[System] Guo Shi Wushuang

"Huh—" Mo Tiangong took a sip of his drink and sighed contentedly.

It was dusk, and the farmer's half-sage shook his bag before leaving, leaving behind a place of delicious food and wine for everyone to celebrate.Such a major event as the change of the seventh son, as it should be.

The literati danced and toasted each other, and there were many people who played the piano and recited poems.Qi Guang and Qing Lang didn't like crowds and left early.But Yun Yuan was dragged by his friends, so he could only shake his head and resign himself to his fate, and followed them to an unfamiliar place.

Instead of staying in the square, they went to the top of the distant attic.Seven sons sat on bricks and tiles, looking down at the green water and green pines.It looks unrestrained and elegant, but it is actually asking for guilt. After all, bricks and tiles are not soft.

"Come here, silently facing the sunset?" Before Yun Yuan could finish his teasing words, he was hit by a bottle of wine thrown by Mo Tiangong.

"The people below are so happy. As the protagonists, we naturally have to celebrate." He Le glanced at the rude Mo Tiangong and explained with a smile.

"As for not being with everyone, it's because..."

"It's because the human race needs heroes." Lu Weilou raised his head and drank a bottle of wine, his originally sharp and deep eyes softened a little.The human race needs heroes, people who need to lead everyone forward, so they can only be high and must be high.

"Although there is no good food, good wine is enough." Kong Wen looks gentle, but he is a good drinker.Sun Jishi, who was behind him, dug out the chicken legs out of nowhere and gnawed happily, as if inadvertently breaking the sentence that there was no good food.

"You really are." Kong Wen's nose twitched, obviously aware of this, he smiled wryly and stopped talking.

"No one stipulates that a seventh son can't eat chicken legs." Sun Jishi swallowed the greasy and fragrant chicken in one gulp, rambling vaguely.

"I don't know who gnawed something on the battlefield back then. After being splashed with blood, he vomited hard." Ye Gucheng joked with a cold face, and Sun Jishi almost choked.The people present couldn't help but smile, Sun Jishi had a lot of embarrassing things on the battlefield.

"Tsk, don't be so cold-faced all day long. When the battle was over, didn't you suddenly stand still for half a stick of incense? Someone should go back and look for you." Sun Jishi is not the one who suffers, he thinks Did not want to refute.

Yun Yuan stared at Ye Gucheng, and found that the corners of the other party's mouth slowly pulled down, but there was no anger in his eyes, but more helplessness.They are all feelings fought on the battlefield, and it is only normal to joke around.

"Brother Lu." Mo Tiangong remembered something, and suddenly clicked on Lu Weilou's name.

"I heard that you won a great victory on the battlefield for the first time, when you returned at night..." Lu Weilou suddenly turned his face away, silently staring at Mo Tiangong, who was sloppy, as if warning him.

"Don't be so scary." Mo Tiangong stepped back exaggeratedly, and continued to break the news.

"When I went back at night, I entered the wrong tent. It seemed to be the camp of some Daoist Qin Dao who came to help, and she was a beautiful woman."

"Is this true or not?" Mo Tiangong asked with interest.Among the seven sons, Lu Weilou is not the oldest, but he is the most prudent in handling things.Moreover, this person is completely insulated from the wind, flowers, snow and moon. When he heard that the other party had such a youthful and frivolous thing, Mo Tiangong could hardly believe it.

Lu Weilou picked up another bottle of wine, pursed his lips and replied, "Really." It was also his first time going to the battlefield that year, so he was inevitably nervous, unexpectedly he ended up in the wrong camp.Lu Weilou backed out immediately, it was just an accident, not as exaggerated as rumored by good people.

"Such a beautiful day, how about getting drunk?" The conversation started, and at some point the eaves were covered with moonlight, and it fell on the seven sons with different charms.

"Let's be lucky. The person who fell last can ask the rest of the people to do something within their ability, how about it?" Mo Tiangong was so excited that he proposed with great interest.

"Yes." No one objected. It was rare for them to get together so easily. It was dangerous to go to the battlefield. I don't know what the next meeting will be like.A moment of indulgence at this time is not unforgivable, is it?

"We don't have a drinking order. Each person asks others a question in turn, and the other party drinks when they can't answer, and they drink by themselves when they answer."

All the people present here are drunkards who don't care about drinking. They are all curious about others who are also the seventh sons. Now that they have the opportunity to ask questions openly, they naturally want to play around.

"Start with me." Sun Jishi sat on the far left, directly shaking a full bottle of wine.Because of the battlefield, he doesn't drink much, but that doesn't mean he can't drink.

"Brother Mo, let me ask you, what happened between you and Qionghua?" He unceremoniously poked at people's pain points. They were all friends of gentlemen, and no one would be so stingy that he would turn his face against it.

"Well, I've been abandoned, and I'll go back to the bridge from now on." Mo Tiangong replied flatly.He has his own demeanor, even if he doesn't love him, he still saves enough face for Qionghua.Sun Jishi didn't drag his feet, and happily drained a bottle of wine to the bottom.

Next, He Le and Sun Wen were not so sharp, and asked quite well.When it was Ye Gucheng's turn, he drank a bottle of wine before asking questions.

