It is said that Shizun is a devil

It is said that men can be called brothers and sisters after drinking three rounds, but Hanjing has self-knowledge, and Little Aries has a painful experience. If he knows that he has really drunk three rounds, he probably doesn't call him brothers, but goes home separately.Han Jing was at a loss, and the little white sheep smiled and said, "Okay, let's drink, my senior practice abstaining from alcohol, and we will drink by ourselves."

Although Han Jing can't drink alcohol, Little White Sheep is a good player in wine, but although Little White Sheep can drink, he is not addicted to alcohol. Ask the younger generation for a bottle of wine, and they always order as much as they can.After all, drinking without friends is no fun.

As for Han Jin, that is the enemy!It's okay to fight wine, but not to drink!

Pushing a cup and changing a cup, it is natural to chat about something. Most of you here are related to the big sect of cultivation, talking about being brothers with the famous so-and-so at the same time, discussing each other's seniority, asking about Han Jing and Xiao The gate of Aries.

Han Jing: "..." What to do!Did not make up the story of the school in advance!

The little white sheep said nonsense: "We are apprentices of loose practitioners, and we are also loose practitioners. The master is not well-known, but speaking of it, he should be commensurate with fellow seniors."

The "brothers" readily accepted and continued to chat about some things.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere has already heated up, and the fine wine opened up the topic. Little Aries pretended to be unintentional, and said to Mrs. Wei: "Your family has been the best talent for hundreds of years, right?"

After drinking a pot of wine, Mr. Wei still remained expressionless. Hearing this, he sighed: "To be honest, Yiqing's talent is not the best, but he has been considered the best in our Wei family for a hundred years."

The little white sheep shook his head "tsk tsk tsk": "That's not the case. I once had a drink with someone. An elder at the same table said that he met a wife of the Wei family more than 300 years ago. The lady brought a child with her. The child His name is Wei Zicheng, he has a good foundation, and his brows and eyes are full of aura at a young age. However, that senior has mediocre aptitude, but he dare not accept an apprentice with such outstanding talent. What about people now? According to the senior, this Wei Zicheng should have stood out long ago, and shouldn't be out of everyone's sight."

Old Man Wei paused holding the wine glass, then slowly withdrew it, picked up the golden crutch by the table, looked at the table, and sighed for a while: "Hey, speaking of it, this is also a disaster for my Wei family."

Han Jing looked at Mr. Wei, because Mr. Wei put his hands on the armrest of the golden crutch and looked down at the wine glass. The soft light from the candlesticks in the four corners of the room flickered, gathering on Mr. Wei's face and melting into a shadow, but he couldn't really see Mr. Wei's expression , can only hear the sad voice of old man Wei: "I thought I would never hear this name again, but I didn't expect someone to remember it. To be honest, Wei Zicheng is my cousin."

Han Jing: "!!!" What... what? !

This old man Wei is actually Jin'er's younger brother? !

Thinking about Han Jin's fresh and clean face, fair skin and beautiful appearance, and then looking at this old Mr. Wei with a wrinkled face, Han Jing couldn't help thinking that this old Mr. Wei looked at Han Jin affectionately and called out his brother, while the young The handsome Han Jin softly replied "brother"...

It must be the teacher's fault!The lack of talent is not the fault of Han Jin's younger brother, and he shouldn't have such a strange reaction in his heart.

In other words, Jin Er is pursuing himself, if, just if, he agrees to Jin Er... the old man in front of him is his cousin!

Looking at it again, I feel... even more indescribable!

The superb and dedicated little Aries acted as if he was aroused, and forced himself not to rush back immediately and sneered at Han Jin, and asked curiously, "Then where is he now? What is his cultivation?"

Old Mr. Wei said sadly: "He is dead, there is no bones left."

Although the other people present had come to play with the Wei family on weekdays, they didn't know about it, and Mr. Wei would not take the initiative to bring it up. The sudden change of cups and cups turned into a pause of silence, and everyone was waiting to hear Mr. Wei said follow-up.

Mr. Wei lived up to everyone's expectations and threw out a follow-up: "I was not born at that time, but I just heard my father mention it once. Wei Zicheng is the only son of a branch of my Wei family. He was smart and sensible since he was a child. But everyone thinks that as long as the child doesn't grow crooked, he should be the most talented person of the generation of the Wei family. But my cousin's father, who is my distant second cousin, is not An Sheng. He is a gambler and owed a huge amount of gambling debts outside. My father repaid the gambling debts for the second cousin several times for the sake of my cousin's outstanding talent. Once, he finally lost all his family property. My father was angry with him and refused to pay his gambling debts for him. He wanted to grind his temper. Unexpectedly, within a few days, the news that the second uncle's family was killed broke out. It was reported that the second cousin's house was burned down, and the body was indistinguishable, and my cousin never showed up again, because he was already dead at that time."

