Chapter 95: Old Wine in the Body

When two old bastards who had not seen each other for decades met, they not only did not get a trace of separation, but also talked about family matters very familiarly, which surprised Zhao Yan and Han Da, who were beside him.

After chatting for about half an hour, the two seemed to be unhappy. Old Gou Wu simply sat on the ground, shoulder to shoulder with Master Luo Jiu, smoking a spicy cigar in one bite, and his forgetful look made Zhao Yan shake his head. He originally thought that only the little girl would be gnawed together all day long, but he didn't expect that this old man who had lived for most of his life would have endless secrets to talk about.

"You are very strong." The silly man stood aside and suddenly said seriously at Zhao Yan.

"Yes, it's strong like a cow."

Zhao Yan raised his lips, remembering that there was this silly man among the people who teased him before, and his tone immediately smelled of gunpowder: "What about you, what else can you do except stand here like a meat bag?"

The silly man was stunned, as if he thought about it seriously, and then he said, "You are mocking me."

"Haha, there is a saying that a person's appearance is inversely proportional to his IQ. It seems that you are the most intelligent person." Zhao Yan laughed loudly, extremely presumptuous.

"I want to wrestle your arm." The silly man said with an ugly face tense and still lacking expression.

"War wrestling? Haha, didn't you want to smash me into a meat pie just now?" Zhao Yan clattered his finger and said provocatively: "Why would you open my eyes? What's the capital you have to be full of confidence when you shout!"

The silly man looked at Zhao Yan in a daze, then stretched out his finger, pointed to the two people who were having a good time on the ground, and said, "I won't fight with you, I will wrestle your wrists." It turns out that this guy regarded Zhao Yan as his own person.

"Grass." Zhao Yan felt like he wanted to cry but couldn't cry. He spat hard, then sat cross-legged alone, and began to regulate his somewhat tired body, and he was too lazy to care about this stupid man anymore.

"You mock me, I want to wrestle your wrists." The big silly man squatted down and said unyieldingly.

"You are the reincarnated stinky fart king of Tang Monk!"

Zhao Yan was about to collapse and suddenly turned over and punched the big man in the belly. Dong! Zhao Yan used 50% of his strength to use his full strength because he was afraid of killing this guy.

"Peng."

The big man suddenly got punched and took three steps back before he could barely stop his body. He saw no pain. He rubbed his stomach and smiled and said, "You are so strong. I, the big guy, admire the strongest person the most."

"Um?"

Looking at the man as solid as a bear in front of him, Zhao Yan was stunned and sighed inwardly: "What a strong ability to resist attacks. Although this punch did not exert force, it was at least five or six thousand pounds. This guy resisted me with one punch, and he was like nothing happened! It seems that this guy is also a pervert, so he has to keep it a little."

Zhao Yan shook his head, ignored him, and walked straight towards Master Luo Jiu.

"Let's go, we'll go to the next room first to remove the corpse poison from you, and then tell you in detail." Wu Laogou and the others seemed to be talking about something important. Master Luo Jiu was listening with relish. When he heard the key point, he suddenly saw Zhao Yan coming over, and Wu Laogou changed his words.

"This is my brother. If you have something to say, you can say nothing and say nothing, don't beat around the bush?" Mr. Luo Jiu has a bad temper, so how could he stand Wu Laogou's way of ruling.

"Okay, smell what this is." Old Gou Wu's face was completely gloomy. He stared at Zhao Yan with a dead fish eye, then took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, unscrewed the peach wood plug on it, and handed it to Master Luo Jiu's nose.

"Wine! What a delicious wine!" Luo Jiuye frowned, then his eyes lit up, as if he had seen the huge treasure, and he reached out to grab it from Wu Laogou's hand.

"This wine is so fragrant." Zhao Yan, who was standing beside him, also exclaimed.

"Don't rob, listen to me tell you the origin of this wine, it's not too late to drink it." Old Dog Wu's drooping eyes flashed under his drooping eyes, as if he had caught the scene that Zhao Yan had just coveted. He smiled softly, and then he avoided Master Luo's hand without any haste and walked straight out of the house.