"I don't know if you will answer, maybe there is no answer to this question. Let me ask you, is it really painful to have no desires or desires?" He didn't even ask anyone by name.But Yun Yuan knew that this was asking him.

"If it were me, I would." Yun Yuan gave his own answer.Ye Gucheng nodded, and silently drank another bottle.He is a Taoist, and his way is different from the previous Taoism. The more he has no desires and desires, the more he fits the way of heaven.Yegu City has no worries and no worries, maybe one day it will be transformed into a Taoist body, and it will always exist in the world.

"Brother Yuan, let me ask you, where did the mark on your forehead come from?" Mo Tiangong was extremely curious about the bloody mark, and today he finally had a chance to ask clearly.

"Come here because of a grand encounter, deep because of a short parting." Yun Yuan mouthed the word "Xian" without further explanation.He and Qi Guang are both entangled endlessly because of the contract.I don't know if it's a pure coincidence or a trick of God's will.

Lu Weilou was playing with the wine bottle, but he also looked at Yun Yuan.

"Ask me again?" Yun Yuan looked back, as if complaining.If things continued like this, he would either be questioned all over himself, or he would be so drunk that he would pass out.Are they three thousand questions?Where do so many problems come from?

Lu Weilou turned his face sideways, took a sip of wine and asked in a low voice:

"Yun Yuan, do you regret going to the battlefield?"

"Regret, of course I regret it." Yun Yuan looked at the other party's frown forever and sneered. "But what's the use of regretting?"

"I, Yun Yuan, may have been born on the battlefield. Once I return with glory, all races will submit." He broke the stagnant atmosphere because of the mention of the battlefield with arrogant words, and Mo Tiangong applauded respectfully.

Kong Wen is the one who drinks the least amount of alcohol in the room. He keeps the etiquette and doesn't ask questions that are beyond the norm, so he always drinks by himself.The wine was specially made by the sage, and it had a lot of stamina, and he passed out after a while.At the end of the question, the only ones left were Yun Yuan and Lu Weilou.

"You drink very well." Lu Weilou's wheat-colored face was not half drunk, but his eyes were not as clear as he expressed.

"Trained from peach blossom wine." Yun Yuan clinked glasses with him, his face flushed, and his expression didn't care.The stamina of Peach Blossom Brew is stronger than this wine, and I seem to get drunk easily, but in fact I haven't bottomed out yet.

"Keep drinking, I'm afraid you won't be able to tell which is superior, why not..." Lu Weilou was interrupted by Yun Yuan's wave before he could finish his words.

"I've always been victorious. And, do you really want to give up on this?" Lu Weilou, the youngest son of a military family, looked calm and dignified, but he was never one to admit defeat.Yun Yuan knew that he just didn't want to use the big to bully the small, so he said it against his will.

"Heh." Lu Weilou no longer concealed it, he really didn't want to admit defeat, let alone any ridiculous draw.

"Tell me, how will the winner be determined?" The man stood up slowly, his tall figure seemed to stand forever in the sky and earth, and nothing could knock him down.

"I heard that 'Bone Lord' Lu Weilou, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face. Let us bet on your determination and my tongue." Yun Yuan has always wanted to know, the most famous man in the world, this unfathomable What is the man thinking.

"I'll say three words, if you change your face, I win; if you don't move like a mountain, you win. How?" He waved his fan, smiling confidently.

Lu Weilou's fingertips trembled, he stared fixedly at the eternally magnificent young man, and finally closed his eyes.When he opened it again, his eyes were as calm as water, perhaps there was something Yun Yuan couldn't understand.

In the end, Lu Weilou accepted the bet.

"A dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick stars with your hands."

"You, Lu Weilou, really only want to reach the stars?"

Lu Weilou, you love soldiers and humans so much, are you really only satisfied with this?Really unambitious?The young man spoke aggressively, but there was a soft drunkenness in his eyes, his face was more beautiful than water and moonlight, and his unruly figure was breathtaking.

The man couldn't help lowering his eyes again, but his expression didn't change at all.

Yun Yuan didn't seem to think about winning the bet at all.He just wanted to test whether Lu Weilou was really so righteous and aloof from the world.

He confirmed Lu Weilou's expression, and gradually got a bottom line in his heart.It turns out that there really is such a holy father in the world, and Lu Weilou really deserves the admiration of so many people.

"I lost." This was Yun Yuan's third sentence, and the young man flew away after finishing speaking.

"Losing?" Lu Weilou, who stayed where he was, looked at the other person's back, repeated that word in a hoarse voice, and a low laughter suddenly overflowed from his throat.The man rested his right hand on his forehead, bloodshot from his palm.

That's right, he, Lu Weilou, was not swayed by Yun Yuan's words, but was moved by the lonely and independent figure of the young man.

"I, Lu Weilou, are less than a hundred feet tall, and I don't want to reach the stars. I just want not to fall into the abyss." Lu Weilou picked out an unopened drink, poured it down his throat, let it slip and overflow, and wet his chest .

lose?Lu Weilou, who never gambled with others, had already lost everything the moment he agreed to the bet.

Maybe in that shocking fireworks, maybe in the ten miles of peach blossoms, he fell in love; but when the young man was shot with arrows and smiled at the thousands of troops, he lost his heart again.

Bet today, there is no winner!

The fifth volume: the sky is the chessboard, the stars are the sons