Villain [Rebirth]

As long as he can steal the token of controlling the dragon, he can completely cut off the Duan family's desire to seize the dragon. After all, these villains will not go out of their way to fight him for the sake of his stepmother's life alone.

And Duan Qingliu's remaining stay on Yueyan Island is almost Song Qi's last chance.

The next time you visit Yueyan Island, if the elders of Duan's family did not find Song Qi at Longyin Mountain, they will naturally come with Duan Qingliu. At that time, Song Qi's identity cannot be concealed, and if he wants to get close to Duan's family, it will be impossible .

Once his identity is found out, the Duan family will naturally slander him for coming to Yueyan Island to seek an opportunity to murder the Jiang family.

Moreover, after Song Qi entered the island, strange incidents of crimes committed by masters on Yueyan Mountain occurred frequently, which made him feel that his arrival seemed to be a conspiracy, so that he has not made up his mind to confess his identity so far.

The token must first be stolen.

Song Qi could only choose to do it tonight, that is to say, he had to sleep in Jiang's yard tonight.

What's wrong with this?

It was hard to get Jiang to agree to treat him to a meal.

Damn, stingy southern gentleman, he was not allowed to enter the study to play with him when he was a child, but when he grows up, he will be threatened for a meal, and it is almost impossible to sleep in his courtyard.

Song Qi narrowed his eyes, thinking about it!

Turning to the servant, he said, "Please bring me two jars of wine, the strongest kind."

The servant was stunned for a moment, with a troubled look on his face: "Song Xianjun, our Patriarch has already stipulated that we can only drink alcohol when we get the superior."

Song Qi: "..."

Why is Yueyanshan's family rules so unmanly?

A low-key family like Longyinshan never restricts the younger generation to drink, and there are not a few children who are [-] or [-] years old who are trying to drink.

Unexpectedly, all the men from the Jiang family seemed to be fierce and bloodthirsty, and secretly, they would still be full after drinking!

It can be said to be very contemptible.

But after careful consideration, it can be understood. After all, the climate in Longyin Mountain is extremely cold, and the habit of drinking alcohol is to warm the body to a certain extent, so men, women, old and children drink alcohol. It is normal that other places do not have this custom.

Song Qi asked the servant with displeasure: "I don't look like that yet?"

The servant didn't answer, but said "Isn't this nonsense, you look only fourteen or fifteen years old" all over his face.

Song Qi immediately changed his attitude, clasped his hands together and begged, "Uncle, just give me two jars of wine! I'm not from the village. Young Master Jiang invited me to dinner. I'm happy with everything!"

The servant said: "Just don't drink to spoil the young master!"

"I won't let him drink it!" Song Qi begged, "The young master went to talk to Big Brother Nangong, and he won't be back in a while. I promise to drink two pots soon! Don't bring him to drink with him."

The servant looked up and down Song Qi regretfully, only to feel that this little Taoist gentleman is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he is going to ask for two jars of strong wine, so he must be a little drunkard.

The people on Yueyan Island never like drunkards, and drunkards have a pretty bad reputation. Once they have this reputation, even if they ask a matchmaker to break through the threshold, they won't be able to talk about a daughter-in-law.

The reason is probably that the southerners here are notoriously fearful of internal affairs, alcoholics are difficult to take care of their families, and they will definitely make their wives angry. Therefore, alcoholics are basically synonymous with being single for a lifetime.

Poor, the servant looked at this little gentleman who was as beautiful as a good girl, and sighed in his heart that such a talented little fairy could not get a wife in this life, what a pity.

Song Qi didn't know why the servant looked at him with more pity, and thought that his pleading had worked, so he hurriedly opened his eyes wide again, trying to hold back his tears: "Uncle, just ask me for two jars! Not just drinking a pot, but a pot of head office, right?"

The servant sighed and nodded: "You have to finish the drink before the young master returns."

After all, this little Daoist is not from the village, and the servant has no right to refuse a guest who asks for wine.

Song Qi finally begged for a jug of wine, opened it and smelled it, it was fruit wine, poured it into a bowl and took a sip, there was almost no smell of wine.

Yueyan Island is a ghost place, even if the price is expensive, the wine is so weak, it is impossible for him to settle here in his life!

