"The teacher never drinks alcohol......"
Feng Zikang was slightly surprised, at least he had never seen Ye Tiansheng drink wine, and there was no wine hidden in the small bamboo forest.
Wen Lingsu blinked his eyes and gently turned up the bamboo couch, just as Feng Zikang expected, there was nothing under the bed, and it was clean.
"It's good to hide!"
Wen Lingsu chuckled, her eyes narrowing into a line.
She pulled up her cloth skirt, bent down and squatted, and gently patted on the smooth ground, only to hear a squeak, a burst of blue light flicked by, and there was nothing on the ground, but a bamboo door was revealed and gently flicked open, revealing a wine cellar.
"Huh?"
Feng Zikang was taken aback, he didn't think that he, a serious master, would also hide wine in the room, and hide it so tightly, he sensed the Quartet with his incarnation, but he didn't even notice it.
The cultivation of the Ning Dan period is supernatural, and it is really unfathomable, Feng Zikang is deeply vigilant, and he dare not underestimate it.
"Senior Brother Ye is delicate, if I hadn't spied on him tricking my senior sister into drinking two hundred years ago, I would never have guessed that he would hide wine under the bed!"
"Lying ......"
Feng Zikang's face was strange, could it be that Master Ye was born back then, and he was actually a merry man?
He didn't know that wine was made from grain▲Taishan farmers had the strictest rules, and they respected food, and winemaking was absolutely not allowed.
They believe that every grain and wheat are made by hard work, and that it is an unforgivable crime to use grain to make wine for fun.
Since it is sinful to make wine, it is logical that drinking is also sinful.
Therefore, the disciples of the peasant family are not allowed to drink alcohol.
Not to mention the head disciple, Xu Rou, who is scheduled to take over as the sect leader of the farmer's family.
The shock and panic in Wen Lingsu's heart, who was peeping out the window at that time, was really difficult to express in words.
The dignified senior sister in her mind actually violated the door rules and drank wine with a blushing face, although it was half-pushed, but she was also willing!
Wine, that thing, is it really that good?
The good things that can make the senior sister's strict people feel good have taken root in her young heart at that time.
Just like the taste of snow bamboo ginseng tea, this pot of bamboo leaf green makes her salivate.
So the small medicine stove that is usually used to decoct medicine is used to warm wine today.
Wen Lingsu was full of anticipation, and found a wine jug and a few porcelain cups out of nowhere, and seemed to be more familiar with the grass house of Xiaozhulin than Feng Zikang, the master.
Feng Zikang had no choice but to follow her wishes, smiling bitterly and warming the wine, the crisp bamboo leaves were forced by the heat, exuding bursts of wine fragrance.
The little fox was also attracted to it, and circled happily around the flask, drooling.
"You like it too?"
Feng Zikang reluctantly picked it up, saw that the wine was warm, and poured a glass for Wen Lingsu, as a junior, he could only accompany a glass.
He dipped his chopsticks in the wine and fed it to the little fox, who sucked it with relish and chirped contentedly.
After three cups, Wen Lingsu is not strong enough to drink, drunk and confused, and even more moving.
"Sure enough......
What a wine......"
She hugged the little fox and said with a smile: "Xiao Zikang, you drink Tefu Shuangli, you are not as good as this spirit fox!"
Come, let me have a few drinks with it!
” "Little Aunt......"
Unexpectedly, the plain and gentle woman actually changed her appearance after three cups of yellow soup.
Feng Zikang was very helpless, he didn't drink much himself, and he was quite restrained.
As a heavenly demon, and in the righteous path, all things that will affect the clarity of the mind must be touched as little as possible.
I saw Wen Lingsu drinking a cup by himself, and also feeding the little fox a cup, one person and one fox wine confidant, and drank happily.
The warm jade pot on the stove, although it is only half a foot high, but the wine pulp is inexhaustible, this is the magic of the fairy family to communicate the world, as long as the bamboo leaves in the wine cellar are not drunk, the wine in the wine pot is also inexhaustible.
Feng Zikang peeked at it, and the big urn containing bamboo leaves was also half empty.
"The cultivation of the Ning Dan period is really unfathomable......"
Most of the jar of wine went down, Wen Lingsu was only slightly drunk, and the rest did not change at all, the little fox was even more powerful, don't look at its fishy and low body, and drank no less than Wen Lingsu, now it is just a pink red fur, shaking his head, but he is not drunk, not a wolf The offspring of the nine-tailed fox is born of a different species.
"Again......
Again!
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” When the bamboo leaves of a jar that were at least two hundred years old were at the bottom, one person and one fox finally couldn't hold back the drunkenness, and the little fox couldn't resist it first, rolled off Wen Lingsu's lap, and snorted slightly when he lay on the ground.
Wen Lingsu smiled, stood up, staggered, and fell on the bamboo couch, and fell into a deep sleep like this.
"Little ......
Little aunt!
” Feng Zikang called a few times, but he didn't see any reaction, so he had to take a thin felt to cover her and summon someone to collect the endgame.
At this time, the sky is dark, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the fire of warm wine has been left, and the moonlight in front of the bed is like frost, which has a bit of coldness.
Wen Lingsu was drunk on the couch, his cheeks were crimson, as bright as a peach and plum, and he was hot after drinking, and he rolled up his sleeves high, revealing a white arm, like a crisp lotus root.
The fairies in the sky are free of impurities, and they are by no means comparable to ordinary women in the world.
Feng Zikang exhaled, closed his eyes, but sat cross-legged and took advantage of his qi cultivation kung fu.
At this moment, I heard the sound of whirring wind not far away, and a child shouted and came towards the small bamboo forest.
"Senior Brother Feng!
You're back, and you miss me!
” Feng Zikang listened to his voice, it was Gu Ya, a disciple of Xingxingzhai, this kid didn't go up or down, he must be about to break into the grass without saying a word, if he saw Fairy Wen's appearance, it would be indecent.
He snorted lightly, picked up the spirit witch bone, and made a trick to hide Wen Lingsu's figure.
Sure enough, Gu Ya didn't wait for him to speak, he rushed in in a daze, and sat on the bamboo couch with his ass, Feng Zikang could see clearly, his butt was not too far from Wen Lingsu's feet, and he couldn't help wiping a cold sweat.
"Senior brother, don't tell me when you come back!"
Gu Ya complained a little, "I went to the Sunset Summit with Master to meet with a few senior grandmasters, only to know that you were back, and I eagerly asked for the task of sending you something, so I came!"
That Meng Qinglu still wanted to rob me with his little white face, but Lao Tzu glared at him for a long time, so he didn't dare to fight with me!
” He snorted, "If he still dares to fight, I'll kick his balls when I go back!"
” "Sending something?"
Feng Zikang then remembered that Yuan Buhuan, the head of the house, had said that he would arrange for someone to send the gifts sent by the Confucian and Taoist families later, but he didn't expect that it was Gu Ya who snatched this task.
Gu Ya sent a bunch of gifts in front of him, not caring much, but scratching his ears and cheeks, uncertain.
"Alas, while thinking about not seeing my senior brother for a long time; On the other hand, I don't know what the master suddenly came out of the customs and wants to talk to the head of the sect and those foreign masters, loyalty and filial piety can't be both, which makes people so annoyed!
” "Oh?"
Tianji Yushi suddenly out of the customs?
What did he want to talk to the head of the sect and the visiting foreign sect members?
Feng Zikang couldn't help but be a little curious.