Chapter 02 Landlord, Wine Friend (Three Explosion!)

Sitting on the river beach in the south of Tanzhou City**, looking up at the starry moon, not to mention how annoyed I was. Golden Gun Cao is too boring. They are all the respect of scattered immortals. Why don't you miss any old feelings?

Where is your master? When will the black boss Black Cloud Sword come back to himself? Where should I go tomorrow when the sun rises from the mountains on the other side?

He randomly took out a jar of palace secret wine from the storage bag, patted the mud, and sprinkled some on the wounds of his hands, which was heartbreaking. He picked up the jar again and drank on his back.

"What is the love in the world? Teach life and death directly. There are two flying guests from all over the world, and the old wings have been cold and hot for several times. Joy and bitterness, there are more idiots and daughters. You should have words, thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and snow, only the shadows who to go..."

His hand shook, and the edge of the wine jar gently scraped his nose.

Whose green hand was that brushed his nose in the spring breeze of Yinyang Peak, like a bright warm wind.

I guess the wine is too strong. Her eyes were dazzling, as if it were her, and she stretched out her jade hand and scraped it with a smile.

"You have words, thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and dusk snow, who do you only go to?"

In an instant, he remembered that the flowers exploded in the marriage's head. He was distressed, regretted, helpless, lonely, and painful, which made his whole head have a splitting headache. After another sip, the smell in the wine was too strong. It was originally a break in the wine jar, which had scratched out his nose.

"Alas..."

After singing the song, the man's board was dressed as seen that day. The difference was that a "bu" flag was missing on the flagpole held high. Singing the song, he limped and staggered.

Involutely, the Hanjiang fisherman was uninvited. He sat down next to Luo Xiaofan, quickly took out a bowl from the shelf behind him and said, "It's boring to drink alone. Let me help you share some of it."

Luo Xiaofan staggered to the jar and said, "It's a little fishy... Don't dislike it... Just drink it..."

After saying that, the jar poured out the good wine.

The Hanjiang fisherman was extremely agile. He used his bowl and slowly filled it up before he picked up the jar.

Luo Xiaofan is already drunk.

Who are you and who you are in this life!

The stars seemed to be laughing at themselves. After laughing, they even got up and hid behind the dark clouds...

"This wine..." doesn't care about the blood color in the smell of the wine.

The Hanjiang fisherman couldn't help but take a sip of his facial features. After opening his mouth for a long time, he raised his hand and fanned his mouth and said, "I'm so strong... If I remember correctly, this kind of liquor from the grassland - it should be called [horse pole]! When we were young, we all lit this kind of burning wine before drinking it." The Hanjiang fisherman still blinked his mouth and slowly took a sip and said, "Such a good wine... It's rare in the south. Where did you get it?"

After saying that, the Hanjiang fisherman took a pill and sighed, "When you are old, you used to light a fire and eat a big bowl, but now you feel difficult to swallow. The waves behind the Yangtze River push forward waves. Boy, you actually sit here alone and hold the jar and pour it. What's on your mind?"

How can I answer the words? The jar fell to the ground with a snap.

The cold river fisherman couldn't help shaking his head and said, "It's a pity that this jar is a good wine..."

Luo Xiaofan only felt that the sky was spinning, and he fell unconscious when he looked up to the sky.

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I woke up in the afternoon.

I lay on an unknown mountain and put it on a broken mat with a small reed between several big trees.

A cloth is put on the nose, pressing some unique herbs.

The same is true of both hands.

The sun came out of the clouds and the light was dazzling.

Luo Xiaofan's mind was still a little dizzy. It seemed that the wine was too strong. He barely struggled to sit up. He tossed for a while and vomited on the ground.

The cold river fisherman came in, pinched his nose in one hand and said, "You can't drink wine. Why do you still drink so strong and drink so much?" Unprovoked harm to my shack... Alas..."

Luo Xiaofan vomited, his throat was much more comfortable, and his head was much more awake. He said, "You saved me..."

"What can't be saved," the fisherman said, "It's just a drunk who invited me to drink home..."

Suddenly, he frowned again and said, "I knew it was not a good thing. It smelled so bad..."

Luo Xiaofan touched his arms, put all seven copper plates on the mat, and said, "It's the bed money I gave."

"Bed money? What word is this, when I am a kiln? House money! The house is about the same!" The fisherman couldn't help but be stunned, but he couldn't help taking over the money. "The house money has been given, and there are still two short of cleaning money..."

Luo Xiaofan said, "You don't cover the sky, is it also a room? Well, out of seven copper coins, five are money for the house, two are money for cleaning, and you will always make a lot of money..."

The fisherman couldn't help smiling and said, "Haha... left and right seven copper coins, but I feel comfortable after listening to what you said... What kind of strange mouth is on your face..."

Luo Xiaofan rubbed his face and remembered that the fisherman seemed to sing with a board yesterday and asked, "Landlord, are you still singing?"

The fisherman showed his helpless eyes oppressed by life and said, "In this world, even you don't want to gossip with me, and others who are a little clever don't come to the door... My Nanchu divine divination brand can't support this mouth at all... How can I live without looking for some sideline at night?"

"How about the income of singing songs?" Luo Xiaofan couldn't help but sympathize.

"The soft courtyard thinks I'm ugly and refuses to let me in. I can only sing somewhere, or if I meet two people who know the rhythm, they will reward me a few money..." The fisherman said about other people's things without any pain on his face. "I'm used to it... Ha ha..."

Luo Xiaofan was not happy to hear this. The old man was so depressed, but he was still kind and saved himself. Unfortunately, he didn't have anything valuable...

Yes, wine!

There is nothing else in the storage bag, but there is a lot of good wine. If you take it into the city, you can always exchange it for hundreds of miles of silver.

If you want to stop exploring, take out five jars of gold wine from the storage bag, and smile, "Haha... landlord, you can take these jars of wine and exchange some money for me when I listen to your music."

The fisherman's eyes lit up. Although he didn't understand where the wine came from and where it was hidden in him, wine is wine, and it is definitely a good wine. Why do you care so much?

take it with one hand, thank you.

"Do you want me to divination for you again?" The fisherman suddenly smiled.

"Okay, Bubei..." Luo Xiaofan answered with a smile when he was rewarded by his good wine.

The fisherman took out a tortoise shell copper money divination and made a hand rubbing posture.

"Do you still need to collect money?" Luo Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders.

"Of course, one is one, two is two, and the brothers have to settle accounts clearly!"