The premature death of a genius is always embarrassing, and everyone present said "sorry" to Mr. Wei. The little white sheep's face was full of boredom, and he said "sorry" casually. Pull Hanjing's sleeves.

Han Jing turned to look at him, her expression still blank, a little shocked and a little dazed.

Elder Wei supported the golden crutches, sadly accepted everyone's comfort, and said in a mournful voice: "Father has always blamed himself for this, and he was only willing to bring up this matter once, and even established a rule that the children of the Wei family who are addicted to gambling will be expelled The door of the family can never return. I have admired my cousin for a long time, but if my cousin is still alive, he should have returned long ago, and he must have passed away. It is a pity that I have no chance to see him."

Mr. Wei's old and cloudy eyes were actually slightly red. He looked very fragile and pitiful at his age, but Han Jing always felt that it was difficult to empathize with him, and there seemed to be something wrong.It's just that he has little experience in the world, so he couldn't think of anything wrong for a moment.

A meal caused a sad incident, the banquet ended in a hurry, everyone went back to their respective houses, the little white sheep dropped the barrier when he returned to the inn, returned to his original body, and jumped into Han Jin's room to add fuel and vinegar to what old man Wei said about Han Jin's story was repeated, and he asked friendlyly, "Would you like to find a younger brother? Your younger brother looks quite rich."

Thinking about Mr. Wei's wrinkled face, Han Jin felt a toothache: "I can give you this younger brother."

Little Aries: "Your brother and I don't look alike, so it's hard to fool you. But you, you both have wrinkled faces, how alike you two look."

Han Jin turned a deaf ear to the cursing words about his old age: "When it comes to wrinkles, I can't compare to you. I'm willing to bow down."

Little Aries: "I don't have any wrinkles!"

Han Jin: "If you say there is no, then there is no."

This tactic of retreating and advancing made the sheep even more annoyed, and the two once again fought with each other.On the contrary, all the followers sat beside Fuwang and read a book quietly. He looked soft and charming, and he sat quietly under the red candlestick under the white gauze curtain, like a meticulously drawn meticulous painting, very beautiful.

Those two were arguing so loudly that Han Jing couldn't help but move closer to Gongbi Hua to join in, sitting on the other side of Fuwang and poking his head to read the books the two of them were reading.

"...The sister took off her trousers, gave Wang Sheng a pooh, and said, but I said that she was Liu Xiahui, and she never thought of being a bastard. If you want to be happy, come and be happy. Don't pretend to be a decent person. If you don't Come and find someone else, you can tell right from wrong..."

What book is this?Playbook?Why is the woman taking off her pants?How to be happy?Han Jing couldn't help being a little curious, waiting for the followers to turn the page.He liked reading since he was a child, and gradually developed the habit of looking at ten lines at a glance, but the followers seemed to be slowly comprehending each word, which made Han Jing who was waiting to turn the page couldn't help but feel ashamed: I read too impetuously , it’s not as good as human beings who can calm down and study carefully.

Han Jin, who habitually refuses to give in to the little white sheep, habitually wants to put Han Jing in his sight, but when he turns his head, he finds that three heads are together reading a book in the hands of the followers. , the three of them all looked serious, and Han Jing and Fu Wang's seriousness was still a little ignorant, and they tensed up without thinking, and blurted out: "Han Jing!"

Han Jing looked up at Han Jin suspiciously.

As soon as Han Jin said the words, he had strode towards the bed, the little white sheep was a step too slow but also jumped over quickly, and jumped onto Han Jing's lap to read the book.

Han Jin picked up Han Jing with one hand, and hugged Fuwang with the other, and the little white sheep immediately tore the book into pieces with a wave of its claws: "All followers, do you want to go back to the book and stay there!"

The followers looked at the scraps of paper on the floor with regret, and complained: "What are you doing? This book Shepherd in the Grassland is a classic!"

Little White Sheep: "...Do you know that this human cub is only one year old?"

The followers nodded and said confidently: "So you should read more classic literature. Don't read some explicit descriptions in this book. In fact, it especially reflects social reality, and it is educational!"

Little Aries: "..."

The little white sheep didn't want to talk to him at all, so he directly ordered to die: "In the future, don't show any books to this brat and Han Jing, or I will smash your body to pieces, and you can only stay on paper go!"

Congregation: "...you don't understand literature at all, hum!"

Little Aries: "..." I am a hypnotist in class, and I don't want to understand your literature at all. Thank you!

Han Jing looked at Han Jin curiously: "What's wrong with that book? It's the first time I've seen such a book, it seems to be an opera book."

Han Jin: "..." How should I say this...?

Han Jin had no choice but to forcibly change the topic: "I think there is something wrong with what Mr. Wei said today."

Speaking of this matter, Han Jing also felt that something was wrong, and agreed: "I also think that what your cousin said sounds strange, but I don't know what is so strange."

Han Jin: "..."

Must this cousin be recognized?