Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

Chen Qingzhou shook his head like a teacher.

"Prosperous wealth!"

The two women were stunned on the spot and were about to say something to refute, but when they thought about it carefully, they realized that the two names "Miao Ji" and "Wang Cai" were really similar.

"Ha ha!"

The Wan brothers laughed first, and the others couldn't help laughing, either. The two women couldn't laugh or cry, especially Cui Xuechu, whose face turned red and white, which was really embarrassing.

At this time, Cui Guangzong and others also arrived and sat down in the host's seat.

Chen Qingzhou took a look and found a short and fat middle-aged man among them. He had sparse hair on his head and looked a little funny. He asked Zhang Lingjun beside him, "Elder, who is that short and fat man?"

Zhang Lingjun took a look and whispered, "Don't be so blunt, kid. That's the third in command of the Cui family, known as the Eight Dragon Tai Sui, Cui Jiye."

Chen Qingzhou curled his lips and whispered, "The three brothers of the Cui family look so different. The eldest is mighty, the second is tall and thin, and the third has a famous nickname but looks so wretched. Hmm... they must not be born from the same mother!"

Zhang Lingjun smiled bitterly and said, "You! Don't let the Third Master hear you. One punch can kill you. Do you think calling you Eight Dragon Tai Sui is really nice?"

Chen Qingzhou was shocked. "Then why is he called Eight Dragons Tai Sui? Why not Nine Dragons or Nine Tigers? Wouldn't that be more powerful?"

Zhang Lingjun shook his head and said, "The Cui family guards Si Lake and worships the Dragon God. Nine is the number of heaven, so the Nine Dragons are naturally the most powerful, but only the Dragon Head can call."

Chen Qingzhou nodded, "What about Tai Sui?"

Zhang Lingjun said, "You've heard of this before, right?"

Chen Qingzhou laughed and said, "I've heard of it! You're looking for death!"

"Well," Zhang Lingjun continued, "What about the next sentence?"

Chen Qingzhou thought for a while, "What's the next sentence? What is it?"

Zhang Lingjun smiled mysteriously, "Plucking the hair from the tiger's head means the same thing. Look at the top of Third Master's head."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingzhou looked over and couldn't hold back his laughter. He saw that the center of Cui Jiye's head was clean and smooth, but the surrounding area was full of black hair, like a pocket version of Si Hu.

Cui Guangzong saw that everyone had arrived and the dishes were spread all over the table, so he picked up a large bowl in front of him, stood up and said, "My dear friends, as the host, the Cui family welcomes everyone to come here as a guest. Those who can sit at this table are good friends and brothers. Come, Cui, I will offer you a bowl of soup. Cheers!"

After saying that, the five members of the Cui family, including Cui Xuechu, tilted their heads back and drank it all in one gulp.

On Tianci's side, although Qianyu and Yuyan were women, they were as brave as any man and also picked up their bowls. Needless to say, the others all drank up the bowls.

Chen Qingzhou drank Chun Yang Rong Xue at Deng Xian Ju the day before yesterday and felt very comfortable. He even secretly hid a bottle on his body when he left and brought it this time as well.

But since the Cui family has prepared good wine, let's keep the Chun Yang Rong Xue for now and drink it when there is no more wine.

Everyone else had finished drinking, but Chen Qingzhou took a look first. This wine was very unusual, with a color close to black, but also mellow and tempting. He took a deep sniff and couldn't help but praise, "Good wine!"

Then he tilted his neck back and drank the water down like a cow.

"Gudu! Gudu!"

At this time, the few people who stood up to drink in front had already sat down. The whole table was silent. Only the sound of Chen Qingzhou drinking was heard like a drum. Everyone in the circle looked at him.

The bowl was so deep and big that Chen Qingzhou finally finished it. He put the bowl down and burped immediately. He wiped his chin with his sleeve and smacked his lips a few times. He just felt that besides the delicious taste, there was a chill in his stomach.

"This little brother has a good alcohol tolerance!"

Everyone thought the sound was like a tiger's roar and knew it was Cui Longtou who asked the question.

Chen Qingzhou was startled, and then he woke up from the intoxication of the wine, and realized that everyone was looking at him. He smiled awkwardly, "So-so, so-so!"

“Oh?” Cui Guangzong’s tone changed, “Are you talking about the Mo Xiang Kuang Ma Hu Hu who has been passed down for a hundred years in my Cui family?”

