Mo Bairan carried the remaining two jars of green bamboo brew, with a red panda holding the aged wine in his pocket, and a large backpack for the façade on his back, so he walked out of the town briskly and walked along the path to the remote mountains. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Manman also consciously paid attention to the surrounding environment, and found that it was not the high-altitude bamboo forest peak he had visited when he first came, but another huge and incomparable dense jungle from a distance.

The mountain peaks are stacked, undulating and extended, and there is even a sea of clouds all over the depths, which is very spectacular.

However, it was still far from the foot of the mountain, and with the strength of her inky white feet, she was afraid that she would not be able to reach the shallowest forest in half an hour, so Yan took a bored look at the surrounding barren slopes or farmland, and moved her attention to the wine bottle in her arms.

It's 50 years old, so I'm curious!

Looking at Qu Bo's cautious appearance, it seems that this wine is not only delicious but also very rare, how good can it be, can it be as good as the drink cocktail I drank yesterday?

The slippery and delicate porcelain bottle shows that the wine is extraordinary, no matter how she observes, it can increase her curiosity, and finally she used her divine sense to probe the inside of the small porcelain bottle, only to see the slightly thick pale yellow liquid, which is constantly shaking with the movement of the ink white dye, looking like peach juice, which makes people salivate.

Well, it is estimated that a pound of wine is missing a few drops and can't be seen, so she just secretly makes a little bit to taste it, ensuring that it can't be seen on the outside.

Looking at the wooden stopper on the small porcelain bottle, Yan Manman finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and greed, or moved his claws to pull out the cork, he was embarrassed to blow on the bottle, only removed a milk straw from the space and inserted it into the wine bottle, took a sip of wine and quickly put away the straw and plugged the wooden stopper.

The whole action is extremely fast, and the basic element of a "thief's" fast hands is achieved, and even the concussion of Mo Bai Dye's walking does not make the wine spill, which shows how skilled she is!

Smacked her mouth, and the sip of wine was swallowed in her mouth, leaving only the remaining taste on her tongue, and she could still taste what it tasted like, but she drank it too quickly.

Well, it's very soft, pure, rich and fragrant, it's not spicy, and the aftertaste is endless, good wine!

"Gross" may be in a hurry, Yan Manman also hiccuped with teasing, and was reluctant to close his mouth, for fear that the aroma would run away.

Suddenly, the ink white dye on his head sniffed, and felt the subtle aroma coming from his pocket, he knew what kind of fragrance this was, and he was shocked to think that Yan Manman had broken the bottle!

Quickly squatted down and put down the two wine jars, and took the red panda out to check up and down, for fear of being scratched by the wine bottle, and achieved the top level of a doting child's parents!

Seeing that the red panda's clothes were not torn and not even a single hair had fallen off, he breathed a sigh of relief, took out the small porcelain bottle in his pocket and looked at it, and found the traces of the nail claws on the wooden stopper, which made him even more frightened!

"Manman, little one, you just opened the bottle?"

Seeing the red panda nodded honestly.

"Still drinking?"

See again and nodded.

Ink white dyeing to support the forehead!

Fifty years of ageing!

However, looking at the weight of the porcelain vase, it should not have been much drunk, forget it, it should satisfy the curiosity of children.

At this time, the red panda and the wine bottle were separated from two pockets, and then they continued to hurry with confidence.

And Yan Manman still tasted the aroma of wine at first, and wondered if he could go to Qu Bo to get some aging possibilities, but slowly later, his mind was a little confused, and he recalled the happy days with his father, and couldn't help but "giggle" out loud, obviously drunk!

Mo Bairan walked on the silent mountain path, except for the sound of dead branches and rotten leaves under his feet, it was the sound of the wind blowing through the canopy of the trees, so of course he could hear the red panda's abrupt laughter clearly.

I can't help but laugh in my heart, this wine is not a stimulant, what's so funny when you're drunk, is there something happy you think of?

However, when he heard the laughter of the little one, his mood also became happy, and he walked straight to the master's house.

At the end of the grove, a leeward col appeared in front of you, where a simple brick house in the center of the col was located, and there was a dense fence yard around it, and a circle of wild chrysanthemums was planted on the periphery, so that the autumn flowers bloomed in full bloom!

A large cluster of delicate yellow flowers, beckoning bees to attract butterflies, with the fragrance of wild chrysanthemum wafting in the air is also refreshing, it is really a true portrayal of picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan!

Seeing that the fence door of the small courtyard was open, but the door was closed, he knew that the master was not in the house, but went nearby, so he went directly to the hospital and put the wine jar on the chaise longue under a big peach tree in the courtyard.

As soon as he loosened the hemp rope that bound the altar, he felt the wind in the back of his head, hurriedly turned his head and shoulders, bent down and turned around, and turned in a dripping direction to face the comer.

Sure enough, it was his gray-bearded old urchin master, seeing that he had turned around, the master and his old man didn't say to stop, and he used a set of boxing, and the flowing boxing method was endless!

forced Mo Bairan to retreat to protect himself, and when it was too late, he had to use a move and a half to defend against the attack.

Soon, under the dense attack of the master's fiery eyes and the old man's eyes, he discovered the weakness of the ink white dye, or the key place of protection, that is, the bulging coat pocket on his chest in front of him!

Now it was like having a handle, knowing that he was nervous about that position, the old man specially attacked that position, and his fists did not fall!

Sometimes, when he shook his fist somewhere else and let Mo Bairan block it, he quickly backhanded and continued to attack that coat pocket, making him tired of defending and unable to attack.

In addition, he can't really let go of all his strength to defeat the master, and his clumsiness is like tying his hands and feet.

And the two of you have been fighting for a while, the master is not cheap, and the apprentice is also careful of the protective pocket and can not attack, otherwise it is inevitable that he accidentally eats a punch or something, he doesn't want to be hammered into a black and white photo by negligence!

Finally, Yan Manman, who was sitting in his pocket and was shaken violently, was a little sober, what was the matter with this old man always wanting to beat her, this has not yet been met, and the tricks are all directed at her, do they have a grudge?

However, this is also a good opportunity to learn, and the several punches and legs that the two fought against each other were all included in Yan Manman's mind, and then saw that the tricks began to repeat, and she began to pant a little under the long-term attack of Master Mo Bairan, so she was ready to go out to play a round.

Master's land is there anything you can't say well, you have to use your hands and feet!

So, with the master's rich experience and the sharpness of the old ginger, he finally broke through the defense line of Mo Bai Dye with a punch, and was about to hit the bulging coat pocket, Mo Bai Dye was in a hurry, and he just wanted to stop it!

I saw a camouflage red panda stand up from his pocket and raise his hand to signal, "Hello, old man!" )