The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1555 A Very Powerful Onmyoji (67)

"Wine." Qingming looked at the wine she was drinking.

Daoman is still not happy!

Why not accept the bounty from Lieutenant General Fujiwara?After collecting his bounty, you can buy a lot of wine.

"The wine Shisheng sent is the wine Boya and I are drinking now. This wine is very good and tastes very good. Master Daoman, if you are willing, come and taste it with us." Qingming said.

Daoman looked at him: "I still feel distressed, why didn't you accept the reward from the Lieutenant General."

"Master Daoman, don't worry about this anymore, let's have a drink." Qingming said, inviting him.

"Oh..." Daoman sighed, and finally nodded, "Alright then, I'll come and drink."

So, he came from the courtyard, his feet were still naked, still bare, he walked from the snow with bare feet, brushed off the snow on his body, walked on to the wooden floor, and walked over.

Seimei asked Shikigami to prepare another brazier and a wine glass.

Daoman sat down next to the brazier, and the charcoal fire was burning in the brazier, and the fire was burning vigorously.

The three of them drank together.

Daoman drank the wine in the glass, stretched out the glass in his hand towards Qingming, and said, "Pour the wine, Qingming."

Qingming didn't refuse either, he nodded: "Yes."

It seemed that Daoman was still hurting because Seimei didn't accept the bounty from Lieutenant General Fujiwara, so he asked him to pour wine.

Qingming filled a glass of wine for him, and he took the glass and drank it in one gulp. The wine was warm, and when he drank it in his mouth and flowed down his throat, it seemed to be steaming, which was very comfortable.

"It's really good wine!" Daoman said.

This time, he poured himself wine, poured a full glass, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Bo Ya, it seems we need to drink faster..." Qingming said.

Daoman emptied his glass again, he picked up the bottle and continued to pour.

"Hey, Qingming, if you say that, it sounds like I'm a person who drinks very fast, has a lot of alcohol, and is also very addicted to alcohol?" Daoman said, but there was no look of concern on his face, and he was still drinking calmly .

"Is there?" Qingming said, raised his eyes to look at him slightly, and continued to drink.

"Of course, I heard it." Daoman said.

After drinking a few more glasses of wine, Daoman stretched out his hand and pulled out a small mallet from Qingming's arms. Looking carefully, this small mallet was the one that Ping Shisheng used to beat people's bodies.

"Master Boya." Daoman looked at Xiangjing Qingran.

Jing Qingran also looked up at him, a little surprised, he would call himself.

Daoman smiled and said, "If there is no more wine, I will use this to knock someone out, and then there will be wine."

"This..." Jing Qingran was thinking, isn't this not so good...

And Daoman smiled lightly again, and continued to drink.

But then again, how did the mallet come to be here?How could it be in Qingming's arms?
Jing Qingran did not see Qingming bring the mallet, and Qingming did not tell Jing Qingran.

Qingming seemed to see Jing Qingran's doubts, he took another sip of wine, and said nonchalantly: "No one paid attention to this small mallet, so I brought it."

The tone is very relaxed.

Daoman smiled again and continued to drink.

It would not be good if this little mallet fell into the hands of others.

Jing Qingran looked at them, so she also shrugged and continued to drink.

It was still snowing in the courtyard, and the snow gently fell from the sky and landed on the ground, which was still a piece of white snow.

(End of this chapter)