The strong smell of wine instantly aroused the wine worm in Mao's belly, he stretched out his nose and drooled and rushed in, looking for the smell and went straight to the wine rack in the store, and pointed to one of the jars: "Xiao Er, that's it!

The second junior of the shop is a teenager, although he is young, he is quite skilled in business, and he immediately responded with a loud voice: "This master, you are really a master of knowledge, this is the best 'four or two tours' in our drunken man's pavilion, but is it a bit too much to ask for three altars?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there are a lot of us!" said Mao Hu and pointed to Tuchen and the others who had just walked into the store behind him.

The young man tilted his head and looked at it, and continued to smile: "I won't tell you anything, this wine is called 'Four Liang You', and drinking four taels is like sleepwalking." More weight, I'm afraid you can't bear it. ”

Smelling the richer aroma of wine, Mao Hu kept swallowing his saliva, took out a silver ingot from his arms and slapped it on the counter: "If you want to take it, you will take it, I'm afraid that Grandpa Mao will not be able to do it if he has no money." In addition, let's get some good dishes, by the way, add another bowl of longevity noodles!"

Hearing the three words of longevity noodles, the young man's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood that this was someone's birthday, so he was no longer ambiguous, and quickly took down three jars of wine from the wine rack and handed them over, and at the same time put away the silver and shouted: "Eight dishes and one soup longevity noodles, four guest officers please enter the private room!"

I don't know if the food in the Drunken Weng Pavilion is really delicious, or if a few people are already hungry and can't distinguish the taste, except for Zi Ning, the other three people ate and applauded again and again. Mo Erha was stuffed with Sixi balls in his mouth and chicken legs in his hands, and his whole face was stretched wide. There is a fine wine to match, Mao Hu is even more happy to eat, and after the rise, he also drew a wine fist.

The meal lasted nearly two hours, and by the time the four of them came out, it was already ugly, and the moon hung above their heads and the stars were on their sides. The streets that had been bustling with people during the day finally quieted down and became empty. Although Mao Hu's amount of alcohol is not small, but the 'four or two tours' are not in vain, he and Mo Erha are drunk and can't find the north, hooking their shoulders and staggering on the street......

Tuchen barely drank much because of a headache, and slowly followed behind with Zi Ning. Zi Ning still didn't say a word, her brows furrowed slightly, and her long purple hair hung down her shoulders to exude a faint fragrance. Tuchen was still thinking about the two stone statues behind the Buddha Temple and the related stories told by Mao Hu before.

"You say...... The man who saved the entire Yang City half a year ago...... Could it be me?" asked casually as he looked at the starry sky.

Zi Ning was silent for a long time, and shook her head slightly: "I don't know, but it's ...... It's better not ......"

"Why?"

"There's no why!" After speaking, Zi Ning quickened her pace, and a hint of complexity flashed in her eyes.

Tuchen didn't understand what this sentence meant, and was about to catch up and ask carefully, when he suddenly heard Mao Hu's laughter ringing in front of him: "Oh, this brother seems to have drunk too much, and the amount of alcohol is ...... No, hahaha......"

Mo Erha's face was flushed, and he staggered to Zi Ning, grinning and spewing out a foul smell of wine: "Miss Zi Ning, I'...... Can I ...... with you? Tell me something?"

Zi Ning raised her sleeves to hide her face and frowned: "What's the matter?"

"Actually, I ...... I like ......" Halfway through speaking, Mo Erha rolled his eyes and lay on the ground and fell asleep.

Tuchen approached and found Mo Erha lying unconscious in front of Zining, while Mao Hu was pulling another figure and muttering something. The figure remained motionless, allowing Maohu to pull at will, without any response.

"These drunks...... Alas...... sighed, Tuchen picked up Mo Erha on the ground and walked to Mao Hu's side: "Brother Mao, are you okay, can you walk back by yourself?"

Mao Hu squinted his eyes and waved his hand: "Just kidding! When has Grandpa Mao ever been drunk! Not only can I walk back, but I can also carry this benevolent brother back with me! Walking the rivers and lakes to help others, this is our duty, come! Let's walk!"

Along the way, Tuchen carried Mo Erha on his back and had to keep supporting Mao Hu to prevent him from falling and sweating profusely, but Mao Hu also did what he said, although he was a little reluctant, he really carried the figure back to the inn safely, fell asleep on the bed.

Lighting the candlelight, Tuchen found that the figure who had been carried back by Mao Hu was a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in plain cloth, and his eyes were closed, as if he was also drunk.

Originally, the four of them only opened two rooms, one room for Zining and one room for Mo Erha and Mao Hu. Now there is an unknown drunkard, and the three of them are lying drunk on the bed without a place for Tuchen. In desperation, he had to go back to the first floor to find the shopkeeper to reopen the room. The shopkeeper was lying on the counter sleeping with saliva on his face, and waved his hand in a daze: "Today is full...... No room......"

Standing in a daze, Zi Ning's figure appeared in the corridor on the second floor: "Come up, come to my room and sleep." ”

Tuchen was stunned for a second, and hurriedly waved his hand to refuse: "Forget it, I'll just make do with it, men and women don't kiss, living together will damage your reputation......"

"You forgot ......" Zi Ning suddenly turned into a cloud of purple smoke and floated down from the second floor, and when she came to Tu Chen, she condensed and formed: "I am a demon, and there is no so-called chastity of women in the world, let's go." ”

Tuchen nodded solemnly, followed Zi Ning back to the room, lay on the side of the bed and slowly fell asleep.

Zi Ning was lying on the other side, looking at him quietly with a pair of beautiful purple eyes, and her purple lips moved slightly and whispered: "Hope...... You're not him......"

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The next morning, as soon as the sun rose, there was a knock on Zi Ning's door, and Mo Erha's voice came from outside: "Miss Zi Ning is not good, we were drunk last night and seemed to have brought the wrong person, do you know where Di Chen went?"

The two were awakened by a knock on the door, and Tuchen rubbed his eyes and got up to open the door.

"Also, not only did we lose Tuchen, but we also brought back another person we didn't know, he ......" Before he finished speaking, the door creaked open, and Tuchen replied with a sigh: "I'm here, that person was met on the road last night, and I brought it back by the way......"

Looking at Tu Chen, and then at Zi Ning, who was bunching her hair in the room, Mo Erha's face was flushed, and he raised his hand for a long time before gritting his teeth and said, "You, you, you, Tuchen, you are really a good brother!!

Tuchen was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and hurriedly explained: "Erha, don't get me wrong, the three of you didn't get up when you were lying in bed last night, and the inn was full, so I had to make do with Miss Zining all night, and nothing happened!"

Mo Erha was skeptical, and his face was more bitter than a bitter melon: "Really? really nothing happened?......

As he was talking, Mao Hu suddenly shouted in the next room: "Your grandma! Where the hell did this dead man come from!?"

The three of them came to the room where Mao Hu was, only to see Mao Hu standing next to him staring at the man on the bed with a stunned expression. And the man on the bed had a blue face, his eye sockets were collapsed, and he had already lost his life! Zi Ning walked over and reached out, and said softly, "He died last night!"

Sitting together, Tuchen explained the events of last night in detail.

Mao Hu stared blankly: "In other words, why did I sleep with a corpse in my arms? It's a male corpse!?"

Mo Erha also gritted his teeth and muttered: "Really...... Nothing really happened............ Nima, who believes!!"