After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

The woman suddenly realized, and looked at Jiang Yu with a little more sympathy. Such a juicy person can't please his man?It is true that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.

"This kind of thing is not your fault, maybe he can't behave like a human being at all!" The woman glanced at the room with disgust.

Jiang Yu silently bowed and apologized to his uncle in his heart, "So I wondered if it would be better if I had a drink..."

The expression on the woman's face was a little subtle, but she was very happy and generous, and she really went back to the house to bring Jiang Yu a jar of good wine.

Farmers use sorghum grains to brew their own fine wine, which is extremely strong and good wine.As soon as they were sealed together, the aroma of the wine overflowed, and it flew straight to Jiang Yu's nose along the air, causing him to retreat slightly.

In the original book, although Qi Yi is a alchemy cultivator and is good at refining elixirs, he has a very poor capacity for alcohol and never drinks alcohol. One time, Lord Yun Lin offered him a drink, and he took it happily, but he became drunk as soon as he drank it.Holding the altar of wine, Jiang Yu felt as if he had found a treasure, and his heart suddenly became clear.

"Hey, wait a minute." The woman looked around, pulled Jiang Yu to the shade again, and whispered, "You can drink this wine, don't let your master drink it."

"Why?" Jiang Yu frowned in confusion.

"Stupid you, you can't do anything when you're drunk." The woman looked at him with a little more care, and quickly reached out and stuffed a small bottle into Jiang Yu's sleeve, "Listen to elder sister, you should show enthusiasm after drinking." One point, give this medicine to your master, and keep it safe."

Jiang Yu couldn't bear to dampen her enthusiasm, nodded with a smile, thanked her and hurried back to the courtyard to close the door.

It's dusk now, and the smoke from the cooking stoves is faint, and it's the time when the fireworks on the stoves in the world are the most lively. However, cultivators usually take Bigu Dan, so this fun is lost for no reason.

"This is... wine from the mortal world?" Qi Yi saw Jiang Yu put a small cup full of wine on the table, he was a little curious, and went around to take a closer look.

Cultivating immortals usually use fruit wine and flower wine, which are light in color, sweet in taste and sweet in smell.Although Qi Yi was not good at drinking, but when he had an occupational disease, he picked up the chopsticks and lightly dipped a drop of it in his head to observe. It was colorless and pure, with no condensed sediment, so he smelled it again with a hand fan.

This taste!It was so stabbed that he didn't have time to identify any medicines, and he lost his chopsticks in an instant.

"It's not a festival or a happy event, what are you doing on the wine jar?" Qi Yi asked suspiciously.

"Drink and chat with uncle."

"Just put a bowl when you drink with me?" Qi Yi was even more puzzled, staring at him with fixed eyebrows.

"Isn't it just for the master to serve tea to the master?" Jiang Yu subconsciously made up a reason, and belatedly recalled that it seemed to be what the master said in the illusion.

He smiled at Qi Yi: "Master is not here, my uncle took me to practice, I should treat my uncle with the courtesy of a master."

The smile was very shallow, the eyes were bent, and the corners of the mouth were raised, but it completely turned Qi Yi into that crescent moonlight.He suppressed the joy in his heart, pretended to be serious, took the wine glass and drank it down.

The elder sister sincerely did not bully him, a drink was effective, and the alcoholic attack began within three sentences.

Jiang Yu helped him to the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and groped for his waist, and then touched the mustard bag, trying to find Qi Yi's Zongmen mingshi.

The lights were too dim, and the life card was not big, so it was not easy to find. Jiang Yu also found various other sundries, including the confiscated Atlas of Lord Yunlin's Secret.

The album is full of colors and has superb painting skills. The master on the cover is looking straight at him, just like Mr. Yun Lin who held his hand under the moonlight at night... The only difference is that the secret album The master's clothes are half-opened, and the spring scenery is half hidden.

As soon as Jiang Yufu took it, he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and quickly threw it aside as if it was hot.With this throw, another thin drawing paper was shaken out.

It was himself, Fu Huaisu painted him himself, why did Qi Yi keep this painting?

The man's complexion was sickly pale when he was in a coma, Jiang Yu stared at him for a long time but couldn't appreciate the slightest sense of beauty.

Something wrapped around his ankle jerked, trying to trip him onto the bed.Jiang Yu stretched out his arms and was close to Qi Yi's face, barely falling into his arms.

But in the next second, someone pulled his arm, and his center of gravity was completely taken away.

Qi Yi had already woken up, and his peach blossom eyes were red, staring straight at the person in front of him.

"Why don't you drink?"

