What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

The news that this year's sacrifice will be held by a foreigner as the "Phoenix Girl" quickly spread in the village.

Even Uncle Chen, who didn't show up at the Fengnv selection ceremony, knew the news, and set up a celebration wine for Xue Qing in the courtyard early.

So as soon as Xue Qing returned to the small courtyard, he saw Uncle Chen welcoming him with a wine glass.

"Qingqing, you have a destiny with the Phoenix God!"

Uncle Chen's face was full of joy, and those who didn't know thought that Uncle Chen himself had been selected by Ling Yu.

The chirp on Xue Qing's shoulder also chirped a few times very loudly, expressing his happiness.

After some deliberation, Xue Qing finally decided to take up this position. After living in this village for a few days, Xue Qing also knew the feelings and reverence for the Phoenix God in the village.

Even though time has passed, the villagers still have the most devout belief in the Phoenix God.

Today, although Lingyu's choice has gone through several twists and turns, it did fall on Xue Qing in the end.

In Qifeng Village, there has never been a precedent for re-election after Lingyu's successful selection.

Moreover, the villagers of Qifeng are simple and honest, and the "Phoenix girl" that the villagers think is not limited to gender and age.

There is also an eighty-year-old woman with silver hair, a phoenix crown, pearls and jade, sitting on a grand float in a gorgeous dress.

The sky is full of flying flowers, and the streets are full of red silk.

The Phoenix God loves its believers, and has never had anything else to do with it.

What's more, he and Fa Hai, two foreigners, have been bothering Uncle Chen's house for so many days, and they are already kind to him.

Xue Qing took the wine glass that Uncle Chen had prepared for him, and before he got close, he could smell the strong smell of wine.

"The lucky person who was selected as the 'Phoenix Girl' will drink a glass of congratulatory wine with us~" At this time, Aunt Chen also returned to the yard, saw Xue Qing holding the wine, and explained with a smile One sentence.

They were genuinely happy that Xue Qing was able to participate in the Phoenix God sacrifice.

"Qingqing won't drink from a bar yet!"

Uncle Chen asked in disbelief.

Seeing that Xue Qing was holding the wine glass still, with a hesitant expression on his face, he couldn't believe it.

Now a boy of this age, no one can drink a few cups of strong wine easily!

Hearing that Xue Qing's hand holding the wine glass tightened, under Chen Dabo's piercing gaze, his face blushed a little in embarrassment.

He doesn't seem to... really drink much.

I still remember that when he was a child, he was curious about the alcohol in the hands of his elders, and he would be dismissed by the elders with the words "children drinking will lower their IQ".

After going back and forth, this sentence was engraved in his mind like a proverb.

I don't know if there is any scientific reason for this statement, but Xue Qing subtly agrees with this statement.

And the year he traveled to this world, he was just right.

The pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in Lingyin Temple was Xue Qing's first drinking experience.

It's just that after he was drunk at that time, he ran out of the house to look for Fahai when he was so drunk, and fell into the cold pool.

Thinking of this, Xue Qing couldn't help but peeked at Fa Hai beside him out of the corner of his eye.

Fa Hai obviously thought about it too, he rolled his eyes to meet Xue Qing's furtive gaze.

A gentle smile flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Like a mouse seeing a cat, Xue Qing quickly turned his head to avoid Fa Hai's eyes.

Why do you get caught every time you peek at the sea!

Xue Qing slandered.

"If you are not used to drinking, don't force yourself, don't stick to these empty etiquette."

Finding that Xue Qing was hesitating, Aunt Chen spoke up very thoughtfully.

However, Uncle Chen still couldn't hide his disappointment.

Xue Qing couldn't bear to brush off Uncle Chen's kindness like this, besides, the wine glass was also a small one, and the color of the wine in the glass was clear and yellow.It's just that the smell of wine is a bit strong, just smelling it makes me a little dizzy.

His drinking capacity shouldn't be that bad, right?

Thinking this way, Xue Qing picked up his wine glass.

The smell of the wine intensified as it got closer.

He wrinkled his nose and gulped down a glass of wine in one gulp.

The wine tastes spicy, much stronger than the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that Xue Qing drank in Lingyin Temple.

Xue Qing only felt that his throat was on fire, and he coughed twice as he was choked by the wine.

Immediately behind him, he put a big palm on his back, and patted him lightly on the back.

The beauty whose eyes were blushing raised her eyes to look at the monk beside her. The face that gradually became red was full of spring and amorous feelings, forming a beautiful scenery by itself.

Seeing Xue Qing drinking the wine, Uncle Chen was amused by Xue Qing's reaction, and he explained cheerfully, "This wine has the effect of repelling insects and evil spirits, so it's rare to drink a glass."

"Qingqing doesn't seem to be able to drink enough~" Xue Qing didn't expect his drinking capacity to be so low. He obviously felt that he was still sane, but his head was indeed dizzy.

"It's a man, you can't say... no!"

Xue Qing stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Uncle Chen.

But I found that the fingers in front of me seemed to have double images.

Xue Qing:?

He shook his head to try to wake himself up, but this shaking of his head made him even more dizzy, and he was even taken around in a circle.

After staggering a few times, Xue Qing only felt that he had bumped into a sandalwood-scented embrace.

But the chest was hard, he subconsciously grabbed the man's skirt, and someone slightly hugged his back to help him stabilize his body.

Xue Qing raised his eyes, and the monk with red moles and phoenix eyes was also looking down at him.

Probably he was really drunk.

Xue Qing thought so.

Not only did the hand holding Fa Hai's skirt not loosen, but it tightened even more.

