Amid the false compliments from Master Wang Muzhai and his disciples, we walked along the road to the only two-story stone building inside the mountain gate.
This was originally where Wang Muzhai lived, but unexpectedly it was also the Mingtang in Changmen.
What's even more surprising is that there are no ancestral tablets in the Mingtang, only a few square tables, each table surrounded by four benches.
When we came in, most of the tables were already full of people.
As soon as we entered, these people stood up quickly and expressed their sincerity.
He pretended to hold hands and greet us.
Sometimes I really admire Lao Zuo's patience.
He actually returned the greetings to everyone in the room one by one, chatting and laughing happily without any discomfort at all.
In fact, I know that Lao Zuo is really fed up with all these red tape and false greetings.
We sat down at a table opposite the door of Mingtang.
Except for a few of us and Wang Muzhai, no one else leaned towards the table.
Only Wang Muzhai's two disciples stood aside, pouring wine and serving food, but they did not sit down.
During the dinner, I saw many Changgengshan disciples also setting up square tables outside, but they had no seats and had to stand in front of the table to eat, and the dishes on those tables were much worse than those in the house.
The dining table in the house is filled with meat-colored game.
Although the only green vegetables are cabbage, there are also many fungi and fruits.
Except for a plate of braised hare on the table outside, all other dishes are filled with cabbage.
Spicy cabbage, salted cabbage, pickled cabbage, and a lot of cabbage that I don’t know how to cook were placed on most of the table.
There was no wine on the table, and the only drink was a large pot of boiled porridge.
It seems that the materials here are indeed relatively scarce.
They can fatten the elders of the sect, but they cannot fatten the ordinary disciples.
I carefully looked at everyone inside and outside the house, but I didn't find Li Wenqian.
When the banquet just started, I saw Wang Muzhai taking two anti-hangover pills, obviously trying to get us drunk.
Unfortunately, he chose the wrong target and pestered Lao Zuo as soon as he started.
Lao Zuo usually didn't drink at all, but although he didn't like wine, he drank a lot.
When Wang Muzhai first proposed a toast to him, he politely refused.
Later, he understood Wang Muzhai's intention, so he shook off his arms. , and Wang Muzhai exchanged cups with each other.
Many people who know Lao Zuo think that the first time he tested his drinking ability was at his wedding with Luo Fei and Xian'er.
In fact, this is not the case.
When it comes to drinking, Lao Zuo is very hypocritical.
He had known for a long time that he was a heavy drinker, but because he didn't like to drink, he often said that he didn't know how to drink.
As he said this, even he believed it.
But this time, Wang Muzhai's actions completely awakened Lao Zuo's memory of his drinking capacity.
After several rounds of changing cups, Lao Zuo poured a whole jar of rice wine into Wang Muzhai's stomach.
This kind of wine didn't seem to have much alcohol content at first, but its stamina was so strong that even Wang Muzhai's rescue elixir couldn't cure it. .
When the smell of alcohol got the better of him, Wang Muzhai realized that he had fallen into trouble.
His face was already red, and his tongue was big when he spoke.
Lao Zuo’s face also got red when he drank.
Not only did it get on his face, but he was also sweating terribly.
The weather hadn’t warmed up yet.
I could see the top of Lao Zuo’s head from more than one meter away.
There was steam rising from his bed, but he was very conscious, and his conversation and behavior were no different from usual.
It seemed that a jar of wine was just like a jar of plain water to him.
Wang Muzhai couldn't bear it any longer, so he shouted to go to the toilet.
Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by Lao Zuo.
Lao Zuo pointed to another jar of wine beside the table and said, "We agreed that no one can leave until we finish both jars of wine."
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Wang Muzhai was already a little unconscious, but his desire to survive was still strong: "I, I, let me talk about you, you are confused after drinking.
You drank one jar, and I drank one jar.
Isn't that exactly two jars?
Well, don’t hold me back, I can’t hold it in anymore.”
Lao Zuo's fingers were as if they were made of iron.
Wang Muzhai was held by him and could not move anymore.
He struggled twice while speaking.
When he found that he couldn't get away, he started to look around, towards the Chang Geng Mountain Gate on the other tables.
People wink.
This is exactly the look of someone asking for help.
Unexpectedly, every member of the Chang Geng Mountain disciples felt Wang Muzhai's gaze and had an expression of avoiding him.
Also, with Lao Zuo's level, no matter who he brings over to accompany him, they will all be drunk to death in the end.
That jar of 30-proof rice wine weighs six or seven kilograms no matter what.
Let alone wine, even if you drink so much boiled water, you will be half dead.
The key is that the stamina of these rice wines is better than that of 50 or 60-proof rice wine.
The liquor is still big.
Drinking with Lao Zuo can no longer be called drinking, it is simply going to the execution ground.
Lao Zuo seemed to have made up his mind to drink Wang Muzhai to death.
He took Wang Muzhai's arm and said, "You remember wrong.
What you just said was that one person drank two jars.
Besides, this jar of wine has more weight." , It would be very unpleasant to just drink a jar and leave.”
