Chapter Ninety-Six: Drunken Eight Chickens

Lao Zhaohua still swept Xiang Xiaolong's expression with his afterglow, and he reproached: "Little brother, what's the use of being sad and sad like you, can they come back to life, it's better to accompany Lao Zhaohua to have a good drink!"

Xiang Xiaolong was angry, he yelled: "Do you know what righteous anger is, every brother in this group of people lying here is a good brother who followed me from birth to death, but I killed them even after I caused them... The cottage I worked so hard to build is gone... No ......."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and finally he smashed the jar of wine in his hand into another jar of wine on the side, and the wine flowed out at once. Lao Yuhua was so distressed that she desperately picked up the broken jar and licked the residual wine inside.

I said little brother, don't vent your anger on these fine wines, but it's a pity that such a delicious wine is always called Hua and said to himself with a crying voice.

Xiang Xiaolong said angrily: Don't worry about it, you get out of the way and stink and ask for food, I will be angry when I see you.

Seeing that Xiang Xiaolong was emotional, he didn't stimulate him, and only held the dry firewood he picked up in the place where the wine jar was broken. He touched his body and there was no fire fold

"Little brother, borrow your fire fold and use it. ”

Xiang Xiaolong said angrily: "No, aren't you very capable of learning to crow a rooster, why can't you learn to beat firewood." ”

Lao Zhaohua was not angry, and said: "I said that your little brother is quite interesting! ”

After hearing this, Xiang Xiaolong replied: "Crazy ......"

Lao Zhaohua took two steps back, the middle finger of his right hand was bent, the middle finger of his right hand was bent, the finger and the index finger were upright, and the internal force of the fingertips sent three strong sparks to the dry firewood, and suddenly lit the firewood with wine spilled.

He chuckled twice and placed the mud-covered pheasant in the hole he had dug under the firewood.

Xiang Xiaolong was stunned...... He couldn't help but secretly praise "what a master" in his heart

He thought that he was drunk and misunderstood, and the three firewood that were like white light just now were lit, which was incredible.

Xiang Xiaolong felt that Lao Zhaohua was a master, so he didn't bury him, but took the initiative to ask flatteringly: "The old man is really a master, and he can also use his fingertips to make firewood on fire, the senior's ability must be very great." ”

Lao Zhaohua took a sip of wine and said, "Little brother has won the prize, haha... Do you want to learn what I can teach you. ”

When Xiang Xiaolong heard this, he jumped for joy and said, "The old-timers are really taught. ”

Lao Zhaohua replied: "Then there is a false I said that I am not drunk, for the sake of your wine, I will teach you a few tricks, and I will no longer owe you favors, and I will not be afraid of you asking for it when I see you in the future." ”

Xiang Xiaolong hurriedly said: "The younger generation is sad and sad, the brother is separated from life and death, and I hope that the seniors will not care about the offensive words." ”

Lao Zhaohua nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, the eldest husband can bend and stretch is a talent that can be created, but it's a pity that I only have one night, and you can learn as much as you can." ”

Xiang Xiaolong cried with joy: "Thank you, Master!"

Lao Zhaohua hurriedly said: "Don't call me Master, I don't accept apprentices."

I always called Hanamichi: How good it is to be free and easy alone! However, my life's martial arts will never be in the coffin with me. In this way, you and I have a fate, always ask the flower to see your character and estimate and pass on a part of you first, observe you for a year and a half, if you are upright and chivalrous, how to pass on the martial arts you have learned all your life. ”

Xiang Xiaolong was so happy that he didn't know what to do, and for a while he habitually took out the pearl in his arms to honor "Master". Lao Hua replied: "I teach you martial arts for the sake of you and me, and the traction of this wine is not your pearls, and if Hua Ruo is greedy for fame and fortune, how many palace nobles have already become my disciples." ”

Xiang Xiaolong said embarrassedly: "Master taught me a lesson." ”

Lao Zhaohua corrected: "If you say it, you can't call me Master!"

Xiang Xiaolong said with fascination: "Then how should the juniors call the seniors."

Lao Zhaohua thought for a while and said, "You will call me 'Drunken Eight Chickens' in the future." ”

Xiang Shaolong was puzzled: "Why is the predecessor called it like this." ”

Lao Zhaohua said: "Because Lao Zhaohua likes to eat a roasted pheasant beautifully after getting drunk." That's why it's called 'Drunken Eight Chickens'. ”

Xiang Xiaolong sighed and nodded.

The old man said that Hua talked and drank up a jar of wine, and when he looked for wine again, the wine was gone.

Xiang Xiaolong dug out a total of four jars of wine, drank one jar and broke one jar, and the other two jars of wine were all drunk by Lao Yuhua.

Xiang Xiaolong comforted: "Drunk senior, junior will dig a few more jars of wine for you." ”

Drunk Baji said happily: "Ah, there is still ah! ha... Okay!Okay!!Hurry up and get it!haha... Hurry up and get it!"

After a while, Xiang Xiaolong brought back four jars of wine.

After the drunken eight chickens couldn't wait to open a jar, they drank more than half of it in one go.

Xiang Xiaolong praised: "Drunk senior, good amount of wine! Senior, hurry up and teach me martial arts." “

Drunken Baji said slowly: "Little brother, oh, you haven't told the old flower what your name is?"

Xiang Xiaolong said: "Back to the drunken seniors, the younger generation's surname is Xiang Xiaolong, and his ancestral home is Jiangsu. ”