Chapter 85

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Words flow fire, wine pot drunk Taoist, guest Xiu'an, the three of them are walking hard. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The reason is simple, the senior brother has a kind heart again.

Half an hour ago, it was just dawn.

On the way, several beggars knelt in front of the three of them, begging for food, and the man at the head looked extremely tired.

"Ask a few righteous men to help us. ”

The wine pot Taoist looked at the costumes of several people, and saw that they were barefoot, there were old and weak people in the middle, and the burden of carrying the luggage was a wooden stick, and he understood a little in his heart, "You are from the beggars?"

A few people didn't speak, and after half a sound, the man sighed, "In this world, there are no more beggars." We're just beggars running for our lives, trying to beg for some money to live, and you see they can't walk. ”

Yan Liuhuo got off his horse drunken at this moment, glanced at a few people, and saw a child who was sick. Then he handed over the rope of his horse and motioned for the man to take it all.

"In the Xiashan School, I don't know the name of my brother Taigao. ”

"I can't do it, I—" The man paused for a moment, his face grimacing. With this horse, there is no doubt that they can solve their problems, but how can he, a man who can't even mention his name, have the luxury of a kind person!

"It's okay, you can take the remaining two horses too!" "I'm going to have some food and drink right now, and you all take it, and you all have something outside of you. ”

The beggars present all knelt down.

Ke Xiu'an hurriedly persuaded, "If he is drunk, my horse can also be given, but the Taoist will forget it." ”

The wine pot Taoist pouted, "Yes, this stupid boy is really drunk, who knows if you are really beggars!"

"I'm not drunk, even if I'm not a beggar, I admit it. When I arrived in Pingcheng, I returned you ten horses, you really don't have any sympathy, you are a Taoist in vain, and you don't care if you don't save the suffering, and you still talk cool here. ”

The wine pot Taoist chuckled, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes when he looked at Yan Liuhuo, "Let's go, let's take him to sober up." ”

When the man who was left behind saw that they were leaving, he hurriedly shouted, "Your horses?"

The Taoist waved his hand backwards with the wine jug on his back, "No, thank you for this drunkard, I don't know how much wine I drank from Daoye." ”

Ke Xiu'an hurriedly chased after him with a knife.

The beggar couldn't help but kneel on the ground, "I will never forget the loss of the windbreaker stick, the kindness and righteousness." ”

One of the eighteen dignified beggars, now he doesn't even have a trench coat.

Tattered and tattered over the beggar lying on the ground.

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The outskirts of Heijo.

Huolongpo, once Yeliang Village.

Legend has it that a few years ago, a fire dragon raged here, burning all the sorghum fields here.

This was originally a wine village in the past, and the abundant sorghum wine was even known as Pingliang wine, the pearl of Pingcheng, but the fire came strangely and for no reason.

Everything was burned down, and this piece slowly fell into disuse. Occasionally, you can also see the newborn wild sorghum.

That's why the people of the kettle come here.

"Why don't you two go straight to Pingcheng?"

Yan Liuhuo was silent, his wine had already woken up, and he knew that there were still two days, which was the day of Dong Xuan's success, and his master and sister were there.

"The Taoist has not tried my knife yet, how can I walk down?" Ke Xiu'an explained, holding the knife like a mountain, calm and steady.

The wine pot Taoist smiled and carried the wine gourd on his back, "Okay, you come with me!"

When the three of them arrived in the village, they went directly to an abandoned wine shop, since there was a fire that year, the entire Yeliang Village was regarded as a ghost land, and no one dared to live here.

The wine pot Taoist looks crazy, crazy, and the Taoist hair bun is very scattered, which seems to be a lot more serious, and he looks like a master of the Tao.

It doesn't look like it's the first time I've seen it on horseback.

Strange to say, the Taoist has not drunk since that night.

The sake pot Taoist took the two of them to the stove of the shochu and got in. Yan Liuhuo and Ke Xiu'an glanced at each other, but still followed. Even though many years have passed, you can still see the pomp and circumstance of the past.

It seems that there are countless men wearing red cloths walking through the hot stove, boiling beam stove, wine strainer, wine cellar, and steam room, surrounded by the smell of wine.

The Kettle Daoist took a deep breath.

Then he took out the luminous stone from his bosom and illuminated everything around him.

This stone is a specialty of the Nanban Prefectures, and many people in the rivers and lakes love to use it for lighting, which is much more convenient than the fire fold.

