Online game of the archer priest

"Brother Atun, wake up quickly."

"Um!"

Atun seemed to hear Snake Girl calling him and slowly opened his eyes.

"Where is this?"

Atun sat up and found himself lying on a stone bed, with She Ji beside him.

After he woke up, the pungent smell of alcohol reminded him again.

"senior."

On the ground not far from the stone bed, the drunkard and beggar squatted there drinking.

The gourd's mouth has been licked out, and I still can't bear to let it go.

"No more wine again, ugh."

The drunkard beggar picked up the gourd lid again and licked it several times.

…

"Senior, if you want some wine, I have it here. I'll take care of it."

It's a good thing to love drinking. Atun opened the auction house and bought more than a dozen bottles of premium wine in one go.

"Hey, you kid can do this trick?"

The drunkard beggar saw a dozen white porcelain bottles appearing on the stone bed. He immediately came over and opened a lid, and the aroma of wine immediately overflowed.

Then, he took a deep breath, as if he wanted to suck out all the air around him.

No, it's not the air, it's the smell of alcohol. I'm afraid it will be wasted.

“Good wine!”

Pick up the porcelain bottle and drink directly from your neck.

In just three swallows, the bottle of wine was gone, not a drop was left.

"The taste is a little worse than Laosan's wine, but it's okay. It's still a good wine. Burp~"

The drunkard beggar burped again~

"This bad old man didn't know how to drink more wine. It's all gone. I won't have to drink it next time."

"Senior, if you think these are not enough, I have more here."

As long as it's available on the auction house, it's not difficult.

"Brother Atun, this old man is very powerful, but he has no hostility towards us at the moment. I don't know why I brought you here."

Snake Girl communicated with Atun through spiritual communication.

"Well, it's interesting that you and this girl can still talk like this."

The drunkard and beggar started to drink the second bottle of wine.

"Yes, it seems that I want to accept you as my apprentice. But I didn't ask you why you are here?"

"Senior, I am the direct disciple of Master Huang Bingcanhuang..."

Atun began to introduce himself.

"Uh, Xiao Huang."

The drunkard beggar took another sip and smacked his lips.

"This kid was fine at first, but he was hit and went crazy."

"What? Senior is saying that Master Huang has lost his mind?"

"This kid is just a passionate person, alas, an infatuated person."

The drunkard and beggar drank another bottle of wine.

"So, my uncle rejected him?"

"Oh? Did Xiao Huang tell you about Xiao Rui?"

"Yes. I was the one who made that epic bamboo bow at that time."

The drunken beggar used a wine bottle to lift up the bangs covering his left eye, and gave Atun a meaningful look.

"you?"

The drunkard beggar picked up another bottle of wine and took a sip.

"Made an epic bamboo embryo bow?"

"Yes, senior. When it was made, Master Huang came to Uncle Master with the bamboo embryo bow I made."

"Nizi, you are also the Snake King after all, why would you stoop to this kid?"

The drunkard and beggar stopped caring about Atun and said to Snake Girl.

"Ah, senior. I am the new Snake King. It was Brother Atun's chance that allowed me to be promoted smoothly."

The drunkard beggar took another sip of wine and walked back and forth, scratching his head and cheeks.

"Boy, come here."

The drunkard and beggar suddenly grabbed him in the air, and Atun was sucked in.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Atun put his feet together and spread his hands, unable to move at all.

The drunkard and beggar walked around behind Aten and measured his arm span.

"Shut up and see if your arms are long enough."

The drunkard beggar shook his head.

"It's a little bit worse, what a pity."

Then, just like checking Atun's body, he pinched his fingers, arms, and patted his armpits and ribs.

"With average muscles and bones, you are worse than Xiao Huang."

"Senior."

Snake Girl interrupted at this time.

"What's the matter? Nizi."

"I, after I am promoted to Snake King, I will improve Brother Atun's overall abilities, including his muscles and bones."

"Well, the opportunity is not bad."

The drunkard beggar nodded.

"Boy, have you made a finished bow recently? Let me see."

Atun found that he could move, so he took out the Snake Girl Bow.

"Senior, please take a look. This is what I recently made. It is an epic elf recurve bow. It was blessed by the Council of Elders and upgraded to a higher level."

She Ji had already reminded that this old man was very powerful, so when Aten took out the Snake Ji Bow, he didn't hide anything and said it directly.

When the drunkard beggar saw the bow in Atun's hand, he stretched his neck a little, took the bow, and looked at it carefully.

"I remember that the recurve bows of the elves are not like this."

"Yes, senior. When the boy made this bow, he did not obtain the blueprint for the Elven Recurve Bow."

Atun continued to tell the truth.

"It was also because it was made that it was favored by the Elf King. I met the Elf King before him. Now I have a close relationship with the Elf clan."

The drunkard beggar pinned the bottle of wine to his waist and stroked the Snake Lady Bow with both hands.

"So, the elves recognized your bow?"

"So to speak."

The drunkard and beggar was like dismantling a gun on TV. Suddenly, he dismantled Atun's Snake Bow into its parts in just a few clicks...

Atun and Snake Ji were both shocked. Is there such an operation?

"The workmanship is okay, the creativity is good, um, it's pretty good."

The drunkard beggar turned around and said to Atun.

Atun suddenly noticed that the right eyelid of the drunkard and beggar seemed to be sunken.

"Senior, what's your right eye?"

"Huh? Oh, I was born without a right eye."

Nani?

Born without a right eye, familiar with bows and arrows, a master. Could it be?

"Are you Grandpa Randles Moe?"

"Huh? Do you know me?"

Atun took out a bamboo piccolo that was only as long as a palm and as thick as a thumb. It was very small and delicate, with patterns engraved on it, like some kind of totem.

"when!"

The thing in the hand of the drunkard beggar Randles Mo fell to the ground.

He took the piccolo from Atun's hand with trembling hands:

"Brother, after so many years, I finally see you."

Randalls Mo was so emotional that he started crying while stroking the piccolo.

"Ding!" The system prompts: The belated reunion mission is completed.

???

The mission prompt is completed, but there is no reward, nothing, not even a slight increase in experience points.

"My eldest brother, is he okay?"

Randles Mo asked with concern.

"Okay, okay, at least it was good then."

"At that time? What do you mean?"

Randles Mo seemed to hear something else in Atun's words.

"Oh. We met at the beginning, and then Grandpa Mo said he would help me prepare for the inheritance ceremony. Then, I couldn't find Grandpa Mo."

Aten invited Randles Mo to the stone bed, sat down, and slowly told the story about the beginning.

"Oh, you mean my eldest brother sealed Akana's last minion? That's really great."

Randles Moe was deeply relieved.

"Wait a minute, you just said that there is a little boy named Xiaoguang?"

Randalls Mo suddenly stood up, grabbed Atun's collar and asked.