It is said that in this era, most of the so-called heroes on the rivers and lakes have a vice, that is, alcoholism.

All of them are drunk, and they are all masters who don't want to die when they see wine. The more they are not allowed to drink, the more they want to drink, which is their common characteristic. What? You dare not let me drink it? I will fight with you!

Wu Song is this virtue, and Lu Zhishen is also this virtue. Now that Bai Sheng doesn't let him drink, he prefers to drink, and pours himself violently when Bai Sheng is not around, lest he drink less and suffer a loss.

Although this Lu Zhishen is a person who is thick and fine, he has no sense of proportion in the matter of wine. On the one hand, it was because he was addicted to alcohol, on the other hand, it was also because Bai Sheng didn't say anything about it, and on the other hand, because although he saw with his own eyes that most of them fainted immediately after drinking, there was also a beggar who helped his disciples drink and was fine.

Since some people are fine after drinking, why can't I, Lu Zhishen, drink it? He attributed the reason why these people fainted to the strong wine, so he wanted to try the wine himself to prove his massiveness.

When he put down the wine jar, he already had the intention of getting drunk, and when he saw Bai Sheng turn around, he was less in awe, and greeted him warmly: "Bai Gongzi, don't you drink some? This wine is really strong! Bai Gongzi, there is one thing that the little monk has never understood, how do you know the little monk's number?"

Bai Sheng was originally angry, he was so angry that he was guarding and stealing from himself! However, he didn't care about pursuing Lu Zhishen's question for the time being, and more importantly, he wanted to find out why Lu Zhishen and the remaining beggar disciples drank and were fine.

So he ignored Lu Zhishen's curiosity, but pointed to the beggar disciple and asked, "Is this person's wine poured according to my requirements?"

Lu Zhishen didn't know why, and said blankly: "The first bowl is yes, he is the second bowl, and I let him pour it himself." ”

Bai Sheng looked at the six wine jars on the table and began to recall the situation before he carried Li Qingzhao back to the room last night.

He vaguely remembered that the wine in the dining room was about to run out at that time, and it was Jin Wushu who asked the shopkeeper to go to the wine cellar of the inn to move the wine, so it can be roughly considered that the leftover wine in this room was a batch that came up later, except for the ones that were broken and broken by Wanyan Zongwang and the Liao people when they were fighting, there were only six jars left, and none of them were full of altars, so the wine in these six jars should have been scattered with dry blood.

And having heard the meaning of Lu Zhishen's words, it proves that the only beggar disciple who is not in a coma drinks no different from other beggar disciples, so why is this person not in a coma?

He glared at Lu Zhishen angrily, "If you don't let you drink it, you still drink it, the wine is your father?" Well, since you also drank it, then you can also drink a bowl of six jars mixed to try it." The reason why he let Lu Zhishen drink it with wine was because he was worried that the jar of wine that Lu Zhishen just held and drank was non-toxic.

Lu Zhishen was reprimanded, not annoyed at all, but laughed and said: "I'm also pondering, could it be that the wine in these six jars is different, and it will be intoxicating when mixed together? Otherwise, why would I be fine after drinking one jar, but these people are all drunk, and only one has a little bit of alcohol left? The little monk is about to give it a try." ”

As he spoke, according to Bai Sheng's request, he poured some of the six jars of wine into the wine bowl until the bowl was full, took a sip again, wiped his mouth, and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't seem to be anything special, it's all the same taste." ”

Bai Shengxin said that whether there is a problem or not depends not only on the present, but also on how long you can last.

In his mind, Lu Zhishen is already a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, since he is a first-class master, he must have deep internal strength, and he will not immediately fall into a coma, this is the conclusion that is drawn from Wanyan Zongwang - after the enemy's first successful poisoning, although Wanyan Zongwang also drank poisonous wine, he was able to fight with the enemy in ambush in the inn until the last moment, so that all the enemies lost their combat effectiveness before fainting, and then he woke up and repelled Yin Sheng!

Bai Sheng felt that even if Lu Zhishen's kung fu couldn't catch up with Yan Zongwang, it shouldn't be much worse than the latter. Of course, if most of the jar of wine that Lu Zhishen drank was poisonous wine, then the degree of his poisoning should be deeper than that of Wanyan Zongwang, and the toxicity should also attack faster.

For the purpose of getting closer to observe, Bai Sheng also sat down with a smile, looked at the beggar disciple who still hadn't fallen, and said, "You can also have another bowl." Then he looked at Lu Zhishen and said, "You asked me how I knew your name was Zhishen, right?"

