Deserted loess paths, a few simple houses, and pure human faces......

It's an ordinary mercenary station. www.biquge.info The sun shines on the uneven loess path next to the post station, the green cloth signboard of the only liquor shop on the post station, and the three big characters of "three bowls poured" on the old wine shop.

The Mercenary Station is not as famous as the Escape Inn in the Dragon Never Sleeps City, it is just a temporary place for mercenaries who enter the Dragon Mountains to hunt and kill monsters. It is precisely because it is located at the foot of the Evil Dragon Mountain Range, which is rumored to have dragon bones, that this small post station is particularly important.

Almost every mercenary who has been in and out of the mountains all year round knows that there is a wine shop at the inn, and the wine shop has a kind of wine, called "Three Bowls of Pouring".

As the name suggests, this kind of wine is very strong, ordinary people will never resist the strength of three bowls of wine, more than three bowls, drinking it makes people intoxicated, making people feel as if they are outside of life and death, and then safely looking for Zhou Gong to interpret dreams.

There was no business in the winery, the bartender with a crooked hat was napping on the table, yes, there was a guest sitting at the table over there. But such guests. But he did not bother to greet him, and for two or three days this guest came to drink every day, but he did not even call for a dish of silver coins, except for the cheapest wine.

The guest was so poor that he wore out the soles of his straw shoes. At the moment he put his feet up on the table, revealing two large holes in the soles of his shoes, but he didn't care. He leaned against the wall, his feet crossed, his eyes squinted, and his crumpled body sat in the corner of this small hotel, like a pile of haystacks that no one paid attention to.

The sunlight shone obliquely from the outside, shining on his two thick eyebrows like splashes of ink, on his angular jawbones, and on the skin of his whole body.

He frowned, covered his eyes with a big, skinny hand, and dragged a rusty black iron sword in the other hand, and fell asleep as if no one was around.

At this time, it was just past noon, Jiang Ling and the others hurried overnight, leaving the noisy and eventful city of the evil dragon that never sleeps, came to this barren mountain and wild mountain, and settled at the post station.

The team leader smelled the familiar aroma of wine, his throat was moist, and before he stepped into the store, he shouted: "Shopkeeper, come to a few jars of good "three bowls" to warm everyone's intestines." ”

The little second brother was woken up by the sound of a call, and when he saw so many guests coming today, he was immediately overjoyed, his hands and feet were diligent, he put on a piece of cloth, and said kindly: "Guest officer, the 'three bowls of pouring' in the small shop are not good, they are all the best, and you are satisfied." ”

"Bring it up, everyone is tired from the journey, eat a drink, and rest for a while. ”

"Okay! right now. ”

Jiang Ling's hands and feet were also tired, so he found a table close to it, put down the long-handled white sword, and sat down. After last night's greetings, Han Ye had a good impression of the young man in front of him, so he sat down with Jiang Ling.

"Lin Jiang, come to one, dredge your stomach before meals. ”

Han Ye took out two crystal clear Xuan-level demon cores from his sleeve pocket, devoured one by himself, handed the other one to Jiang Ling on the side, and said, "There are a lot more, let's eat!"

Jiang Ling looked at the Xuan-level demon core, an indescribable taste flooded in his heart, and after taking the demon core and devouring it, he said: "Tuhao, it's capricious, and the Xuan-level demon core is eaten as a snack." ”

Han Ye didn't answer, and the serpentine sword in his hand inexplicably emitted a thicker cyan light, as if sensing the presence of a powerful aura nearby.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the best 'three bowls poured', please use it slowly!"

The refreshing aroma of wine permeates the whole house, and enters the body along the nose, and before you drink this wine, just smelling the mellow smell of wine makes people fascinated.

"Good wine, good wine!"

The mercenaries drank heartily, and frequently praised the 'three bowls of pouring' wine, which was worthy of being a signboard, and it was worthy of its name, and there were a few moments.

Jiang Ling picked up a bowl of 'three bowls poured', took a sip, and suddenly the hot feeling burned all over his body, he spit out a big mouthful, and shouted: "It's so spicy!

The mercenaries looked at Jiang Ling, who was red-faced and red-eared by the 'three bowls poured', and laughed out loud, shouting, "Shopkeeper, three more bowls." ”

Jiang Ling was a little embarrassed, avoided everyone's eyes, and looked towards Han Ye, he found that Han Ye, this young man with a serpentine sword, was not a little flustered, and drank a few bowls of wine on the table one by one, as comfortable as drinking water.

He asked suspiciously, "Isn't the wine spicy on a cold night?"

Cold Night didn't seem to listen to Jiang Ling's words, he was pondering what caused the thick cyan light emitted by the serpentine sword, and what caused the powerful aura that had not dispersed for a long time.

After a few minutes, Han Ye realized that Lin Jiang was talking to him, so he said, "The wine is not spicy, it's okay, it's very fragrant." ”

Jiang Ling did not blame Han Ye for not answering in time, on the contrary, in the bottom of his heart, he felt more and more that Han Ye was unusual, and felt that this guy in front of him had entered the Evil Dragon Mountain Range definitely not to make up a number to find the Ten Thousand Poison Gate for revenge, but seemed to have a special purpose. It's not easy for him to ask directly, after all, he has just known each other, not to mention that there is no malice, and it is good to be a friend.

Outside the station!

A few horses neighed, and suddenly a few healthy horses galloped over, fresh clothes and angry horses, and the horses walked like dragons, breaking the tranquility of the post station.

