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“Drinking is just for pleasure.

You make an appointment with five or seven friends, travel around the mountains and rivers, play the piano and admire the moon, sing and dance, dance with swords and recite poems. When you have the most fun, shouldn't you have a few drinks?

At this time, you reach into your arms and find that you have not brought a suitable wine glass. Drinking will not be enjoyable, playing will not be enjoyable, and you will be unhappy from head to toe.

Something bad has happened to you and you want to drink to drown your sorrows. No matter how fragrant the wine is, it will only have a sour taste at this time, but at least it can relieve your worries.

At this time, you reached into your arms and found that you didn't bring a suitable wine glass, which made you feel even more unhappy.

You encounter a life-and-death battle, your blood is boiling, your pride is in the sky, you can drink a pot and kill a lot.

Need a wine glass?

Just open the wine bag, drink the strong liquor, then throw the wine bag away, the wine will be strong, and give it a try.

At this time, you reach into your arms and find that there are more than a dozen wine glasses you have collected in your arms. You are worried that they will be broken during the fight. How can you fight bravely?

When drinking in style, it’s not just about wine glasses?

Do you know which wine should be paired with which music?

Do you know what wine should go with what scenery?

Do you know what kind of food can add flavor, what kind of dance can enhance taste, what kind of swordsmanship can add color?

This old gentleman, if you talk about drinking freely, you are not happy enough. If you talk about elegance and etiquette as a scholar, you are only at the entry level! "

Linghu Chong's rare long speech.

Again, Linghu Chong's learning ability is very flexible. He can remember what he likes after listening to it once, and what he doesn't like goes in one ear and goes out the other, and he forgets it afterward.

Zhu Yueming took Linghu Chong to enjoy it several times and taught him drinking etiquette several times, and he remembered them all.

The words Zhu Yueming just said were when he was ridiculing some acid scholars. Linghu Chong mistakenly thought that Zu Qianqiu was the target Shen Lian asked him to investigate, so he deleted, deleted, and altered Zhu Yueming's words, making provocations and preparing for a fight.

What Zu Qianqiu was most proud of in his life was his careful collection of wine glasses. He felt that no one in the world was better at drinking than him, and he was the only one who knew how to taste wine.

Linghu Chong's words would be to trample his arrogance hard into the mud and trample it two or three hundred times.

If you are pursuing wild fun, carrying a wine glass with you is too restrictive and will make you look constrained.

Xiao Feng fought against Juxian Village and Shaolin Temple. He held a large bowl or a wine bag and drank more than ten kilograms of strong liquor in succession. His heroic spirit was admirable.

What's the point of holding a wine glass?

Wouldn’t that make people laugh out loud?

If you pursue the elegance of etiquette, wine glasses alone are really not enough. Etiquette is a complete set, a collection of music, dance, and poetry, and wine glasses are just a trail.

When the literati gather together and drink wine with poetry, it is called flowing wine and drinking water, and they can sing and talk freely about their love.

At a gathering of military attachés and generals, dancing with swords and drinking wine, it is called the roasting under the command of eight hundred miles, and the sound of fifty strings beating outside the Great Wall!

Zhu Yueming had sharp teeth and a sharp tongue, and his ability to curse was even better than that of Shen Lian. Linghu Chong didn't understand it very well, but he directly deleted the original words, leaving Zu Qianqiu dumbfounded.

"This...this...this...is it that what I have been pursuing for half my life is worthless?"

Zu Qianqiu stammered, feeling sad and ready to die.

Linghu Chong felt a little regretful in his heart. Did he say that he was too harsh? He didn't look like a killer!

"What the old man said is wrong. I have already said that drinking is for pleasure. If the old man feels happy when he drinks, then it is valuable."

"Well said, it's so obvious!"

Zu Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that half of my life had not been in vain. I used to think that Linghu Chong was a sharp-tongued bad boy, but now I feel that he is particularly pleasing to his eyes.

"Brother Linghu, let me introduce it to you. The jar you are drinking now is Guanwai Baijiu. It tastes very good, but it lacks a bit of fragrance. It is best to use a rhinoceros horn cup to drink it. Then Extremely mellow..."

"This is Fenjiu, you should use a jade cup!"

"This is wine, in a glow-in-the-dark glass!"

"This is sorghum wine, made of bronze wine!"

"This is Baicao wine, use an ancient rattan cup!"

Zu Qianqiu knows a lot about wine glasses and has collected many precious wine glasses. Although there are many fine wines in Huiyanlou, he can always find the most suitable wine sets.

Linghu Chong and Zu Qianqiu were tasting wine, while Shangguan Xueer and Qu Feiyan were shopping. Although they had missions, how could girls care about their missions when they were shopping?

Watching juggling, eating snacks, and listening to storytelling, the two of them played until the evening before preparing to return to the Liu Mansion.

Suddenly, the sad sound of the piano came from afar.

The sound of the piano is melodious, and it contains a sense of unspeakable hatred, just like the country has been destroyed and the family has been destroyed, full of sorrow and anger that is difficult to explain, and it seems that someone has been bullied and insulted, and the depression is hard to get rid of.

