Hearing the voice, the drinkers in the tavern looked towards the door in surprise.

When they saw the man who had entered the door, the look of surprise on their faces was even greater.

Because the person who spoke was also a monk.

Today, the sun is coming out in the west? The monks don't eat fasting and chanting Buddha, they all drink alcohol instead? They even drink wine as water!

Jingfa looked at the monk walking towards him, and always felt a little familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The monk walked up to Jing Fa, touched Jing Guangliang's head, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Boy, I said that you have a wisdom root, the Buddha will not give up on you, there will always be a day to find you, you see, the old monk, I am not wrong, this head is shaved, smooth and round, there is no hair left, it must be from everyone's hands!"

As he spoke, the monk carefully touched Jing Guangguang's bald head again.

After listening to the monk's words, Jing Fa suddenly woke up, pushed the other party's hand away, and said, "I remember, you are the dead monk who soaked in the wine vat in Chihu Village!"

"What kind of dead monk, you can call me the god of wine, the saint of wine, the fairy of wine, or you can call me the master of wine, come on, let me see if you, the wine novice, can drink me as a wine master!" As soon as the words fell, I heard a bang, and the wine master had already brought over two large wine jars from the side and put them in front of Jingfa.

"Who wants to drink with you, inexplicable!" Jingfa rarely escaped from the danger just now, how could he be in the mood to continue to entangle here, so he snorted coldly and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by the shoulder by the wine master and lifted him up in the air.

"If you don't have a drink with me, you don't want to step out of the tavern door!" the wine master glared sharply, and his heart palpitated when he saw it.

When the surrounding drinkers saw that a good show was staged, they also hugged each other, crowding the surroundings to the brim, completely cutting off all Jingfa's retreats.

"His grandfather's, fight with me, you are looking for death yourself!" Jing Fa snorted coldly in his heart, and then shouted loudly, "Put me down quickly, I accept your challenge!"

Hearing Jing Fa nodding in response, the wine master's face immediately turned for the better, and he smiled and put Jing Fa aside.

At this time, the shopkeeper had already carried the wine over and placed it in front of Jingfa and the wine master in turn.

The wine master is also a bold person, and before the shopkeeper came to ask for the account, he directly took out a gold ingot from his waist and threw it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper happily put away the gold ingots, and instructed the shopkeeper to buy some more spirits from a nearby tavern and do a good job of backup.

In this way, the battle between the wine master and Jingfa began immediately.

At the beginning, the two were still fighting one tank at a time, only to see the wine master pick up the wine vat with his left hand, aim it at the edge of his mouth, pour it down, and in the blink of an eye, a vat of spirits was drunk.

When he put down the wine vat, he saw that Jing Fa had finished drinking it almost at the same time, and the joy on his face was even greater, and he immediately opened a new vat and kept drinking.

Chess meets opponents with a thousand cups, one cylinder after another.

The duel between Jingfa and the wine master only lasted for more than half an hour, and he drank all the wine in the tavern, and immediately used the reserve spirits that the shopkeeper asked the shopkeeper to buy from the neighborhood.

And the whole process made the drinkers stunned.

They never imagined that a person could drink to such a horrible level.

In half an hour, Jingfa and the wine master each drank more than a dozen jars of spirits.

They had drunk all this wine before, and when they were at their best, they could only drink more than one jar, and if they poured two jars, they would surely fall to the ground and fall unconscious.

But today, the two people in front of them not only drank more than a dozen cylinders, but also looked at their faces, they didn't seem to be drunk at all, and they were still in high spirits.

In fact, Jing Fa on the field at this time was even more surprised.

He was surprised that he drank a good amount of alcohol, because all the spirits in his stomach were used to speed up the toxins, and few of them were absorbed by the body, but the wine master was so violent, could it be said that he was also poisoned?

Impossible, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?

For a moment, a sense of arrogance rose from Jing Fa's heart, since the poison demon scattered the poison in his body and taught him the method of relying on spirits to speed up the circulation of toxins, he had never been drunk when he drank, nor had he lost, and he would not lose today.

In a fit of rage, Jingfa thought that the drinking speed was too slow, so he asked the shopkeeper to bring a huge water tank, and then poured more than a dozen jars of wine into the water tank.

When the wine was finished, he jumped into the water tank and opened his mouth to drink frantically.

Seeing Jingfa's heroic and dry sky, there was a warm applause among the surrounding drinkers.

And the wine master also snorted coldly, and like Jingfa, he also filled another water tank, jumped in, and drank wildly.

After another half an hour, finally the bottom of both vat of spirits had been reached.

The first wine master to crawl out of the wine vat, his face was flushed at this time, and his eyes were a little misty, which showed that he was finally a little drunk.

If so much liquor is poured down, several elephants will be poured down, let alone people.

Seeing that there was no movement at all in the water tank over Jingfa, the wine master laughed and said inarticulately: "How about it, you still can't drink me, I'm still a god of wine, a wine saint, and a wine fairy, hahahaha." ”

Before he could laugh, a hand reached out from the vat opposite and grabbed the rim.

Jingfa's head slowly stretched out of the tank, sighed and said, "His grandfather's, it's going to kill me, quick, where is the toilet, Fa Ye I want to make it easier." ”

Looking at Jingfa's still calm face, the wine master opened his mouth wide in surprise, his face full of incredulity.

And at this moment, the voice of the tavern shopkeeper suddenly sounded like a thunderclap: "This gold ingot is fake, arrest this monk who cheats on drinking." ”

As soon as the words came out, the wine master's face tightened, and he hurriedly jumped up, rushed out of the water tank, came to the Jingfa water tank, picked up Jingfa's body, and then rushed out of the door like the wind.

"Hey, what are you doing, let go, I'm not familiar with you!"

The wine master ran wildly in the wind at great speed, and Jingfa wailed all the way until he disappeared at the end of the street.

With a bang, Jingfa was thrown into a ruined temple by the wine master, and his bones creaked and creaked.

"Crazy monk, what are you going to do!" Jing Fa sat up and scolded at the wine master.

"Hmph, what are you doing? My wine master hates people cheating when they fight with me!" The voice fell, and the wine master's figure flickered, and he had already come to Jing Fa, reached out and grabbed Jing Fa's wrist, and a trace of true qi quietly entered his body.

Suddenly, the wine master frowned, quickly let go of his right hand, and looked at Jingfa with puzzled eyes, as if he had discovered something extremely incredible.

Jing Fa was numb from the wine master's gaze, and couldn't help but shrink back.

After a while, the wine master threw a quilt to Jing Fa and said, "Sleep well, tomorrow we will continue to fight wine, I don't believe I can't kill you!"

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