Mohualche nodded his head and said, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, Wei Xiaolang, there is really no more clever idea than this."

Wei Yang laughed and said, "But this is just a guess from me."

"Do you have another one?" Mohualche immediately said, "Brother Wei, although you are young, you are very interesting and interesting. Let's talk quickly, there is still a guess, what is that?"

Wei Yang Senran said: "Of course, I will adjust you and do something bad."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mohualche's huge figure had disappeared into the yard. With the blink of an eye, he whispered loudly dozens of feet away: "Brother Wei, thank you. When I catch this wine thief, I will thank you so much."

Wei Yang was going to shout, "Take your wine away." But the words were said, "Mr. Mohualche, I will save your dozen or so jars of good wine for you, so you will come and pick it up."

Mohualch laughed and said, "Cai, stay here, wait until the wine thief is caught, I will come to find Brother Wei to drink!"

have to.

He really refused to say "Give it to Wei Xiaolang"!

Wei Yang sighed, "If you have the ability, please leave that long sword."

How many taels of gold is there on the top?

Xiaohu looked at the dozen or so jars of fine wine, and was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

Wei Yang's eyes rolled and he thought to himself: "I only remember that Danqingsheng has the habit of being addicted to alcohol. Is it him this time? If it were him, it would probably be inseparable from the revenge of the Demon Cult? Since that's the case, why don't I try it? Who is teasing Mohualche, or is this guy pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger... Oh! I'm a tiger?"

So Xiaohu asked him to take the good wine to the kitchen. Wei Yang watched everyone go home before taking action.

He took the mud seal and felt that the wine was indeed very fragrant.

But he doesn't drink.

"My father loves to drink, and later he quits. He told me that drinking too much alcohol is harmful to the body and losing his composure in front of him. He always loses his moral character. He has no benefits except being uncomfortable. I have to keep remembering this sentence." Wei Yang murmured, squatting on the ground and taking out the poison given by Aunt Ye, taking out half of it and sprinkling it in all the wine jars. He stirred it hard for a while with a firewood stick, then covered it with a mud seal and placed it carefully next to the stove.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Wei Yang found some vegetables and put them in thoughtfully in the stove. If someone really wanted to die, they had to let them go.

Then continue practicing internal skills and go to bed until midnight.

Aunt Ye walked around the kitchen and looked at the more than a dozen jars of wine that were relatively inconspicuous.

She saw everything.

"This child is getting more and more cunning, and I don't know if it's a good or a bad thing." Aunt Ye took only a little food and sat down at the Ruizilin next to the kitchen. She was worried that Wei Yang only gave poison to the enemy who was unknown. "It's not safe, I still have to... well, I hope they can come, it's better to start."

Aunt Ye wanted to know what level Wei Yang's internal strength has reached now.

The moon is on the west willow, and two figures cross the low wall.

Aunt Ye smiled. Those two people are so embarrassed now.

They originally lived next door, but the next door has now been transformed into a wounded barracks by Weiyang.

They found another yard opposite, but they didn't expect that the yard was bought again.

"Damn it, it's so unlucky today." The two climbed over the wall and entered the kitchen, and as usual, they fed their fill first, and one cursed.

Another person looked through the dozen jars of good wine, and his index fingers were shaking.

He turned around and smiled, "Although we are not capable, we are also people in the world who are in high spirits. What do they do? The more people, the better the business of the boy, the less he realizes that we are monitoring him. This transaction is much better than working for the Eastern Right Envoy."

He touched his companion and said, "It's better to steal a jar of fine wine and see how he explains to that Mohualche."

Another scolded: "How can people not pay attention to this kind of good wine? That boy is a loyal person. Don't disturb him. We are going to be subordinates for that guy Jiabu again."

The two of them muttered, and had enough to eat and drink, and took some mutton. Suddenly they smelled the fragrance of the stove. They quickly opened it. When they took a look at the moonlight, they both cursed: "This guy enjoys so much, and he has prepared breakfast for himself at night!"

But the two of them didn't dare to act without action, so they just spit three saliva into the dish, and both smiled and said, "Let that kid enjoy my seasoning!"

The two sides went, and seeing the sky was getting light, Aunt Ye yawned, thinking that Xu would not bet with Mo Huaerche, and she was about to leave.

At this time, two figures jumped into the courtyard wall.

Under the moonlight, I saw a robe wearing a white background that was not known to be black or blue, and the hairpin turned out to be a brush.

The other one was wearing a robe with a bamboo joint pattern on white background and a sword in his hand.

"It's them?" Aunt Ye was surprised.

The two of them jumped into the yard, swaggered and looked at the two sides, and the one holding the sword smiled and said, "We should enjoy those dozen or so jars of high-quality wine."

The one who had the hairpin was a brush scolded in a low voice: "Fourth brother, that kid is a talent. He doesn't know who his master is. We must be careful, leave quickly, finish the work, and leave Hamiwei quickly."

"What are you afraid of?" the fourth brother said dissatisfied, "Jabub is really true. He went to serve the Dongfang Right Envoy, but asked us to deal with a child."

As he spoke, he frowned his nose and smelled it in the air, clapping his hands happily and said, "That Mohualche is also stupid. Turpan Khan wants to use him, but he actually thinks that it's just a joke..."

"Okay, then you go and get a jar of wine. We will ruin that kid and return Jiabu's favor. Then we will rush back to Hangzhou. We have stole a good book and are about to understand the true meaning of it." The man who called his fourth brother hesitated a little and sighed, "Forget it, we have to go to Shi Lingwei and Ding Jian. Dongfang Right Mission, we will subdue the two masters. I don't know where they are hiding. Hey, the good pen and ink painting were disturbed by the bloody world of the world."

Although he said these words, he pulled out his brush without hesitation and walked quickly towards the house where Wei Yang lived.

Aunt Ye's murderous intent appeared and quietly pulled out half of the iron sword.

The fourth brother said, "Why are you anxious? Let's go find him. Maybe, what mechanism does that kid have? Have you forgotten Bao Dachu? Let's go to the kitchen to wait for him. They all say that this guy is good at cooking, we have a good meal, and we have a good meal. When he gets up and washes, we will destroy his cultivation and repay Jiabu's favor, and he will not kill anyone. Wouldn't this be better?"

The companion hesitated and was pulled into the kitchen by the fourth brother. When he first entered the door, he also exclaimed: "It smells so good!"

"Okay, third brother, wait. I'll try the taste of these three steamed and three brewed wine first." The fourth brother was impatient and immediately said, "Yes, third brother, see what delicious food is there. We have worked very hard to travel all the days before."

The third brother sighed and had to go over and uncover the lid on the chopping board, look inside, and said, "I can't tell what's delicious."
Chapter completed!