The world is filled with desolation and desolation, as if there is only a blind piano player playing the piano and a little girl listening to the piano.

Qu Feiyan didn't feel anything about this, but Shangguan Xueer had personally experienced the tragedy of her family, and had heard from her elders that the Jinpeng Kingdom was being bullied because of its weak national power.

Upon hearing the sound of the piano, Shangguan Xueer immediately stopped and couldn't help but shed tears in her big bright eyes.

There is something missing in Shangguan Xueer's heart, especially the love of her parents and the kindness of her elders. She has been facing each other for three hundred and sixty days since she was a child.

If Shen Lian hadn't fulfilled the role of father in her heart after becoming a disciple, she might have been unable to resist the murderous intent.

Shen Lian is a father who is as powerful as a god.

Zuo Shi is a mother as gentle as water.

Mo Xiaobei, Yue Lingshan, and Qu Feiyan, classmates from White Horse Academy, are her playmates of the same age.

Tong Xiangyu is the best psychological mentor.

The shortcomings in my heart were largely made up for, but in the end the time was too short to completely make up for it. When I heard this extremely plaintive piano sound, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

Shangguan Xueer couldn't control her steps, so she sat opposite the blind luthier, listening to the piano quietly, letting the luthier use his superb skills to draw out the confusion in his heart.

This is also a kind of spiritual practice.

When Yu the Great controlled floods, it was better to remove them than to block them.

To resolve psychological shadows and inner shortcomings, we not only need to use warmth to resolve them, but we also need to guide negative emotions out and then release them all at once.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Shangguan Xueer took out a large handful of copper coins and placed them in a jar beside the two of them. She praised: "You two are really good at your skills. You are both sad!"

The violinist's thin face was full of bitterness: "I am heart-broken. I can't find a soulmate anywhere in the world. I didn't expect that my soulmate turned out to be a little girl."

"The music comes from the heart. If there is no feeling from the heart, how can one be considered a close friend?"

"Young girl is so knowledgeable. Although I really want to play a song for her again, it's time for the song to end and we are about to leave. We are destined to meet again."

The luthier stood up, put the qin on his back, used a bamboo stick to find the way, and groped his way toward the distance.

The rising moon cast a faint light, but it was a pity that the violinist could not see the light, so he could only walk slowly, slowly forward, towards the darkness step by step.

Qu Feiyan wanted to ask, but seeing Shangguan Xueer's face bursting with tears, he had to comfort his friend first.

After returning to the Liu Mansion, Qu Feiyan finally couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked: "Xue'er, is this person an old member of the Jinpeng Kingdom? Is he playing the ancient rhyme of Jinpeng?"

Shangguan Xueer shook her head: "It has just been twenty years of peace in the world. The country has been destroyed and the family has been destroyed. It is not just the Shangguan family of Jinpeng Kingdom. Is there anyone in the world who is not sad?"

"This man's music is so sad. When my grandfather was the saddest, the music he played would not be like this. He must have suffered countless grievances and suffered a lot."

Qu Feiyan has been influenced by Qu Yang since he was a child, and he has a good understanding of music. Although he cannot feel the sadness from the heart, he can hear the pathos in the music.

Shangguan Xueer wiped the tears from her face: "This guy has not only suffered countless grievances and suffered a lot, but he has also killed many people. We almost died."

"What's the meaning?"

"I can feel the murderous intent in him, like an evil ghost seeking life, which makes people feel chilly in their bones!"

Shangguan Xueer was very smart and knew that the person Shen Lian asked her to find must be the luthier. She even guessed that the assassin who assassinated Mo Da was the blind luthier.

…

Linghu Chong walked towards Liu Mansion drunkenly.

I saw a drunk man on the way. This drunk man was so drunk that he almost fell into the well.

Linghu Chong couldn't help but laugh, thinking that this man was really a drunkard. He was afraid that he would fall into the well and lie down at the bottom of the well and fall asleep. This was already too much.

When he was about to help the drunk man up, he found that the drunk man was extremely gorgeously dressed and had a purple gold crown on his head.

The drunkard had a fish charm from the Tang Dynasty hanging on his waist, which was a symbol of official status. Zhu Yueming had a pair of fish charms in excellent condition in his hand, which were his treasures.

According to Zhu Yueming, this is the fish charm worn by a certain Minister of Punishment in the Tang Dynasty. He is the boss of Zhu Yueming’s immediate boss, and it is also Zhu Yueming’s dream!

Drunk Man's Fish Talisman and Zhu Yueming's Fish Talisman are almost identical, and the quality is even better.

Linghu Chong was drunk and had no sense. He walked over drunkenly and joked: "Which minister is this gentleman? Are you the minister of the Ministry of Justice?"

The drunk man breathed out wine and said: "How do you know that I am the Minister of the Ministry of Justice? I am He Zhizhang..."

Linghu Chong vaguely remembered that Shen Lian once told him that among the people who liked drinking the most in the Tang Dynasty was He Zhizhang, but he was the Minister of Rites.

After He Zhizhang's death, he posthumously presented it to the Minister of Rites.