The surrounding furnace wall is pitch black, and it looks like there are a lot of glass-like things left by the high temperature, which looks dotted and looks very psychedelic under the cold light.

"A few years ago, when this was a winery, the village was also very prosperous, and my brother and I came here. ”

The Kettle Daoist removed a boulder, revealing a passageway.

"At that time, my brother and I were about to drink all the best wine in the world, when we heard a strange thing happening here, and a hole was burned here. Everyone found that it seemed to be the hidden treasure left by the previous dynasty. ”

The Taoist led the two of them to a stone gate, and Yan Liuhuo felt that he had been going down for a long time.

"At that time, it was not called Huolongpo, but Sorghum Slope. ”

Yan Liuhuo saw that there were some dragon drawings and some words on the stone gate.

"There is divine salivation...."Yan Liuhuo was about to make a careful identification, but the Taoist interrupted him.

"These are the words of the past, and they have been suppressed here. It is said that the people of the Sui Dynasty found that there was a god saliva underneath, but this god saliva would cause a fire when it encountered wine, and the people at that time thought that the god of wine was angry, so they built a lock god pond here and closed this place. The following is the information I found later, after all, the words on it are no longer legible. ”

The wine pot Taoist opened the stone door, and when he entered here, he found that the whole space was huge, with four wine bottles like upside-down bottles, and there was nothing on the surrounding walls.

"When my brother and I came here, there were still murals of Dionysus, but they were all gone. In the vicissitudes of life, it may have been a temple dedicated to the god of wine during the Sui Dynasty, but now only this stone room remains. ”

The floor as a whole looks like a wine bottle, and the walls of the cups are also in the shape of steps, falling from one layer to the lowest point. In the center and at the bottom, there is a spring, very small, and there is an amber liquid in it, but in fact, the liquid in it can only fill the small cup in the center.

The wine bottle buckles the sun and the moon, and a drunk flips the world. That's probably what it looks like.

Yan Liuhuo finally opened his mouth, "What the hell is this?"

"Ambergris, you can call it fire saliva syrup, or you can call it Bacchus syrup. A type of leyline essence. When it encounters wine, it burns, the flames are monstrous, burning everything, the wine is inexhaustible, and the fire is not extinguished. I have come today to have a severance. ”

The wine pot Daoist solemnly took out the sword from the gourd and stabbed it at the spring, the sword was pitch black, and the size was just like the mouth of the spring cup.

A scorching flame burned on the sword.

Yan Liuhuo looked at this scene without any fluctuations, and the same was true for Ke Xiu'an.

"Dao Chief, why do you want to use the Diagram Drinking Sword?"

"I cut off the fountain of saliva with my sword, and I inevitably destroyed these artifacts completely. Tu Drinking Sword drank countless wines, and the wine had already soaked into his bones, so Shen Yi desperately chased the wine in the sword, but he wanted to trap himself here. Coupled with the drinking characteristics of the sword body, the saliva should not disappear for many years, but it can't come out. It's also a thought. After all, after today, the world may never see God's saliva again. ”

The wine pot Taoist put the seemingly extinguished picture drinking sword into the gourd.

Underground, there seemed to be a faint sigh.

The blade of the sword returned to black.

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In front of a nearby grave, a drunken Taoist in a wine pot was drinking happily.

Two people watched from the side.

From the drunken words of the Taoist, the two restored the truth at that time.

It turned out that the wine pot Taoist and the wine bottle Taoist went underground that day, but as soon as the door opened, they found that the room was full, and the wine glass pool below the ground was full of transparent amber liquid.

When they came out, the two of them drank a sip of wine, but the drunken Taoist brother suddenly caught fire, and the fire could not be extinguished no matter what, because the wine was brewed all year round, and even the soil had the aroma of wine, so it finally burned all over Yeliang Village.

The fire burned all the wine clean, and burned the place to death.

Only the drunken Taoist escaped alone.

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Then why did you come with the Picture Drinking Sword?

Because the senior brother had been talking about this sword before he died, he said that with this sword, if anyone dies in the future, there will be a sword to accompany the rest of the people to drink.

The jug kept drinking.

Drank all night.

I was drunk for a long time and never woke up again.

Before he died, he gave the two of them a sword and a wine gourd.

Ke Xiu'an took the knife and went to dig the grave where the wine pot Taoist was buried, right next to his senior brother.