Chapter 506 Drinking

Lu Xiaoxiang and Xiaozhu walked side by side in front of the Three Ancient Squares.

The Taoist conference will not start until tomorrow. Today, some people will come to occupy their seats in advance. The hawkers have also divided their territories, and the shouts are endless and lively.

As more and more people are rushing to Wumu Town, the supply of food and housing in the town is in short supply, and the price will naturally rise again and again.

Now in the Three Ancient Square, mutton noodles have risen from six copper coins to ten copper coins a bowl. The price has risen, but the noodles and mutton are much less. The taste of white wine is as light as water, and the amount of roasted sparrows and fennel beans is not as good as before.

The two little girls ate while walking, chewing fennel beans in their mouths, and shaking their heads at the same time.

"There is less salt."

"It's dry and doesn't smell good at all."

"Looking at their eating with relish, I thought it was something good!"

"If you believe in their taste, it means that you have fallen to the same level as them..."

After a small stall, Lu Xiaoxiang bought two strings of sugar-coated haws and handed them to Xiaozhu. Along the way, the two little girls have never rested. They walked around the field and slowly came to the front of the Taoist platform.

This platform is a successful design. The platform is eight feet high and three feet wide. The wood used in each section is a good material. Except for one ear platform on each side, behind the main platform, there is a pergola to provide tea.

The countertop is eight feet from the ground, which is a very appropriate height.

On the horizontal rover in front of the eight-foot-high platform, a bright red thin silk hangs to the ground, and the eight-body theory is simple and not much ink, which is clear at a glance. The idea is that the three ancient Zhuangzhu admired the Taoist Xuanfa, and invited the nine most famous young heroes in the world to preach on the stage. Let's witness together. In the end, the winner will get the ancestral secret treasure of the Three Ancient Villages, the Ancient Temple Scroll on the Top of the Mountain.

Xiaozhu stared at the fine silk for a while and shook his head and said, "The person who wrote this word is smooth and sophisticated, and his pen is not divine. He is a true mediocre person."

Lu Xiaoxiang agreed and nodded: "There is no momentum on this Taoist platform. It seems that there is nothing special about the three ancient Zhuangzhu."

The two despised the three ancient owners, and then walked slowly to the circuit. Coming to a wine burden and looking at several people drinking happily around, Lu Xiaoxiang turned to Xiaozhu and said, "Would you like to drink some wine?"

Xiaozhu looked a little hesitant: "It's not good for girls to drink!"

"Drink a little and try it!" Lu Xiaoxiang couldn't help pulling Xiaozhu over.

The owner of the wine burden is paying the bill. There are too many guests, and he is a little busy. Another man with a bright face seemed to be thirsty and grabbed a ladle of wine and scooped one bowl after another.

As soon as he raised his neck, he drank a bowl dry, as if he were drinking tea. Such a large amount naturally caused a lot of cheer.

"Good man, good drinker!"

"This is the sixth bowl!"

"What a huge amount!"

Lu Xiaoxiang looked at the man's red face and hummed gently: "What is this? If my sister Yu comes over..." She saw that each of the people drinking nearby held a string of roasted sparrows in their hands, chewing while drinking, as if it was delicious. She said to Xiaozhu, "I'm going to buy some skewers of roast sparrows."

Xiaozhu said, "Okay." She responded well, but her eyes kept looking at the drunken man, as if she had been shocked by his mass.

The drunk man raised his neck and grunted. He almost didn't even change his breath. In the blink of an eye, he drank a large bowl of wine. This was finally the last bowl. He put down the bowl and ladle, burped, took out a string of green money and handed it to the boss, and turned out in people's admiring eyes.

Xiaozhu suddenly laughed. Her eyes were full of coldness and she shouted, "Brother, please stay!"

The red-faced man ignored her and continued to stride forward. Xiaozhu flashed and stopped in front of him. He said coldly, "Brother, I'm calling you!"

The red-faced man said with a straight face, "What are you doing?"

Xiaozhu said, "I admire my brother and want to invite him to drink another bowl of wine."

"I've had enough."

"This is my heart. I hope you don't refuse."

The man stared at her and said, "Why should I drink your wine for no reason?"

Xiaozhu smiled faintly: "It's rare to meet a bosom friend. It's fate to meet. What's a bowl of wine?"

"I said, I've drunk enough and I don't want to drink anymore."

"It's hard to drink another bowl."

The man said angrily, "What are you? I want to drink my own money, so I don't need you to invite me!"

"How unpleasant is it to say these words? Come on, give me a face!"

Lu Xiaoxiang bought two skewers of roasted sparrows and couldn't help interrupting, "It's okay if this man refuses to drink it. Why force him?"

Xiaozhu sneered: "If you don't taste what he put first, do you want us to take the lead?"

The red-faced man's face changed slightly, and he suddenly took a step back and pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. With a choking, the sword, which was inconspicuous from the sheath to the handle, was half pulled out by him, and the blue halo poured out, covering a large area of space around him, covering everyone's faces with a faint light.

The cyan sword spirit shook people's eyes, and there were exclamation around. At this time, the battle was over.

The red-faced man's sword has only been half pulled out, and Xiaozhu's wooden sword has resisted his throat. She was going to let go, and then she died. But a strong murderous intention suddenly appeared behind her, which made her feel inappropriate and hurriedly looked back.

An unusually burly figure quietly appeared on Lu Xiaoxiang's side and pressed her shoulder with one hand before she could react. The familiar fierce smell made her dare not move at all.

"Cong, Brother Cheng..."

The strong giant's deep voice sounded in her ear: "Don't move, don't make a sound. I'm not interested in your life. As long as you are honest, everything will be fine."

Xiaozhu stared at the burly figure coldly, and his eyes were about to penetrate the gray robe and see the true face under the hat.

After the two looked at each other for a moment, Xiaozhu shouted, "Let her go!"

The burly giant smiled and said, "You let it go first."

Xiaozhu stared at the big hand that fell on Xiaoxiang's shoulder and said slowly, "I'll count one, two or three. Let's release people together."

The burly giant shook his head: "No, you let it go first."

He stretched out his other hand and slowly touched Lu Xiaoxiang's neck. The big gray-like rough hands rubbed on the long neck, forming a strong contrast with the jade-white skin. No one will doubt that as long as this hand is gently pressed, the girl's soft neck will break like a puppet doll.

Xiaozhu's breathing began to be short. She looked at Lu Xiaoxiang's frightened eyes and slowly stepped back.

"Bitch!" The red-faced man scolded and quickly walked to the burly giant.