No matter how you calculate it, He Zhizhang has nothing to do with the Ministry of Punishment. This drunkard is definitely drunk.

"Brother, it's a joke. He Zhizhang has been dead for hundreds of years, and he is from the Ministry of Rites. The Minister of the Ministry of Punishments is a fat man named Zhu Yueming."

"What is Zhu Yueming?"

"Zhu Yueming is a person, not a thing!"

The two drunk men were talking nonsense. Just when Linghu Chong dragged the drunken He Shangshu away from the well and wanted to leave, He Shangshu suddenly opened his eyes.

His drunken eyes were no longer full of alcohol, and his hands suddenly grabbed the acupuncture points on Linghu Chong's chest.

This attack came out of the blue and was astonishingly wonderful.

The seven killers lying drunk in floating clouds!

Among the unique martial arts in the world with words like "wine" and "drunk", the Seven Killers of Drunken Wo Liuyun are not the most powerful, but they are the most sophisticated and mysterious.

He Shangshu made a sneak attack, and Linghu Chong could not stop him at first, but Linghu Chong was very lucky. During the day, he drank and discussed cups with Zu Qianqiu. Zu Qianqiu felt that Linghu Chong was far more knowledgeable than him, so he gave him dozens of wine glasses.

These wine glasses were in Linghu Chong's breast pocket. He Shangshu reached out and grabbed the wine glasses. The ancient rattan cup and the rhinoceros horn cup collapsed at the first touch, but the gold cup, jade cup and the like were quite strong and could just withstand the force of the claws.

Under normal circumstances, Linghu Chong would subconsciously activate his internal strength to resist. He would thrust his chest forward and He Shangshu's sharp claws would reach down to grab him. Jinbei Jadebei would certainly not be able to stop him.

It was a coincidence that Linghu Chong was drunk.

The drunk Linghu Chong was unsteady on his feet and was pushed hard by Zhao Jin. He took several steps back and fell to the ground while squatting on his butt, just in time to relieve his strength.

The pain in his butt brought Linghu Chong back to his senses. He had a carefree and unrestrained personality and didn't care about his manners. He just rolled like a lazy donkey. When rolling, he pulled out his sword, shot the scabbard, stood up, and held the sword in front of him.

"You guys want to kill me?"

"Can't I kill you?"

"Linghu Chong will not kill an unarmed person. Do you have a weapon? If you don't have a weapon, just pick up my scabbard. You are unarmed. I won't kill you!"

He Shangshu was a ruthless killer. He originally wanted to stun Linghu Chong with a sneak attack and then throw him into a well.

The next morning, stories would come out;

——Linghu Chong, the top disciple of Chaoyang Peak, drank too much and returned drunk. He fell into a well and lost his life.

Unexpectedly, Linghu Chong was so lucky that he would use this method to avoid the killing move. Looking at the scabbard thrown by Linghu Chong, He Shangshu was so angry that his hair and beard were bulging.

"Linghu Chong, you are seeking death!"

"You were going to kill me, why should I seek death instead of death? Hurry up and draw your sword, let me see how much you, a guy who calls himself a minister, are capable of!"

He Shangshu is good at grappling, but he is not bad at swordsmanship. There is a soft sword hidden in his belt. Linghu Chong was so angry that he immediately drew the sword out of its sheath, saying in his heart that this Shangshu will turn this drunkard like you into a drunken roast duck!

Seeing the sword in He Shangshu's hand, Linghu Chong smiled in his eyes and thought of Shen Lian's words in his mind.

"Brother Linghu, Dugu Nine Swords are said to be able to break through all kinds of magic with one sword, but ultimately it all depends on your own accumulation. You are best at swordsmanship, and you are also best at breaking swordsmanship.

If someone attacks you with fists or kicks, how should you respond? Do you know how to break a fist?

Tactics are to weaken the enemy and improve oneself.

If the opponent holds a sword in his hand, he won't be able to use punches and kicks, but you will become stronger. "

Linghu Chong kept Shen Lian's instructions in mind and deliberately provoked He Shangshu to use the sword. He Shangshu's martial arts was far superior to Linghu Chong. If it were a fist and kick competition, Linghu Chong could be killed in three moves, but he pulled out the sword.

He was competing with Linghu Chong in swordsmanship.

The drunk Linghu Chong's hands and feet were unsteady, and his mind was also in a daze. He just got rid of all restraints, could move as he pleased, and was able to use the Dugu Nine Swords more effectively.

Even if Shen Lian faced Linghu Chong with his sword, he would still be in trouble unless he used brute force to hit him hard.

Coincidentally, He Shangshu is good at clever tricks.

He was competing with Dugu Jiujian.

He was comparing moves with the enlightened Linghu Chong.

Let us bless this unfortunate warrior!

Half an hour later, He Shangshu's purple gold crown was cut off by a sword, and there were seven or eight wounds on his body. The sword in his hand was thrown away by Linghu Chong, and he ran away in a panic.

terrible!

How could this Huashan disciple be so scary?

Linghu Chong staggered back to Liu's Mansion. The last thought in his mind was that Shen Lian was right!

Yes, I got up late again today