Wang Muzhai suddenly became anxious: "Don't force me."
The old left hand gathered strength and was ready to go: "I will force you, what can you do?"
It seemed that Wang Muzhai was going to take action, and a big battle was inevitable.
I became excited, and quietly put my hand into my pocket, and grabbed the Yao Ya.
Wang Muzhai glared at Lao Zuo and shouted, "You still want to drink?"
Lao Zuo smiled very domineeringly: "Let's continue."
Wang Muzhai puffed up his chest and shouted with a fierce look: "Ah, you forced me.
If you force me like this, I will obey you."
At the end of the conversation, Wang Muzhai's momentum suddenly weakened.
He had held his chest out just now, but now he hunched over his waist and walked up to Lao Zuo and said drunkenly: "Master Zuo, you are this" As he said that, he stretched out his thumb towards Lao Zuo: "It's a huge amount.
I can't do it anymore.
I really can't do it anymore.
Look, I'm older than you, so do you have to give in to me?"
It’s not that it can’t be done anymore, it really can’t be done.”
The alcohol's stamina became stronger and stronger.
Finally, Wang Muzhai couldn't hold it any longer and fell down on the table, snoring on the spot.
Lao Zuo smiled and hugged Wang Muzhai's shoulders, and said something in Wang Muzhai's ear.
It seemed that he was talking drunkenly to Wang Muzhai, but in fact he was testing Wang Muzhai's authenticity.
After a moment, Lao Zuo raised his head and shook his head at me.
Really drunk It shouldn't be.
If Wang Muzhai wants to attack us at noon today, he shouldn't be so careless.
Something seems amiss.
At this time, Huang Yuzhong leaned over and whispered to me: "Just now I heard the Changgeng Mountain disciple outside saying that there seems to be fog on the road."
The ghost eye can see all real things, but it does not have a strong ability to identify the ethereal and real fog.
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From the beginning of the banquet to now, I have been paying attention to the situation outside, but I only paid attention to the Changgeng Mountain Gate.
No matter what the person does, he doesn't notice that the sky has changed unconsciously.
After hearing what Huang Yuzhong said, I immediately turned my head and looked outside the Mingtang.
The originally blue sky had turned into an overly dim gray-white.
It's really foggy When Huang Yuzhong came over to talk, the Changgengshan disciples gathered outside the Mingtang must have just noticed the fog, but when I turned to look at the stall outside the hall, the fog had already pressed onto the road outside the hall.
In less than a minute, the fog became so thick that it was difficult to distinguish the five fingers of the hand.
The Chang Gengshan disciples outside the hall felt something was wrong and quickly evacuated into the hall.
When people from the outside came in, the people in the hall naturally discovered the problem.
On the faces of almost every Chang Gengshan disciple, you could see nervous or doubtful expressions.
These people didn't know why there was such a thick fog suddenly appearing inside the mountain gate.
I immediately stood up, went to a nearby dining table, grabbed a food plate and smelled it carefully.
There was a faint smell of corpse powder on this plate.
Then I forcefully grabbed a disciple of Chang Geng Mountain and pinched his mouth open.
My actions attracted the attention of many people.
When they saw their fellow students being choked by me, they immediately got ready to fight.
I didn't bother to pay attention to them, I just concentrated my mind power and sent it into the mouth of the person I was choking.
In just one moment, the base of his tongue and gums all turned blue and black under the influence of his mind.
"You have been poisoned by corpse poison."
Li Huaishan quickly explained, took out a mirror and put it in front of the man's face.
When the other party saw something strange in his mouth in the mirror, he was immediately frightened and exclaimed.
With his level of cultivation, once he is infected with corpse poison, he cannot cure it with his own abilities.
Next, I shouted to other people in the hall: "Concentrate your thoughts on your mouth, someone has put corpse powder in the food."
For these Chang Geng Mountain disciples, it can be said that corpse poison is more powerful than tigers.
First they saw their companions being poisoned, and then they were shouted out by me.
How could anyone dare to delay?
They all quickly condensed their mental power and gathered it in their mouths.
As expected, everyone was poisoned.
It seems that the person preparing the corpse powder in the kitchen not only wants to poison a few of us, but also wants to massacre the entire Changgeng Mountain.
Since the corpse powder can enter the kitchen in advance without being discovered, it means that everyone working in the kitchen is an accomplice.
If one person is not an accomplice, the other party's action plan may be exposed.
I was thinking about who the other party was when I heard two muffled sounds coming from the door of the Mingtang.
Two people close to the threshold inhaled a large amount of mist, which caused the corpse poison to spread rapidly.
At this time, their bodies were completely numb. , fell straight to the ground.
Lao Zuo immediately rushed to the door and activated two beams of yang energy to dissolve the corpse poison on the two of them.
Several other people who were closer to the door also showed signs of spreading corpse poison at this time.
I didn't dare to delay and quickly used my telekinesis to help them resolve it.
As soon as I saw these fellow disciples being rescued, other people eagerly moved toward me and Lao Zuo.
I could only wave my hands to them: "Everyone, please stay away from the door.
I will help you detoxify after the fog clears
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