And Tang Xinhe's wine was drunk until more than nine o'clock in the evening, and after getting drunk and slightly drunk, the flower monk Cao Shanjun may have been addicted to wine and meat for the first time after going down the mountain, and he ate more hilariously, and he was already on the verge of collapse after eating a bottle of Moutai and eating more than a dozen hairy crabs, with straight eyes Fa Piao, obviously a little drunk and lying in the Tang family.
Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen had no choice but to leave quickly, a family doctor sent by Old Man Tang to supervise had obviously reminded them several times with his eyes, it was almost ten o'clock, and the wine should be almost drunk, and there was a pregnant woman next to him.
The place where he lived was not far away, in the house that Chen Xia had in Purple Mountain Villa, and since Xiang Que planned to live in Nanjing, the key to this place had fallen into his hands.
"Crunch" pushed open the door, and Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen walked into the house with a hangover Cao Shanjun.
"Bang" Yang Fei'er pressed the switch on the wall, and the room suddenly lit up.
Cao Shanjun, who was drunk like a dead dog, suddenly raised his head suddenly, blinked his little eyes that were still a little cloudy and said in astonishment: "There are people in the house, a very strong person."
Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen were immediately stunned, and asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?"
Someone in the house?
” "No, don't you drink too much, pretend?"
Wang Xuanzhen pouted and said.
Cao Shanjun shook off the two of them, glared at them and said, "This person is so sinful, and there is a corrosive aura from the Nine Shadows on his body, this kind of person ······ It shouldn't be in the sun."
Xiang Que suddenly looked at him, his brows furrowed deeply, and Wang Xuanzhen asked in confusion: "Where is the Nine Shadows?"
"Under the eighteen layers of hell, it is said that the souls of the dead who cannot be reincarnated for eternity and have sins are heinous," Xiang Que said in a deep voice.
There are eighteen layers of hell in the underworld, one by one to imprison the souls of the dead who have committed great sins in life and arrive in the underworld after death, and also to lock up the lonely souls and wild ghosts who do not enter the underworld after death but stay in the yang world for a long time to plague the living, but in fact, the eighteenth hell did not go to the end, and the nine shadows under the eighteen layers of hell were returned Locked up in a heinous sin, condemned by the underworld to eternal reincarnation.
"Why don't I feel it, logically speaking, your cultivation may not be much higher than mine," Xiang Que asked in surprise with squinted eyes.
Cao Shanjun said: "I'm just more familiar with the smell of sin, and the Jizo Bodhisattva Honsutra I have cultivated is the most familiar with this breath."
Suddenly, Cao Shanjun and Wang Xuanzhen looked up at the same time, and a figure appeared on the railing of the corridor on the second floor above the villa hall at some point, leaning on it with his back to the bottom.
"Hmph" The moment he saw the figure, Xiang Que raised his hand and condensed five sword qi to prepare for it, and Cao Shanjun took off a string of prayer beads from his wrist and placed it across his chest.
That person just gave them a back, but in an instant, it brought endless pressure to the two of them.
But neither of the two nervous people noticed that the fat on the fat man behind him suddenly trembled.
"Hoo ······" Xiang Que gasped for breath, a string of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the person upstairs was motionless but his nerves tensed.
"Dad······" Xiang Que and Cao Shanjun were nervous, and when they looked guarded, a very discordant voice came from behind them.
"Huh" The two of them turned their heads blankly, and instantly looked at the slightly excited Wang Fatzi.
"Goo" Wang Fat Man swallowed his saliva, raised his head and shouted: "Dad, why are you here" The man upstairs quietly turned around, looked at the three people below and said, "Yes, some Taoism" "Step, step, step," the man walked slowly down the stairs.
Xiang Que immediately glanced at Wang Fatzi next to him, because the man who was called Dad by Wang Xuanzhen was really a little different from him, to put it simply, the other party was full of masculinity, and belonged to the most popular uncle-level character now, and Wang Xuanzhen could only be described as short and fat yes, can this be biological?
But as far as pretending to be forced, they are quite father and son, you said that since you are Wang Xuanzhen's father, why do you still have a mysterious and unpredictable way of appearing, you go into the house and sit on the sofa to drink some tea and wait for us, and you also ran upstairs and stood and left us a very hanging The back of the mind.
After Daddy Wang came down, his eyes were first fixed on Yang Fei'er, and his eyes swept up and down, left and right several times, and then squeezed out a smile that was quite intoxicating to women: "The little girl of Yang Gong's feng shui family, she has a good eye and falls in love with this kid."
Yang Fei'er's face suddenly turned red, and she bit her lip and said, "Uncle, hello" "Well, okay" Father Wang nodded, and then looked at Xiang Que and said unpredictably: "It's really fate······ Oh, interesting."
Xiang Que scratched his head a little in a circle, and asked, "Uncle, what about talking like such a mystery" "I will understand later, do you have wine at home, go and bring it for us to drink" "Dad, you don't seem to see me," Wang Xuanzhen asked a little worriedly.
"Why, I see that you still have to kneel for you," said Wang Dad with a winkling glance at him.
"Then why don't you talk to me," Wang Xuanzhen asked a little anxiously.
"It's all in my heart, what to say" Daddy Wang waved his hand.
Xiang Que brought a few bottles of wine from the wine cabinet in the villa and put them on the coffee table, and Dad Wang directly took a bottle and took a big sip after opening it.
Yang Fei'er said in astonishment: "Lafite in '82, do you have to use this drinking method?"
"Drinking, it's a pleasure, as for the method, it doesn't matter at all" The wine in the Chen family's villa is all good wine, but it is not used for drinking but for decoration, so when you buy it, you can buy it with the highest price, and you want to look good.
Xiang Que has been here twice, but he hasn't moved, and he still likes beer.
"Boy, come and do one" Father Wang suddenly raised the wine bottle and said to Xiang Que: "Thank you for my son, you can be regarded as saving his life" "My own brother, he has to head up if I have something, uncle, you don't have to take it to heart" "Why didn't I take it to heart······ Your subordinates are too fast," Daddy Wang said lightly.
"Ah, what do you mean?"
Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen were instantly blindfolded.
Father Wang said: "Do you think I can't solve that corpse king?
I haven't started yet, just to hone his state of mind, and I also want him to turn the corpse poison himself, even if he can't solve it, I'll take action to unravel it for him in two years."
"Is my father so ruthless?"
asked Xiang Que blankly.
"Bang Dang" Wang Dad suddenly took out something from his body and threw it on the coffee table: "But in the end, you can be regarded as saving his life, I have to say that such a thing is yours, right?"
I'll get it back for you."