The young man chose a table by the brazier and sat down, Li Changwen cowered, and stood three or five steps away, waiting for someone to speak.

"Don't be afraid, do I look like the kind of person who can kill people?" the young man was lazy, "my teacher is like this, more than serious, everything is a big deal in his opinion, I don't want to be so tired like him." I have to pass the time alone for the best wine. ”

Li Changwen settled a little more in his heart, hung a few spoonfuls of the boss's most proud "Fire Burning Spring", and poured it into a small bowl imitating snow feather porcelain. Smelling the aroma of wine, the young man's eyes lit up, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and drank one cup in one gulp.

"It's a local sake, it has a sweet taste, and it's good to drink when it's hot. The boy licked his lips in satisfaction, "Do you want to come over and drink together?"

Li Changwen stood far away in the corner and shook his head.

"The wine money is mine. The boy said again.

Li Changwen still shook his head.

"Alas, it's all because the teacher said that, which made me feel like a god. Forget it, I'll drink it myself," the boy stretched, "I have to thank you for such a good wine...... So, if I drink a glass of wine here tonight, I will keep you from dying at the age of one year, and if I drink fifty glasses, I will keep you until you are fifty years old, and if I drink a hundred glasses, I will keep you until you are a hundred years old!"

He drank the second glass of wine to the fullest, glanced at the puzzled Li Changwen, laughed and clapped his hands, "I'm not joking, I can't guarantee you until you are five hundred years old, I can still do it at the age of one hundred." ”

Li Changwen muttered in his heart, feeling that this promise was simply ridiculous, the local wine here is not small, if he drinks the tenth lamp and the boy gets drunk, that is, to ensure that he lives to the age of ten, will he be killed with a knife when he wakes up?

The young man poured himself another glass of wine, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked, "By the way, you are Guigeng this year?"

"Little nineteen. Li Changwen whispered.

"Well, then keep the bottom first, and add it later, it will be counted as earning, and this pot will only pour twenty cups, right?" the young man grabbed the flask and shook it.

He opened the lid of the pot and took a deep breath, tilted his head and poured the whole pot of wine into his mouth, then closed his eyes and tasted the sweet and spicy taste of the wine, and exhaled leisurely, showing a satisfied smile.

"Congratulations on making it to next year. The young man laughed and threw the wine jug to Li Changwen, "Add more wine!"

Somehow, Li Changwen really believed what the young man said. So every time he served a pot of wine, his heart relaxed a little. The young man was indeed good at drinking, and he went down three pots in a row, and he was not drunk at all. He drank without food, tilting his head to figure out what was going on, sometimes laughing to himself, sometimes humming a song softly. He didn't seem to be worried about his teacher's entry into the mountain.

The two of them are in a wine shop, and they have nothing to do with each other.

Li Changwen still thought about the stranger and the pair of people after they entered the mountain, he didn't know what would happen after the stranger, he felt that those people were chasing and killing the stranger, but he really needed four Kuafu warriors to kill a person who was scurrying like a wild dog? That stranger was in tatters, even if he owed money, he wouldn't owe so much, provoking people to chase and kill him for thousands of miles, right? However, it seemed that the look of the group of people in the back was even more nervous than that of the stranger, and it was probably because he didn't see the stranger's expression clearly, and he didn't know how the stranger's parents gave birth to this eyeless child. That face was really terrifying, but thinking of the stranger sobbing with a glass of water, Li Changwen felt a little unbearable.

Thinking so wildly, he walked to the corner of the room where the stranger had been squatting, and tried to collect the cups and plates that the stranger had used.

When he touched the cup, he jerked his hand back and blew straight into it. He was burned.

Li Changwen looked at the copper cup blankly, he couldn't believe it, he clearly remembered that he poured a cup of warm water and sent it over, but at this moment, after the stranger left for a while, the water in the copper cup was still boiling slightly! He looked at the half of the cold steamed bun on the ground, and the place where the tooth marks were left was charred black, as if it had been roasted in the fire. Only then did he understand why the stranger would be choked, such a steamed bun could not be swallowed at all. But Li Changwen also remembered very well that this was the steamed steamed bun that he had eaten at night, and he had never baked it.

Li Changwen thought of the unsettling heat on the guest.

What kind of fever can make people so hot? Can boil water and scorch steamed buns? Shouldn't people have died a long time ago with such heat?

Don't...... Is that a dead man at all? Li Changwen shuddered fiercely.