It's night, starry, and the lights in the village are bright.

Next to the huge square by the stream, a grand bonfire party was held as scheduled.

Mo Xiaolou took his concubine Xuan to approach the bonfire, but happened to meet his grandmother during the day.

"This is the place where the Danu Festival is held, why are outsiders here!"

"Drinking. Mo Xiaolou was concise and to the point.

"Hmph!" Grandma snorted coldly: "No wonder I didn't remind you, the Danu Festival is a place for the Yao people to wrestle bravely, don't drink without drinking, and be beaten." ”

Mo Xiaolou didn't pay attention to her, took Concubine Xuan's little hand, and said indifferently: "Let's go eat barbecue." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Not far away, Sina saw that Mo Xiaolou had come, jumped and said hello, and led Mo Xiaolou and the two over.

"People still think you're not coming!"

"I want to taste the special wine of the Yao people. ”

"If you're just here for a drink, I'm afraid you've got the wrong idea. There will definitely be a steady stream of warriors to challenge you. Senna smiled slyly.

"Then I wish them the best of luck. ”

Mo Xiaolou smiled slightly, glanced around, and found that the people of Yaozhai had arrived one after another, looking at their costumes, both men and women were dressed in costumes, it seemed that this Danu Festival was really a relatively important festival.

In particular, he noticed a dozen or so big men sitting in the central area of the bonfire, if nothing else, they should be the elite of Yaozhai, and Khan Zhi was among them.

Mo Xiaolou was looking at others, but it also attracted the attention of many Yao girls, those girls with bold styles saw Mo Xiaolou's appearance, their eyes lit up one by one, and they wanted to come over to talk. It was only then when he saw Sina beside him that he stopped, with a look of regret on his face.

"Huh, who is this handsome guy? Are there any Han people on the Danu Festival?" asked a girl about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in a fiery red dress, and blinked her curious eyes.

"This is Fan Caiqi, the daughter of the gun king Fan Zhuo, who loves to join in the fun. Sina introduced with a smile.

"Hello, under Ding Peng. This is my daughter Ding Linglin. Mo Xiaolou nodded slightly and smiled politely.

"Daughter, you have your daughter, how can you!" Fan Caiqi's pink lips opened, disappointed.

Her eyes widened and she was dissatisfied: "Such a handsome brother, why don't you wait until I grow up to marry me?"

Mo Xiaolou couldn't cry or laugh, turned his head to Sina and said, "Everyone here is so precocious?"

“...... Mo paid attention to her, and when she saw the little guy named Hou Xibai before, she also said that she would marry him when she grew up. ”

The little girl who was debunked smiled awkwardly, gave Sina a a white look, and ran away in three or two steps.

"Silence. ”

A low groan, although the voice was small, but it spread throughout the audience.

On the wooden ring not far from the center of the bonfire, the calm and peaceful grandmother held the floating dust in her left hand, and held the wine bowl in her right hand, standing in the center of the platform, exuding a transcendent dusty atmosphere.

"Your grandmother's hand is much more pleasing to the eye than a dragon cane. Mo Xiaolou said softly.

"What, my grandma, that's my master! It's just that she has a nickname called Grandma Tongtian, so everyone calls her grandma. ”

"Grandma Xia Miaoying, it turned out to be her. ”

Xia Miaoying picked up her wine glass and said loudly: "Today is the annual Danu Festival, as the person who is in charge of the scepter of the clan on behalf of my clan, for a year, the old body is sincerely afraid, for fear of making a mistake, but fortunately, this year is still smooth, and the old body is worthy of the late patriarch." Ladies and gentlemen, the old man has never liked to talk nonsense, this glass of wine, I salute you first!"

After speaking, Xia Miaoying raised the wine bowl and drank it all.

Everyone also raised their glasses, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

The young men were raising their glasses and their eyes were all looking around, obviously choosing their opponents.

"I announce, Danu Gala, begin!"

"Wow!"

As soon as Grandma's voice fell, everyone cheered in unison, and even more lively people directly joined hands and sang and danced around the bonfire.

Of course, for Mo Xiaolou, wine is the most important thing, just dance. So he sat down on the ground rather out of place, picked up a jar of fine wine, and drank it violently.

However, Shi Feixuan seemed to like this atmosphere very much, and grabbed Senna's hand and played a game of dancing in circles hand in hand.

Seeing the sincere smiles of the people around him around the bonfire, Mo Xiaolou felt that his soul had become much soothed. Although he was still pouring wine, he unconsciously drew an unconscious smile on his face.

"Hey, Ding Peng, at this time, don't you improvise a poem?" Sina said loudly as she danced.

Mo Xiaolou laughed, and replied loudly: "I have a lot of poems, I'm afraid of scaring you!"

"Hee-hee, bragging, are you here to listen?"

"Good!"

He threw the altar of wine to the ground, stood up with a slight drunkenness, let out an insolent laugh, and sang:

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and does not return......"

His voice is magical, this sentence is straightforward and heroic, even if everyone at the party does not understand the poet, they are also infected by the momentum of this first sentence, and unconsciously slow down the pace of dancing.

And Mo Xiaolou's second line of poetry was also sung immediately:

"You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. ”

He bowed his palms slightly, made a toast, motioned to everyone, and raised his voice at the same time—

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. ”

"Well said!" A Yao man not far away seemed to be a good drinker, his face flushed, and he was excited.

Mo Xiaolou totoed a little, picked up another jar of wine, raised his head and poured it straight, his body was even more shaky after drinking, and the poems he sang had a bit of a roar.

"I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughter-in-law, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you!"

"Hahahaha-"

"Guys, how about drinking with me?"

"Hahaha, good man, I'm going to make you a friend!"

"It's not a loss to Princess Sina to bring back a hero, heroic!"

"Come on, come on, drink and drink!"

The atmosphere of the party was completely driven by Li Taibai's famous stories through the ages, and everyone kept chanting "life must be happy", or "selling eternal sorrow with you", and they fought for wine nearby, which was very bold!

Only Khan Zhi had a look of jealousy in his eyes, glaring at Mo Xiaolou viciously, and did not hide his malice.

After a few years of drinking, Khan snorted coldly and said loudly: "There is wine without fighting, it is always not enough fun, it is better for me to throw bricks and lead the jade and go to the ring first!"

"Brother Khan Zhi is about to play!!" A big man beside him before let out a low cry, surprised: "Since he won the title of the first warrior last year, Brother Khan Zhi has rarely done anything with people! ”

The Yao elites who were sitting in the middle of the bonfire before looked at the man on the stage, all showing complicated expressions...... There is anger, jealousy, but also admiration and admiration.