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The antique inn was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

A group of monsters rarely seen in the world gather here to have a great time.

My wine table is filled with snacks and side dishes.

Wangcai and Fuguier used their paws to pick up the beef jerky on the plate.

Even if we go back in time and experience the same scene for the second time, their greedy look remains unchanged.

I smiled.

Picking up the Wangyou wine jar, he gently opened the cork.

A strong aroma of wine wafted out.

Pour a little from the wine bowl.

Clear and translucent, color like amber.

Facing the temptation of Wangyoujiu for the second time, I felt quite calm inside.

Sit quietly and wait patiently.

"I poured the wine but didn't drink it. Are you waiting for someone?"

Sure enough, after a while, an old voice came from the side.

"That's right, I'm waiting for you, Senior Bai." I smiled slightly and turned my head.

The old monster had a head and face covered with white hair, and his two black eyes shone with surprise.

"Brother, do we know each other? Why don't I have any impression of you?"

The white-haired monster sat down.

"Senior Lao Bai is famous in the demon world. I have heard about it for a long time, so I recognized you at a glance." I smiled lightly.

"Harm, no matter what you say, it's all a false name."

The white-haired monster also knew what his reputation was in the outside world, so he scratched his head guiltily, and then glanced at the wine bowl.

He smacked his mouth and asked in confusion: "Brother, you just said you were waiting for me, what happened?"

"Senior Bai, smell the aroma of this wine. Is this a peerless wine?" I picked up the wine bowl and waved it twice in front of the white-haired monster's nose.

The white-haired monster sniffed and shook his head with the wine bowl.

"How can this count? This is it. The Wangyou wine brewed by the landlady herself is not only a fine wine, it is also a panacea to soothe the soul. After drinking it, there will be no worries at all."

The white-haired monster swallowed his saliva.

"Senior Bai is right! It's a pity that I don't drink wine by nature, so any good wine is insignificant to me. But it's a waste, so I'm waiting for a friend who understands wine."

I paused deliberately to whet the white-haired monster's appetite, and then pushed the wine bowl in front of the white-haired monster: "Senior Bai knows wine so well, so I will give you this bowl of wine."

"Really?" The white-haired monster's eyes widened in surprise.

I smiled and made a gesture of invitation to the white-haired monster.

"Thank you so much, brother!" The white-haired monster quickly picked up the wine bowl and brought it to his mouth. He took a small sip and tasted the taste, showing an extremely intoxicated expression.

Then, he couldn't wait to drink the rest of the wine in one gulp.

"Good wine! Good wine!"

Putting down the wine bowl, the white-haired monster's eyes lit up.

"Senior Bai, how are you?" I patted the wine jar and asked deliberately.

"Good wine! Good wine!"

The highest compliments often come in the simplest terms.

The white-haired monster couldn't help but stare at the wine jar, obviously still unfinished.

For an old drunkard like it, it's okay if it doesn't drink. Once it takes a sip, if you ask it to stop, it will definitely feel uncomfortable and itchy all over.

I nodded and deliberately changed the topic.

"We become friends after drinking. Senior Bai, I'm new here. I don't know the details of the Wanbao Conference yet. Could you please tell me, senior?"

"Okay, this is the Wanbao Conference."

The white-haired monster seemed to have lice on its body, scratching its buttons left and right, its eyes always drifting to the wine jar involuntarily.

But I stopped mentioning the topic of wine, which made me anxious.

After holding it in for a while, it couldn't hold it in any longer. It licked the corner of its mouth and asked tentatively: "Brother, by the way, you don't drink. You still have such a big jar of Wangyou wine. Are you ready?" How to deal with it?”

"I plan to give it to a friend." I smiled slightly.

"Oh, then I'm so lucky to be your friend!" The white-haired monster's eyes showed envy, "Didn't you know your friend is at the inn? Can you tell me, brother, so that I can get some help?"

"Present." I nodded lightly.

"Really? Who is it?" The white-haired monster quickly looked around.

"No wonder you, a new dead ghost, can enter the Hunlai Inn. It turns out that you are protected by a friend. I wonder who the big boss is?"

Any monster that accidentally met its gaze would quickly move away with disgust and contempt.

Either glare at him, show disgust and contempt, and quickly move away.

"Brother, who is your friend?"

The curiosity of the white-haired monster was so fascinating to me.

"It's not convenient for me to disclose his identity for the time being. You will know it later." I said calmly.

In the eyes of the white-haired monster, it seemed mysterious and profound.

It looked at the two cats squatting on the table and showed a look that I understood.

"I understand. Just by looking at these two white tigers, I know that you are not an ordinary person. No wonder the landlady just gave you a jar of Wangyou wine."

"Low-key, low-key." I waved my hand nonchalantly.

"I understand, I understand." The white-haired monster smiled flatteringly, looking at Wangyoujiu and licking his lips involuntarily.

He rambled a few more words.

In the lobby, a scream suddenly sounded.

"Another unlucky guy without eyes! He deserves it!" The white-haired monster shook his head.

I turned to look.

It was the two guys who were doing private transactions who were mercilessly taught a lesson by the landlady and turned into a pool of blood.

It was almost time, so I found an excuse to take the two cats to the toilet.

The floorboards on the second floor were shaking slightly, and some dust shook off from time to time.

After the two cats looked around, they hugged the pillar and climbed up to the second floor.

I smiled and took out my mobile phone in the live broadcast room.

The screen glowed faintly.

I saw my complicated face.

In the live broadcast room, familiar IDs flashed by one after another, so familiar and friendly.

This time, there is no need to ask about the time. I know that it is around 1 am at this moment.

The handsome guy's name is six words: "Boss Li, you have really opened the door to a new world for me. Even if this is an act, I will admit it!"

Nan Jiuxi: "It's really interesting. Calling for Boss Li."

The King of Bastards: "What about Master Daoji? Come out and take a few steps to make us healthy. What do you think?"

Master Daoji: "Come out as soon as you ask me to. Who do you think you are?"

Li Ritian: "I don't know if this master is a master, but it is true that he has a bad mind. The identification is complete!"

Nan Jiuxi: "You were laughed at and said, thank you!"

Master Daoji: "I don't have the same knowledge as you mortals, huh!"

Nan Jiuxi: "Boss Li, do you think you have traveled through time? Don't sit there all the time. Can you walk around and let us see more?"

Long Aotian: "I want to see the boss lady! Hey, why do I feel that I have said this before?"

Nan Jiuxi: "Yes, yes, I feel the same way. It's obviously the first time I've watched Boss Li's live broadcast, but it seems like I've experienced it once before. Some of the words and some of the pictures feel like I've seen them somewhere before."

Frankenstein: "What a fuss! This is just an illusion, medically called pareidolia, or visual memory."

Lao Ba's Secret Ollie said: "Upstairs, the illusion you mentioned is only limited to familiar environments. But this is our first time watching this live broadcast."

The live broadcast room is still very lively.

Have you, like me, turned back time?

My heart is full of emotions.

It was only more than twenty hours apart, but it seemed like more than twenty centuries had passed.

Taking a deep breath, I smiled and shouted softly at the screen.

"I, Boss Li, am back."