He was about to lean forward dizzily, but his legs suddenly felt more unbearable heat.

There was even a burning pain, which almost made Xue Qing kneel down unexpectedly.

Fortunately, the hand that was always on his waist wrapped around his waist in time.

"My leg..." Xue Qing bit her lip.

The pain brought back a little clarity in his eyes, and thinking about the effect of the wine that Uncle Chen said earlier, it also had the effect of repelling insects and evil spirits, Xue Qing had a bad feeling in his heart.

He looked at Uncle Chen who was already dazed beside him, and asked in a trembling voice, "Uncle, what kind of wine is this wine?"

Uncle Chen didn't expect Xue Qing to have such a big reaction after drinking this small glass of wine. Hearing Xue Qing's question, he replied blankly: "It's just realgar wine."

Seeing Xue Qing's complexion change instantly, Uncle Chen became even more flustered.

"What's wrong with this wine? Can't you drink...?"

Xue Qing only felt that his legs were about to melt, and he couldn't restrain himself from turning back into his original shape.

If this continues, he will turn into a snake tail in front of Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen!

But now he can't move at all.

It was difficult for Xue Qing to turn the corner with his dull brain soaked in alcohol, but Xue Qing was still in a hurry when his body suddenly flew into the air.

Surprised by this sudden movement, Xue Qing let out a low cry, and in order to maintain his balance, Xue Qing reached out and climbed onto Fa Hai's neck.

Fa Hai actually hugged him directly.

"Jiujiu!?"

Jiujiu, who was almost thrown off, quickly flapped his wings to catch up.

The indifferent and quiet tall monk embraced the drunk young man in Tsing Yi.

Xue Qing is tall and slender, and now she looks even smaller in Fa Hai's arms, shrinking into Fa Hai's arms.

Feeling the trembling of the person in his arms, Fa Hai took out a hand and lightly stroked Xue Qing's hair to comfort him.

Fa Hai nodded to Uncle Chen who was still stunned and said, "He's drunk, I'll take him back to the room first."

Fa Hai carried Xue Qing, who was still frowning in his arms, back to the house.

The door of the room was closed, and the little yellow bird, which was still struggling to catch up, was mercilessly shut out of the door.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!—" The little yellow bird almost ran into the closed door.

Uncle Chen, who was still there, watched them go back to the house and close the door, paused for three or four seconds, then turned to look at Aunt Chen who had been quietly watching from the sidelines.

"Qingqing became so drunk so quickly?" Uncle Chen patted his head guiltily, "I should have poured less."

"I'll get them some hangover soup."

Uncle Chen turned around as he spoke, and after taking two steps forward, Aunt Chen stopped him.

"Don't disturb Qingqing's rest." Aunt Chen pointed outside, "I'm coming to discuss the sacrifice soon, you have to make preparations first."

"Ah, I almost forgot about this, look at my memory!"

Uncle Chen slapped himself on the forehead again, and hurried to get ready.

After arriving in the house, Fa Hai put Xue Qing on the bed.

But Xue Qing's arms were still tightly wrapped around Fa Hai's neck, and he refused to get off.

Like a climbing flower, it is incredibly soft and light.

But the seemingly weak stem is tightly locked, and the person who is climbing does not want to move.

So Xue Qing returned to Fa Hai's lap again.

"pain……"

Xue Qing no longer realized what he was talking about, so he couldn't help humming.

His legs were still hot and painful, Xue Qing wanted to just turn into a snake like this, but his magic power was also confused.

What's more, the alcoholism and pain in his mind are messing with him now, making him even more confused.

"Leg hurts?"

The shoulders were hugged, and the warm palms gently caressed Xue Qing's legs.

"Ah."

Xue Qing responded in a low voice, allowing himself to bury his face in the man's chest, with the tip of his nose against his muscles.

Warm breath spray.

Sandalwood smells nice.

Perhaps because of drinking, Xue Qing's behavior became much bolder.

In normal times, not to mention letting him just lie in the arms of the monk, even meeting Fa Hai's eyes would have made him awkward for a while.

Now that he was drunk and in pain, Xue Qing was dizzy, no matter what day or night, he just wanted to hide, so that he could feel better.

He knew he was drunk.

But so what?

Just let him get drunk a little longer.

Xue Qing buried her even tighter.

Fa Hai tentatively used spells to relieve the discomfort in Xue Qing's legs, but just as he gathered a little magic power, Xue Qing's legs trembled more violently in his arms, and the fingers holding his clothes were also tightened.

"pain."

The person buried in his arms made a muffled sound, and there was a hint of crying in the lowered voice.

Very pitiful.

Fa Hai had no choice but to stop his mana, and only touched Xue Qing's leg lightly with his hand, which made Xue Qing feel better.

In the next second, Xue Qing's bent legs disappeared, and at the same time, a huge green snake tail appeared.

It's like a mermaid out of water, but the fish's tail has become a snake's tail.

Different from Xue Qing's harmless face, the snake tail covered in blue is huge and full of power.

It seemed as if the beast could be easily strangled with just a slight tightening.

Under the penetrating sunlight, the densely packed snake scales flowed with magnificent and gorgeous brilliance, like an ancient and mysterious dream, revealing a beautiful but dangerous atmosphere.

But at this time, the tail of the snake slowly encircled the man beside him.

The gorgeous and dangerous blue snake tail is entangled with the indifferent monk in cassock.

The monk's face was as cold as jade, and the red mole on his forehead was as red as blood, but he was holding a beauty with bright red almond eyes in his arms.

He was entangled in the snake's tail, but he loved it.