Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 150 The Master and the Water Ghost (3)
Zhou Yu was startled when he heard that, and understood why Qiu Yebai asked him to bring that bag of chicken, duck, and goose meat, but...

"My lord, how do you know so clearly?"

Zhou Yu looked at Qiu Yebai with some doubts. Your lord is obviously a child of a family in the capital like him, and what he knows is just some things about dog fighting. Even if he was raised in the countryside, he shouldn't be able to know these things!

Qiu Yebai squinted slightly, and looked at him with a half-smile: "What do you think?"

The cold eyes were deep and gloomy, but there was no smile at all, which made Zhou Yu's heart tremble.

He stared fixedly at Qiu Yebai without saying a word. In his mind, he recalled the opponent's extraordinary martial arts cultivation, remembered the opponent's decisive method of killing, and remembered the glass of poisonous wine he drank... …Little by little, pieces of superficial images condense into a vague conclusion.

"you……"

Yinchuan Gong laughed strangely while shaking the scull, laughing at Zhou Yu's stupidity: "It seems that I don't know what kind of person I followed, how could Fourth Young Master Ye accept such a stupid dog leg like you?" !"

Zhou Yu stared blankly at Qiu Yebai, but remained silent after all, and didn't ask any more questions, because without asking, he knew that Qiu Yebai must have quite a status in the Jianghu.

I'm afraid that my glass of poisoned wine is the wine of allegiance.

Zhou Yu couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. Originally, he felt that the other party's intelligence, insight and vision were superior to his own, but now it seemed that the gap was even greater.

It doesn't matter whether it's a horse riding a horse and a blade piercing the moon, drunk and smiling Yi Qingping's free and easy, killing a person in ten steps, and being decisive without staying behind for thousands of miles.

That is the rivers and lakes that these dandies have seen countless times in story books and storytellers' stories. The place of blood in the hearts of young people is an area that the government will not easily touch.

I just think that those knights in the rivers and lakes or the thieves of the rivers and oceans should be rough and fierce men, or the Taoist priests and Buddhas who are elegant and bearded.

It's just that he never thought that there was such a quack by his side, and he was dressed in white, with the appearance of a noble son like a bright moon and a clear breeze.

He felt very complicated in his heart, following the quacks, there will be bloody storms in the future, and there will be no less.

As Lord Yinchuan said, his martial arts are very mediocre. Your lord can let him with such poor martial arts stay by his side, and deliberately let him see through his identity. Is it just because of his family background?
Even if a charlatan can roam the rivers and lakes and reap human lives like mowing grass, he will never interfere in the affairs of the government.

Zhou Yu somehow felt that Qiu Yebai had calculated him.

But is he really willing to be that mediocre noble child for the rest of his life?

Don't you yearn for the rivers and lakes mentioned by these storytellers?
Qiu Yebai watched Zhou Yu go silent, she knew in her heart that he must be struggling, she didn't open her mouth, she just continued to sit lazily, and looked at Yinchuan Gong with a smile: "Yinchuan Gong, the road ahead is long! , the younger generation is worried, why not have a jug of good wine to relieve the worries!"

She remembered that Lord Yinchuan's Bian'an wine had a very clear taste and a strong fragrance, which was most suitable for women to drink, even if she was not good at drinking, she could still drink a jar.

Lord Yinchuan swayed the oar slowly, while snorting coldly: "You don't have a good capacity for alcohol, and you are greedy. This is because I missed the old man's other shore wine. I didn't see you when I was on the boat last time. take it out!"

Qiu Yebai continued to smile and said: "Mr. Yinchuan has a good memory, how about this, how about I exchange a roast goose for a pot of wine this time?"

Lord Yinchuan paused and did not speak. Zhou Yu looked at Lord Yinchuan, put aside his petty thoughts for the time being, and only thought to himself, the roast goose tasted ordinary and could be bought everywhere. It was the old man’s fault. Wine must be something rare and good. Even if your lord offers ten roast geese, Mr. Yinchuan might not agree to it.

Unexpectedly, Lord Yinchuan suddenly laughed a few times, and said straightforwardly: "Okay, deal!"

Zhou Yu was stunned. How could this weird old man look at him? Even if he wasn’t the kind of worldly expert in the storyteller’s book, he was also the kind of weirdo who had mastered many martial arts secrets. How...how could he fall in love with an ordinary roast goose so easily? Down!

Qiu Yebai immediately looked at Zhou Yu, and ordered: "Go and get a roast goose!"

While thinking about the question just now, Zhou Yu went to fetch the roast goose, completely unaware that he was following Qiu Yebai's order.

When Mr. Yinchuan saw the roast goose that was taken out, he immediately laughed dryly and unpleasantly. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took the roast goose from Zhou Yu's hand, while grabbing the roast goose with his skinny claws like a skeleton. Putting the goose under his nose and smelling it intoxicatedly, he laughed and scolded: "Fourth Young Master Ye, you are still so cunning, you can still remember this old man's...weakness!"

Qiu Yebai didn't care about his sarcasm, and just stretched out her hand without hearing it: "Wine, hand the goose with one hand, and wine with the other."

Mr. Yinchuan didn't hesitate, he raised the oar and picked it up to the side of the boat, a small wine jug popped out of the water immediately, and landed in Qiuyebai's hand impartially.

Qiu Yebai didn't care about the wine jar's dripping wet sleeves, stretched out his hand to pat the wine jar to seal it, slapped the small wine jar away, lowered his head and sniffed it, and took a mouthful of the jar with satisfaction, the clear aroma instantly spread to the heart , she narrowed her eyes with great satisfaction: "Well, Mr. Yinchuan's craftsmanship is still so good!"

The moment the jar was opened, Zhou Yu could smell the aroma all at once.

He was wondering why he had listened to the words of the person who plotted against him again, when he suddenly smelled that fragrance, he couldn't help but looked over.

However, Qiu Yebai was not only tasting the fine wine there, but also watching the performance of Mr. Yin Chuan - a weird performance of tearing up the goose meat and spitting it all over the floor!

Mr. Yinchuan rowed the oar with one hand, and grabbed the goose with the other. His skull-like face was full of intoxication and pain. He opened his mouth and kept viciously biting the goose in his hand. It's like biting the flesh and blood of an enemy, but when he bit it, he vomited all over the floor. If he and Qiu Yebai hadn't sat far away, he might have vomited on their faces.

But there is a pig who is not so lucky - a stupid monk who can still sleep like a pig when he is wet all over, his head and body are covered with pieces of meat spit out by Mr. Yinchuan.

But looking at the monk's expression, Zhou Yu and Qiu Yebai instantly felt that they were in a delicate mood. There was an expression of great enjoyment on that beautiful face like Utan, and then he opened his mouth and licked the corners of his lips, and murmured One sentence.

"Amitabha……"

Mr. Yinchuan continued to bite the goose meat in his mouth in pain and enjoyment, and then sprayed the monk under his feet covered with minced meat, and the monk under his feet was bathing in the rain of goose saliva while enjoying his face. The weird and ecstatic sense of harmony instantly reminded Qiu Yebai of the mural in which the arhat spewed rain from his mouth to rescue believers who were about to die of thirst.

(End of this chapter)