After drinking, the senior uncle completely gave up his senior demeanor, turned around, and his consciousness was half clear and half muddy.

Even if he knew that the person under him was his junior disciple...a secret sense of pleasure rushed out, like a fire, completely defeating the remaining rationality.

Jiang Yu was stunned, as he agreed to pour it as soon as he touched it, could it be that this wine... He suddenly recalled that the woman asked him to finish drinking, be more enthusiastic!

Jiang Yu gritted his teeth, deeply regretful, reached out and patted Qi Yi's cheek lightly, trying to wake him up.

"Aren't you and Jun Yunlin's double cultivation just because you are greedy for his cultivation and want to take the opportunity to ascend?" Qi Yi's eyes were burning, and his heart kept falling out while he was half drunk and half awake, "I can do it too, why don't you Choose me, my cultivation base is no worse than his..."

Qi Yi paused, smiled, and moved closer, "The skills are no worse than him..."

A coolness came from the pit of the neck.

It's that red whip again!It doesn't have its own body like Wenhong, but shares spiritual consciousness with Qi Yi, acting completely according to the master's consciousness.

The small thorns on the thorns were soft and dense, scratching Jiang Yu's heart.Just as he opened his lips slightly to relieve the pain, the vine squeezed his lips at the right moment, and a cool liquid immediately poured into his mouth and down his throat.

It turned out to be the strong wine, the rattan sucked up the juice and poured him maliciously.

The burning hotness made Jiang Yu push Qi Yi away abruptly, bowed up and coughed violently, and a strong breath diffused from his nasal cavity.The wine juice that was too late to swallow slipped down his lips and flowed all the way to his slightly protruding Adam's apple. Jiang Yu coughed so hard that his complexion changed, the corners of his eyes turned red, and the water vapor was about to drip.

He frowned, subconsciously summoned Wen, waved down, but the next second...

"I don't want you to toast me, I just want to drink with you and have fun while drunk..." Qi Yi stared at him blankly, blinked, feeling extremely wronged like a child, and reached out to wipe away his tears, He wiped off the wine again, lightly touched his Adam's apple with his fingertips, lingering and refusing to return.

No matter who said that the uncle was drunk by himself, even if he broke his teeth, he would have to swallow it in his stomach.

Jiang Yu had no choice but to stop, and came to comfort him again, pretending to drink with a cup, and took a few mouthfuls, Qi Yi lay back obediently upon seeing this.

He was just about to turn his head to spit it out, when Wen Hong swooped down like crazy, aimed at the top of the Chiming Whip vine and went away.

Jiang Yu was knocked to the side, and his eyes suddenly widened.

That sip of wine, not a drop left, slipped into the esophagus completely, and there was a burst of heartburn in the stomach in an instant.

Wenhong nailed the Chiming whip to the wall, shook his body slightly, and waited for Jiang Yu's praise.

Jiang Yu touched its hilt: ...

In fact, Wenhong did nothing wrong, Jiang Yu reached out and touched the top of the cane, it was icy, and there was Qi Yi's sect's life card hanging there!

He tapped the life card a few times, tentatively turned around, and the life card lighted up slightly when it pointed to the southeast.

At this point, Jiang Yu squeezed the fate card tightly, looked at the uncle who seemed to have fallen asleep, and then looked at the light, without any further hesitation, he lifted the Wenhong sword with the fate card, and slipped out the door.

It went well, except for one thing, my throat was sore, my stomach was burning, and there were many small stars in my sight.

There is a quiet moonlight on the ground in the courtyard, and the flowing tree shadows move.As soon as I looked up, I saw the tree in the daytime, full of small rice flowers, knotted in clusters among the green leaves, it gradually overlapped with a certain scenery in Jiang Yu's memory.

There is an ancient locust tree, and there is a Bi person.

"Master..."

Jiang Yu's feet were swaying, his steps were floating, and the corner of his mouth was filled with a smile. He wanted to hug the locust tree, but Wen Hong saw that something was wrong, so he flew up into the air, hooked Jiang Yu's clothes, and helped him stabilize balance.

"I'm not drunk!" Jiang Yu was angry, and with a dark face, he took Wenhong off and threw it aside, "I'll ride you back to the sect!"

He patted his face, tried his best to open his eyes, stepped on the sword, recited the spell, and flew at a low altitude.

As soon as he rushed to the entrance of the courtyard, the courtyard door opened suddenly, and Jiang Yu bumped into two black figures, fell off the sword, and fell to the ground on his back. The numbness and pain in his limbs hit him at the same time, stimulating him to be the weakest at this time sensitive emotions.

"who is it!"

In the darkness, the two people at the door shivered suddenly.