Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 105 Before the Great War ([-])

"Wine! Bring me wine!" In a remote restaurant in Xiliang, an old Taoist priest was begging for wine like a maniac.

This old Taoist priest has a sloppy appearance, not to mention the old tattered Taoist robe, nor the stubble that hasn't been trimmed for a long time, just the weird behavior of the slovenly, it is difficult to make people feel good.

He drank too much wine, and at this moment, he was blushing and shouting loudly.

The waiter in the store is also used to this regular customer's drunkenness. He patted the old Taoist priest's back skillfully, and said, "Taoist priest? Drunk? Remember to credit this time?"

It seems that this old Taoist priest did not pay on credit once or twice in this restaurant, but fortunately, the owner of this restaurant is kind, so the old Taoist priest continued to rely on it.

"On credit! It must be on credit!" The old Taoist screamed strangely, waving his hands presumptuously, his eyes were blurred, and he seemed to be a little drunk and unconscious.

But he only drank three bowls of wine.

The wine in Xiliang does not pay attention to mellow aroma, nor does it pay attention to sauce aroma, just one word, strong!

It is so strong that it will be poured after a cup, and you will be drunk with one sip.

These cool people from the bitter cold place in the Northwest are used to living a hard life, and they don't pay much attention to breaking things. They don't have three steams and three filters, and no cups and utensils.

When I arrived in Xiliang, I was used to seeing flying sand and rocks, getting used to seeing the waning moon in the sky, getting used to seeing corpses not yet cooled. No matter where the customs are, they are not worth a glass of strong wine.

This is Xiliang.

"Okay!" the waiter patted the old Taoist priest on the back and said, "Then you take a break! Sober up before you go! You go now, the shopkeeper is worried! If you fall asleep by the roadside, you may be caught The wolves will take it!"

"I'm not drunk! I can still drink!" The old Taoist grabbed the shoulder of the waiter's clothes almost rascally, and said, "Three more bowls! Give me three more bowls!"

"Okay, sit down, I'll bring it to you," the waiter reluctantly moved the old Taoist priest who was already crawling on the ground onto the bench. According to the usual practice, he would give the old Taoist priest a seat. Three bowls of clear water, anyway, the old Taoist who is already drunk can't taste it.

However, something is different today.

In the restaurant where there were almost no other guests except the old Taoist priest, a new guest came in for the first time.

Although this customer is also dressed as a Taoist priest, compared with the old Taoist priests in the store, it is a world of difference.

This Taoist priest seemed to be only [-] years old, and he was wearing a purple gold Fulu Nine Dragon Robe, which was on the same level as the emperor's dragon robe. If ordinary people wore it, it would be a serious crime of beheading.

The whisk he placed on his elbow was made of a thousand-year-old agarwood, and as for the whisk above the floating dust, there was no visible material at all.

Such a man who looks like a rich man condescends to walk into such a small tavern! ?
Moreover, the rich Taoist didn't even hesitate, he went straight to the old Taoist who was drunk.

The most amazing thing is not this.

The most amazing thing is that everyone in the store, as if they didn't see this rich Taoist priest, are still busy with the things at hand!

The Taoist priest sat next to the old Taoist priest, frowned, and said, "What are you going crazy about?"

The old Taoist acted like he didn't hear it, he just shook his head exaggeratedly, and shouted: "This is a place where people stay, where is the dog barking?"

The rich Taoist is also good at nourishing Qi, so he didn't get entangled with this old Taoist.

"Okay, if you're still crazy, you'll be crazy, I don't care about you, but you intercepted the message flying sword I sent to Xishu, you have to give me an explanation, right?"

The old Taoist got up.

How could he be drunk, some just looked sober.Moreover, he looked at the rich Taoist priest in disbelief, and slapped him directly on the head.

"What are you crazy about? Are you fucking out of your mind!?" The old Taoist's overwhelming swear words came at the wealthy Taoist, and completely non-repetitive swear words spewed out of the old Taoist's mouth as if he didn't want money.

The rich Taoist didn't retaliate, he just patiently endured his growing temper, and asked with a sinking face: "I respect your contribution to Xiliang, but there must be a limit to everything, right?"

"Is there a degree? What degree is there?" The old Taoist still scolded the rich Taoist in front of him, "I scolded you because I saw you as the new national teacher! I would scold ordinary people? I wish he jumped into the pit I don’t know it yet!”

"Listen up! The water in Xishu is too muddy, we can't go in Xiliang!" The old Taoist conjured up a bowl of wine from somewhere, and began to drink, "Northern Han, Great Chu, and even Xishu, where are they? We Xiliang can beat one? You have to be clear! Don’t always think that Xiliang can handle it, Xiliang can take advantage of it to make a fortune! If it weren’t for Xiliang’s iron cavalry, how much more can this idiot country support? 100 years?"

"The Former Lord had anticipated all this a long time ago, and sent the blueprints for making Xiliang-style horseshoes to the Northern Han with a nod and bow. He begged for peace like a dog, and then what? He directly hit the capital of the Northern Han Dynasty! He was magnificent! He was brave! He was invincible in the world! Then what? If I hadn’t stepped forward, our Xiliang would have been destroyed!” , "I'm going to Xishu now, and talk to an old friend about the alliance with Dachu. You guys are staying at home during this time, don't add any moths to me!"

"It took me eight fucking lifetimes of bad luck to get on you guys!"

"Why the hell did I intercept your communication Feijian? I even wanted to intercept your head from your body, do you know?"

"It's time to wake up Xiliang's dream of a big country! Do you really think Xiliang is the former Great Liang country!?"

"Go and do your spring and autumn daydreams!"

The old Taoist poured the remaining half bowl of wine on the rich Taoist's face.

He slammed the door angrily, not forgetting to yell at the Xiliang national teacher: "Pay me the money for drinking during this time!"

Afterwards, the old Taoist disappeared here.

The wind and sand are blowing, and Xiliang, a bitterly cold and remote place, has lost too many things since ancient times.

The new national teacher looked at the direction in which the old Taoist left, and was speechless.

After a while, he stood up and walked towards the counter.

He actually settled all the wine money owed by these old Taoists on credit!
After all, the old Taoist owed Xiliang the wine money, so he could afford it.

But the kindness that Xiliang owes to this old national teacher may take thousands of years, and he will not be able to repay it.

(End of this chapter)