The wine was drunk from half afternoon to evening, and the noodles were changed three times, and dozens of jars of rice wine with great potential were drunk.

Dahei and He Laosan collapsed on the chair drunk, talking nonsense, and soon they slept soundly. No one cared about them because others were not much better.

Although the barefoot old ghost had a strong internal strength, he was still shaking his head and followed Yang Jin and Pin Yuren to the guest room for rest.

Du Yong's legs were weak and his head was buzzing. He was supported by Lingling and Qingyao and went to the backyard to rest.

It was only a few steps to go to the backyard, but it was very difficult to walk because Du Yong could not use any force at all and his body was dead. Lingling and Qingyao helped him very hard and swayed left and right.

When he was going up the steps, Lingling was overwhelmed and was torn and almost fell to the ground. She couldn't help but complain, "Young Master, can you use some force?"

"hey-hey!"

Du Yong smiled at her foolishly, his mouth full of alcohol.

Lingling rolled her eyes and was unable to complain.

Qingyao couldn't stand the strong smell of alcohol, and slapped the wind with her hands and suggested, "Lingling, you have to take a shower for the young master first, otherwise the smell of alcohol will fill the entire backyard, and we will not be able to sleep well by then."

Lingling had a bitter face: "Young master has basically lost his mind like this. How can you take a bath? Besides, alcohol is drunk in your stomach, and your breath will smell alcohol. How can you take a bath? "

Qingyao said, "We can sprinkle more petals to press down on the wine, and the young man will sleep better after taking a bath."

Lingling had no choice but to nod and work hard with Qingyao to help Du Yong into the bathroom and let him sit on the stool.

Next, he acted separately. Qingyao looked at Du Yong and did not let him walk around or fall to the ground. Lingling went to prepare hot water and petals.

It takes time to burn hot water. There are no servants at home for the time being, so Lingling has to work harder. During this period, Qingyao was bored and chatted with Du Yong.

"Young Master?" Qingyao gently patted Du Yong's cheek, wanting him to wake up.

"Um?"

Although Du Yong responded, he was still drunk.

Seeing this, Qingyao did not take pictures again and said curiously: "Young Master, who is this ghost brother?"

Du Yong burped first, then smiled foolishly, and replied mysteriously: "Brother Gui, but a celebrity in the world, you'll scare you to death when you say it."

Qingyao became more and more curious and asked, "Who is it?"

Du Yong shook his head: "I can't say that he is my sworn brother, and I can't reveal his identity."

Qingyao shook Du Yong's right hand and said coquettishly: "Young master, please tell me, I know the importance of it, I won't tell you."

Du Yong looked at her sideways and said alertly: "Really? But Zhang Wuji's mother said, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will be able to lie. You are so beautiful, you must have lie."

Qingyao was praised for her beauty and felt very happy and curious: "Who is Zhang Wuji? Who is his mother?"

Du Yong was so leisurely that he was a storyteller: "Zhang Wuji, he is not simple. His growth process is tortuous and bizarre. His indecisive personality is very popular with women. Let me do it, Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo, Xiao Zhao, Yin Li, it's funny!"

Qingyao became more and more confused as she heard it, but seeing Du Yong a little indignant, she did not go into the story in depth, and felt both angry and funny: "Young master, do you envy Zhang Wuji very much, do you envy him for so many women who like it?"

Du Yong did not refute and said without any shame: "Of course!"

Qingyao was speechless and was stunned for a while before saying, "Young Master, let's talk about Zhang Wuji and his mother. No, now it should be about Brother Gui's affairs. You just talk about it, my son, I'm so curious."

Du Yong burped again and said carelessly: "Brother Gui, he is a master on the blacklist and had a great reputation in his early years."

Qingyao tilted her head and thought for a while, guessing: "Is it a barefoot old ghost?"

Du Yong was stunned: "How do you know?"

Qingyao was a little happy when she guessed, and laughed: "When I was serving the food, I saw his feet with my own light. She had such a big pair of feet and was on the blacklist, so there should be only barefoot old ghost."

Du Yong glanced at her: "The little girl is so amazing, I thought you had never heard of him."

Qingyao asked in confusion: "But young master, how could the barefoot old ghost become sworn brothers with you?"

Du Yong answered the question: "You are a friend who has forgotten his age."

Qingyao smiled and said, "I'm not asking about my age, but about why you have become sworn brothers."

Du Yong said oh, paused, and replied again: "In Youmang Mountain, we will deal with the people of the Holy Dan Sect together, and finally defeated Elder Wei of the Holy Dan Sect and ran away in panic."

"ah?"

Qingyao was shocked when she heard this and said in confusion: "No, young master, according to rumors in the world, the barefoot old ghost and Mao Shiba should be dealing with Elder Wei in Youmang Mountain."

Du Yong grinned, patted his chest, and said proudly: "I am Mao Shiba!"

