Barrus looked at the glass in front of him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his golden eyes, the pink wine emitted a smell that it had never smelled before.

It looked at the grains of salt stuck to the rim of the cup, and a voice suddenly rang out in its head.

Lick it! Lick it!

So he obeyed his inner call, gently licked the rim of the glass, and then used his tongue to roll up the liquor in the glass, which is the common way for cats to drink, with a barbed tongue like a spoon to roll up the liquid inside.

After a few bites, it felt its tongue burn and a stream of heat spread through its tiny body.

This wonderful experience made it very pleasant, and its body became much lighter, as if it could fly.

Then it heard the familiar wind chimes again, the kind it had heard in the dark corridors of the mausoleum.

It turned its head and looked at the door.

A guy wrapped in bandages walked in, smelling all the more familiar.

It's him? He really came back to life!

Barrus looked in horror at the bandage man who walked into the shop, the smell of the other party was exactly the same as that of its newly buried servant, the King of the Sands.

Even if that ritual could really bring people back to life after burial, it would be too fast, right?

It's not even a day.

Although the mausoleum is dimly lit, it also captures the passage of time, from the time the boulder falls at the mausoleum gate to the time it enters this magical burial chamber, which is definitely not more than a day.

It was also strange that the bandage man had the exact same smell as its dead servant, but was of a completely different shape.

Its servant was definitely not so slim, but the size of a pineapple, but now, the bandaged man only had a chest like a pineapple, a slender waist, and slender legs, which were more similar to his bewitching wife.

Were the priests who made him like this when they sewed his body back together?

Barrus wasn't sure that it had only seen half of the process that night before its consciousness went into chaos.

By the time it came to its senses, its servant had been stuffed into a dark coffin.

"Is it a friend of the guest?" Ringer asked, noticing the change in the expressions of the guests crouching at the bar.

Barrus nodded silently, looking at the bandage man who staggered toward the bar.

He stepped on the bandage under his feet and fell to the ground, but his pineapple caught him well, and he quickly got up from the ground again and continued towards the bar.

Thinking that the unknown creature was coming towards it, Barus couldn't help but exclaim: Nuss?

Of course, all that came out of its mouth was a hoarse meow, but if it was Nussis, he would have understood.

The bandage man turned his head to look at it, half of his eyes peeking out of the gap in the bandage showing some confusion, and then poked a hand straight at it.

Barrus immediately dodged it, and that hand gave it a strong sense of foreboding, if it was touched, it might suck something away.

Seeing it dodge, the bandage man withdrew his hand, leaned forward, and leaned straight in front of the bar, making a ho-ho sound from his mouth.

"What would the guests like to drink?" Ringer asked politely.

"Ho-ho."

"Here's the wine list, please take a look."

The bandage man's head tilted, and half of the eyes in the gap between the bandages stared straight at Ringer.

"Ho-ho."

Ringer took back the wine list and smiled, "Okay, I understand, let me recommend it to the guests." ”

He turned around and took a bottle of cognac, a bottle of Calvados, and a bottle of sweet muscé from the wine cabinet.

2 cognac, 1 calvados, 1 sweet mus, mix with ice cubes in such proportions, then strain and pour into a glass.

This cup, named.

There are many different versions of the Dead Resurrection series, and the cup that Ringer made at this time is Dead Resurrection No. 1, in addition to Dead Resurrection No. 2, as well as many different derivative versions.

It is said that the first thing many drunkards do when they wake up after a hangover is to have another drink, using the first cup of awakening as an antidote to sobriety.

It is often the first cup of the day to awaken the appetite, promote digestion, and resurrect the zombie-like drunkard, so it has the nickname of Soul Rejuvenation Wine.

"Guest, yours, please use."

The bandage man tilted his head and stared at the wine glass in front of him with half of his eyes in the slit, and his mouth made an even more violent ho-ho sound, like a broken bellows.

He straightened up his two bandaged arms, grabbed the glasses in his palms, and stretched his neck forward desperately.

This stiff posture, of course, is not drinkable.

What's more, he still has a bandage on his head, and he can't see his mouth at all, and even if his arm can be bent, he can't drink.

Barrus couldn't take it anymore and decided to help the idiot.

It flashed its sharp claws and pounced on the bandaged man's head, scratching at his face.

It wanted to see who was under the bandage. 33

Ringer watched this scene and did not stop it. Nilou didn't either.

Soon, the bandages on the guests' faces were torn apart by the cat's paws, revealing a woman's face.

With thick shawl brown hair, yellow sand-like skin, sexy facial features, and deep eyes, this face is full of strange charm.

Barrus stared blankly at the face, his little head filled with doubts.

Who is this?

Some people died, but not completely......