Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

The bonfire dinner lasted until late at night.

The old people in the village could no longer hold on and returned home one after another, closing the doors and going to sleep. Then the women came and grabbed their children who were almost going crazy from playing, and took them back by twisting their ears.

Young people can endure.

But Naiman wine is too strong and not something ordinary people can bear.

In the light of the fire, a group of people were drunk.

They all stood up and left.

By the time the bonfire was almost extinguished, only a dozen figures were left.

Poli had long lost the heroic spirit he had at the beginning. He tugged at his collar and felt as if he was standing next to a furnace. It was so hot that his whole body seemed to be burning.

"Brother Poli has a good alcohol tolerance."

"Come, I'll fill it up for you."

Just as he put down the wine cup, he saw Chen Yulou was about to open the jar again. He was so scared that his eyes twitched wildly. He quickly protected the cup with his hands and shook his head repeatedly.

"Brother Chen, it's alright, it's too late today."

"How about drinking tomorrow... tomorrow?"

He was really scared.

Brother Chen next to me can be called a drunkard, or even a god of alcohol. No matter who comes up to toast him, he drinks it all in one gulp and never refuses anyone.

I originally wanted to get him drunk by having sex with him.

result.

The night passed.

The hunting team was a group of young men, and except for him who was barely holding on, the rest of them, one by one, all fell to the ground, and some even fell headfirst to the ground, snoring loudly.

A rough count showed that this Brother Chen drank at least ten kilograms of alcohol.

My God, a group of people would be full even if they just drank water, let alone such strong liquor.

But looking at him now, he was still sitting cross-legged calmly, with an upright figure, clear eyes, free movements, and gentle words, without showing any sign of being drunk.

He has been in the village for almost thirty years.

I have also heard from my predecessors and peers that so and so could drink as much as the sea and could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

After seeing how much Chen Yulou could drink today, he realized that it was all bullshit.

"tomorrow?"

I saw him holding the wine cup tightly.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but look at him.

Feeling a little uneasy when he looked at her, Po Li hesitated for a moment and added.

"I might have something to do tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow is possible?"

Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but burst out laughing. Brother Bo Li was really interesting. Even after drinking so much, his mouth was still so hard.

"Brother Poli, it's up to you to decide."

"Okay, okay, Brother Chen is generous."

Upon hearing this, Boli heaved a long sigh of relief. He could hardly hold on any longer and felt the wine rising to his throat. Not to mention a glass, even a sip would probably expose him.

When the time comes, you will fall headfirst to the ground.

Or just vomit all over the floor.

If this gets out, how can he live his life as a fool?

Not to mention the hundreds of men in the tribe, even the wolf cubs in the surrounding villages would probably poke his nose and laugh out loud.

"It's late at night. Brother Chen, you must have traveled a long way. How about I send you back to rest first?"

Boli is good at taking advantage of the situation.

Seeing that he loosened up, I quickly continued.

"That's not necessary."

"Brothers are all tired, let's stop here for today..."

Seeing that he was so drunk that he could hardly stand, Chen Yulou didn't have the nerve to let him stand up and see him off.

only.

There is still a jar of wine left, it would be a shame to put it down.

Although Naiman is not nectar and is even slightly turbid, it is as strong as fire. In the coldest days of winter, one sip of it will make you feel comfortable all over.

Seems to see what he is thinking.

Poli couldn't help but gasp.

I have seen ruthless people, but I have never seen such a ruthless person who is addicted to alcohol. That person is Naiman. He drank only two or three kilograms of wine at most tonight, and he felt so dizzy that he felt like his feet were stepping on cotton.

Although I really want to go back to my residence right now, throw myself on the bed, and sleep for three days and two nights.

But I felt so weak all over.

I couldn't stand up without someone to support me.

You know, when it comes to drinking in the village, he has never found a rival among his peers.

I am in this state tonight.

Chen Yulou, who drank several times more than him, was still not satisfied.

What does this mean?

This means that the ten or so kilograms of liquor are not worth mentioning to him.

"Um...Brother Chen, how about you take it back and savor it slowly?"

He smacked his lips, not daring to think too much, and pointed to the last remaining jar of wine.

The seal at the mouth of the bottle was half broken.

It was Chen Yulou who stayed behind.

If he hadn't stopped it quickly just now, the cup would have been filled to the brim by now.

"This is so bad."

This is exactly what Chen Yulou was waiting for.

However, he did not forget to say a few words of humility, but his hands moved very quickly. He stretched out his hand and the only remaining jar of wine appeared in his hand in the blink of an eye.

This scene made Boli's eyes twitch.