Qingyao's eyes widened on the spot. She never thought that Mao Shiba was Du Yong.

On the list of talents in the world, there are only eighteen that are mysterious. The dragon is not as close as the head, but the tail is even more mysterious than Zhang San.

Qingyao stared at Du Yong: "Young Master, are you really Mao Shiba?"

Du Yong snorted: "Of course! He actually doubted me."

"Young master is so awesome!"

Qingyao gave a thumbs up and praised it, then asked again: "Young Master, I heard that Mao Shiba and the barefoot old ghost stole the ancient tomb. Is it true?"

Du Yong did not answer the conversation anymore. Because he was a little dizzy, he shook his head hard and ordered: "Give me a whole pot of water, and my mouth is dry."

Qingyao did not get an answer, a little disappointed, but did not ask, but got up to get the water.

After bringing the water, Qingyao found that Du Yong had fallen to the ground, snoring loudly and sleeping soundly.

"Young Master!"

Qingyao hurried to help Du Yong, but her strength was too small, so she could only barely help Du Yong sit on the ground, and she couldn't let go, otherwise Du Yong would fall down again immediately.

In this case, Qingyao first fed Du Yong some water, and then asked in a low voice: "Young Master, will I lose some true energy for you?"

Du Yong did not answer, but still snored.

Seeing this, Qingyao took a deep breath, put his right palm on his back, and began to transport true energy and circulate throughout his body.

Du Yong's body shook violently, as if he was shocked by electric shock, but he immediately returned to calm.

After a while, Lingling came over with a bucket. Seeing this situation, she said in surprise: "Qingyao, what are you doing?"

Qingyao was shocked, subconsciously retracted her right palm and quickly explained: "When I took the water, the young master fell to the ground, and I could only support him like this."

Lingling put down the steaming bucket, squatted down and looked at Du Yong, and said suspiciously: "Really?"

Qingyao nodded vigorously: "Of course it's true!"

Lingling said again: "Why is the young master's face squirming?"

Qingyao looked at Du Yong's face and said lightly: "He is drunk, of course he will do this."

Lingling didn't delve further, picked up a towel and handed it to Qingyao, then collapsed on the chair: "This bucket of water is very heavy, I'm a little tired, please give him a bath!"

Qingyao nodded and laughed, "Just rest well, I'll wipe it for him."

After finally taking a shower, Lingling and Qingyao helped Du Yong back to the room, took off his boots, and let him lie on the bed very hard. They both breathed a sigh of relief.

Lingling wiped the sweat beads on her forehead: "No matter what reason, I will never let him drink so much again."

Qingyao echoed: "Yes, we are tired, but we two. Have he drunk this before?"

Lingling shook her head: "This is the first time he got drunk after me and I. It's incredible that he still got so drunk."

Qingyao was stunned: "Incredible?"

Lingling explained: "The young master has a very good alcohol tolerance. A few jars of strong wine are common, but he is always sober after drinking. He has never been so unconscious like now, so I said it is incredible. Maybe it's because he has been under great pressure recently!"

Qingyao said oh, and said nothing more.

After helping Du Yong cover the quilt, the two of them carefully left the room and closed the door.

The next morning, Du Yong opened his eyes, sat up and shook his head.

My stomach is very bloated and my mouth is very dry, but I am in good spirits.

After getting up, I washed up and rushed to the dining room as soon as possible.

Dahei and He Laosan were still lying on the bench, but they had already covered the blanket, which should have been covered by Qingyao and Lingling.

"Wake up!"

Du Yong kicked the stool and shouted: "Wake up quickly, the Fire Wolf will attack the city!"

Dahei and He Laosan were both shocked and jumped up quickly: "Siege the city? Damn the Fire Wolf Gang, how dare you attack the city? Let me see if I don't kill them."

Du Yong laughed and praised: "It's a quick reaction!"

Only then did He Laosan realize that he was being tricked, and rolled his eyes helplessly: "Young Master, this joke is not funny at all."

Da Hei yawned, tears were about to flow out, and he looked around: "We just slept here all night?"

Du Yong took a kettle and chuckled, "Everyone was so drunk yesterday. Brother Gui, Brother Yang, and Pinyu could still go to the room staggeringly. You two are like dead pigs, no one can help you. Would you let Qingyao and Lingling help you?"

Dahei didn't care, touched the blanket on his body, and laughed and said, "It's pretty good, it's covered with the blanket."

At this time, the barefoot old ghost, Yang Jin, and the jade-like man came together, all full of energy.

Pinyuren said, "The balance is maintained well, but he didn't fall to the ground."

He Laosan hummed, "Da Hei and I are also experts. The stool is so wide, how could it fall to the ground?"

The jade-pinning man laughed and said, "It's so rare for a master with the fifth level of seal!"
To be continued...