Chapter 428 Two drunkards
With Gao Lan there, going out was just as smooth. The two quickly passed through the Ancient Road of the Human Emperor and the front hall, and left this secret realm.
"Let's go have a drink!" As soon as the water around him started to glow, Meng Qi's voice rang in his mind, and the world immediately spun around and he couldn't distinguish anything.
When he regained his sense of the outside world, he found that he was in an abandoned yard. The house was in disrepair, and the beams and eaves were covered with spider webs. Due to the winter, there were no weeds in sight.
Due to the time spent in Longtai, it was already dark at this time.
"What is this?" Meng Qi looked at Gao Lan next to him in confusion.
Gao Lan grabbed a few pieces of spider web at random, walked up the steps, crossed his legs and leaned against the pillar next to him, and magically took out several jars of wine, beef and other items: "I don't know where Jiangdong is, but just stay away from Longtai! Your home My daughter-in-law probably spreads the news, and it’s already a target of public criticism, so she can’t drink with confidence!”
My little daughter-in-law... Meng Qi's eyes twitched. He sat down opposite Gao Lan and casually opened the mud seal, smelling a strong aroma of wine.
Just the smell made Meng Qi's pores open, feeling both comfortable and intoxicated.
He knew that Gao Lan got the wine from mustard rings and the like, but he did not doubt what he said before about going out in a hurry and not bringing anything of value. With his crazy temperament, he could really bring only wine and food without bringing anything with him. Secret treasure.
"The name of the wine is 'Zui Xian'. There are not many wines that can make me drunk." Gao Lan looked like a lonely master.
Not to mention Gao Lan, at Meng Qi's level, even if he doesn't rely on Qi to relieve his hangover, his strong physical body alone makes it difficult for him to get drunk. Hearing this, he laughed and said: "Haha, everyone will get drunk if they are not drunk!"
"You're right. If you don't get drunk, you'll get drunk! Do it!" Gao Lan raised the wine jar in front of him and took a big gulp.
Meng Qi followed suit, and saw that the wine was golden, like amber, and he felt drunk before he even took it into his mouth.
A line of clear and sweet taste slid down his throat and fell into his stomach. Then, like a volcano erupting, the burning heat burned every part of Meng Qi's body, burning away the bruises and bruises, making him feel strong and refreshing.
Meng Qi's face turned red quickly as he was drunk, and he was already a little tipsy: "Good wine!"
Gao Lan drank several mouthfuls, chewed the beef, and said vaguely: "A few years ago, I suffered from some salty gas, and it was all thanks to the 'Drunken Immortal' that I managed to survive until dawn."
"Brother Gao, go ahead, I wish you the dragon to escape from the shallows and return to the sea!" Meng Qi mentioned the wine jar, "From now on, the world will only hear the name Gao Lan, and no one will know who the magician is."
Gao Lan laughed heartily and was very satisfied with Meng Qi's blessing. He took a few more sips and then tapped his lower lip and said, "If I have a choice, I would rather Han Guang is fine, or I would rather die after fighting him!"
"Little brother, do you think it's strange or not? Han Guang and I have known each other for many years, but we have never fought against each other!"
Meng Qi has always been interested in anecdotes about the world, and when he heard this, he asked curiously: "Brother Gao, you have been known together for so many years, but you are always on the same side?"
If it were him who really had such an unrivaled opponent, no matter how many mountains and rivers stood in his way, he would still have to go and meet for a while!
"I went south several times to look for him, but he came from the Nine Paths of Demons. His whereabouts were mysterious and hidden, so I never ran into him. Later, later..." Gao Lan suddenly felt a little startled.
He raised the jar of wine, took a swig, and changed the subject: "Little brother, is the Luo Jiao woman your little wife?"
"No, Brother Gao, you misunderstood..." Just as Meng Qi was about to explain, Gao Lan shook his head and said, "The Luo Jiao demon girl's mind is unpredictable, eccentric and changeable, and she can only seduce people, but if you marry her, you're afraid It’s inappropriate to be unable to surrender, but there are other confidants?”
"No, no." Meng Qi hurriedly denied.