It was with great difficulty that I managed to force out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"The clan may not have anything else, but we still have a few jars of wine... so I'll see Brother Chen off?"

"no, I'm fine."

Chen Yulou shook his head repeatedly, signaling them to go back and rest.

While talking.

He jumped up from the ground, and the jar of wine seemed to have taken root in his palm, without even a shake.

"Let's go, everyone."

He looked back at everyone.

Except for Hua Ling and Hong Girl who went back to rest first.

Among the group, only Kunlun and Queqiao Shao were in a slightly better situation. Guaizi, Yang Fang, the old foreigner, and Zhang Yunqiao were all drunk and staggering.

The other guys were drunk and unconscious.

Po Li wanted to stand up and see him off, but as soon as he stood up, he felt a strong dizziness in his head. After hesitating for a moment, he simply sat back down.

I just watched the group of people disappear into the night.

"Karen... come on, give me a hand. These bastards are always boasting more than the other. But I have to be the first to rush to the front at the critical moment."

He let out a long breath of alcohol.

Poli glanced around.

The group of people who were groaning before now just lay down.

Among the dozens of people in the hunting team, Karen was the only teenager who seemed to be sober.

"Yes, Master Bozhen."

Karen nodded, hurried forward, and helped him up from the ground.

"No, I have to ask, when will these guys leave? If they come again the day after tomorrow, I'll drink myself to death."

He looked back at the direction where Chen Yulou and his group disappeared.

Poli took a few deep breaths.

I finally managed to suppress the drowsiness in my head.

He muttered to himself, then followed Karen step by step towards home.

The other end.

Chen Yulou, who had walked hundreds of steps, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth when he heard this.

To his current state.

There is no need to even use spiritual awareness, just release the five senses, and every move within a radius of a hundred meters is under control.

That boy Bo Li is really interesting.

"Shopkeeper, what's wrong?"

Kunlun, who had been following behind him, saw him glance behind him and subconsciously looked back.

However, he had never practiced the true purpose of the Dharma Eye, and even though he had entered the realm of a grandmaster, he still found it difficult to see through the darkness hundreds of meters away.

"fine."

"Oh, by the way, when do we leave?"

There are two reasons for this trip to the Turkic tribe.

The first thing, of course, was to send Una back. It was with the consent of the chieftain Wuto that day that he allowed her to be a guide to lead them across the Black Desert.

No matter what, of course we have to escort the person back safely.

As for the second one.

He had already gotten a result at the altar before.

Both things have been accomplished. Given his personality, he naturally would not waste time. After all, he had been out for more than a month and had even missed the first New Year since he came to this world.

Several people looked at each other.

It was Partridge Whistle who smiled.

"Brother Chen, which day do you think is suitable?"

Holding the jar of wine, Chen Yulou looked up. It was almost midnight and there was no heavy fog. Instead, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

A quiet Milky Way stretches across the sky.

The sky is so low that it seems within reach.

"It looks like the weather will be nice tomorrow."

After hearing this, they all understood what he meant. "Then have a good rest tonight. When you wake up tomorrow, say hello to Chief Wuto and then set off."

Chen Yulou nodded. This was what he meant.

Now I am in the heart of the Western Regions.

They had to cross hundreds of miles before they could reach Kunmo City to return the camels and the horses that were boarded in the city.

"Kunlun, Yuan Hong, you two should send Yang Fang and the others back to rest first."

"Brother Dao and I have something to discuss."

After walking a few steps and passing through an alley, Chen Yulou suddenly stopped, his eyes fell on Kunlun and Yuan Hong, and whispered a warning.

As a long-armed ape, Yuan Hong is best at making wine.

That day, he and Kunlun went deep into the Yi people's ancestral cave behind Pingshan Mountain and saw many wine jars.

Later, I heard him talk about how brewing fruit wine seemed to be a memory engraved in the bones of the monkeys, and they were almost born with the ability.

However, after coming down the mountain and entering the secular world, Yuan Hong devoted himself to spiritual practice and did not have much time to pick fruits and make wine, so they lost that delectable feast.

But his drinking ability has not declined at all.

Just now at the dinner, it was alone among the guys, eating big chunks of meat and drinking big gulps of wine.

He reeked of alcohol now.

But his eyes were as clear as mirrors, how could he look like he was drunk?

"Yes, shopkeeper, master."

There was no hesitation.

The two men each supported a few people and walked along the alley.

There are several brightly lit courtyards over there.

It was the residence arranged for them by Wutuo.

After the few people walked away, Chen Yulou made a gesture of invitation to Partridge Whistle who was standing beside him.