Chen Qingzhou heard Cui Longtou's unfriendly tone and thought that a strong dragon would not suppress a local snake. Besides, he was not a strong dragon, so saying a few soft words would not hurt him. "Longtou, you misunderstood. I meant that my alcohol tolerance is so-so. What is this called? Oh, Mo Xiang Kuang, right? It has a good name and the wine is even better, but I can only drink this one bowl!"

Cui Guangzong looked at Chen Qingzhou with disdain, secretly thinking that such a slick boy had emerged from a famous sect, "Little brother has a good mouth, but I wonder which master's disciple he is?"

Chen Qingzhou smiled and said, "I am honored to be your disciple, Master Duan."

"Oh?" Cui Guangzong exclaimed in surprise, as if he couldn't believe it. "I and Tiannan are old acquaintances. I didn't expect that after not seeing him for so many years, his principles for accepting disciples have changed a lot!"

"Hey!"

Chen Qingzhou cursed secretly in his heart, "This old guy, relying on the fact that he is a senior of Xuanmen and is in your territory, not only is he cowardly in a roundabout way, but he also dares to slander my master!" He ignored Xuanyuan Changqing's warning look and stood up.

Although Tianci and the other people got to know Chen Qingzhou a little along the way, although he was a genius who could control three lives a day, he was just a rookie with shallow martial arts skills. What could he do when facing the extremely powerful leader of the Cui family?

Cui Guangzong was at ease. He picked up a bowl of tea and drank it.

Chen Qingzhou sneered, "Cui Longtou is indeed a quick-witted person. I won't hide anything from you!"

After these words were spoken, everyone looked at Chen Qingzhou in surprise, especially the members of the Cui family, who simply could not believe what was happening before their eyes.

Cui Guangzong was also a little surprised. Instead of getting angry, he laughed and said, "Interesting. Tell me!"

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but Chen Qingzhou was no longer afraid. He shouted, "Take this Mo Xiang Kuang for example. It's really good, but in my eyes, it's not the best!"

When Chen Qingzhou was recuperating in Tianci, he carefully read Dongfang Ruimang's book on winemaking in the spring sun and snow, and learned something, but not much.

In fact, he wanted to say that he was far worse than the deadly Da Wusu, but as soon as he said that, his identity as a player might be immediately discovered, and he would be dead.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the Cui family showed horror on their faces.

A blue light flashed across Cui Guangzong's face, and he stared at Chen Qingzhou with his eyes slightly narrowed.

Cui Fengting saw that the dragon head was getting angry, so he quickly interrupted him and said, "Brother, you don't know, Brother Chen loves to joke, all along the way..."

"Shut up!"

The dragon head roared like a tiger, and Cui Fengting was so scared that he dared not say anything.

Cui Fengting frowned at Chen Qingzhou with his long monkey face, as if saying, "I can't help you, you are asking for trouble..."

After a while, Cui Guangzong pointed at Chen Qingzhou and said, "Good boy, tell me what happened. If you can't explain it clearly, I will ask Sect Master Duan for an explanation!"

Xuanyuan Changqing quickly shook his head at Chen Qingzhou. Seeing that he still refused to give in and sit down, he picked up a large bowl of wine, stood up and said, "Cui Longtou, Qingzhou is a young boy who has just entered the sect and is young and ignorant. He has offended an expert. Changqing apologizes to you on his behalf. I hope Longtou will forgive him."

Then drink it all in one gulp.

Cui Guangzong's expression eased a little when he heard Xuanyuan Changqing speak. "Yes, if I had a son, I'd want him to be like you, Xuanyuan Changqing. How is your father these days?"

Xuanyuan Changqing smiled and said, "My nephew has not been home for many years, but my father has always worked hard and his martial arts skills must have reached a higher level."

There was a hidden purpose behind these words. Cui Guangzong looked at Xuanyuan Changqing, then at Cui Xiaokun, with a look that seemed to carry deep meaning in his eyes. "Brother Jian Huang's 'Eight Desolate Sword Qi' is unique in southern Yunnan. I haven't seen it in many years. Well, let's not talk about this for now. Now Cui just wants to know, what exactly is wrong with my Mo Xiang Kuang?"

After saying that, he glared at Chen Qingzhou again.

This time, the face of Xuanyuan Changqing and even the Xuanyuan family was blocked, which shows how much Cui Guangzong valued Mo Xiangkuang.