Lu Zhishen nodded and said, "Yes, the name of the little monk has never been known to outsiders, how can you know Bai Gongzi?"

Bai Sheng smiled and said indifferently: "Not only do I know your legal name, I also know that you used to be the governor of Weizhou, your name is Luda, and you killed Zhen Guanxi with three punches, right?"

Lu Zhishen was taken aback and stood up, "Could it be that Bai Gongzi also worked in Weizhou? Otherwise, how could he have said so much about Luda?" (Note: The word "hook" was not a derogatory meaning in the Song Dynasty. ）

Bai Sheng shook his head and smiled: "I really haven't been to Weizhou, nor have I been to Daizhou, I have long heard that the scenery of Wutai Mountain over there is good, but unfortunately I have no time to travel." Well, don't be surprised, I just know a little bit about divination, and one day I took a lesson on a whim, and I just happened to figure out some things about you. ”

Lu Zhishen shook his head again and again, no matter how he looks at it, this boy doesn't look like a warlock with immortal wind and bones, let alone a thorough monk of Buddhism, how can he deduce the four corners of the world, the ancient and the modern future?

Bai Sheng knew that he didn't believe it, so he continued to fool: "Don't believe it, right? Let me ask you, did your master, Elder Zhizhen, tell you four verses? Do you know what the first sentence of this verse means, 'Rise in the forest'?"

When Lu Zhishen heard this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, when Elder Zhizhen told him these four verses, no one else was present, how did Bai Sheng know? ”

He remembered that his master said at that time, "When you meet the forest, you will get rich, when you meet the water, you will prosper, and when you meet the river, you will stop." He didn't understand the meaning, but his master didn't explain it to him.

Bai Sheng said: "Well, of course you don't understand, let me explain the first sentence to you, saying that this happened to the forest, that is, you will be shot by a cold arrow when you sleep in the forest today." ”

In fact, Bai Sheng's explanation is pure nonsense, Elder Zhizhen's willingness is that Lu Zhishen will act righteously when he meets Lin Chong, and from then on he will intervene in the process of gathering the righteousness of Liangshan's one hundred and eight generals, so as to start acting for the righteousness of Tianxingdao. The word "rise" is the beginning of the unveiling of the rod.

But Lu Zhishen didn't know the correct solution, and after listening to Bai Sheng's words, he couldn't help but be convinced, and said: "Bai Gongzi is really a god, Zhishen should follow Bai Gongzi to the end in this life, if you have two hearts, the sky will thunder, and there will be no place to bury you! ”

Bai Shengxin said I also want to accept you as a thug, but whether we have this fate depends on whether you can put down the wine you drink. If I give you the last three sentences, then it will not be you who will be thundered by the sky. Understood?"

The two of them chatted for a while, Lu Zhishen asked again how the chaos in the inn was caused, but Bai Sheng did not answer, he found that Lu Zhishen was still not abnormal, and the sad-faced beggar disciple did not fall, so it was already certain that they would not fall, and he couldn't help but fall into bitter contemplation.

He was looking for what these two people had in common with Wanyan Zongwang, Pan Jinlian, and the Jade Lion, and based on this, he deduced the toxicity principle of "withered blood dispersion".

Lu Zhishen saw that Bai Sheng no longer spoke, and that the wine on the table had been drunk by him and the beggar disciple, so he got up and said, "Bai Gongzi, do you have any other orders?" If not, Zhishen should find a room to dispose of the wound and rest by the way. ”

Bai Sheng looked at the arrow wound in front of Lu Zhishen, the arrow wound was no longer bleeding, but it really needed to be dealt with in depth, so he nodded and agreed, "You go to the room on the east side of the courtyard to rest, there is my family in the west, it's inconvenient." ”

Lu Zhishen answered yes and took the Zen staff. Bai Sheng looked at his back, and saw that although the wound on his back had been smeared with gold medicine, it couldn't stop the blood from oozing out again and again, and the monk's robe on his entire back had been dyed red, and he couldn't help but admire his hard spirit.

When he turned his head to look at the Bai Gang disciple again, he saw that the Beggar Gang disciple also stood up with the table, and pleaded: "Bai Gongzi, the villain also wants to find a place to lie down for a while." ”

Bai Shenggang wanted to say why do you have to lie down for a while? Don't you feel dizzy? Glancing at it, he saw that this person's thigh was bleeding nonstop, and he thought that he was shoveled by the crescent moon on Lu Zhishen's Zen staff, and suddenly, a thought burst out of his mind——

Blood!