There were very few guests in Zuixianju. After communicating with Lin Xiaofeng and learning that it would be okay to bring Xiao Lin and Qin Yu into the underground old wine street, the four of them walked together.
The underground old liquor street is still so prosperous. Drinkers can be seen everywhere. When you are drunk, you can lean on the railing in front of the pub. You don't have to worry about the fierce wife at home looking for trouble, and you don't have to worry about being rude when you meet your superiors after drinking.
Everyone here has a free identity and can do whatever they want. As long as they can afford the drink, even if you are drunk on the street, a young man will bring you a quilt to cover you.
Xiao Lin liked the life here very much, but Su Fan couldn't bear the gleaming look in his eyes, so he had to take out the gold and silver utensils and give them to him.
Xiao Lin, a person who rarely uses gold and silver coins since he embarked on the path of cultivation, is no stranger to using them now.
Even a shrewd person like Xiao Lin could not hide his joy, because his flower-like face had clearly exposed his innermost feelings.
Wine is not that mysterious in the first place, and it is no stranger to Xiao Lin. Who among men does not drink some wine?
Alcohol is addictive, and even Su Fan, who has strong self-control, became obsessed with it after drinking the peach blossom wine from the old man in purple.
Although Xiao Lin has never drunk peach blossom wine, there are many blue disciples, and there are also many disciples who go out to practice. They can bring some drinks when they come back. Xiao Lin is also very popular, so he can't help but get some good drinks.
Naturally, I can't help myself from this drink. Now in a place like Zailao Liquor Street, where good wines are everywhere, and the aroma of wine is permeating the air, you can't just smell it.
Looking at Xiao Lin's back as he quickly left and was about to enter a liquor store, Qin Yu couldn't control himself. He looked at Su Fan and quickly followed him.
Su Fan smiled bitterly, looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said, "I didn't expect that a person like Qin Yu, who has a strict master, would be so unable to control himself."
Lin Xiaofeng said calmly: "Because the management is strict, I am curious, so it is easy to make mistakes."
Su Fan was silent, but this was a true statement. He thought about any disobedient child in the academy who was under the discipline of a strict teacher. He was often taught that brothels were a place of love and debauchery, a place where people lived in debauchery and cannibalism, and he was warned not to go there.
One year, the child grew up, but he was still curious about the snowstorm. So one day, he left secretly, only to come back in trouble. His curiosity was satisfied, and he had indeed made a mistake.
Su Fan pondered for a moment and then said: "Drink, drink, what's the fun in drinking?"
Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I am enjoying myself."
Su Fan muttered these words silently, and continued walking deeper behind Lin Xiaofeng. There was one person who attracted Su Fan more than the good wine all over the street.
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The signboards with dragons and phoenixes are still flying, the number of customers is still sparse, the wine vats have indeed been taken away, and the waiters in the counter have become sleepy, almost falling asleep.
Lin Xiaofeng and the others walked toward the backyard quietly without disturbing the others.
This time the backyard has actually changed, it has become extremely elegant, just like the backyard of Zuixianju on the ground.
It's that house again, still the same old man in gray, but the fire in the stove has been extinguished, and the wine has long been warmed and placed on the small table.
There is a chess game placed in front of the small table. There is no winner between the two players, black and white, like a dead game.
The old man in gray clothes lowered his head and pondered, as if thinking about how to proceed in this chess game.
The old man was so focused that he didn't notice Lin Xiaofeng sitting in front of him.
Su Fan stood aside and saw that he was not good at this, and even said he was an ignorant black man.
Lin Xiaofeng casually grabbed a white piece in the box and was about to drop it. However, the piece fell into the air and Lin Xiaofeng's hand stopped.
Su Fan was startled and began to pay attention to the changes on the chessboard. The black and white pieces were like generals fighting.
The black sergeant and the white sergeant are at loggerheads here. The black sergeant is approaching the city, and the white sergeant's city wall is strong.
The black sergeant made multiple attacks, but the white sergeant was able to block them all.
Whether it's an elevated ladder, a forced attack, or a stone-throwing attack, the white sergeant has a way to resist it.
The huge boulder smashed the ladder, the elite team repelled the attacking team, and blocked the stone throwing.
It can be said that soldiers will block it, and water will cover it. Both sides have their own strengths, and each cannot hurt the other party.
Lin Xiaofeng seemed to be able to see the mystery of this period. He slowly dropped the chess piece and placed it in the box.
His face turned pale. Su Fan had never seen Lin Xiaofeng look so ugly.
Su Fan frowned slightly, tapped the chessboard gently, picked up a black chess piece, and gently put it down.
Lin Xiaofeng suddenly grabbed Su Fan's arm and shouted: "No, if this guy falls, Heizi will definitely lose."
Su Fan said calmly: "Why did you lose?"
Lin Xiaofeng said: "As soon as this stone fell, Black showed retreat. With this retreat, White took advantage of the victory to pursue him. Why is Black undefeated?"
Su Fan bypassed Lin Xiaofeng's hand, dropped the black stone, dropped it onto the chessboard, and said, "It's just a game of chess, why bother with a game of chess to affect your mood for drinking."
Su Fan just took the next step casually, but he did not expect the changes in the old man in gray.
The old man in gray clothes shrank his pupils, clapped his hands suddenly, laughed loudly, and said: "Good chess..."
Su Fan was stunned, put down the wine he was about to open, and looked at the chessboard.
The black sergeant gave up attacking the city and kept retreating. The white sergeant saw that the situation was strong and opened the city to pursue.
When all the white sergeants left the city, the black sergeants circled back and launched another counterattack.
Without the defense of a solid city wall, the white sergeant was defeated, and the black sergeant fought harder and harder.
In less than a moment, all the white soldiers were buried in the wilderness, the entire army was wiped out, and white was defeated.
Su Fan suddenly realized, but he didn't expect that his unintentional son could have such a miraculous effect.
After the chess game was over, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, opened the wine bottles and started drinking. The old man in gray clothes did not ask Su Fan why he came, and Su Fan did not ask where Zuixian was.
If you only want to get drunk, how can you get drunk once in life? Now you can only get drunk once you get drunk, and only the wine from Zuixianju can give the monks a chance to get drunk.
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When the three of them were drunk, they did not know that a luxurious carriage drove into the Old Wine Street.
How can a carriage with a tall horse and three good horses be bad? Not to mention that the gold and silver carvings on the carriage are all priceless.
The car stopped at the end of Old Wine Street.
The door of Zuixianju stopped, and a middle-aged man who was slightly fat and seemed to have an extraordinary air of luxury came out of the car.
The man stepped into Zuixianju and casually found his way to the underground. His face was heavy, as if he had something important to do, and he seemed to have come to ask for help.
But there was no trace of prayer on his proud face, as if it was natural for others to help him.
It was still the end of the street, and it was still Zuixianju. No wine could attract him, only Zuixianju.
The cashier glanced at him and said lazily: "Buying wine?" He didn't change his attitude because of his luxury, nor did he become pleasant because of his demeanor.
The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Looking for someone."