Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 134 A Pot of Good Wine

Hearing the words "Qiu Lubai", Xiao Er's expression changed, becoming more gloomy.

Chen Ru smiled slightly, just raised his glass and took a sip.

The other guests in the hall showed a bit of sneer.

Sure enough, he is a rough boy from the country.

Xiao Er cleared his throat: "Young Xia, there is no Qiulubai today?"

The wanderer was puzzled, and asked in confusion, "Why?"

Xiao Er pursed her lips, as if she was too lazy to explain, but Chen Ru explained: "Qiu Lubai only comes out one day in a month, and only two hours a day. I'm afraid it's not a day today."

"What about tomorrow?" the Rover asked.

Xiao Er shook his head: "Not tomorrow, not the day after tomorrow, and not the day after tomorrow. It will be available on the [-]th of this month, and there are [-] days left. Just wait."

"No." The Rover patted the table, "I want it today."

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, then thought that he hadn't heard clearly, and tilted his neck: "What did you say?"

The Rogue raised his voice: "I want it today."

Xiao Er smiled instead of anger, and asked: "May I ask if Diaolou Xiaozhu was opened by a young hero?"

The Rogue shook his head: "Of course not."

"Then not today!" Xiaoer snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Chen Ru asked the wanderer, "Haven't you asked the young hero's name?"

The wanderer flicked the loose hair on his forehead: "I have never done anything chivalrous, so I dare not be called a young hero. I have no father or mother since I was a child. The so-called coming is empty, and going is empty, so I am named Sikong. I also wish to become a long wind." , never returned, so my name is Sikong Changfeng."

Chen Ru smiled and said: "This series of introductions is quite literary, I have thought about it for a long time."

Sikong Changfeng was seen through his thoughts, and his face blushed slightly: "If you see through, don't tell the truth, sir, you are not kind."

Chen Ru seemed to have a good impression of Sikong Changfeng, and continued to ask, "Why must that Qiu Lubai be?"

Sikong Changfeng sighed: "I came to Tianqi on this trip to meet a friend. My friend has no other hobbies, but good wine. He has been clamoring to drink Qiulubai from Tianqi City. I don't know if he will drink it when he comes. I just want to buy a jug as a gift. Xiao Er, do you really have any wine?"

Xiao Er shook his head: "No."

"Who said there isn't one." The person with a lot of trouble suddenly said, and pointed to the roof by the way. There was an exquisite small wine bottle hanging on the roof, which seemed to be made of white jade. "Isn't there a bottle on it?"

"Is that Qiu Lubai?" Sikong Changfeng's eyes lit up.

Chen Ru smiled slightly, and glanced at the troublemaker, who was always gentle and elegant, suddenly exuded a sword-like sharpness from his body.The wine glass in the man's hand shattered.

But Sikong Changfeng didn't notice these changes, he just looked up at the white jade bottle: "How much?"

Sikong Changfeng is a poor man, but there are many precious herbs hidden in his luggage. He had already inquired about them when he came, and he took out any herb and brought it to the pharmacy in Tianqi City for a large sum of money. A bottle of Autumn Dew White should not be a problem.

"No money." Xiao Er's answer was surprising.

"No money?" Sikong Changfeng was surprised.

"As long as you can get it!" Xiao Er stepped aside.

Chen Ru's pupils tightened slightly. It was obvious that the little girl deliberately framed him because of the disrespect of the wanderer just now.The wanderer doesn't know the rules of Diaolou Xiaozhu, and doesn't know when Qiu Lubai will be served, and of course he doesn't know how to get the wine from the building.

"What's so difficult about this?" Sikong Changfeng jumped up and flew high, reaching out to grab the wine in the building, but when he just touched it, he was held down by two warriors who swept up behind him A shoulder was severely crushed.

"What for?" After landing, Sikong Changfeng shook his body and kicked the two warriors away.

One of the warriors frowned slightly: "You want to get the wine from the building?"

"Since I stretched out my hand, I can only take the wine in the building." Another warrior said.

Sikong Changfeng was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look at Xiaoer: "Are you setting up a trap?"

Xiaoer shook his head: "I'm not lying. This is indeed Qiulubai, or the 12-year-old Qiulubai. There is only one pot in the world. But if you want to get it, you have to take it with your ability. If you can't get it, leave one Something is fine, what is the thing..."

"Let me choose." A tall man came out from the back kitchen. His complexion was dark and his body was muscular.

"Thank you, teacher." Xiao Er stepped aside.

The man called Master Xie took a look at Sikong Changfeng: "It's been a long time since no one dared to grab the wine, what are you making a fuss about, little boy? Did you get tricked? Go cool off, I won't make it difficult for you, you go away Bar."

Sikong Changfeng picked up the long spear on the table, and slammed it on the ground: "12-year-old autumn dew white, my friend will not be happy to hear it. I don't care, I want this wine. No, I snatched it." !"

Master Xie cupped his fists and looked at Sikong Changfeng coldly: "Are you sure you want to snatch it?"

Master Xie, the first-grade wine maker of Diaolou Xiaozhu, and also the person with the highest martial arts in Diaolou Xiaozhu. Back then, countless gangsters tried to snatch this pot of wine, but they were all beaten down by him.His request was not high, he just accepted the weapons of those people, but for people in the Jianghu, weapons are things that accompany them, and it is undoubtedly a great shame to be snatched away.However, it is difficult to estimate how high Xie Shi's martial arts is, because a master who can be ranked as a master will not do this childish thing of grabbing wine. I can't hold my head up for a lifetime.So far, Mr. Li is the only one who is willing to come here and grab the wine.

Among the wine lovers in the world, Mr. Li is the only one who has mastered kung fu.

Mr. Li is the only person in the world whose martial arts are superb. He is so free.

But he just touched the bottle and left.

So the wine has been hanging here for many years.

Sikong Changfeng didn't know these things, of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't be afraid.

Come and go is also empty, also willing to turn into a long wind, never to return.

"Come on!" Sikong Changfeng shot his spear.

"This gun is not bad." Master Xie raised his head, "I want it."

"Silver Moon Spear." Chen Ru said leisurely after taking a sip of wine.

When Master Xie heard his words, he turned his head and glanced, surprised: "Sir! Is this young man a friend of yours?"

Chen Ru put down his wine glass: "Don't worry about me."

Sure enough, this middle-aged scholar was not an ordinary person, Sikong Changfeng had already guessed in his heart, but he didn't expect this random person to help him, he swung his spear and asked, "Can I get wine?"

Master Xie took a step forward: "Whatever you want!"

Sikong Changfeng flicked the long spear, and the long spear soared like a dragon. It was still the spear technique passed down by Lin Jiu, the ruin-seeking gun, and it was still incomplete, but it was far from comparable to that in Chaisang City that day. Now that the spear is released, it really looks like a dragon .

But Master Xie grabbed it with one hand.

(End of this chapter)