There are many drunkards in Lihuazhai, but Wang Kongding is the one who deserves the word "massive". Winemaking is a secret life, at least for these bandits on the mountain, no one will just live a leisurely life and learn what to do alone.

Wine-making, what kind of good wine and meat can’t be bought with a lot of silver robbed from the mountain? But Wang Kongding, the most rude man, has advanced wine-making ability and enjoys it. He often likes to drink the wine brewed by Mr. Wang on the mountain. Unfortunately, it is very difficult.

It's rare to have a drink inside the house. Li Dengfeng is the only one in the whole mountain who is treated like this.

At this moment, in Wang Kongding Courtyard, the aroma of wine lingered on the stone table.

"The moonlight is very good tonight, just the right time to kill someone." After drinking heavily, Wang Kongding wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said these words unexpectedly.

"Wouldn't it be more appropriate to drink on a dark and windy night?" A scribe's drinking posture is more elegant than a man's. He sips the wine and is still amazed in his heart. Generally, new wine is difficult to compare with the old wine. The entrance is not soft enough, more spicy, and the mouth is dry when drinking.

Li Dengfeng dislikes his dry tongue, but there are only a few old wines in the market. It is too far-fetched to say that there is a price but no market, but the supply is always in short supply, and the wine brewed by this untidy and informal warrior can be drunk with new wine.

The taste of old wine is smooth and mellow. Li Dengfeng was really impressed when he drank this wine for the first time.

The black-faced man was obviously not in the mood to sip the aroma of wine at this time. He placed the wine jar in the middle of the table with a big hand made of cattail leaf fan, and responded in a rather dull voice, "When we were marching, we were patrolling the border. What we were most afraid of was the weather, when the moon was dark.

, the vision is also poor in the dark, and it is still difficult to attack. On the contrary, when the moonlight is bright, it is quite easy to steal the camp and pull the flag without even carrying the torch." The scribe was puzzled and frowned and asked: "Since the Nine-Nation Alliance was established, the border should be supposed to be

There is no friction and we should be in peace with each other. How can we steal the camp?"

"Sour writers are sour." The big man snorted coldly, showing that he was too lazy to waste time on this, but muttered to himself.

"It's a good idea to invite you into the urn."

The young man and Zhu Yeqing took advantage of the moonlight to go up the mountain. Thanks to running up the mountain and walking in the woods and grass all the way, Yun Zhong's aura was still 70% to 80%, but it was a little messy. It was not a big deal. They really admired Wu Shuang in their hearts. See.

No, my master still has two hands. Otherwise, he has not reached the top of the mountain and his breath is unstable. If he is found, he may not be able to leave his body and run away, let alone take actions such as using his sword to defend himself and plundering the formation for the old man.

However, Zhuyeqing felt something was wrong at this time. The mountain road near Lihua Village was too quiet. As he walked, there was only the sound of the two breathing in his ears, and nothing else.

The two of them seemed to be walking through a deserted mountain. In another ten steps, they would be able to step into the gate of Lihua Village. However, there was still no one around. Not to mention the night vigil, and the expected noise and clamor of people gathering for drinking was not there at all.

.It seems that in this Pear Blossom Village, there has always been only one pear tree in full bloom, fragrant and fragrant, with some tender pear blossoms that have withstood the wind and rain falling gently from the branches. The green bamboo leaves slowly raised their heads, and a delicate pear blossom fell on the skirt of the clothes.

Up and down, it was silent. The young man looking sideways at the old snake suddenly felt that he couldn't see through the old man's eyes.

Without much hesitation, the old man walked into the village.

"Why did you come in when you knew there was something fishy?" Someone in the courtyard facing the village gate whispered, and his words were filled with emotion.

The old man did not respond. Instead, he said something incomprehensible to the young man behind him, "I can't use the Teng Teng space." Following the young man's surprised look, the old man's figure disappeared, and in his place was a huge green snake, shaking its head and tail.

The muscles and bones are stretched and the scales are opening and closing, making crackling sounds. On the top of the silent mountain, like spring bamboo shoots jointing, the back body is coiled, the snake's head is raised, it is as thick as an armful, and the length of the snake's head is raised, it is more than ten feet away, and the pupils are erect.

It's like lighting up two gauze lanterns in the dark night.

The people in the courtyard seemed to have foreseen this scene, and their tone turned into a joke, saying with disdain: "Birds and beasts turn into monsters, the Taoism may not be profound, at least it is difficult to cope with the brute force. It really makes you crazy, my military advisor,

If I touch you, old snake, and your tail doesn't reach three inches in front of you, I'll break your muscles and bones, but you seem to be too much." Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yeqing felt a warning sign in his heart, and the snake heart vomited wildly, all over his body.

He was twitching endlessly, and the dust was flying into the sky, making a shallow pit on the surface of the earth. This proved that what the people in the courtyard said was true. The huge power contained in this body was difficult for ordinary people to match.

The courtyard door opened, and the person who walked out was none other than Wang Kongding, who had been drinking before. He took a closer look and saw the old snake writhing in pain, its body gradually turning purple and black, and its scorched tail gradually becoming weak. He suddenly felt that the poor scribe was indeed

There is an unpredictable method by the immortal family. The pear tree planted by the scribe himself was called Qicunhong. It was no different from ordinary pear trees. It produced crispy and delicious pears. The difference was that the flowers of this pear tree bloomed all year round and were fragrant.

It is fragrant, but for snakes, regardless of their cultivation level, they are born with innate resistance. Touching a withered pear blossom will at worst paralyze the snake's body. In severe cases, the poison will penetrate into the bone marrow and be difficult to eradicate, and the scales will peel off and the death will be miserable.

It was named Seven Inch Red. At that time, Wang Kongding felt that this broken tree occupied too much space, and pear blossoms were always there all year round, not to mention that the entire Lihua Village looked like a man in his prime applying rouge, which was neither fish nor fowl, so he almost pulled it out in a fit of anger. That was that time.

Li Dengfeng unexpectedly confronted Wang Kongding tit for tat, and his attitude was extremely tough. Afterwards, he poured two taels of Mongolian perspiration medicine into Wang Kongding's wine. In the middle of winter, he was thrown down the mountain and fell asleep for a whole day, almost freezing his fingers off.

Today, it is indeed put to use. The old snake is already unable to resist. Whether he can survive tonight remains to be seen.

As for that young man, Wang Kongding didn't think highly of him. Over the years, the young men he had seen with dreams of being in the world were like crucian carp crossing the river. None of them could really achieve a good story, let alone a good person who would help this old snake monster.

? Maybe he was the scapegoat who was promised huge profits or deceived. He then lazily teased: "As for you, I can just let you go. Why waste my life? Do some small business to make a living.

It’s not in vain that my parents tried so hard to give birth to you.”

The young man smiled, his eyes did not change, but he made a gesture of invitation, but before the gesture was completely extended, the young man turned his hand and drew his sword, and without any hesitation sneak attacked the giant man facing the miserable old snake. The young man never thought that

Sneak attacks are a shameful thing. Since we guessed that it would be difficult to defeat this arrogant man head-on, why can't we kill him with a cold attack? There is no such thing in the rules of the world that I have followed my master for a long time and taught by words and deeds.

However, the extremely fast sword shot did not make the sound of breaking bones and flesh, but the trembling sound of weapons clashing. The young man frowned, only to see that this inevitable sword was blocked by the big knife in the palm of the big man.

, just like taking root, even with all the brute force, it cannot be suppressed even an inch.
Chapter completed!