The enthusiastic reward was over, and it was soon time for dinner.

The little demon in the room put all kinds of mountain delicacies on the table, and the demon king raised the wine bowl and said an opening sentence: "Today's wine and meat are enough, and the children are playing!"

What the demon king said is true, today is really enough wine and meat, another grain demon Ding Qingyuan has not many vegetables and fruits to collect on each grain collection day, enough for the demon king and demon to use the high-level on the line, it is easier than two or three money Ding, his important task is actually to make wine, but the fruit wine is hidden in the warehouse and the dense forest on weekdays, only the demon king takes out some when he feasts, where is the opportunity for the little demons to satisfy their hunger?

Only during a few festivals did the little demons be allowed to drink freely, which could be regarded as a kind of compensation for most of the little demons who could not be rewarded.

Meat is said to be in open supply, but as precious as silver needlefish and bear paws are in front of the demon king and the three generals, and occasionally a few pieces are rewarded to the demon level, and the little demon doesn't think about it.

The monster world shows its rank everywhere.

Before it gets dark, a large bonfire is lit in the center, and torches are dotted around it.

The banquet begins.

Lu Bao put a bamboo bowl in front of him that looked like some history, and the snake demon poured him a bowl of wine in five steps, and under the splashed hops, the wine was turbid, but it also had a unique aroma of wine.

"Stupid deer, open the wine and meat, this is a taste that we will never taste when we are beasts, you can't even drink it with your tongue!"

What I want today is to be cheerful, two or three dollars will not be more restrained by the little demon, open the first bowl of the altar, five steps and the old plague, blue eyes, wrestlers, Lao Han, Dog Bao and other Ben Ding little demons first saluted their own master, turned their heads to see Baibao in a daze, and then opened his mouth to encourage the deer demon to drink.

Lu Bao lowered his head and took a sip on the edge of the bamboo bowl, the fruity aroma was very strong, and the wine flavor was slightly insufficient, and it was estimated that the degree of beer on the earth was slightly higher than that of the earth.

In his previous life, he had a barbecue at the night stall, Lu Bao had no problem drinking a twenty-four bottles of beer alone, this fruit wine tasted really good, and it tasted good, after tasting two sips, he picked up the bamboo bowl with his mouth, tilted his head slowly, and let all the wine in the bowl flow into his mouth, without wasting half a bit.

Five steps, dog treasure, and old plague clapped their hands, and poured it all over again, teaching him to hold a bamboo bowl to worship the demon Master Ding.

Two or three coins touched his wine bowl, took a sip, and advised: "You drink for the first time, I don't know how bad, so I should restrain you, don't get drunk and go crazy, and lose the face of the old man in front of the demons!"

Lu Bao responded respectfully on his face, but he secretly laughed in his heart that this demon didn't know how much I drank.

Another five steps to clip some dishes for him, the meat can be barely used, much better than when the demon was first transformed, but unfortunately the silver needlefish, bear paws and other little demons are not on the table, and I can't taste the taste.

Monsters are playful by nature, the madness in their bones is very compatible with alcohol, they all like that kind of floating feeling, there is no limit to wine in the festival, there are few opportunities, and they are naturally let go of drinking.

After drinking with the little demon of Ben Ding for a while, watching the chaos up and down the banquet, the deer demon began to string the stage with a bamboo bowl in his mouth, found the deer demon He demon, and made a bowl with him, and then led by the He demon, and recognized several deer demons of the same clan in Jingping Mountain, so as to avoid drinking a few more bowls.

Then I went around to the table of the little demons in the room, after the dishes were done, the dishes and wine at the dinner were all in charge of the demon queens, the little demons in the room were relieved, and they could sit down and drink and eat together, but this side was much more deserted, there were no little demons coming over the stage, and the song plate and so on did not go out to toast.

The old goat was slowly sipping fruit wine, and the toad demon used his pair of front flippers to hold the wooden bowl and fell sharply, but the most colase was the little mountain spirit, who did not know which one was lacking in virtue of the bowl, and put a high-legged pottery bowl in front of him, the pottery bowl was taller than him, and the little mountain spirit had to climb on the edge of the bowl, stretching his neck to reach the wine.

The deer demon laughed, leaned over with an empty bamboo bowl in his mouth, and said to the old goat first: "I am taken care of by the old goat's brother, and I will give my brother a bowl of wine!"

Placing the empty bamboo bowl on the table, Lu Bao looked left and right, and there was no little demon reaching out to help him pour wine, and finally Lao Qu picked up the big wine jar and filled a bowl for him.

Only then did he have to touch the bowl with the old goat, and the old goat took a sip, Lu Bao was already interested, and raised his head and drank dry.

and followed the little demons in the room one by one, each of them was a bowl of first, without showing the slightest look of looking down on the demon, the toad demon and others gradually eased up, and finally willing to pour wine for him and touch the bowl with him.

The last one saluted the little mountain spirit, most of the little mountain spirit was still in the wine bowl, Lu Bao touched the pottery bowl with his head, and waited until he raised his wet little face before asking, "How much wine can you hold in your little belly?"

Forced to hand over two unripe elixirs, the little mountain spirit naturally had a lot of grievances against this deer demon, and when he heard the question, he burped and said angrily: "It's better than you can pretend, what's wrong?"

"I don't believe it, why don't you compare it?"

Lu Bao originally thought that his own alcohol was good, and it was difficult to get drunk when he drank the fruit wine that was not much higher than beer, but he didn't know that it was only his body in his previous life that could drink, he was just a soul wearer, although the body of the deer demon was countless times stronger than the human body, but it was the first time he came into contact with alcohol, and this wine was specially brewed for monsters, how could he not have some stamina?

