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Episode 4 The Meeting of the Eight Prefectures Chapter 77 Living as a Drinker, Born as a Drinker

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    The wine shop was quiet and cold. At this time, Li Tu and Crow's bodies were burning with raging fire, and their bodies were burned with crackling sounds.  "Ah, what kind of wine is this? It's so strong that it's almost burning me to death." The crow howled miserably, and the flames on its body were three feet high. It kept rolling on the counter and then fell to the ground.  These flames are a little strange. They seem to be unable to burn other things. There are no traces of burning on the counter.  "Ah, I'm almost cooked. I smell the aroma of meat." The crow howled miserably and rolled all over the ground.  Li Tu was bathed in the flames, and his body was constantly burning. The drop of wine turned into a torrent of magma and spread throughout his body.  At this time, I was trying hard not to scream, feeling like I was about to be burned into black coals, and it was extremely painful.  He glanced at the owner of the wine shop with his spiritual sense, only to see a smiling face looking at him with a smile.  "Your Excellency, what do you mean by this?" Li Tu endured the pain and said coldly. Layers of dried crispy skin appeared all over his body, and there was a faint smell of meat. This was the rhythm of being almost cooked.  "Of course I want to invite you to drink the best liquor in the world. Don't be ignorant of your blessings, kid. This wine is priceless. You can't find it but you can't ask for it." The owner of the wine shop said with a smile, and then looked at each person and the bird carefully.  "Is this still wine?" Li Tu forced himself to say, feeling like he was about to be burned into a pile of black coals.  "The strongest liquor in the world is naturally not an ordinary liquor. Burning Mountain Fire, Burning Mountain Fire, just by its name, you know it is a fire that can burn down a mountain. You don't know this? Boy, just be content, that man on the mountain  If he wants to drink, I won¡¯t give it to him, hehe.¡± The owner of the wine shop laughed.  After a while, Li Tu was covered in blackness, as if he had been burned to black charcoal, and he fainted on the ground.  The crow was better. He couldn't see anything, but he couldn't hold on for long, and then lost consciousness.  The little girl in purple clothes couldn't help but be startled when she saw Li Tu and Crow looking like this. Her long eyelashes were moving. Then she looked at the owner of the wine shop with wide eyes and said obediently: "Uncle, the girl wants to drink too." The owner of the wine shop was stunned.  After a while, he looked at Li Tu and Crow who were burned into black charcoal. It seemed that the smell of meat was still faintly lingering, and said: "It's become like this, girl, you still want to drink? Be careful, they will be burned into a pile of black charcoal."  Moreover, this mountain fire is not suitable for you to drink, even the last drop is given to them. Even if you are not afraid of turning into black coal, the uncle is gone, really gone.¡± ¡°Uncle, the girl doesn¡¯t like you anymore.  "The little girl in purple clothes looked at the owner of the wine shop quietly, her long eyelashes moved, and she suddenly said.  The owner of the wine shop was stunned for a moment, looked at the little girl and smiled bitterly: "Okay, girl. The uncle also has a small bottle of Liushen toilet water, which I gave to you. This was originally the uncle's trump card to please the fairy, and it gave you an advantage." The owner of the wine shop is a little heartbroken.  , with a flick of his long sleeves, a small jade bottle appeared in his hand.  The little girl in purple smiled and took the Liushen flower dew obediently. Her big eyes almost narrowed into crescent moons. She loved the jade bottle and said, "Thank you, uncle. The girl likes you." The owner of the wine shop looked like he was crying.  With an even ugly smile, he waved his hands helplessly and said with great heartache: "Girl, this bottle of Liushen toilet water has 365 drops. You can only drink one drop at a time. Do you understand?" "Uncle, girl knows."  The little girl in purple smiled, then sat quietly at a table by the window, staring at the small jade bottle quietly.  The owner of Sasi shook his head, looked at Li Tu and Crow who had fainted and were covered in black, then picked them up and walked to the back, throwing them into a side room.  ¡­ In the Apricot Blossom Village, gusts of spring breeze blew through, and the apricot flowers fell all over the sky, and the fragrance spread for ten miles.  At this time, a middle-aged scholar in Tsing Yi walked into the village. He had a Chinese character face, was a little thin, and had an extraordinary bearing.  Behind him was a quiet woman in white, who looked about eighteen years old, with a typical oval face, red lips and white teeth, and a natural beauty.  "The steps are full of green grass and the fragrance of apricot flowers." The woman in white looked at such a beautiful apricot flower village, bathed in the petals all over the sky, and couldn't help but recite a poem.  The middle-aged scholar in Tsing Yi is walking in front, and the woman is following behind. Xinghua Village is very quiet and there are very few people.  "Teacher, where are you going?" The woman in white saw her teacher walking quietly, frowning from time to time, as if thinking about something, so she asked aloud.  "The teacher went to ask for a drink and was thinking about how to speak." The middle-aged scholar had a slightly sad look on his face.  The woman in white was startled. She didn¡¯t expect that the teacher was taking her to beg for wine, and said: ¡°Teacher, the student¡¯s country of Zhao has a lot of good wine, and there is also a lot of tribute wine in the student¡¯s home.¡±   The middle-aged scholar shook his head and said, "It's not those." The woman in white nodded, said nothing, and followed quietly behind her. There must be a meaning to what the teacher did.  