From the outside, the windows on the second floor of the restaurant are sometimes emitting black smoke, and sometimes there is cold air emitting. The people in the restaurant were crowded under the stairs, stretching their necks to look towards the second floor, but no one dared to go up.

The restaurant owner stood behind the counter, looking down at the piece of gold given by Jiang Feng. The gold is very large, and you can see the finger marks on it. If you look closely, you can see fingerprints. It was as if someone had made it out by hand.

In fact, it was indeed pinched out by Jiang Feng with his hands. He was poor, and he didn't have much gold. But there were some of the storage bags he had received from the dead monks. After they were gathered together, they were crumpled into gold nuggets by him.

"Don't be around, just do what you have to do. The restaurant owner said to the guys gathered at the top of the stairs.

Some of the guys scattered, and some of them said to the boss uneasily: "Boss, what's going on upstairs." If we kill people or burn down our restaurant, won't something happen to you? ”

"What do you care so much about? Just do your thing. Hurry up and go to the back kitchen to urge the vegetables. There was nothing to do upstairs for a while, so I hurriedly went up and packed up my things. Did you hear that? The restaurant owner said to the man.

The guy nodded, not understanding why the owner was so calm. When this guy went to the back kitchen, the restaurant owner called a young man again, and after saying a few words to the young man, the guy hurriedly ran out of the restaurant.

Then the owner of the restaurant ordered all the customers in the restaurant to be driven away. The empty restaurant is now left with Jiang Feng as a guest. It's just that this guest is in the midst of a struggle between ice and fire.

Just a few drops of wine emitted a huge amount of spiritual power. And it's spreading very quickly. Jiang Feng's body couldn't bear it at all. It is also impossible to absorb it at all. He could only use all his strength to let these spiritual powers disperse as soon as possible. Otherwise, he will be blown up directly. As for the current situation that will be cold and hot for a while, Jiang Feng can still bear it. After all, it can't be compared to the Heavenly Tribulation.

After about twenty minutes, the spiritual power in Jiang Feng's body finally calmed down. His clothes were burned to the ground, and his hair and eyebrows were covered with frost. This is also the fast alternation of hot and cold. Otherwise, the clothes on his body would have been completely destroyed.

I looked around. The floor under his feet was about to be burned, and half of the table had been burned off. Looking at his hand again, the glass was intact, and the wine inside was still there.

The original position was that he couldn't sit, so Jiang Feng had to change the table. As soon as he got up, the stool under him fell apart. Jiang Feng said to himself as he walked: "Fortunately, there is no catastrophe, otherwise how many people would have died." ”

After sitting down again, Jiang Feng called the restaurant owner. I would like to talk about the issue of compensation. But the owner of the restaurant was respectful, and he didn't even say anything. And he also ordered people to continue to serve food and wine.

I don't know what the owner of the liquor restaurant thinks, but people say no, then don't worry. For the dishes that came up, Jiang Feng didn't eat them immediately. He looked at the glass of wine, then shook his head. It's just that after shaking his head, Jiang Feng couldn't help but say a good wine.

What happened just now is indeed very dangerous. Jiang Feng's body was traumatized. But he also benefited a lot from it. Not only has the spiritual power been enhanced, but some of the meridians that have not been opened have also been opened in a few places. Even the divine consciousness has been strengthened. It's all thanks to that sip of wine.

"If you drink like this again, you might die. You can't drink it directly, you have to dilute it. Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

First, I gathered my clothes and tied them up with a belt that was only half left. Then he took out the gourd again. Because I don't know how much wine is in this gourd, and I don't know if there is a special storage space inside the gourd. Jiang Feng found two more water bladders.

This is not because Jiang Feng's divine sense cannot enter the gourd, he can indeed extend his divine sense into the gourd. But I couldn't see how much alcohol was inside. Because inside the gourd is a world of ice and fire, as soon as Jiang Feng's divine sense enters, there is no scum left.

The water bladders are all in the storage bags of other monks, and they are specially used to hold water. It is also a space item. Now there is no water in it either. Jiang Feng opened one, poured the wine in the gourd into the water bladder, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Man, bring me all the best wine you have here." ”

The wine in the gourd kept flowing into the water bladder. The bladder is as long as an arm, and it doesn't seem to fit much. But the wine flowed in, but more and more. Soon it was poured into more than a hundred catties. Jiang Feng also knew that the internal space of this gourd must be very large. It's really hard to say how much wine is in it.

After stopping, Jiang Feng put away the gourd. Use a water bladder filled with wine and pour the contents into another empty water bladder. It was only a small pour, less than a catty, and stopped.

At this time, the man also came up with a wine jar. He put five large wine jars on the table, and then asked Jiang Feng if he was enough.

"Keep going, how many, all of them are moving in. Jiang Feng said. At the same time, he reached out and pointed at a wine jar. The sealing of the jar is automatically opened. The liquor flew out on its own, and then flowed into the bladder containing a small amount of alcohol.

In the blink of an eye, a jar of ten catties of wine was empty. Jiang Feng, who was sitting there, shook his body, his face was red, and he occasionally ghosted when he saw things, as if he was drunk.

"The back is not small. Jiang Feng muttered as he dipped his chopsticks into the water bladder, and then added chopsticks slightly.

The whole body once again withstood the impact of spiritual power. A large amount of spiritual power flowed down the tip of the tongue and surged to the whole body. Fortunately, it was diluted a little, and the amount was too small, so Jiang Feng was not like last time. It's just that the chopsticks have become popsicles.

Open all the jars and introduce all the wine into the bladder. The guy who had been stupid for a long time, under the urging of Jiang Feng, continued to move the wine.

Jar after jar of wine was moved, and all of them were poured into the water bladder by Jiang Feng. Soon the good wine in the restaurant was gone. I had to use a worse one. Even the cheapest wine was poured away by Jiang Feng.

I tried it with chopsticks again, and this time Jiang Feng didn't have anything. He took out some more wine from another water bladder. After trying again, Jiang Feng felt that the wine was full of strength. Moreover, the spiritual power in it is completely bearable. Don't worry about being burned and passive anymore. This time he can drink it with confidence. There is no need to force the essence of wine out of the wine anymore.

Find a small bowl and pour yourself a bowl. I just took two sips and was enjoying it with my eyes closed. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw an old man, standing at the table and looking at him.

The old man looked to be fifty or sixty years old, with a small amount of gray hair, and a back combed. Dressed in ordinary coarse cloth clothes, he was more than 1.7 meters tall, a little thin, and his back was slightly upset. At this time, he was pressing the table with both hands, staring at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng, who was a little drunk, didn't react for a while. The old man snatched the bowl in Jiang Feng's hand, and then drank all the wine in it in one gulp. After that, close your eyes and click your mouth. Still shaking his head there, as if he was not satisfied.

"Monk, definitely a monk I can't beat. Jiang Feng said in his heart.

The old man looked at Jiang Feng and inhaled vigorously, as if he was smelling something. Then he stared at the wine glass that Jiang Feng had placed on the table before. He quickly picked up the wine glass and drank the wine inside.

"Can't drink it, that ......" Jiang Feng subconsciously said this. When he said it, he also realized that it was better to drink him to death, and he was in danger to save himself, so why should he be reminded.

But halfway through the words, I saw the old man's face enjoying himself, and there was no danger at all. Jiang Feng said secretly, this is not just a monk he can't beat, I'm afraid it's also a monk who can kill him by stomping his feet.