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In addition to the Tianxiang Inn in the entire Dayan Dynasty, every inn will have wine, and the Longmen Inn naturally also has wine, and it is a rare good wine, and it is also a good wine that ordinary people can't drink.

People in the rivers and lakes love to drink, but when it comes to the people who really love wine and understand wine, there are not many people who really love wine, and what people who really love wine drink is not wine, but the temperament in it.

Beidao loves wine, and what he loves is the sorrow of wine; Shaolin Dian monk loves wine, and what he loves is the wound of wine, and Kongtong Pai Mo Qi loves wine and loves its drunkenness.

If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, they are all sad people.

Jin Yiyi is not sad, she loves wine but cherishes wine more, only people who cherish wine know how to taste wine, so they will not get drunk, and drunk people are generally sad people.

Also because Jin Jiaoyi loves her wine, her wine will be locked with a large trap box, and the type of trap will change every day, and no one knows how many kinds of traps she has.

Because she is not only a shopkeeper who is too beautiful to speak, but also a shopkeeper who is known as the world's first mechanic.

In addition to the palace in the world, the Longmen Inn is recognized by the people in the rivers and lakes as the place with the best and most wine, which is in the boudoir of the golden silk clothes, and her large box.

Her boudoir is not the Imperial Palace, so she is very much remembered by drunkards, even though her wine is protected by countless mechanisms.

Some wines, such as the hundred-year-old Crane Year tribute wine in front of me inexplicably, such wine is only available in the Imperial Palace Ouchi and Longmen Inn in the world, and there must not be much.

Anyone who loves to drink will not be indifferent when he encounters such a drink.

Any drunkard who comes across such a good wine will do everything he can to drink it.

No one has ever been able to steal wine from here, because this is the Dragon Gate Inn, the boudoir of the golden clothes.

So inexplicably distressed.

The shopkeeper asked him to come and get the wine, and he was not in the mood to drink it secretly today, but half of the wine was still gone, and half of it was gone when he came.

There are not no people in this world who can crack the mechanism designed by the world's first mechanic, and he is inexplicably one of them, and he can crack it because he understands their shopkeeper.

And now there is another man who also knows their shopkeeper very well.

So now it's inexplicably distressed.

Women are very generous and stingy, very generous when buying things, and stingy with cherished things.

The golden thread is stingy, at least for her wine.

The wine in the large box of the organ was placed very neatly, except for the Crane Year tribute wine that was inexplicably coming to be retrieved.

On the table in the boudoir of the golden robe, a cup, a pot of wine, and a jar of wine.

The jar was well arranged, as were the flasks, and there were no wine stains on the table or on the floor, and there was no smell of fat powder.

The drinker seems to have left in a hurry, and must have just left, because the wine in the glass was not finished and was still shaking.

The person who steals the wine is not a drunkard but a lover of wine, thinking inexplicably, he picked up the flask and shook it, and there was a pleasant sound of water swaying from it, and he liked it.

I looked down at the unfinished glass of wine again, the wine was fragrant, and I suddenly wanted to drink inexplicably.

Women are different from men, this is heard from the shopkeeper.

Women love themselves very much, and any woman will dress up as long as she has the conditions, and this is the reason why women are pleasing to themselves.

A person who can enter the Dragon Gate Inn to steal wine and drink, and steal it, will not be able to dress up himself? Obviously not.

So this is a man who loves alcohol.

Inexplicably, he is a man, and he can crack the mechanism of the golden threaded clothes, and he is also a person who loves alcohol, so he is very distressed.

When Mr. Jin came in, he was inexplicably drinking, drinking the pot that had been poured out and not finished drinking, and it was the wine that he drank while sitting on the bed of golden clothes.

When he saw Mr. Jin, he inexplicably prepared a glass of wine for him.

It's a pity that Mr. Kim didn't drink because he never drank since the last time he drank and made a mistake.

"You drank the shopkeeper's wine?" there was no joy or anger on the face of the chief executive.

"Well, don't drink waste, the wine is very good, it's a century-old Crane Year tribute wine. ”

"You should know that the shopkeeper hates people drinking her wine the most, especially on days like today. ”

"Well, I know. ”

"And you're still drinking?"

