A Guide to Rehabilitation of Broken Love in the Cultivation World

Chapter 6

To be honest, I think I played well tonight.

Originally, I poured almost three cups, but I actually forced to pour the two catties of wine in front of me into my stomach, and I didn't even have a single peanut.

This seems to prove once again that pain is the best appetizer.

But the bad news is that my previous plan didn't work out.

No matter how much alcohol I drink, I still feel sad in my heart.

I looked at the empty wine jar on the table, and it seemed to be saying to me, don't waste your efforts, and face the judgment well, you deserve what you deserve.

The churning in my stomach was getting stronger as waves of nausea hit my brain.

Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore, and with a wow, I vomited it out.

Looking at the mess on the wall, I finally knew where those suspicious brown stains came from.

And the shopkeeper seems to have gotten used to this for a long time, and just charged me two more spirit stones as a clean-up fund, and then sat back to his original position to make his calculations.

I staggered out of the wine shop, only to feel that everything in front of me was constantly spinning.

I didn't drag my heavy steps until I vomited again while leaning against the wall.

I walked about twenty more steps, and this time the dizziness was extremely strong, as if I was thrown on a black boat, and the black boat was going through the storm, and the waves followed one after another.

I could only stop temporarily, and found a curb to lie down.

Originally, I just wanted to close my eyes and take a rest, but I didn't expect to fall asleep directly.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that there was already a circle of people in front of me, pointing and pointing at me, mixed with some malicious laughter from time to time.

I thought to myself, are the girls and lanterns on the street not good enough tonight, or is the entertainment life of the people so lacking that even a drunk is worth a group visit?

Susu once told me that the best way to deal with these guys who are full and have nothing to do is to ignore them.

As long as you are calm and calm enough, they will feel bored after a long time.

So I sat up from the ground, straightened my chest, and accepted the review from all directions so openly, like a general returning in triumph.

However, after being watched for a while, I gradually realized that something was wrong, because the eyes of those people were a little... strange.And obviously I just drank a lot of strong wine, but for some reason I felt a bit of coolness.

My drunkenness was also blown away by the oncoming cool wind, and I reached out to touch my chest, but my fingers touched my skin without hindrance.

???

Where are my mother's clothes? !
My tiger's body shook, and ten thousand grass-mud horses roared past my heart!

Turning my head with difficulty, I looked around, but I only saw the palace fan on the ground that I bought randomly before, and the money bag with the spirit stone and the long sword that I always carried with me were not there. up.

That's fine, the point is that the bastard thief who killed a thousand knives also took my clothes away.

Is this something that humans can do? !
For a moment, I wondered if I even had any revenge against that bastard for killing his father and taking his wife, or that guy had some special habit of collecting original flavors, and he didn't even leave me with her mother's underwear! ! !
Now I don't have a piece of fabric on my whole body, and it's as clean as the heroine in the R18 game.

Seeing that I realized my predicament, the nearby onlookers became excited one by one, and all smiled knowingly, as if they had eaten two taels of meat during the Chinese New Year.

While watching, I couldn't help shaking my head, feeling that the world is going downhill, and people's hearts are not old.

I wondered if so many people stood here to visit me for so long, and no one found me a pair of trousers. How can this world be better?

But at this time, my temper also came up, asking me to bow my head to these people and begging them to give me a piece of clothing, I couldn't do it no matter what.

With the help of wine, I directly grabbed the only palace fan that the dog thief left for me, and stood up from the ground with a kick.

The crowd was also startled by my sudden action, took a few steps back, and looked at each other.

It is estimated that at this moment, I am thinking in my heart whether there is something wrong with the person in front of me.

good chance!
I saw the crowd spread out, just to make a way for me to leave
So I was in a dilemma and began to hesitate.

Seeing that the crowd was showing signs of gathering again, at this critical moment, I suddenly felt blessed, raised my palace fan, resolutely blocked my face, and then ran out of the crowd.

(End of this chapter)