When a few horses arrived in front of the liquor store, they all stopped, and several men in brocade clothes crowded into this small liquor shop, almost tearing the shop apart.

At the beginning, a big man hung a sword on his waist, and his ambition was high. Even the hemp seeds on his face seemed to be glowing one by one, and when he stepped into the wine shop, he laughed loudly: "'Three bowls of pouring', this broken house, mess, and the wine made is worthy of such a name?"

The shopkeeper saw that there were a few fierce men walking in, so he hurriedly greeted him with a smile, cleaned up a few clean tables, and said: "These masters, the small shop belongs to the mountain and wild people, and they brew some wine, so naturally they can't get into the eyes of a few masters, and they must be going into the mountains to see how many masters are dressed like this, they must be going into the mountain, but there are more than ten miles in a radius, and there are no people, and the mercenaries who enter the mountains need to rest in the small shop first. ”

When the door is opened, there is no smile, and a few big men look at the shopkeeper is still very pleasing to the eye, and then take into account that there is another mercenary team sitting next door to the store, so it is not easy to find trouble, and said: "Come and drink, check the 'three bowls of pouring'." ”

"Okay! A few masters sit down first, and the wine will arrive soon. ”

After a few glasses of wine, a few big men laughed louder, picked up the big jar, poured a few big mouthfuls, and said: "Good wine, really fragrant, as strong as fire, stimulating, three bowls of pouring, wine is as its name." ”

The thick-eyed man lazily basking in the sun in the corner, Zou frowned, stretched his waist, and finally sat up straight, muttering: "The smell is unbearable, the vulgarity is unbearable, disturbing the old man's sleep, it's ...... angry."

No one understood why the man with thick eyebrows and black hair called himself an old man, but everyone realized that there was a beggar lying in the corner who was so poor that he couldn't even afford good wine.

Jiang Ling and Han Ye were also surprised, there was a person lying in the corner, but they didn't feel the existence of that person at all.

There are only two kinds of people who can not be found among so many people, either the presence is too weak for people to ignore, or the deep and quietly hidden breath.

Several big men were also taken aback, and then found that it was a poor beggar, so they laughed even more happily, and said, "It turns out that there is a superfluous person here." ”

The man stood up, pressed the embroidered black sword against the table, slammed the table, and said, "Bring the wine quickly to relieve the cheesiness." ”

This shout was like a thunderclap in mid-air, which frightened the big men so much that they almost jumped off the table.

Several big men were all angry, staring at the corner, and said, "Stinky beggar, so loud, are you looking for death?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the shopkeeper picked up a bowl of wine, walked next to the man, put down the wine bowl, and said, "Hurry up and finish drinking, go quickly, don't disturb my business." ”

The man was not angry, picked up the wine bowl, grunted for a while, and drank it all. Said: "Three more altars." ”

"Three altars?"

Not only was the shopkeeper dumbfounded, but the people present, including a few big men, were also dumbfounded.

Jiang Ling pondered: "With such a fiery wine, ordinary people can't stand three bowls, but this man with withered skin and a good face wants three altars, is it the rhythm of getting drunk to death?"

Cold Night's eyes were grim, and he was not surprised that the man wanted three altars, his eyes stared straight at the rusted iron sword in front of the man's table, and his heart was heavy.

The shopkeeper paused for a few minutes and said, "Three altars are okay, ask for ten silver coins, pay first, and then give wine." ”

The shopkeeper didn't want to have a fight in the store, and if he smashed something, he would lose a lot, he estimated that the man usually called for some cheap wine, and there must not be a few in his pocket, so he wanted to embarrass him, so that the man could leave and avoid incidents.

The man was so refreshed and said, "No money!

When the shopkeeper heard such an answer, he scolded secretly in his heart: "Stinky beggar, no money, dare to call Santan, fool me!"

He said to the man: "If you don't have money, you don't have wine, and there are a lot of people in the small shop recently, so please find another place to beg for rice." ”

Several big men stood up and laughed arrogantly: "Don't drive him away yet, he's so crazy, he wants to drink three altars, okay, let him drink, if he drinks three altars, I will pay for the wine, if he can't finish drinking, hehe, leave his life." ”

Jiang Ling couldn't help but sweat, and said to the man: "Uncle, this wine is too strong, it's better not to drink it." ”

The man didn't raise his head, pressed the black rusted iron sword, and muffled: "Serve the wine." ”

A few big men clapped the board, and the shopkeeper was not embarrassed, so he obediently took out three jars of 'three bowls of pouring', put them in front of the man, and said, "Guest officer, you use it slowly." ”

He didn't need to ask for words, just coldly said, 'You use it slowly', because in the time he ran this wine shop, it was rare to see anyone who could drink three bowls of 'three bowls of pouring' in a row, let alone finish three jars in one go.

It's just a pity that his life is about to disappear.

"Good wine!"

The thin man took a sip first, praising the 'three bowls of pouring' wine as fragrant and delicious, as strong as fire, and powerful.

"He can't, haha, it looks like my sword is going to open meat. ”

A big man, staring at the man, laughed as if he were already a winner.

The thin man jumped on the table violently, tilted his head, propped himself on the table with one hand, and picked up the wine jar with the other, grunting and pouring it into his mouth.

"Good wine, good drink. ”

Jiang Ling stared at the man's hand that was propping up the table without a single green tendon, and exclaimed, "What a strong internal qi." ”

The people present were also stunned, looked at the wine jar that was drunk by the man and fell to the ground, and said: "It's so fierce, so fast, a jar will be empty in a few clicks, amazing." ”

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