After crossing the road, I married the leader of the demon sect

Shangou Village is like spring all the year round, with mild sunlight shining brightly on the earth.

The green hills are rolling and undulating, and it seems that there are gods standing among the clouds with ink pens in their hands, splashing ink, and the mountains and green are towering in the world.When he finished his pen, he inadvertently picked it up and drew a slanting peak.At the foot of the peak, mortals gather and live together, blocking a side of water and soil to form a world of their own.

There is a child sitting in the wine forest, who wants to compare the height with the mountain peak. His hair is messy and tied behind his head, and his well-cut clothes are stuck on the ground without any distress.

It's a pity that Yueheng has no mother in this world, only a master with messy hair.

What's the matter?

Yue Heng blinked his grape-like eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and scratched his fingers.I, I, I suddenly became Popeye!

With a look of shock on his face, he picked up the stone casually and squeezed it tentatively—only a "click" sound was heard, and the blue stone broke into two halves in his immature hands, and fell to the ground with a "snap".

Yue Heng's eyes almost fell to the ground.

I get it, Yue Heng nodded, this is a fantasy movie!

Yue Heng touched his chin, lay down on the ground to reach the old drunkard's feet, and chuckled.

The old drunkard narrowed his eyes, seeing that he was going to play tricks, he raised his straw sandal and pressed it on Yue Heng's back. He didn't try hard, but Yue Heng couldn't get out no matter how hard he tried.

"Bear boy, you are capable!"

"Oh, oh, I was wrong—" Yue Heng thrashed his limbs like a bastard without a shell.

The old drunkard withdrew his feet angrily, and by the way hooked Yue Heng's waist and arched him up.

Yue Heng sat on the ground, patted the dust on his clothes casually, and made a bitter face, "Master, will I really be like this from now on?"

The old drunk's eyes under his white brows glanced at him.

Yue Heng tilted his head, and said weakly: "With me like this, how can I find you an apprentice wife in the future, how can I give birth to a big fat boy to inherit our sect's career, how can I revive the glory of our sect without getting drunk!"

"No." The old drunk squatted down and looked at him, "I'm counting on you, and I can't stop counting on the sow to climb the tree."

He raised his finger and looked at Yueheng sideways, "It took me a year to wipe it off. Is it 81 years before you crawled out of the wine forest?"

Hearing what his master said, Yue Heng was afraid that there might be a turning point, so he quickly jumped up and raised his fist to swear to the old drunkard.

"Master, I will definitely wipe the vat well in the future! Try to clean the vat! Persist in cleaning the vat! Wipe out a career and wipe out a tomorrow! ——Does this pill have an antidote?"

Yue Heng looked at the old alcoholic with pleading eyes.

The old drunkard sneered, and patted him on the head, "It's something that outsiders can't dream of, but you hate it so much? Let me tell you, after drinking the half pill yesterday, you have 50 years of internal energy in your little body. In the world, how many people Can you have 50 years of internal strength?"

When Yue Heng heard this, he quickly patted his stomach, "Then I'll give you my 50-year internal energy first, and when I grow taller, will you make it for me?"

At this moment, Yue Heng, how can he play with cats and dogs on weekdays, Zonghengshangou Village's lawless appearance, big eyes drooping, black eyes staring at the old drunkard, it reminds him of the newly born milk dog in the village.

Poor, strangely distressing.

So the old drunkard laughed.

"Master!" The more persistent hair exploded.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." The old drunkard rubbed Yue Heng's face and said with a smile, "Hahaha, let me tell you, half a pill only increases your skill and does not affect your body. Don't worry, you still have a chance to give it to me." I brought an apprentice daughter-in-law back!"

"Really!" Yue Heng jumped up and said happily.

He turned around twice in place, like a calf eating fresh grass, but jumped around the old drunkard with all his might.

"Come on, once you have the power, you have to use it. 50 years of power in your body is like wine buried in the ground. You only smell the aroma of the wine, but you don't know the source of the wine. When you master the 50-year internal power one day, you will be learning. There is a small success."

The old drunk asked Yue Heng to sit in front of him, cross-legged and closed his eyes, held his breath, then raised his hand, and slowly injected a ray of internal energy into Yue Heng's body, driving the stagnant internal energy in his body to move forward slowly.

On the wine forest, the slender blue shadow stood silently, with a smile on his mouth, silently waiting.

There was silence in front of Yue Heng's eyes, he couldn't hear any sound, couldn't see anything, he could only feel a piece of blood red swimming in his body.

He felt like a small fish, swimming in the vast ocean, chasing bigger and thicker blood red...

Time seems to have passed for many years, and it seems to be only a moment.

"All right."

Yue Heng heard the low voice of the old alcoholic, and at that moment, insects and birds sang, and he took a deep breath, smelling the deep aroma of wine.

Hmm, booze.

Yue Heng: "yue—"

"Crack!" The old drunkard lifted his straw sandals, pointed at Yue Heng's head, and said bitterly, "You're giving me Yue one."

"Subconscious subconscious!" Yue Heng scratched his head, raised his leg——

"Snapped!"

Yue Heng, whose legs were numb after sitting in the pan for too long, fell to the ground.

"Hurry up and clean the wine jar!" The old drunkard yelled, "Let me walk with my internal strength, stop for a moment and give me a try!" The old drunkard is like an old foreman who enslaves his servants.

