I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 65 Prince Candidate

The two of them, one behind the other, came to the statue of the wine-san Dukang.

"The Saint of Wine, Du Kang." The old man raised his head and looked at the statue in front of him. Suddenly he straightened his clothes, looked serious, and his temperament changed, as if he was a different person.

He bowed and cupped his hands, and respectfully saluted the statue in front of him.

Xu Le looked at his actions with some surprise.

After paying the big gift, the old man returned to his cynical look again.

"What are you looking at? Old man, I am a good drinker in my life. All the good drinkers in this world should be grateful to Du Sheng'en. I worship Du Sheng. Do you have any objections?" Seeing Xu Le looking over, the old man stared at him.

"No objection, seniors can do whatever they want." Xu Le smiled wryly and waved his hand.

As he spoke, he also saluted Du Kang's statue, and then opened the entrance to the wine cellar.

Huh?
The old man's eyes moved.

"Senior, please follow me." Saying that, he walked into the wine cellar first.

After the two entered the wine cellar, looking at the rows of wine racks, the old man's expression suddenly became agitated.

He moved his feet, and his body appeared in front of a wine rack as if teleporting. After hugging a wine jar, he couldn't wait to open the wine seal, sniffed inside, and then laughed.

"Okay, okay, this is called wine. Boy, what did you show the old man to me just now. Bah! Garbage." The old man said, picked up the wine jar and poured it down his throat.

ton ton ton...

The wine rushed into the old man's mouth, but it seemed to fall into a bottomless pit. In a short while, he drank the entire jar of wine.

Xu Le licked his lips, feeling a little dry.

"Boy, continue!" At this moment, a wine jar flew towards Xu Le.

Xu Le came to his senses, reached out to take the wine jar, and looked up.

The old man looked at him, laughed loudly and said: "Do you dare to compare with the old man on how much you can drink, and you are not allowed to use internal force to dissolve the alcohol."

"Why don't you dare!"

Xu Le was overjoyed, thought for a while and said: "Senior, wouldn't it be too boring if it's just a competition without winning prizes?"

"Then what do you want?" The old man looked at Xu Le, his eyes were no longer muddy, but brighter than ever before.

Xu Le smiled and said, "Whatever the senior can give, the junior will ask for."

"Sly boy." The old man was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and cursed, and said, "Drink!"

"okay!"

One old and one young, two alcoholics, completely opened their stomachs.

Poor Xu Mucai's fine wines that he had collected for many years disappeared into the stomachs of the two drunkards one by one.

While drinking, the old man did not forget to pour the wine into his big gourd.

Strange to say, no matter how much was poured in, the gourd was still not full. In just one stick of incense, hundreds of jugs of fine wine went into the old man's gourd.

It was only then that Xu Le realized that this seemingly inconspicuous gourd was also a treasure, and his eyes gradually shone.

"Boy, I can't give you this gourd. It's my old man's lifeblood."

Seeing Xu Le looking at his gourd, the old man immediately became vigilant, hid the gourd behind his back and said, "If you want it, go and get one yourself, don't think about my gourd."

"You don't dare." Xu Le laughed dryly, and asked tentatively, "Senior, where did you pick this gourd?"

"Picking? There is no place to pick it. This is a gourd made by a master craftsman. It has engraved... hiccups... dozens of space magic circles, and there is no place to buy them if you want to." The old man burped his wine triumphantly, Show off to Xu Le.

Hearing this, Xu Le looked at the gourd with salivation, and then sighed in his heart.

The value of this gourd is estimated to be unaffordable if the entire Xu family is packaged and sold. Xu Le put out his careful thoughts and started a family routine with the old man, while not forgetting to inquire about the news.

However, what made Xu Le smile bitterly was that he didn't hear any useful news, instead he heard a lot of secret things in the world.

What is the Shaolin Zen abbot's younger brother who is a monk of wine and meat, and what is the holy master of the Kunlun Holy Land who hasn't bathed for decades.

There are also such things as the Holy Master of Yaochi Holy Land is an old maid, she likes women...

There is even something about His Majesty today.

"After Her Majesty the Empress came to the throne, some old antiques in the royal family encouraged Her Majesty to appoint a prince to rule the country."

Speaking of this, the old man glanced at Xu Le, and said with a teasing smile: "Your boy has a pretty face, and he is quite suitable to be a prince. How about it? Do you want to give it a try?"

"Senior was joking." Xu Le shook his head helplessly and smiled wryly.

The old man glanced at him, then he didn't say anything, and continued to drink.

After an unknown amount of time, the two drank all the wine in the wine cellar...

The old man's face was as red as blood, and he looked at Xu Le, who was also flushed but still sober. He raised his hand and was about to say something when he fell to the ground with a "plop", and then there was a loud snoring sound.

"Senior, it seems that I won." Xu Le couldn't help laughing out of confusion.

Suddenly, the old man was shaken all over and half sat up from the ground.

A dense mist emanated from the top of his head, and in a blink of an eye, his face returned to normal, and he was completely awake.

"You boy, what a freak, old man, I have been drinking for so many years, and I lost to you a little baby..."

The old man muttered, looked Xu Le up and down, then shook his head and said: "Forget it, you won, the old man admits the bet and admits defeat."

Xu Le was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, senior."

"you are welcome."

The old man waved his hand, and suddenly his feet moved, and he came to Xu Le as if teleported, and then tore off Xu Le's clothes, exposing his upper body.

"Senior, you..." Xu Le was startled, horrified in his heart, this old thing is not glass, is it?

However, at the next moment, Xu Le was dumbfounded by the old man's actions.

He raised his hand, touched Xu Le's chest with his fingertips, and said in a deep voice, "Ning!"

Just as he finished speaking, a fiery red phoenix mark appeared on his chest.

After finishing all this, the old man took a step back, looked at Xu Le, and nodded in satisfaction.

Xu Le looked down at the imprint on his chest, a little unclear, so: "Senior...is this?"

"Boy, congratulations, ahahahaha!" The old man laughed loudly, and said to Xu Le: "You have been approved by the old man and become a candidate for the prince!"

What the hell?

Xu Le was taken aback, but did not react.

"Don't be dissatisfied, boy. Do you think anyone can be the candidate for the prince? Old man, I am a guest of the royal family, and I am also His Majesty's master. Naturally, I have the qualifications to be a candidate for the prince. You are the candidate I approve. Work hard Come on! Farewell!"

After finishing speaking, the old man jumped up and disappeared in front of Xu Le in an instant.

"Remember, there are only ten candidates for the prince in the world. Your opponents are all talented people, very powerful. Within three miles, the marks of the candidates will have a reaction to each other. If you meet the same candidate for the prince, There is only one choice, either you kill him or he kills you, only one of you survives. Good luck."

The old man's voice slowly disappeared.

Xu Le stared dumbfounded at the fiery red phoenix imprint on his chest, and after recovering, he gritted his teeth: "Grass, I was tricked again."

"You old man, return my wine!" A shrill scream came from the wine cellar.

Hearing this voice, the old man who had just stepped out of Xu's winery shrank his head like a thief, hugged the wine gourd in his arms, and kept muttering: "Shame, shame, the wine fight is actually lost to It's a shame to have a young boy."

(End of this chapter)