Under the night.

Apart from a few courtyards there, where there were occasional noises, the entire fortress had fallen into silence. There were also a few figures swaying at the gate of the fortress. They were the tribesmen responsible for night patrol.

The two of them walked slowly along the road in the village.

"Brother Chen, what about the God of Fire?"

After walking for a while, Partridge Whistle could no longer hold back and could not help but ask.

"What do you think, brother?"

Chen Yulou casually slapped off the sealing mud, and a strong aroma of wine immediately dissipated. He glanced at Partridge Whistle, and when he saw him waving his hand, he raised his head and drank by himself.

Once you enter the foundation.

Refine consciousness into spiritual awareness.

Although the previous ray of spiritual consciousness was weak, it did not escape his detection.

"Hard to say."

Seeing him ask back, Partridge Whistle was stunned for a moment, then frowned and shook his head.

"Brother, rest assured. With Chen here, I will be able to keep the secret from everyone."

How could Chen Yulou not understand what he meant?

Now I am still in the village. If I am discovered by it, wouldn't I invisibly anger the God of Fire? Then I will be a sinner against the God of Fire.

But he had already released his spiritual sense to observe along the way.

There was no prying eyes around.

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After organizing his words for a while, he slowly said, "In Yang's opinion, the god is not like a god, but rather has a bit of a demonic feel."

Evil?!

Hearing his comment.

Chen Yulou, who was usually quiet, couldn't help but sneer. He raised the jar of wine in his hand and took a big gulp.

"What a god without a godly appearance."

"If Chen were to say, it's more than just a few points. He is clearly an evil creature. He is just a sham and dares to deceive a bunch of fools."

Wait until the wine has gone down.

A hot fire rose up in my chest.

Chen Yulou snorted coldly.

He had seen it clearly before. There was not a single divine light on that black shadow. It looked completely evil. It was no different from the mountain spirits and wild gods that occupied the ruined temples in the mountains and stole the incense.

"Really?"

Listen to his blunt judgment.

Partridge Whistle's heart couldn't help but tremble.

He thought he was bold enough, but he didn't expect that the fire god worshipped by the Turkic tribes was so unbearable in Chen Yulou's eyes.

"Is it still fake?"

"Then... do you want it?"

Partridge Whistle's brows were twisted into a knot, and his expression became extremely ugly. He took a deep breath, his eyes became stern, and the deep murderous intent between his brows reappeared.

"That ghost thing has average strength, but it hides very deeply."

I have known Partridge Whistle for many years.

Chen Yulou knew him too well.

It is clear that he has murderous intentions now.

But Chen Yulou was the same. He had used his spiritual sense that was as overwhelming as raindrops across the sky to almost lock onto its aura. However, the evil creature was extremely cautious. As soon as it sensed something was wrong, it dived into the night and disappeared.

It’s like... escaping into another imaginary space.

When he goes to pursue it again.

His spiritual sense swept the entire village several times, but unfortunately he could no longer find its scent.

"Should we remind Senior Wutuo and Senior Azhiya?"

Partridge Whistle really didn't expect this.

In just a short while, Chen Yulou actually did so much.

But when he thought that the devil had usurped the throne and treated the Turks as grass, and that once they left, no one would be able to restrain them, Partridge Whistle's face became even uglier.

"it's useless."

Hearing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

The Turkic tribes have believed in shamanism for hundreds of years.

To them, the evil creature that devoured the incense and appeared was undoubtedly the God of Fire.

You can tell by the fanaticism on Wutuo and Azhiya's faces.

If you point it out rashly, it will not only be useless, but will also attract hatred.

Partridge Whistle's face turned anxious, "We can't just watch it continue to cause harm."

"Isn't this aiding and abetting the evil?"

"That's not the case."

He shook the jar in his hand, and in just a few moments, he had drunk half of the jar of liquor. Chen Yulou shook his head.

"Although it is an evil creature, it does not have much human blood."

"It should be a ghost that took advantage of the tribe's sacrifice to steal some incense."

"Also, I have already warned you at the altar just now that if you dare to eat human blood, I will pull it out and kill it even if it hides in Hell."

Chen Yulou said softly.

His tone was calm.

But there are more means than this?

At that moment, his mind was connected with Luofu, and a wisp of phoenix fire rushed straight towards the evil creature. If it hadn't run fast, it would have been burned to death by now.

He took such a severe fire attack.

I think I should remember it.

If it dares to mess around again, Chen Yulou doesn't mind destroying the cultivation that has been accumulated over hundreds of years of incense.

"Alright."