When he was about to reach the dilapidated archway, the middle-aged scholar suddenly said: "Qingping, follow the teacher closely, don't panic." The woman in white was stunned for a moment, not knowing what she meant, but she saw her teacher walking towards the archway next to the archway.  Walking towards an old apricot tree full of apricot flowers like a horned dragon, I couldn't help but be startled.  At this time, the middle-aged scholar said again: "Follow closely." The woman in white nodded, no longer thinking about it, and followed two steps closely. When she was about to hit the old apricot tree, she found that she suddenly  Appearing in the doorway of a wine shop, I couldn't help but be shocked and looked at it carefully.  When the little girl in purple saw someone coming in, she raised her head slightly and glanced, then continued to look at the small jade bottle on the table quietly.  After the middle-aged scholar entered the door, he saw that the dozen or so jars of wine in the wine shop had been emptied and scattered around. The muscles on his face could not help but beat a few times. His heart ached so much that he almost couldn't help but curse.  A small jar of wine here is worth tens of thousands of gold. Who drank thirteen jars of wine in one go, and it was still packed with ten or twenty kilograms.  Is this a cow drinking water?  Although the woman in white was a little shocked, she calmed down after coming in. After taking a closer look, she saw that her teacher was heartbroken when she saw those empty wine jars, and she couldn't help but be stunned.  Then, I also knew that this wine should be quite extraordinary and very valuable, no worse than the tribute wine in the palace.  After all, the teacher was very casual and did not show such an expression when he drank the tribute wine from the palace.  "Little girl, is Mr. Xiao here?" the middle-aged scholar asked. Seeing that there was only this little girl in purple, who was twelve or thirteen years old, in the wine shop, he was quite polite.  The little girl in purple just sat quietly, not even raising her head. Her expression was cold and proud, as if she didn't care about the two of them.  Seeing her teacher asking such a polite question, the woman in white became a little angry and was stopped by the middle-aged scholar.  The woman was stunned for a moment, then stood quietly, no longer paying attention to the little girl.  At this time, the middle-aged scholar started to clean up the scattered wine jars. After cleaning up the wine jars, he also sat down at a table.  The woman in white stood quietly behind her and looked at the little girl, while the little girl just looked at the jade bottle quietly.  After a while, the owner of the wine shop came out, saw the middle-aged scholar and couldn't help but smile, and said: "Boss Wen, if you want a bar, I can take three jars of ten kilograms." The middle-aged scholar quickly stood up, bowed his hands, and said, "Thank you.  Mr. Xiao. However, this time the teacher asked the students to come and ask for a drop of wine." "Begging for a drop of wine?  The woman in white clothes couldn't help but be stunned, looking at her teacher in surprise, and even more curiously looking at the owner of the wine shop, who actually called her teacher Wen Xiaozi.  Who in the entire Seven Kingdoms dares to call a great scholar a brat?  "It turns out he asked you to come. He has already drank a drop, which is enough. Moreover, the last drop has just been given away. There is no more. You tell your teacher not to worry about it anymore." The owner of the wine shop said with a smile.  The middle-aged scholar was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he was a step late. He didn't know who had the good luck to receive a drop from him.  Even his teacher was shocked by this wine. After drinking it, he couldn't forget it. At this time, he even shamelessly asked for it.  Could it be this little girl? I couldn't help but look at her.  "It's not her. Just get the wine and leave. After all, you are a busy person." The owner of the wine shop shook his head.  "Thank you, Mr. Xiao." The middle-aged scholar nodded, bowed and thanked him again, then took three jars of ten kilograms of apricot flower wine and walked out of the wine shop with the woman in white.  Walking back to Xinghua Village, the woman in white was very confused. She also saw that the owner of this wine shop was extraordinary, and asked: "Teacher, who is he?" The middle-aged scholar pondered for a while and said: "I was born as a wine master, and I was born as a wine master."  The woman was stunned for a moment, then followed closely.  ¡­ ¡­ Not long after the middle-aged scholar left, another person came to Xinghua Village.  A young girl in green clothes with a sword on her back, a disciple of the Shangqing Sect, Qing Le.  "Master said, my opportunity lies in the land of apricot blossoms and the fragrance of wine floating in the Liangshan River." After Qingle walked into Xinghua Village, he carefully looked at everything around him, "Then there is only this Xinghua Village.  The wine is flowing, so it¡¯s a wine shop. But there is no wine shop in Xinghua Village?¡± Qing Le walked in Xinghua Village with confusion, until he reached the archway and the water.On the shore of the moor, I didn't see any wine shops, and I didn't smell the aroma of wine.  Did the master miscalculate, or did he find the wrong location?  When I walked back, I saw a middle-aged man leaning against the old apricot tree next to the archway.  He was reciting a poem: "Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the morning." Qing Le was startled, thinking in his heart, he was another fallen scholar.  So he stepped forward, bowed slightly, and asked: "Sir, did you know that there is a wine shop in Xinghua Village?" The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I don't know. Girl, please look for it again, maybe you will find it." Qing Le  He nodded and left, with some doubts in his mind. Could it be that it wasn't Xinghua Village, but another place in Shuibo?  (To be continued.
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