Chapter 19: Night Talk
When Xue Chen woke up, the sky was gradually entering dusk, and the red cloak of the remnant sun was basking in the verdant bamboo forest, sprinkled with joy, and had a unique charm.
Xue Chen opened his eyes slowly, only to feel that there were still bursts of severe pain in the dantian, looked at the roof beams, and slowly sat up from the bed, there was no one else in the bamboo house, and he could hear someone humming a little song outside the house, which was very happy, so he dragged his body to support the house wall and walked out of the bamboo house.
"Awake?" asked leisurely outside the house, with his back to the door, holding a can of white jade bottle of wine and drinking, lying on a rocking chair.
Xue Chen's face was pale, he coughed lightly, wiped off a few beads of sweat hanging on his forehead, and replied bitterly: "Wake up, thank you for saving your life!"
"Thank you no, it's just that your kid is quite bold, and you dare to practice the two mental methods together, but you have to meet me, otherwise I am afraid that my life will be confessed." Crazy Qi was still lying on the rocking chair, and continued without looking back: "Come, come and drink!" With that, he picked up a can of white jade bottle of wine and threw it at Xue Chen.
Xue Chen took the wine bottle, approached and leaned on the bamboo rocking chair, opened the wine seal, took a sip of sake, and felt that the six gods were cool, forgetting the pain on his body for a while, and called for good wine.
The remnant sun shone on his body, coupled with the sake to warm his throat, Xue Chen only felt warm and comfortable all over his body, and he looked up and took a sip of sake, and he was in a hurry to drink for a while, and he coughed lightly.
Seeing this, the mad seven on the side couldn't help but scold: "Hun boy, this wine is not something you drink like this, it's a waste, you have to drink it in small sips to taste right." ”
The two of them drank until they got up, and Crazy Seven couldn't help but brag in front of Xue Chen about the journey of his youth, what was Xue Chen's age that he was already the best among people, it was difficult to meet opponents, and what strange people and strange things he encountered during the period, and the adventures of creation and transformation were all over the place.
Xue Chen was also fascinated by what he listened to, although what this person who was also a teacher and friend said was inevitably exaggerated, but what new things such as traveling in Hongchen, meeting immortals three times, and entering the demon forest seven times still made Xue Chen curious.
Crazy Qi drank the wine in a big gulp, told the story loudly, and when he said that he was done, he patted his chest and was excited, and when he talked about the depression and sadness in his heart, he was full of old tears and guilt, so he couldn't help but stop the topic, waved his hand at Xue Chen and said: "Don't talk about these sad things anymore, come, drink!"
Xue Chen saw that Crazy Qi deliberately didn't want to look back on the past, so he didn't ask anymore, but took the initiative to talk about what he had experienced after leaving the master.
After hearing this, Mad Qi couldn't help laughing and said: "Your kid is also lucky, everything good things have happened to you, and even the treasure of the heart method has been sent to the door." After that, he took another sip of wine, his face was worried, and he couldn't help but say: "It's just that the practice of the two mental methods is something I have never heard of or seen, if that woman doesn't inject this vitality into your body, then things will be easy to do, but now it is difficult, in the long run, sooner or later there will be problems." ”
Xue Chen listened to what the mad seven said, although he was worried, but he was powerless, so he looked away and said with a smile: "The predecessors are serious, the ancient saying is common, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, why bother him so much?"
After hearing this, Mad Qi couldn't help laughing and said, "Good boy, like me, a casual person. ”
The two of them drank like drinking water, drinking until late at night, the wine was already on the top, Xue Chen opened his hazy eyes, only to find that Mad Qi had already fallen asleep on the rocking chair, and from time to time he shouted "Good wine, drink again" and other words, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Xue Chen has been stealing the wine of the Venerable Venerable since he was a child, and he has practiced a good amount of alcohol, and the strength of the mad seven is not very strong, although he is not drunk, but he is also sleepy, and when he saw that the mad seven was already asleep, he lay down on the rocking chair and fell asleep.
The cool evening breeze blew the clothes of the two, and under the moonlight, except for a few insect sounds from time to time, Siye was as quiet as a white jade wine bottle lying on the ground, speechless.
When the golden sunlight came in the early morning, Xue Chen woke up from his sleep, at this time Mad Qi had long since disappeared, but there was an extra Yuan Jue jade pendant in his hand, and he read the letter on the round table, but it was given to him by Mad Qi for storage.
Xue Chen searched around the island for a few laps but found no trace of Crazy Qi, knowing that he was a casual person, where should he be collecting medicinal materials at this time, and he also knew that it was time to leave.
In the letter, Madness Qi wrote that if there was anything on the island that he could see, he could take it casually, which couldn't help but make Xue Chen excited.
It's just that Xue Chen searched every bamboo house on the island, and he didn't see any treasures, so he casually put a few bottles of celadon medicine jars into his arms, and couldn't help muttering: "I'll just say that this crazy old man is arrogant, and the feeling is that there are no good things on this broken island." ”
Then, thinking about it, he laughed and said: "This crazy old man is a good drinker, and there must be a lot of good wine on this island, and I have suffered a lot in his hands, so I must at least take back some of my money before leaving." ”
After that, no nonsense, I searched the island again, found a wine cellar the size of a bamboo house in a verdant bamboo forest, and moved forward excitedly.
In the cellar, there are countless jars of wine with black bodies and red lids, and the aroma of wine is overflowing, and the smell of wine makes people salivate and dazzle.
He picked up the wine gourd that was already covered with dust and threw it aside, exhaled, and wiped it with his sleeve to wipe the dust off the gourd.
This wine gourd was covered in red, and the body of the gourd was engraved with strange golden lines and some ancient characters, Xue Chen took a look, and only felt that this gourd seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he was hungry for wine, so he didn't want to think about it.
Three times and two times the only remaining three jars in the cellar daughter red, poured two jars into the wine gourd, saw that the gourd is not full, there are other liquor in the cellar, suffering from no extra gourd, simply mixed several good wine in the cellar into the wine gourd.
"What kind of wine does it matter, and what wine is not wine?"
After loading it for most of the time, half of the wine in the cellar was put into the gourd, and then Xue Chen was surprised to find that the wine gourd was not yet full, and he shook it gently in his ear for a while, only to feel that it was only half loaded, and he couldn't help but marvel that this crazy seven is not a good winemaker, and even the wine container that was thrown aside at random was such a rare treasure.
Looking at the empty wine jars everywhere on the ground, Xue Chen was not greedy, and said with a smile: "Senior, if you have a good wine, you have to raise a glass and enjoy together, you are half and I am half, so it is barely clear." ”
After that, he wrapped the wine gourd around his waist, sealed the cellar door, held his head in his hands, and blew the piggyback out of the bamboo forest.
I wanted to live on the island for another day or two, but after a turn of thought, I secretly drank so much wine from Mad Qi, with his temperament, if he saw it, it was inevitable that he would suffer a little more flesh and skin, so he had to go as the best policy.
He immediately packed his luggage, found a ferryman at the dock on the island, and headed in the direction of the mainland pointed out by the madman.