened his mouth to respond, and then turned around and turned into the back room next to the counter. He hurriedly worked in the back room for a short while, moved the few remaining wine jars that had been heated to the ground, and carried more than ten jars of cold wine to the stove in a row, and then bent down to pick up the two wine jars and rushed out of the back room, swept past the flower heart radish ditch master, and rushed into the inside of the single room curtain on the east side. However, when he tried his best to do the ghost, he turned around and looked at the only tough guy left at the table, and his eyes suddenly began to spin in circles, and he couldn't believe it.

"Wine, wine, wine......"

After speaking intermittently twice, the middle-aged shopkeeper looked even more stunned, looking at the white-faced ghost king stupidly, and he bent down and didn't know what to do next.

"Put down one jar of wine, and put the other jar on the table of the man in the center of the room outside, and your three ghost masters will be there for a while. ”

Zhao Shujie told with a cold face.

"Ah yes, that's what the king said!"

The ghost shops are confused.

"You're a big-headed ghost,!"

Zhao Shujie scolded angrily.

"Oops, hey, hey......"

The middle-aged shopkeeper was so frightened that he was almost delirious, and his mouth was screaming in a mess, dropping a mouthful of wine jar and leaving with another sip.

When it floated like a puff of smoke to the ditch man next to the big table in the center of the room, the shopkeeper panted and trembled with his mouth trembling and started to whisper to the ditch owner:

"Yes, yes, have you seen three blue-faced people walk out of the restaurant?"

As he asked, he quickly placed the jar on top of the table next to the man in the ditch, and then pointed in the direction of the door.

After drinking two sips of wine, the ditch man looked at him with a stunned look in his eyes and shook his head.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

After sighing for the three "oh" words, the middle-aged shopkeeper had disappeared from the big table of the ditch man, and appeared behind the counter, standing straight, his eyes staring at the door, but his legs and feet were quietly trembling.

"Hey, hey, hey, the owner doesn't want wine! The owner doesn't want wine yet! Why do you throw the wine jar on the master's table?"

The man on the ditch pointed to the man behind the counter with a small wine jug full of wine and asked, seeing that he no longer responded, he picked up the radish with his left hand and brought it to his mouth to "cluck", chewing it deflatedly, not understanding. (To be continued.) )