Chapter 37: Night drink

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The battle between Duan Chongxuan and Cheng Tianyu, whether it is ornamental or reference value, has reached the highest level of the Folding Club so far.
It is more suitable as a storytelling material to enrich the cultural life of Yecheng people.
Cheng Tianyu became famous in his youth, and he took the sword of the Qing dynasty sword and sent him to the world.
Duan Chongxuan is nominally a disciple of Juggernaut, but more is recognized as a relative of Mr.
The gossip of the saints cannot be said indiscriminately, but the stories of these young geniuses are very interesting talks.
Some people also noticed the shadow of the other four people behind the battle.
So this is more like a confrontation between the Qingjianjian and the Yashan.
No matter what it is like outside, this night, the protagonists of the story sit on the roof and drink the moonlight in Yecheng.
Duan Chongxuan feels that this is the most enjoyable day of his life.
It’s unbelievable, and it’s a big white.
So he bought three wine bowls, and the three altars were ‘drunk to leave the fairy.’
Yin Yue will not drink alcohol. To be exact, he has never drunk.
But today he is equally open-minded, and he also yearns for the pride of the three brothers' sorrowful rivers and lakes.
Luo Mingchuan sat next to him, even though he was holding a large porcelain bowl, and he was sitting in a correct position, and his robes were not chaotic. It was a gentleman's temperament - if he could ignore the thin red ears.
Too close, I can hear the breathing of people around me and feel the cool body temperature.
This reminded him of the alley that day, and the younger brother helped him back to Qiuhu.
Fortunately, Duan Chongxuan’s intermittent sound came, so that it would not be too obvious.
Duan Chongxuan has been lying on the roof, holding the jar and leaning his legs.
He seems to be immersed in the moonlight, and his words are upside down.
"I’m a smoldering wolf, I actually made it out, how can I make it out... I always thought that I couldn’t do it. It’s really my son’s son, it’s really my own... I admire myself...爹Ah, I miss you..."
Yin Yue thinks that he is really shameful.
How old is the person, drunk and yelling.
If this appearance is seen by the girls in Yecheng, there is no need to worry about travel problems.
Luo Mingchuan just shook his head with a smile.
Duan Chongxuan suddenly stood up and went to the cornice.
The night wind blew his clothes and danced, and the sleeves flew, like going back to the wind.
He is facing the moon, his tongue is clear, and the tone is sung correctly.
"Linyi and resentment, Deng Chongzhen and hurt far... When the time is oblique left, the north and the south are south; the white dew is empty, the moon is flowing, the Shen Qi Qizhang, the diligent Chen articles..."
Just as Yin Yin thought he was awake, he planted it from the eaves.
After a while, the ambiguous voice came, "I'm fine--"
Then he opened the door and closed the door.
So there are only two people left on the roof, and a bright moon.
The wind of the summer night blew the smell of the water and the mud of the autumn lake.
In the vicinity is the autumn lake with floating light and gold, and the distance is the high-rise streets and warm yellow lights of Yecheng.
This kind of night scene and the evening wind are enough to make people forget all the troubles.
Even after dawn, the road to practice is still far and difficult, and the crisis in the dark is still there, but what about it?
There is a drink nowadays drunk.
Yin Yue did not use the real yuan wine, there has been a slight intoxication.
He originally planned to talk to Luo Mingchuan after the third round of the Folding Club, because he had previously said that his eyes were wrong and his mood was a problem.
But perhaps it is a brave man, he suddenly feels that it is better to hit the sun.
Luo Mingchuan only saw people around him put down the wine bowl, looking at his eyes in positive colors. "Let's talk."
He glanced and said, "Okay."
"Brother, have you been in a bad mood recently?"
Luo Mingchuan felt that this person must be drunk, but he had no choice but to smile. "No."
If you are fully awake, you will never say so straightforwardly.
"Impossible! Eyes can't fool people!"
Luo Mingchuan’s smile is stiff on his face.
He drank a bowl of wine, and ‘drunken fairy’ had a bitter taste in his mouth.
The younger brother actually noticed...how can it?
Sure enough, is he underestimating his younger brother? It seems that I have to be more careful in the future.
He knew that his mood was no problem, he just began to practice the second weight of Garan.
Zheng Yu’s killing is certainly a curse, but it is not enough to shake his heart.
What really made him feel the crisis was that he was unable to confront the will of the big men with his current strength and protect his brother from harm.
The method of Garan's technique is very embarrassing, and it is impossible for him to believe that this is the orthodox Buddhist practice.
But since this is the fastest way to enter the country today, he has no choice.
Luo Mingchuan looked at Yin Yiyue’s eyes.
The night is as deep as the ink, not as deep as his twilight, he said,
"Teacher, I am not in a bad mood, and there is nothing."
Yin Yi feels that he really drank too much, but he was dizzy for a moment.
But no, just no, he is relieved without him.
He filled himself with wine and looked at the bright moon in the sky. He remembered that the night came back from the school, and the moon was so bright, like a clear silver plate.
Since the entry of the mountain into the WTO, there have been many things on this road, both big and small. He met a lot of people, and he was not happy, but also admire.
But there are companions who are fighting together. There are brothers and sisters who wait for him to go back. They don’t know where in the world, there is a cheap master who does big things.
This is good, he doesn't know how to describe this.
It seems that here, he really lived in the ordinary.
He is very happy. Happy to drink in a bowl and a bowl.
The moon has become a ghost in his eyes.
He didn't want to go anyway, 'The good friends in the early stage went together, and the later betrayed a knife.'
Luo Mingchuan is a companion, not a protagonist.
He also doesn't want to be a villain. He wants to live well in this world.
At this time, the more Yin Yin did not know, life is alive, many things are not human.
Yecheng is in the north of the South China Sea. The temperature difference between day and night is extremely great. After the child, the chill in the night wind is heavier.
Yin Yin began to feel cold, but did not run the consciousness of the real yuan, but felt that drinking is very warm.
When he found out that his jar was empty, he consciously grabbed the next person.
The cool breath suddenly came into my arms, and Luo Mingchuan was stunned.
The people around him took the jar and quit, and Luo Mingchuan held his hand.
Perhaps the night wind is too sick, he actually heard his voice tremble,
"Teacher, you are drinking alcohol, you can't drink any more."
The more Yin Yin felt the temperature coming from the finger, and the warmth enveloped the whole body, familiar and inexplicable.
His last consciousness stayed... it was really warm.
Luo Mingchuan stood stiffly on the eaves.
The moonlight fell on the people in the arms, three thousand white light shining, the color is cold as heavy as the building.
Only a thin lip is a bit red, such as white snow red plum, burning and moving.
With a clear wine and chill, the Huai Li people muttered to himself with their eyes closed.
Luo Mingchuan was closer, only to hear what he was saying.
He was silent after listening.
The lights of the far-off lights are extinguished, and the night is full of silence, and the moonlight is brighter.
His voice is floating in the wind,
"Teacher, I am going to protect you all the time in my life."