When he opened his mouth to drink with Xiaoshan Jing, Lu Bao was actually a little drunk, but keeping in mind that he wanted to befriend Xiaoshan Jing and resolve his previous grievances, according to the experience of his previous life, it was of course a good way to fight wine on the wine table.

I don't want the little mountain spirit to be a little drunk, and when I heard that the deer demon was going to gamble, I jumped and slapped high: "I am a little bullied, and I am better than that!"

Hearing that the two of them were going to fight for wine, the toad demon and the others became excited, and they were busy moving two large jars of wine, and the toad demon raised a webbed claw: "It's not cheap for you two to pour wine, I'll pour it for you!"

There are all the seedlings that have been coaxed, today is to let the little demons make trouble, drunk big deal to drill the cave and throw it, the old goat does not persuade, sip the wine and laugh and prepare to see the excitement.

The bamboo bowl and the tall pottery bowl are of different sizes, in order to show fairness, the little demon next to them changed two wooden bowls of the same shape, and the toad demon poured the two wooden bowls full of wine.

"You're small, I'll let you do some of it, let's do a bowl first!"

After Lu Bao finished speaking, he first picked up a wooden bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

"Fart! Do you want to let me?"

I don't want the little mountain spirit to refuse to show weakness in the slightest, his hands tremble and lift the big wooden bowl, pour it slowly, the wine flows evenly, it's hard for his small mouth to be only the size of a cherry, a bowl of wine is all accurately catched, and not a drop is spilled!

The little demons in the room all applauded, I really don't know where the little mountain spirit wine went, his stomach didn't bulge, he burped again, and squinted at the deer demon: "Don't look at me small, I won't lose the amount of alcohol!"

"Hmph, please also ask Brother Toad to pour wine!"

After the toad demon filled the two wooden bowls, Lu Bao shouted again: "The second bowl, I'll do it first!"

Tilt your head and do another bowl.

Xiaoshan Jing thought it was troublesome to carry the bowl, so he jumped on the edge of the bowl lightly, but he didn't fall down: "Look at me!"

Tuck your belly and suck hard, and suddenly the whale sucked up a small pillar of wine in the bowl, all of which landed in the mouth of the little mountain spirit.

A bowl of wine was sucked dry, and the little mountain spirit burped again amid the cheers of the little demons.

3rd and 4th bowls......

After the little monster drank twelve bowls of wine in a row, the little mountain spirit couldn't stand it, and shook the wine on the edge of the wooden bowl and burped continuously: "Hiccup! Stop, drink until my stomach is swollen, burp! Wait for me to pee and come back, and then and... You drink!"

Twelve bowls of wine in a row, plus the one that I drank alone before, the little belly can hold it to the limit.

Lu Bao had drunk a lot more than Xiaoshan Jing before, and at this time, he was very drunk, and he only felt that everything around him was shaking, the sky was spinning, if he didn't have four legs, he couldn't stand up straight, and he heard that Xiaoshan Jing wanted to pee, and shook his head and refused to let go: "Loose urine, admit defeat first... Admit defeat and go!"

"Don't take you this... You stinky deer demon drink down, who, hiccup! Who will admit defeat? Hiccup!"

"Tell you, before... Some of my colleagues are pretending to pee, running back... After vomiting in the bathroom, come back and pretend... Pretend to be okay and drink! Spit and lose!"

The deer demon's loud drunken nonsense did not arouse the suspicion of onlookers, and the little mountain spirit only fought back in the haze with instinct: "Hiccup! Just pee!"

"I... I don't believe it!"

"If you don't believe it, if you don't believe it, we'll be together... Let's go!hiccup!"

The toad demon and the others laughed: "You two go together, go together, whoever spits will lose!"

So, the little mountain spirit staggered and jumped onto the deer's shoulder, and continued to shake on it: "Hiccup! go!"

The sunset on the horizon gradually faded, the cool breeze was blowing, and the wine came faster, and the deer demon staggered all the way to the edge of the banquet venue: "That's it, you come down, don't pee on my shoulder... on the shoulder!"

"Hiccup! The Banshee is still watching... Looking at it, I panicked!"

"We're monsters, I'm afraid... What are you afraid of?"

The mouth was not happy, but the little mountain spirit kept insisting, and the deer demon took a crooked step forward again, and said at the end of the road: "Sa... Scatter!"

"Waste, hiccup!" The little mountain spirit was still not happy: "To... Go into the woods!"

It wasn't until the deer demon entered the foot of a tree in the forest that the little mountain spirit stopped talking, shaking and lifting the fur pants, "Hiccup! Don't peek!"

"I look at you... Little bamboo sticks, what are you doing?

In the deer demon's laughter, the little mountain spirit couldn't stand it anymore, and released a stream of crystal clear liquid on the deer's shoulder, drawing a parabola and falling far into the grass.

"Little... Bastard! said no... Don't pee on my shoulder!"

After drinking so much wine, the deer demon was also bloated, cursing on his mouth, and sprinkling a bubble at the foot of the tree, the deer had a keen sense of smell, and the smell of the mountain wind was pungent, and he couldn't help but "hehe" and said: "My old deer is soaked in urine, and the smell of deer is spread five miles to the wind!"

He asked again, "Doesn't you stink?" Why is it still a little fragrant?"

The key is that the urine is on his shoulder, which is so close that the smell can't be smelled or not, like the faint fragrance of medicine.

The little mountain spirit shook his head violently, and was a little sober: "Our monsters don't have beast bodies, the structures are different, and the urine naturally doesn't stink!