Gao Lan's eyes widened: "You are also at the top of the list of people, uh, at the top of the list of people, right? How come you don't have a few confidants?"
He had been imprisoned for many years and had only recently escaped secretly. He had no idea about the current ranking, but how cultivated he was. If you take a look at Meng Qi, you could roughly understand his strength and know that he could be ranked at the top of the ranking.
"It's really not true. I have a very upright character, a chivalrous spirit, and a warm heart..." The 'Drunken Immortal' is really powerful. Meng Qi was already a little drunk. "It's just that two of the close friends in life and death happen to be women."
"That's okay, let's talk about it." Gao Lan said vaguely.
"One is the legitimate daughter of a top aristocratic family. She is both talented and beautiful. She looks cold but is actually naughty..." Meng Qi babbled while holding the wine jar.
Gao Lan clicked his tongue: "The top aristocratic families have the most rules, and I know them much better than you. If you marry her, hey, you will suffer. If it's not right, what about the other one?"
"There is another one who is a direct descendant of a great master of martial arts. He is extremely talented, radiant, has a sword in mind, is straightforward in his actions, cheerful and generous..." Meng Qi grabbed a piece of dried beef and ate it.
Gao Lan had already drained the jar of wine: "It sounds like he is obsessed with martial arts. He is a Taoist couple rather than a romantic partner. That's not right."
Meng Qi was inevitably a little annoyed after being told that it was inappropriate three times in a row. Is this what you can say casually about my little friend?
"Brother Gao, you always say something is inappropriate. I'm afraid you have some standards of 'appropriateness' in your heart." Meng Qi retorted.
Gao Lan patted the wine jar: "Of course!"
"She is beautiful, noble but not arrogant. She treats everyone equally regardless of whether she is rich or poor. She has a compassionate and compassionate heart. She also has a small temper. She is occasionally coquettish and often does things that make people laugh. She seems to be a woman who cannot bear hardships, but Through ups and downs, hardships and hardships, I never saw her complain..."
"...I hurt her..."
As he spoke, Gao Lan's facial muscles twisted and his eyes turned red, as if he was about to cry.
Meng Qi was not very drunk. Just as he was about to persuade him, Gao Lan gulped down a mouthful of wine: "A real man should shed blood but not tears!"
He put down the wine jar, took a breath and said: "But, I can sing wildly instead of crying!"
He patted the ground and said in a rough voice:
"A hundred years of time is just a dream of a butterfly. Looking back at the past is regrettable."
"Today is spring, tomorrow the flowers will wither, and I will punish myself by extinguishing the lights at midnight."
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"Life is limited, how many Double Ninth Festivals have I missed?"
He was singing "Autumn Thoughts", which Meng Qi had heard in his previous life. It was a Yuan Dynasty song. Although Gao Lan's singing was average, he was sincere and sentimental. His rough voice made the autumn wind more chilly and the autumn mood more desolate. People who listened to him couldn't help but drink the beat and sing the sorrow in their hearts, or miss their hometown, or miss old people.
The relatives and friends of the previous life will never meet again, and the friends of this life will also be separated by life and death. Meng Qi was infected by Gao Lan's crazy singing and crying, and with the rising of alcohol, he also clapped the rhythm, held up the wine jar, and drank and sang along.
Gao Lan slowly stood up, holding the wine jar, and staggered out, pouring wine while pointing at the waxing moon and singing:
"... I am afraid that dusk will suddenly come again, how can I be sad again if I am not sad, new tears cover old tears, and the heartbroken remember the heartbroken..."
The song that should have been heartbreaking was sung by him like a wolf's howl, which made it even more sad.
Meng Qi was drunk and was also triggered to be sad. He stood up, stumbled and followed, and sang at the top of his voice:
"... I am afraid that dusk will suddenly come again... The heartbroken remember the heartbroken!"
The two drank and sang, sang and drank, and went out of the yard and fell against the wall at the entrance of the alley.
There was an inn nearby, and the second and third floors were booked. In a room, a girl with a fair face and dignified appearance was looking at her father with worry, and the maid next to her was trembling with fear, not daring to make any noise.