To Song Qi's surprise, the wine from Yueyan Island has a lot of stamina...

After a while, when Jiang Cifeng stepped into the living room, he was suffocated by the smell of alcohol and retreated. He looked up at the door plaque, then looked around, and made sure that he had gone to the right door before stepping in again.

Bypassing the screen, episodes of out-of-key nursery rhymes reached Jiang Cifeng's ears, and the scene in front of him was completely different from when he left——

Beside the Eight Immortals table, Song Qi clapped her hands to beat herself, but the tunes of the nursery rhymes she sang were not on the beat.

After singing a section, Song Qi imitated an actor to salute the elders in the audience, then his expression changed, and he began to act like an audience master to applaud the opera: "Good singing! Rewards! Great rewards!"

"How many punches do you want me to reward you?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Song Qi's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Jiang Cifeng: "Guest officer! Are you here?"

Jiang Cifeng stared down at his younger brother solemnly: "What did you do before?"

Song Qi staggered up while supporting the table, and hung his hand around Jiang Cifeng's neck: "Guest officer, come in and have a cup of tea!"

In an instant, the two most terrifying smells of wine and garlic rushed towards his face. Jiang Cifeng raised his head. Fortunately, the advantage of being half a head taller than his junior brother allowed him to breathe the clean air above. After a little adaptation, a The murderous eyes shot at the servant: "Where did he get the wine?"

The servant replied with a bitter face: "Song Xianjun insisted on fetching two jugs of wine after he was full, so he would drink one less jug. The young master is not here, so I don't want to disobey the guest's request..."

While the servant was talking, Song Qi suddenly retched.

Jiang Cifeng gasped, raised his hand to cover his junior brother's mouth, and told the surrounding servants in panic: "He's going to vomit!"

The servants rushed forward and hurriedly escorted him.

Love of cleanliness is a hurdle that Jiang's father and son cannot overcome. If a guest spits on Young Master Jiang, all the servants in the courtyard will be buried with him!

So everyone worked together to drive away the suspicious source of pollution - Junior Brother Song.

"Pull it out and blow it!"

A few servants carried Song Qi out of the door, helped him to sit by the stone table, and tried to let the wind blow away the smell from Xiao Daojun's body.

Jiang Cifeng stood on the opposite side of the yard three feet away, took out his folding fan, swished it out, and began to frantically fan his front, trying to fan away the smell of alcohol that had just been tainted.

"How long does it take to blow out the smell?" he asked the servant.

"Feed me a bowl of hangover soup later, and I will be able to sober up after a nap." The servant comforted, but he didn't dare to tell the young master that the smell of alcohol had to wait until tomorrow.

Song Qi, who was sitting across from him, became restless after a while. He stood up on the table, turned around in a daze as if he was looking for someone, and then locked Jiang Cifeng with a single glance, walked towards him with a smirk, and whispered excitedly. Nan: "He came to pick me up~"

However, the figure in front of him was shaking, and a group of servants blocked his way, dragging him, asking him to obediently go to the stone table and do a good job.

"Get out of the way... what are you doing?" Song Qi remembered that Jiang was the hero, why did all these goblins come to block his way?

Could it be that he is now pretending to be a hero and going to rescue Jiang to go home?

Song Qi's eyes lit up.

Very good!Finally, you don't have to wait forever, you can meet Jiang after you kill the monsters.

There were two muffled "bang bang", several servants were punched by Song Qi.

The servants either covered their shoulders or their noses, they didn't expect this little drunk to have powerful fists and feet, they came back to their senses, and immediately lost the tenderness just now, they stepped forward and clamped Song Qi's wrist tightly, pushing him back drag.

Seeing Jiang who was close in front of him getting farther and farther away, Song Qi was so terrified that he struggled fiercely, staggered, and fell backwards. Although he was supported by the servants, his clamped arm was still twisted. After a while: "Ah..."

Jiang Cifeng on the opposite side couldn't bear it anymore, strode over and waved the servant back, knelt down beside the little drunk, fanned him frantically, trying to dissipate the smell as soon as possible, and then personally poured sober soup for him.

Song Qi hugged her arms and hummed aggrievedly.

