It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 75

Chapter 75

"You...why are you here?" Su Ying's voice lowered unconsciously.

Cheng Dalei shook his long gown, and stood in front of Su Ying with his hands behind his back: "Miss Su has something to do, so why not come, not to mention the little Fallen Leaf City, even the mountains of swords and seas of fire are here."

Su Ying lowered her head, her gaze fell on the coffin, and said slowly, "It's unlucky for a living person to sleep in a coffin."

"Pack it up." Cheng Dalei waved his hand: "Don't put the coffin in the courtyard, it will add bad luck to others."

Everyone started to get busy, moving out a jar of wine from the carriage.When everyone was busy, Cheng Dalei was ushered into the lobby of the house.

There was a stench coming from outside the yard, Su Ying smiled wryly, "Since that day, they have blocked the door with dung trucks, and we have no choice but to keep the door closed."

Cheng Dalei pinched his nose, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, let him settle it for a couple of days, and then the old and new ones will be settled together."

"Based on the few people you brought here, I'm afraid they won't be Du Mao's opponent." Su Ying paused slightly, and said with full expectation: "You can beat Du Mao?"

Cheng Dalei was a little embarrassed, as rumors spread outside, Su Ying inevitably had some misunderstandings about Cheng Dalei's strength.Maybe he really thought that Cheng Dalei knew the five thunders method, clairvoyance and ears.In fact, standing in front of Du Mao, Cheng Dalei was almost free.

"Miss Su, don't worry, someone has a clever plan."

Su Ying wanted to ask again, but suddenly found a sly smile on Cheng Dalei's face.

……

In late autumn, the sky is high and the air is crisp, and the sun sets lazily on people.

The leaves of the big locust tree were about to fall, and they drifted into the yard with the wind, and the smell of meat came from the yard.

Several big men were sitting together, with a stove in the middle, and several people were eating meat.The black dog is depilated, bled, chopped into large pieces, and boiled with pepper, ginger, and dogwood in a pot. The meat rolls at the bottom of the pot as the soup boils.The smell enters the nose, reaches the spring at the bottom of the feet, and reaches the top of the sky, making the whole body transparent.

Du Mao was sitting in the middle, his bowl was full of wine, and there were several wine jugs rolling under his feet, and he had already drunk how much.

"Brother is huge, drink so much, it's okay." A small man said.

"Ha, that's what you don't know. Brother, drink one bowl of wine and you will gain strength. After drinking two bowls, you will gain strength. When you are drunk, you will have a lot of strength. Back then, if you were fighting tigers, if you didn't have good wine to cheer you up." , it won’t be that happy.”

A sound of ridicule seemed to be ridiculing the little man's ignorance.The little man's face was hot, and he lowered his head and took a sip of his wine.

"Selling wine, good wine..."

At this moment, there were two cries of selling from outside the courtyard.Du Mao frowned: "Who is making noise here, please don't worry about our brother, go out and have a look at the scar."

The wine was half drunk, Scar stood up straight, the scar on his face was as red as soaked in blood.

"I'll go and see who is so closed-eyed!"

He pushed open the door, and saw a group of people around a corner a hundred steps away from the door, and the noise came from there.

In the middle of the crowd was a cart with a huge wooden barrel on it.The wine sellers were a young man and an old man, they looked like father and son.

When Scar walked over, the old man was pushing and shoving a hunchback.

"One hundred yuan for a bowl of wine, how can it be so expensive, are you a profiteer trying to trick me!" said the hunchback.

"Why are you so unreasonable? It was agreed in advance that a bowl of wine is one hundred cents, and those who can drink ten bowls in a row won't get any cents. You can't do it, and you obviously want to renege on your debt." The old man said with a bitter face.

"What a bad debt, I don't need money to go to restaurants in the city, what's the matter with drinking a bowl of wine from you?"

"Everyone, let's comment. We are a small business, and the whole family relies on me to sell wine for a living. Is this person obviously unreasonable?"

The hunchback blushed, and he didn't know if he was drunk or what. He raised his fist: "If you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that I will punch you to see the King of Hades."

Suddenly a hand behind him grabbed his wrist, the hunchback turned his head and struggled twice, feeling as if his wrist was pinched by a mountain bear.

When Scar came over, he had roughly understood what was going on. There were several wine bowls on the car, and there were a few drunken men around him.

And the hunchback obviously failed to drink ten bowls and wanted to renege on his debt.

Scar looked at the hunchback, and after only one glance, he didn't want to look any further, feeling nauseated all by himself.The hunchback was dressed in a coarse bunt, with a big hump on his back, a messy yellow beard on his chin, plasters on his temples, and messy pockmarks on his face.

It is not easy for a person to grow up like this.

Scar pushed the hunchback away, almost knocking the hunchback to the ground.

"If you are a good man, you have to admit it. If you really have the ability, you can drink ten bowls of wine. If you can't drink it, you will be paid."

The hunchback was pushed back, rubbed his red wrist, and said, "You are the one, you dare to meddle in other people's business, if you are capable, you can drink ten bowls in a row."

I don't know where this hunchback came from. I have never seen it before. Indeed, if I have seen such an ugly one before, I will definitely never forget it.He looks so ugly, and I don't know how his parents gave birth to him. Compared with him, he is simply handsome and burly.

"Come on, get me a bowl of wine!" Scar said.

The old man scooped out a bowl of wine from the barrel and handed it to Scar, gratefully said: "Thank you for this good man, this bowl of wine is my gift."

"What are you talking about? I can't afford you money. I'm going to drink ten bowls in a row today, and I have to pay for ten bowls."

Scar picked up the wine bowl and gulped it down.He knew it was broken as soon as he took it in. He didn't know how to make the wine. It didn't taste like wine, but it was like drinking fire.His throat was burning hot, and his limbs seemed to be on fire.

After drinking a bowl of wine, he felt his eyes were blurred, his body was swaying, and the wine bowl in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Haha, I'm scared, everyone sees that he's also scared." The hunchback yelled loudly.

Scar was angry from the bottom of his heart, and the evil turned to his guts. If he hadn't been worried about so many people watching, he would have given the hunchback a heart-warming blow and cleaned up the pickled goods for the world.

"My good man, it's fine if you can't drink, my drink is stronger."

"What do you mean you can't do it? You can't do it. I can do it very well."

That's what he said, but Scar knew he had had enough.It's a shame that the hunchback was laughing and laughing, constantly laughing at himself.

"Old man, I'll take you to a place where someone can drink your ten bowls of wine. I don't know if you dare to go." He said, Scar pointed to the yard behind the big locust tree.

Everyone knew who lived there, and some timid people in the crowd dispersed, not daring to provoke the people who lived there.

The old man was also afraid, he said: "Hero, we are a small business..."

"What are you afraid of, you won't lose a penny."

"Then can these people go together, otherwise the old man would not dare to go."

"Okay! I'll also show you what it means to be a real hero."

Dao Scar said something, seeing the hunchback trying to escape, he grabbed him and said, "Your mother alone can't leave."

(End of this chapter)