"... I am afraid that dusk will suddenly come again... The heartbroken remember the heartbroken..." The sad and rough vague singing voice came, and the middle-aged man who was pacing with his hands behind his back frowned slightly.
The girl turned back and signaled the maid to open the window to see what was happening below.
The maid went to the window, stuck her head out, and looked in the direction of the sound: "Miss, it's two drunkards howling."
"Two drunkards?" The young lady came over in confusion and looked intently. She saw two people half lying and half sitting at the entrance of the alley on the left. One had a beard on his face and his age could not be seen, and the other seemed to be a young man. There were several jars of wine in front of them, and they sang wildly from time to time.
"Miss, do you want me to go down and remind them that it's late at night and disturbing people's sweet dreams?" The maid said cautiously.
"No need." The middle-aged man said, "When a person is about to die, why do you still care about these things?"
"Dad..." The girl cried.
The middle-aged man sighed: "It was my father who provoked a powerful enemy. I will give my life to them so as not to implicate you and your mother. After tonight, you and your mother will go to Shendu to seek refuge with your aunt. She still has some face..."
"How powerful are they? Can they compare with the Six Gates?" The girl twisted her hands into a ball.
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said: "It was my father who made a mistake. If this matter is exposed to the Six Gates, he will die. Moreover, you will face revenge, which will cause endless troubles. It is better to give up this life in exchange for your peace."
The girl was about to speak when she heard the maid tremblingly say: "Come, come."
She looked back and found that a group of people came from another street. They were all wearing black robes and looked fierce. The leader was terrible and seemed to be very powerful.
"Hehe, at least three of them can easily kill my father..." The middle-aged man seemed to have lost his strength and could only rely on his will to support him.
The girl's tears fell, not knowing what to do.
"... I'm afraid that dusk will suddenly come again... The heartbroken remember the heartbroken..." The team of black-clothed men passed the alley and suddenly heard the sound of wild singing.
The leader frowned: "Two drunkards, it's really unlucky. Beat them up and throw them far away, so that they won't see us doing it. If they resist..."
He gestured, indicating that they should be killed without mercy.
Immediately, several men ran over, drew their swords and were about to teach Meng Qi and Gao Lan a lesson.
Meng Qi looked at them drunkenly: "What are you doing here?"
"What? Hey, I'll make sure you don't have to get drunk again in your life." A man laughed sinisterly.
The middle-aged man saw this scene and didn't know whether to cry or laugh: "These two drunkards really asked for it..."
The girl's eyes were blurred with tears. She looked over and suddenly saw a knife light up, shining silver and white, spreading like a dragon.
When the light faded, including the leader who was several feet away, there were corpses lying on the ground, and only the drunk with the knife stumbled back.
"Gao, Brother Gao, how come they suddenly lost their true energy?" This was the most satisfying time Meng Qi killed people with one knife. With just one move, he wiped out the opponent.
Gao Lan laughed: "Dai, Dai Tianshen Fist... If I let them not have it, they will never dare to have it!"
"Good, good boxing..." Meng Qi's heroic spirit surged, and he took another sip of wine, "Change the song, change the song, what's the point of always being sad, Jiang, people in the rivers and lakes, have their own heroic spirit!"
He clapped his hands and sang: "The sea laughs, the tides on both sides..."
Gao Lan listened to it, and although he thought the song was strange, he felt more interesting, and followed and sang: "... The waves washed away the beauty of the world..."
"The breeze laughed..." The song reached the ears of the middle-aged man and the girl, awakening them from their daze.
"Daddy, do you want to thank them?" The girl said stupidly.
The middle-aged man breathed out: "No need, these worldly experts are playing in the world of mortals, and they hate to be bothered the most."
"The common people laugh..." Meng Qi and Gao Lan finished singing in unison, feeling relaxed and looking at each other with a smile.
Gao Lan patted his thigh and said, "Little brother, I, I haven't met such a compatible friend for a long time, let's sworn sworn friends! Come, let's sworn sworn friends!"
"Okay, okay." Meng Qi struggled to open his eyes, no longer knowing what he was doing.