Chapter 165: If you don't get drunk, you can't go home
After Jiang Chen left, the white-haired man withdrew his hand from Xu Shaohong's hand with a frown, wiped it on the hem of his clothes, and said lightly: "Xu Shaoxia, even if you want to stop me from talking, you don't have to hold my hand so tightly, I'm not good at manhood." β
Xu Shaohong smiled awkwardly: "Please forgive me." I was in a hurry just now, and I accidentally offended. β
The white-haired man said, "Are you afraid that he will be like this, do you think that I am not his opponent?" β
"No, no, absolutely not!" Xu Shaohong hurriedly said, "Lord Jinnaro's mana is boundless, so it's not a problem to clean up this demon." It's just that this guy still has a few accomplices, in case the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry, for fear of hurting Her Royal Highness the Jade Maiden, so it's best to spare his life for the time being, and wait for Lord Gandapo to come before making plans! β
The white-haired man smiled slightly: "Before, they all unanimously recommended you, saying that Xu Shaohong was brave and strategic, and he was an all-round talent in civil and military affairs, but now it seems that you are really smart." β
"They clearly pushed me out of the pot!" Xu Shaohong shouted, and hurriedly smiled, "I'm just a nobody who is used to sneaking around and slapping horses, and you adults have praised it." β
The white-haired man smiled: "Although you are very smart, I still have to remind you that some vows cannot be made indiscriminately." β
Xu Shaohong blinked in confusion: "Please make it clear?" β
"I heard that there is a female goblin in this town, who specializes in sucking men's yang energy, you just made a poisonous oath, be careful when you sleep at night."
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Jiang Chen returned to the inn and returned the lost item to Ye Xingsoul.
In addition to the silver and silver tickets, there were also some jewelry, which should have been stolen by Du Shan from others, and Su Yun took it for granted with a smile.
There was only a golden token left, the size of a thumb, which looked like it was made of gold, and Su Yunqing held it in his hand, playing with it over and over again, but he didn't understand the purpose of this thing.
Jiang Chen looked at Xining's nervous expression and asked, "Is this something you lost?" β
Hienin lowered her eyes and didn't answer.
Jiang Chen took the golden token from Su Yunqing's hand, played with it a few times, and said, "If you scold Shi Futu a few times, I will return it to you." β
Xining pursed her lips and said nothing.
At this time, a deep voice came from the corner: "This is the cause and effect card of the Futu Sect, which is not only a symbol of status, but also can be used to mark the location, track the breath, and contact the sect. β
Xining's already fair face became more and more pale as paper.
Jiang Chen turned his head to look and saw a familiar gray figure, sitting in the corner drinking aloneβit was the drunken man in gray who he met in the alley.
Seeing Jiang Chen coming, the drunken man in gray raised his glass.
Jiang Chen immediately got up and walked over and sat down opposite the man.
The gray-clothed man pointed to the wine jar on the table and motioned for Jiang Chen to pour the wine himself.
Jiang Chen shook his head and asked, "The person who did it in the alley, is it you?" β
The gray-clothed man drank all the wine in his cup in one gulp, poured another glass, and said, "You got into trouble and left again, and they couldn't find you, so they could only look for me." β
Jiang Chen said: "In this way, I am the one who has caused you to be affected." β
The gray-clothed man smiled: "It's okay, your brother also owes me, and the old and new accounts are just counted on your head together." β
"My brother?" Jiang Chen's eyes changed in an instant, he could no longer maintain his calm, he pressed his hands on the table, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know my brother?" β
"It's more than just knowing!" The gray-clothed man chewed the peanuts in his mouth, then poured a large sip of wine, wiped his short beard under his chin, and said, "Ten years ago, someone promised me to accompany me, ten jars of wine, ten drunk!" But his words didn't count, and after only seven drinks, he hurried away. The rest of the wine debt should be paid by his brother! β
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, carefully looked at the gray-clothed man a few times, and asked uncertainly, "Are you ...... Old Xie? Xie Yuanji? β
The gray-clothed man smiled: "What did your brother say?" β
He said that there was a rotten drunkard named Lao Xie on the dark red sand dunes, who was very poor in wine, drunk all day long, and liked to tell people crooked truths. Even if the wine and meat monk Dong Wujian touches him, he will have a headache......"
The gray-clothed man laughed: "Back then, I talked with that kid from Jiang Yuan while drinking, and after drinking all night, we were so drunk that we forgot who lost and who won, and the next day we continued to compete!" β
Jiang Chen's heart was stirred, remembering that ten years ago, at the beginning of the establishment of the Dawn Hunting Group, his young self was taken care of by servants, and the eldest brother and Amo and others walked the rivers and lakes, and became famous all over the world in just ten years!
What a glorious period it was, and how many romantic people like the gray-clothed man Xie Yuanmu witnessed the rise of Dawn!
In this vast world, you may still be able to trace the footprints left by the morning light!
Xie Yuanmu pointed to the wine jar and said, "You said it yourself, Jiang Xiaozi owes me three wines, should you pay it back?" β
Jiang Chen picked up the wine jar: "He owes you three games, even with interest, and I will pay you back thirty!" β
Xie Yuanmu laughed heroically: "Today is the first scene, if you don't get drunk, you won't return!" β
"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!" Jiang Chen raised his wine glass and took a sip.
The liquor entered the throat like a flame through the stomach.
The taste of burning in the abdomen, after getting used to it, has a sense of transparency and comfort.
One cup after another, in Xie Yuanji's laughter, Jiang Chen's consciousness gradually blurred.
The sky shook, and all the images and sounds swirled around. In the end, unconscious......
This drunkenness is a day and a night.
When Jiang Chen came to his senses, it was already the morning of the third day.
Ye Xingsoul brought bad news: "The outskirts of the town have been blocked by the Black Flag Gang, and everyone is allowed to enter but not leave. The Black Flag gang leader "Blood Demon" Han Jun offered a reward of 3,000 taels for the arrest of his brother's murderer, and the outsiders were targeted. β
Su Yunqing pursed her lips disdainfully: "It's only three thousand taels of reward, and it's called Huazi!" β
Jiang Chen rubbed his eyebrows and yawned: "Let's go, let's go meet that Blood Demon." β
As soon as the group walked out of the inn, they were stopped by two sneaky figures, it was Du Shan and Du Juan brother and sister.
"Cuckoo girl, aren't you already gone?"
"The town is surrounded by Black Flag people, and no one can leave." Du Juan glanced around, lowered his voice and said, "Brother Jiang, go back to the inn quickly, don't go out these days to avoid the limelight." β
Jiang Chen said: "Thank you for reminding me, it's just ......"
"Several outsiders have already been killed, and the "Blood Demon" Han Jun is covering the sky in the town, and the government doesn't dare to provoke him!" Du Juan eagerly tugged at Jiang Chen's sleeve, "Brother Jiang, you listen to my advice, bear with me for the time being, don't take the lead at this time." β
Du Shan also echoed: "Yes, yes, the Black Flag Gang is powerful, and the heroes don't suffer the losses in front of them, and Brother Jiang still avoids the limelight......"
Out of the corner of his eye, Cuckoo caught a glimpse of several Black Flag Gangs in the distance of the street walking towards this side, and he was so anxious that he almost cried: "Go back to the inn!" Otherwise, it will be too late! β
The three Black Flag Gang members had already noticed the group of people at the entrance of the inn and shouted, "You guys, come here!" β
The cuckoo's face turned pale with a look of despair.
Du Shan didn't dare to look back, and kept muttering: "It's bad, it's going to die......"