This witch, please stay

Chapter 54 I did it, you can do whatever you want

The drizzle outside the pavilion is still pouring, beating the branches and leaves of the plum tree, echoing the sound of frogs in the wilderness.

In the gazebo, Jiang Sinan, who landed steadily, folded his forehead, threw his head back, and assumed a posture that he thought was extremely chic.

He turned his head to one side and saw the rain scene outside the gazebo, the slightly yellowed plums.

Coupled with the sound of rain brought by the breeze, the sound of frogs, and the crackling of leaves.

Jiang Sinan seemed to be racking his brains to dig out a line of poetry that is almost well-known to every household.

With a raised eyebrow and hooked mouth corners, he shook his head and began to chant:

"Ah~ It rains during the Ching Ming Festival..."

Jiang Sinan shook his head halfway, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, the word "rain" seemed to be cut off, and the voice suddenly fell, just for a moment, it was as small as a mosquito.

But after only a short pause, Jiang Sinan said "Ah no" out of breath and blushing, and then continued the conversation.

"Ah no, it's raining in the yellow plum season, and frogs are everywhere in the green grass and ponds, what a wonderful artistic conception!"

He could see Jia Xianren, who had just got up and was rubbing his butt beside him, had a dull expression on his face.

Jiang Sinan's sword eyebrows twitched indistinctly, and his heart became a little more alert.

Just when he was "prosperous in poetry" and improvised a well-known sentence, his spiritual consciousness quietly spread out, and he had a panoramic view of everything in the gazebo.

A strong man in a green shirt, a wooden chess board, only one black chess piece held by the man's fingertips, the wine jars that covered half of the gazebo, and a series of "light flowers" that had "grown" fire candle.

However, when his spiritual consciousness was spreading out of the gazebo, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible solid wall, and he couldn't move forward even an inch.

This is very strange.

However, although Jiang Sinan was becoming more and more wary in his heart, he didn't show it at all on his face.

I saw his head turn again, and "coincidentally" he saw that he had already stopped his hands and looked at the two of them in confusion at first, but after hearing that line, he suddenly looked at them in surprise. Jiang Sinan's Confucian shirt big man.

Then Jiang Sinan's eyes lit up, he trotted to the stone table, and said with a face full of surprise:

"Hey! Sir, you are so elegant! Sitting alone playing chess on a rainy night, you are really a gentleman of the country!"

Hearing that the well-dressed young man was so "on the road", the very useful burly man smiled slightly, and was about to call the good young man to sit down.

Since that shitty day doesn't come, don't blame me for drinking with others!

Who should I drink with?

However, to the surprise of the big man, the young man who trot to his table seemed to have just seen the wine jars and empty wine jars behind him. She just froze in place, her lips began to tremble slightly.

Yep?A trash who can't drink?
The big man's heart sank slightly, and he felt a little disappointed, as if the young man who was so pleasing to the eye was not so pleasing to the eye all of a sudden.

Then he just heard the young man say in a trembling voice:

"These...empty jars...but...is the master drinking...?"

The man closed his eyes, extremely disappointed, and said impatiently:
"I didn't drink it, how could it be a ghost?!"

Then, he saw an extremely dazzling light burst out from the young man's eyes.

The young man clasped his hands in front of him, and then he "hugged" out a large vat out of nowhere.

There is a square with a red background on the tank, with a big word "wine" written in wild cursive on it.

The big man who claimed to have "seen countless storms and waves" was also stunned by the young man's actions, his bearded chin dropped slightly, and his pink lips were exposed from the beard.

This is so...

Then I saw the young man with a "wow", punched the wine... the mud seal of the tank flew away, and then pressed his hands empty, from the top of his head to his dantian, and let out a long breath.

Said:

"The younger brother should do it first, and the elder brother can do whatever he wants."

As he said that, he did not know how to get out an identical big wine jar from there, held it with one hand and threw it to the big man, as if he was not worried at all whether the big man would just give him a wine jar and smash it alive die.

Looking at the big wine jar that was thrown straight at him, the big man's eyelids twitched wildly, and he suddenly jumped up from the stone bench. Hug the moon.

After embracing the ridiculously large wine tank, he retracted his body and bent his elbows, and took several steps back and forth to stabilize his figure.

But even so, his chest was constricted by the big wine jar, and his face was slightly flushed.

Fortunately, I have practiced the boy's kung fu, otherwise I would have to vomit blood from this blow.

After saying something thankfully in his heart, the big man looked at the young man who was a little confused.

Is this kid mentally ill? !

Then he just saw the young man with a serious expression, nodded his head heavily at him, then picked up the wine jar, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

I did it, you are free.

The man who could be regarded as an alcoholic was dumbfounded.

I've been drinking all my life, and it's the first time my mother has seen someone drink like this!
Then the big man looked at the big wine jar in his arms with some embarrassment, and swallowed unconsciously.

This damn... is a bit big...

He looked at the big wine vat, thinking that it is better not to engage in the "spiritual battle" on the wine table, because there is no meaning to it.

To win against such a young man of the younger generation is an invincible victory!

Then when he looked at the young man again, he saw that he was holding the wine jar with one hand and giving himself a thumbs up with the other.

He couldn't hold back anymore.

I saw that the big man's muscles swelled all of a sudden, just like the young man, he punched the mud seal away, picked up the wine jar and poured tons of tons into his mouth.

Damn it, I have been in the wine market for decades, and I have never lost anyone!
Can you bear your birdishness? !
……

On the side of a great river, a rich and noble Confucian scholar, wearing a royal official uniform, stopped on the bank of the river.

When he sighed a long sentence, "The spring breeze and the south bank of the river are green", and the young man behind him who also stopped for a long time replied naively, "Who is the south bank of the river?"

The young man with a body length of nine feet but a body full of sinews was instantly cut across his body by two light rays.

In an instant, it turned into four pieces of meat, limply shattered and fell to the ground.

In the red and white of the ground, the rich Confucian scholar looked indifferent, turned around and crushed a piece of meat that fell to his feet.

"Fool."

Two light rays, one from the chest of the young man with twisted muscles, and the other from the young man's legs.

So speaking of it, it should actually be five pieces of meat.

And the smallest part was crushed by that Confucian scholar just now.

"When will the bright moon shine on me?"

The Confucian scholar turned back to face the rushing river, and spoke slowly.

It seems to ask and sigh.

A gust of wind blew past, and the bloody mess on the ground slowly dissipated, turning into nothingness.

In the secret realm, there is never a shortage of murderous opportunities.

(End of this chapter)