"What kind of birds are there to sell? I smoke all my cigarettes, but I don't drink your wine. Damn, it's better not to let me see your woman, otherwise I will have to rush up and make a storm before I will give up."

Master Luo Jiu stood up angrily, and with Zhao Yan's support, he finally limped away from the strange dark room.

Apart from the dark room, the few people walked around and walked around, and then came to a bluestone tiled house. Old Gou Wu took the lead in entering the house. The big man opened the old-fashioned electric light. With the dim light, the few people finally sat on the warm kang.

Old Gou Wu and Zhao Yan looked at each other.

The silly man nodded very seriously.

"Haha, I'm kidding, cough, my corpse poison has not healed yet, I'm weak." Master Luo Jiu noticed that the atmosphere was wrong and quickly beat him up. The few people immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

When Zhao Yan mentioned the corpse poison, he remembered that the previous corpse poison had not been finished. He immediately turned over to the bed, raised his energy and concentrated his mind again, and began to nourish the acupoints for Master Luo Jiuyun, and forced out the corpse poison.

"Tell me what the origin of this wine is. I'm almost greedy!" Master Luo Jiu urged impatiently.

"First of all, this wine has a history of two or three hundred years and has been properly sealed in the wine cellar during this period, so it is so fragrant." Wu Laogou introduced slowly: "But it is also a recent thing that I got this bottle of wine."

Master Luo Jiu nodded repeatedly when he heard this.

Anyone who knows wine knows that the older the wine, the more fragrant it is. Old wine like Wu Laogou who has been stored for hundreds of years usually only has half a bottle left, and the other half is evaporated. The rest is mellow wine, which is hard to find.

"And, drinking my wine can prolong life. Such a small bottle can increase lifespan by at least ten years!" Wu Laogou said slutically, shaking the porcelain bottle in his hand.

"Longevity?"

Master Luo Jiu suddenly burst into laughter, as if he scoffed at Wu Laogou's words: "Don't pretend to be a god. Do you think this wine is a fairy wine and can also increase a person's life span for nothing."

"Believe it or not." Wu Laogou did not refute, and directly took back the bottle in his hand and began to make no sound.

At this time, the big man from Han came in from outside, took some glutinous rice and some Chinese herbs in his hand, applied a layer of glutinous rice to Master Luo Jiu's wound, and then carefully scrubbed with Chinese medicine juice. After a while, Zhao Yan also withdrew his hand. He had already forced out the corpse poison completely. As long as he did not exercise vigorously, he would be fine for two days of cultivation.

When the big man went out, Wu Laogou winked at him. The big man nodded. Soon after leaving, he brought a blue and white porcelain vase, which was sealed with a layer of glutinous rice mud.

Master Luo Jiu was shocked, knowing that the highlight was coming. When the big man was putting the celadon bottle on the kang, Master Luo Jiu rubbed and looked at it, and finally shouted with a trembling trembling: "This thing is something from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. What's even more rare is the official kiln. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Old dog, why don't I sell it for you and just give me a 10% tap." Mr. Luo Jiu liked it more and more.

"Hmph, a foolish donkey without eyesight."

Wu Laogou's lips were extremely thin, which made him look even more mean: "The real value of this bottle lies in the wine inside him."

"liquor?"

Master Luo Jiu was stunned and shouted: "Is your old wine packaged in this antique bottle?"

"That's right, and this is the most rare old corpse fetus wine in legend." Wu Laogou raised a slight smile on his lips and said, "The bottom of this wine bottle is filled with a baby corpse fetus. Over the past few hundred years, the flesh and blood have been completely integrated into the wine. If a person drinks it, he can prolong his life. If he eats that corpse fetus, he can still bring back his life."

"Baby corpse fetus?" Zhao Yan was stunned.

"Don't listen to him fart. I have heard of this old corpse fetus wine. It is not a baby, but a white-haired monkey king." Master Luo Jiu cursed, as if he remembered a legend, and his expression became solemn: "But the effect of this wine is very consistent with the legend. I just don't know if the corpse fetus in the wine can really bring about a life of death?"

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At this time, Wu Laogou suddenly approached, and his face became more ferocious under the dim light. He only heard him sneer in a slutty voice: "Xiaojiu, do you think I am still a living person now?"
Chapter completed!