"Aww!" Yue Heng's ears pricked up all of a sudden, he got up from the ground with his numb feet, and limped to touch the rag with a cheerful expression.

"Wipe the bottom for me first! If you wipe it so slowly, you won't want to eat meat for three months!"

"Ow!!"

Yue Heng's clear voice echoed in the wine forest.

a few months later.

Yue Heng got out from under the tree, looked at the horizontal line on the trunk that was much higher than before, and smiled with satisfaction.Master did not lie to him, he has grown taller!

The old drug boy rolled his eyes, put away the blade, and asked, "Are you going into the mountains today?"

Yue Heng shook his head with a reddish face.He just completed the task of re-wiping the wine tanks on the first floor for the old drunkard today, and he is about to enter the second floor, so he has no intention of going to the mountains to play.

"Help me see if there is any prey in the trap I set up, and if there is any prey, bring it back for me, we will split half and half!" Yue Heng smiled at the old drug boy with a row of big eyes.

"Okay." The old drug boy waved his hand, and his back disappeared into the wine forest.

As soon as he left, Yue Heng quickly ran into the wine forest with the barrel in his hand.Over the past few months, the internal force in his body has been running smoothly, and he has been traveling along the meridians day and night, and cleaning the wine jar is like a small game.He hummed a ditty, put Zhao Ji on his head, and stood unsteadily on the stool, his eyes shining.

Finally it's your turn!

Yue Heng covered the ceramic wine tank with a rag that was wet with wine, and put the rag down.

The wine fell to the ground wrapped in mud.

Yue Heng is very proficient at wiping the wine jar, he has already practiced the ability to wander the world while wiping the wine jar, but this time, when he continued to wander and lowered his head to change the rag, his eyes suddenly met the wine jar.

Faint lines appear on the wine tank.

"Huh?" Yue Heng looked puzzled, "What is this?"

Yue Heng hurriedly wiped the washed towel across the water tank, and when he wiped the water tank clean, the fonts and simple pictures just posted were reflected in Yue Heng's eyes.

His eyes were surprised, and he pressed his immature hands outside the jar, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a little surprise of discovering the baby.

"This is……?"

On the thick porcelain wall, the shadow of the villain is drawn out by golden silk threads. The villain supports the sky with one hand, points to the ground with the other, and bends down at the lower part, as if holding something.

——Like the comic books that Yue Heng read in his previous life.

There is also a line of writing next to the figure.Yue Heng followed up and said: "Drunken Fist has one lineage, southern Jiangsu and northern Shandong, but the world is good, the inheritance has passed away, and I am alone, I can achieve the great success of both. If you don't get drunk, you won't return to the sect. After teaching, people will come."

"Could this be the legendary secret book? Master actually drew the secret book on the wine jar!"

Yue Heng couldn't restrain the expression on his face. He jumped down from the stool, clenched his fists and looked at the high wine tank, and murmured: "No wonder the old scholar kept asking me how much I wiped the wine tank! No wonder no one in the village saw me. I even asked if I cleaned the wine jar! So they all know, but they didn’t tell me!”

"No wonder Master never taught me, so it's all hidden here!"

Yue Heng gestured according to the posture on the tank, the joy in his eyes almost flew out.

He dragged the stool and quickly ran to another wine column, picked up the rag and began to wipe the wine tank. He was not afraid of the mud splashing on his body, but Zhao Ji, the scorpion on the top of his head, shook it unhappily and accidentally landed on it. The mud got into Yueheng's hair.

Yue Heng's body erupted with incomparably high enthusiasm. While wiping the wine vat, he followed the people on the wine vat with gestures.

The old drunkard descended from the sky, squatted on the wine jar, took a sip from the jug at his waist, and sighed, "Oh, the unlucky boy finally found out."

Yue Heng hurriedly turned his head, pointed at the wine tank and said with a smile: "Master, why didn't you say it earlier. If I knew you knocked the cheat book on the wine tank, I could still be so sloppy before!"

"You also know that you used to grind?" The old drunkard raised his eyebrows and waved his hands at Yue Heng.

"All I have learned all my life is in this wine forest. Every time you wipe a layer of wine tanks, you must memorize a layer of exercises. When the wine forest is completely renewed, it will be the time when you will master drunken fist!" the old alcoholic said. Holding Yue Heng's hand, he led him to a flat open space, and confessed, "And this wine, how can you practice Zui Quan without drinking, when you get older, you can't be the same as before, fainting when you drink .”

Yue Heng clenched his small fists and said seriously: "I will work hard! Master!"

The years in the mountains are long, and Yingying and Bainiao have seen figures of one big and one small together in the forest.

The sun and the moon alternate, and the brilliance of the sun and the moon elongates the figure.

It is still the same green hills and the same river.

Under the old locust tree, a tall man bent over, his lean and firm waist drew a beautiful arc.He is in excellent shape, standing like a green pine and bending like a new bow.

The wheat-skinned man raised his eyes and smiled slightly at the crowd under the locust tree.

"Old sister, the clothes are much smaller." The corners of his mouth were bent, and under the beautiful sword eyebrows, the clear and bright eyes were like a clear spring, reflecting the mountain scenery and filling the sunlight.