"Don't drink and waste. ”

Inexplicably, he replied very simply, and casually, as casually as he spoke to their shopkeeper, and why should it be simple? Because he wants to drink, and if he doesn't drink any more, he won't have to drink.

Mr. Jin stared inexplicably for a long time, and inexplicably drank for a long time, still drinking on their shopkeeper's bed.

"Miss's bed is very comfortable, isn't it?" asked Mr. Jin suddenly.

Whenever he speaks to someone with the word "miss", anyone who knows him knows that he is already very angry.

Mr. Jin doesn't often get angry, but whenever he gets angry, there is no room for some things to turn around.

"Well, it's very comfortable, and it's very fragrant. ”

"Oh, if it's comfortable, why sigh?" said Mr. Jin began to take a step and walked inexplicably.

Inexplicably, he didn't move, he was still drinking his wine on the bed, but his whole body was full of energy and spirit had been mentioned to the extreme, if anyone dared to underestimate a person in the rivers and lakes, then that person was not far from death.

is inexplicably a small guy, a little guy at the Dragon Gate Inn, so he is also a person in the rivers and lakes, and people in the rivers and lakes generally know martial arts.

Since stepping into this Jianghu, in order to live longer and happier, he has worked harder than anyone else, so his martial arts are not weak, but now he is facing Chief Jin, a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes.

"I'm sighing that such a beautiful thing may not have a life to enjoy!" said inexplicably after drinking the last glass of wine.

"Yes, if you don't have this life, why do you have to enjoy what doesn't belong to you. Mr. Jin meant something. "There are two things that Miss can't move!"

"The same is wine, and what is the other?" asked inexplicably curiously.

"It's the same wine, it's the same Miss's bed, and anyone who wants to go to Miss's bed must ask my hand first. ”

Manager Jin's hands are really clean and white, so white that they used to make Jin Yiyi jealous, but it was this pair of very white hands that slaughtered the eight hundred and twelve black-clothed horse thieves wandering outside Yanmen Pass overnight.

The black clothes are an organization, spread all over Shenzhou, they can be horse thieves, they can be business travelers, they can be officials, and they are definitely very big officials.

Since that night, the man in black has not entered within a hundred miles of Longmen Town, just because of the hands of Chief Jin!

Inexplicably, he looked at Mr. Jin's hand and didn't speak, his face became a little lonely, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he laughed at himself softly: "Actually, you don't need to remind me." ”

After speaking, he punched the bed of the golden silk clothes.

The bed of the golden silk clothes is carved from the finest golden silk nan wood, moth-proof and mosquito-repellent, tempered with a special process, and extremely hard, but at this moment, it was directly pierced by an inexplicable punch that didn't seem to be very hard, hit the bottom of the bed, and hit a thing that felt like flesh.

There was someone under the bed!

Inexplicably, Mr. Jin actually knew it a long time ago!

At the same time, Mr. Jin also moved, his feet did not move, it was his hands, those hands that were as white as a dead man. As if caressing his lover's face, his hand gently brushed the edge of the bed.

The bottom of the bed, which had no reaction to the inexplicable and powerful punch, was gently soothed by the white hand of the head of Jin, but immediately burst out with a strong energy, and the energy instantly shattered the bed of the golden threaded clothes, and the sawdust shot all over the house, penetrating the wooden windows and tiles, flying out of the room, and also flew out of a rugged man.

Mr. Jin stopped and didn't make another move, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't, because his inexplicable wrist was grabbed by the other party, although he hated it a little inexplicably, but he still stopped.

"Phantom Phantom Hand, when did the cold as frost and cold protector of the dark capital become a eunuch and serve as a watchdog for the emperor Lao'er?"

The man who spoke was burly, with a full beard, eyes bulging like brass bells, and his skin was exactly the opposite of the hand of the Golden Steward, very dark, and even his clothes were black. Such a person should usually be a drunkard, and inexplicably thought of Meng Zhang Fei, he must be very jealous of Mr. Jin's hand.

"Black-clothed!Qian Kui of Dangmang Mountain?" He knew that the person who came was a person in black, but he didn't expect that Qian Kui, who was known as a thief on Dangmang Mountain, was also black-clothed.

Qian Kui grinned, revealing his black and red teeth: "Yes, it's Qian, it's been twenty years, and I'm finally back!"