Tripod Reverses the Heaven

The old man was so angry that he broke out rude words directly at the ancient wind. Is there such a truth in the world? If you don't drink other people's wine, you will become a layman? What kind of truth is this?

It can be said that the behavior of ancient customs is definitely a naughty and a rogue.

"Boy, whatever you say today, you can't get wine from me. I'm half crazy about wine. I don't need you to judge whether I'm a layman or not! "

"Wine half crazy?"

Gu Feng was stunned when he heard the name, laughed at it on the spot and shouted, "I said you are a layman. You are not convinced. In my opinion, you are just pretending to be elegant. In order to make yourself look more like an elegant man, it's ridiculous that you deliberately named yourself with a sense of taste. In fact, you are a layman, a layman who refuses to give me wine! "

"You..."

It can be said that the old man trembled with anger. He wanted to rush out and slap the old wind to death.

He knew that he couldn't talk about the ancient style anyway, so he wouldn't talk about the ancient style any more. He finally shouted at the ancient wind, "that's the same sentence. No matter what big day you pull out today, do you want wine!"

"Well, you won't give it, will you?" Gu Feng was also angry. He got up again and was so anxious that he turned around. Then he pulled up his throat and scolded inside, saying that the wine half crazy was a cheapskate, a layman, a man against elegance and so on.

However, what made people spew blood was that the old man was half crazy and never answered again, as if he hadn't heard these ugly words at all.

Now, the old style is a little out of control. He wants to break through, but he doesn't dare, because he can't see through the depth of the old man's cultivation.

After tossing for a long time, the old wind felt really boring and was afraid that he would really annoy the old man, so he sighed and turned around to leave.

A strong smell of wine came from the hut, with a faint fragrance of peach blossom. It was intoxicating. Gu Feng stopped just as he started, because he was really unwilling to leave.

A breeze blew and blew a peach blossom on the ancient wind's face.

Gu Feng stuck his hand to the pink petals for a while, then opened his mouth and smiled.

With a "whoosh", a bright axe appeared in Gufeng's hand. He shouted, "since you are reluctant to give me wine, don't blame me, sir? I'll cut down a few peach trees and plant them. When the peach blossoms come out next year, I'll make my own wine! "

After that, the bright axe was held high and wanted to cut.

However, just before his axe fell, he saw a flash of white light in front of him. Unexpectedly, a figure appeared and grabbed his axe.

It was no one else who came. It was the white robed old man called wine half crazy.

He grabbed the axe in his hand, stared round his eyes, and shouted at the ancient wind: "boy, you have to have a bottom line to be a man. If you dare to cut my peach tree with an axe, I will dare to cut your neck with an axe. Do you believe it?"

"Hehe, I just want to scare you, not really!"

Gu Feng smiled and then put away his axe. He dared not say anything about cutting trees anymore.

"Scare me? I'm not afraid of your bluffing. If you can do it, you'll really cut it! " The wine was half crazy and glared fiercely. He continued: "my peach tree, the youngest one has been 18000 years. I just want to ask how many lives you have to accompany me? If you really cut down my peach tree today, I don't have to clean you up. Naturally, someone will take your life! "

"Ah? Why? "

The ancient style is a little confused. For a moment, I can't understand the meaning of this sentence.

However, the wine half crazy didn't explain at all. He threw a wine gourd to Gufeng and shouted angrily, "the wine you want has been given to you. Hurry up!"

"So? Do you really think you're sending beggars? "

Gu Feng's face turned black. He tossed for a long time. He was naughty, frightening and pretending to be crazy. As a result, he dismissed himself a little bit? Can this gourd hold two Jin of wine? Enough for yourself?

"Huh? You don't have enough? Today you insult me like this and threaten to cut down my peach tree. I should slap you to death. You don't know how to be grateful. How dare you? "

The wine was half crazy and angry. After a word, he wanted to rob the wine gourd in the hand of Gu Feng.

Hasten to a wrong body. The ancient wind avoided the half crazy snatch of wine. Then he looked up and said, "it's not that I'm greedy, but that you're too stingy. The peach blossom you planted and the wine you brewed yourself only give me so little. Can your conscience live?"

"Shit, if I brewed this wine myself, would I be reluctant to give it to you? Although I planted the peach tree myself, if I want to drink this wine, I have to exchange the peach flowers myself. A hundred catties of peach blossom, but I can only exchange one catty of wine. How much more do you want? Look at my peach grove. How many kilograms of flowers can it bloom in a year? "

Wine half crazy stared round his eyes, a sentence was so archaic that he was stunned on the spot.

Listening to the old man's words, I mean, it seems that there are some wine experts?

"Sir, can you tell me where the brewer is? Since you don't have any extra wine here, I'll ask him for it! "

"Go to him?" The wine was half crazy and stunned. Then he smiled and nodded: "well, he has more wine than me and better than me. It's the wisest choice for you to go to him for wine."

The wine half crazy smile looked meaningful, but it made the antique smile frightening. Vaguely, the ancient wind felt bad. It felt like there was a big pit waiting for him to jump.

At this time, the wine half crazy voice sounded again and said, "young man, don't blame me for not reminding you. Although the wine maker treasures countless good wines, he is a real miser. It's hard for you to get some wine from him. The only way you can get more good wine is to steal it. "

"To steal?" Hearing the speech, the ancient wind was stunned, and the whole face turned black on the spot. Said: "old man, what do you think of me? How can I do such shameless things when I have a decent old style? I just want to ask, can that man be a more miser than you? "

The atmosphere between them solidified on the spot. There was a murderous spirit steaming in the half crazy eyes of the wine.

He said very unkindly, "do you still talk about my cheek? You are playing naughty and rogue at my door, and finally threatening to cut down trees. You have a face and skin? Anyway, I have instructed you. Do you like to go or not? "

With that, the wine half crazy waved his big hand directly at the ancient wind. On the spot, the ancient wind only felt an irresistible hurricane coming, which directly fanned him out...