Jiang Cifeng reached out to grab his arm, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Did you fall?"

Song Qi snorted like losing his temper, and turned his head away to ignore Jiang.

"How is this going?"

Nangong Qingzhou's voice came from above his head.

Jiang Cifeng and Song Qi raised their heads together.

Nangong Qingzhou looked inquiringly at Jiang Cifeng who was kneeling on one knee and fanning his younger brother regardless of the dust on the ground, and asked suspiciously, "Is this your new father?" Anyway, he had never seen Jiang Cifeng being so filial to others Pass.

"He's a new elder." Jiang Cifeng laughed at himself and put away his fan, trying to cover up his demeanor just now.

Song Qi, who was drunk, didn't recognize Nangong Qingzhou, but his arm hurt and he had to complain to someone, so he looked up at Nangong Qingzhou pitifully and moaned, and raised his arm to show him, saying, "It hurts..."

Nangong Qingzhou was inexplicably softened by this little junior's eyes, and subconsciously asked: "What's going on? Are you hurt?"

Jiang Cifeng had already stood up, and wanted to send Nangong Qingzhou away, so he said perfunctorily: "It's okay, this little junior drank too much and went crazy, you go back first, I'll take care of it."

Although Song Qi was drunk, his ears were not deaf, and he could understand that Jiang was scolding him. He became even angrier, and raised his head to complain to Nangong Qingzhou: "Husband hit me! There are people outside him!"

Nangong Qingzhou was taken aback, and said with a smile: "You still have a husband? Who is your husband?"

Song Qi immediately cast a vicious glance at the river, turned his head away: "Huh!"

"..." Jiang Cifeng cleared his throat in embarrassment with lowered eyes, and looked up at Nangong Qingzhou: "You go back first, I have to deal with this little drunk."

It was rare for Nangong Qingzhou to see Jiang Cifeng ashamed, so how could he let go of the opportunity to watch a play?The corners of his lips curled up, and following the script of the little drunkard, he asked Jiang Cifeng upright, "How can you do something that I'm sorry for Madam, and even hurt others?"

Jiang Cifeng had nothing to do with the two lunatics in front of him, he could only follow their pace, squinted his cruel phoenix eyes and threatened Nangong Qingzhou: "If you dare to speak out, you will die." Then he ordered his servants: "Bring your young lady up!" Go back to the house, I will continue to work."

Song Qi's drama addiction broke out, and he shook his head sadly: "Don't fight anymore! Don't fight anymore!"

After speaking, he was carried to the west wing by the servants.

Hearing Nangong Qingzhou say a few more words, Jiang Cifeng nodded his head in farewell, turned on his toes, walked into the west wing with a murderous look, and whispered to the servants in the room: "Go get a basin of water."

The servants thought that the young master wanted to pour a basin of water to wake up the little Daoist gentleman, but unexpectedly the copper basin came in. The young master squeezed out the katana himself, picked up the little drunk on the bed, and began to wipe his face and neck.

Song Qi felt that his face was about to be rubbed off by the wet towel in Jiang's hand, and he did it again and again after rubbing it.

"Why does it still smell?" Jiang Cifeng saw that the little junior brother's fair and delicate face was flushed by himself, so he didn't dare to do anything, and turned to the servant for help.

The servant hurriedly replied: "The smell of alcohol is coming from the body, I'm afraid it won't be wiped clean if you wipe it off like this. Don't worry, young master. We will wait for one night, and the smell of alcohol will definitely dissipate tomorrow."

Jiang Cifeng discouragedly threw the Gejin back into the copper basin, put down the little drunk in his arms, got up and told everyone: "Be patient and serve him, don't hurt him."

Song Qi, whose face was sore from being rubbed, covered his face and hummed...

When he woke up again, it was pitch black.

Song Qi woke up, completely unaware of where he was, and finally got used to the darkness, groped to get out of bed, pushed open the door, and found that he was still in Jiang's yard.

Not just a few days.

Song Qi broke out in a cold sweat, almost delaying the important event.

The wine in Yueyan Island is too strange this time, it obviously has no taste of alcohol, but it actually made him drank fragments with such a capacity for alcohol.

Quickly summon the surrounding birds to check if there are any guards walking around.

It was almost daylight.