The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

There was Gao Lan, and going out was also smooth, and the two quickly passed the Renhuang Ancient Road and the front hall and left the secret place.

"Let's go, drink!" As soon as the surrounding water was up, Meng Qi's head sounded loudly, and immediately turned around, not discerning things.

When he recovered his sense of the outside world, he found that he was already in an abandoned courtyard. The house was in disrepair for years. The eaves of the pillars were covered with spider webs. In winter, weeds could not be seen.

Since time was spent in Longtai, it was already night.

"This is it?" Meng Qi looked puzzledly at Gao Lan next to him.

Gao Lan grabbed a few spider webs at random, walked up the steps, leaned cross-legged against the side pillars, and took out several altars of wine and beef like a joke: "I do n’t know where Jiangdong is, but I ’m right away from Longtai! The little daughter-in-law estimated that the news had been spread out, and there was already criticism, there was no way to relax and drink! "

Little daughter-in-law ... Meng Qi jumped at the corner of her eyes, sat across from Gao Lan, patted the mud seal, and smelled a strong scent of wine.

仅仅 是} Just the taste makes Meng Qi's pores open, soothing and drunk.

He knew that Gao Lan was wine taken from items such as mustard rings, but he did not doubt that he had said that he had to go out in a hurry and did not bring anything of value. With his insane nature, he really made it with alcohol and no food. Treasure.

"The name of the wine is" Drunk Immortal ", which can make you drunk." Gao Lan made the master lonely.

Not to mention Gao Lan, at the level of Meng Qi, even if he doesn't rely on his qi to dissolve his drunkenness, it is very difficult for him to get drunk just by his arrogant flesh, and he said with a smile: "Haha, alcohol is not drunk!"

"Well said, wine is not drunk! Everyone is drunk! Dry!" Gao Lan raised the jar in front of him and murmured a big sip.

Meng Qi had all kinds of learning, and saw that the liquor was golden, just like amber. Before I entered, I felt drunk.

A line of clear and sweet slipped across the throat, fell into the stomach pocket, and then, as if a volcano erupted, the burning meaning burned around Meng Qi's body, burning the bruises and other injuries together, making people feel both intense and refreshing.

The drunkenness surged, and Meng Qi's face quickly turned red, already a little drunk: "Good wine!"

Gao Lan drank several mouthfuls and chewed beef. Vaguely said: "In the past few years, I have suffered a lot of pickled radon, and it was only through the" Drunk Immortal "that I survived and waited until" Tianming "."

"Brother Gao, dry it, I wish you to take off the shoal and return to the sea!" Meng Qi said to the wine jar. "In the future, the world will only hear the name of Gao Lan. No one knows who the magician is."

Gao Lan laughed, and was satisfied with Meng Qi's blessing. He sipped several sips, and then licked his lips, "If there is a choice. I would rather Han Guang be okay, I have to fight with him before I die!"

"Little brother, you say it's weird, I've said it for many years with Han Guang. But I never met!"

Meng Qi has always been interested in the anecdotes of the rivers and lakes, and said with a whisper: "Brother Gao, you have been called for so many years in the world. You have always been on the same side?"

If you are such an admirable opponent, you will have to meet for a while!

"Yi went south to find him a few times, but he came from the Demon Nine Road, with a mysterious track, hiding his head and showing his tail. He never met, but later, later ..." Gao Lan suddenly became a little dreadful.

He raised the wine jar, took a sigh, and shifted the topic: "Little brother, is Luo Luo your daughter-in-law?"

"No, Brother Gao, you misunderstood ..." Meng Qi was waiting to explain, and Gao Lan shook her head and said, "Luo Jiao Yao Nu is unpredictable, erratic and changeable. If you marry her, you are afraid. Can't let it go, it's wrong, but there are other confidantes? "

"No, no." Meng Qi hastily denied.

Gao Lan's eyes stared: "You are also at the top of the list, eh, is it at the top of the list? How can you not have a lot of confidantes?"

He was detained for many years, only recently secretly escaped from the trap, and has no knowledge of the current list, but how he cultivated, a glance at Meng Qi, probably know his strength, knowing that he can be in the forefront of the list.

"I really don't, my brother is very upright, he is brave and brave, the old way is hot ..." "Drunken Immortal" is really powerful, Meng Qi has already drunk a bit, "Just two women happened in the life and death."

"That's fine, let's hear it," Gao Lan said vaguely.

"One is a top maid of the family, both talented and beautiful, seemingly cold, but naughty ..." Meng Qi whispered, holding the wine jar.

Gao Lan snorted: "The top family has the most rules, and I know it better than you. If you marry her, hey, what is wrong with you, what else?"

"There is another big martial art of Naibu Tao, genius is brilliant, radiant, sword-like, straightforward, cheerful and generous ..." Meng Qi grabbed a piece of dried beef to eat.

Gao Lan has drank a bottle of wine: "It sounds clinging to martial arts, it is wrong that a prince is better than a lover."

Even being wronged three times, Meng Qi is inevitably a little annoyed. Can you say anything to my little friend?

"Brother Gao, you are always wrong. You are afraid that there is a standard of" properness. "

Gao Lan photographed the altar: "Of course!"

"Zong Rong Shengxian is noble but not arrogant. Regardless of being rich or poor, she is of equal value and has a compassionate heart. She also has a small temperament and occasionally coquettishness. She often does things that make people laugh. She looks like a woman who ca n’t bear hardships. Ups and downs, suffering, I have never seen her complain ... "

"... Hurt her ..."

Talking, Gao Lan's facial muscles were twisted and his eyes were red, and he seemed to cry.

Meng Qi wasn't too drunk yet, and was about to persuade him, and she saw Gao Lan sip a sip of wine: "Male husband, don't shed blood or cry!"

He lowered the altar and breathed a sigh of relief: "But you can cry like crazy!"

Patting the ground, he whispered a rough voice:

"A hundred-year-old dream of a dream butterfly, looking back to the past is bleak."

"Today is spring, the Ming Dynasty is grateful, and the night light is extinguished."

...

"Want to have a limited cup of life, how many Chongyang festivals?"

He sang a song, and Meng Qi also heard it in his lifetime. It belongs to the Yuan song. Although Gao Lan sang in general, the victory is sincere and sentimental. The rough voice is more autumnal and desolate. People who listen can't help but sing the beat, sing in sorrow in their hearts, or think of their homeland, or miss the old.

The friends and relatives of the last life were never missed, and the friends of this life were separated by life and death. Meng Qi was infected by the cry of Gao Lang's crazy song. In addition to the upsurge of drunkenness, he also beat the pat, held the altar, and drank.

Gao Lan stood up slowly. Carrying the altar, sip outwards, pointing at the first moon while singing:

"... Afraid of the twilight and twilight of the dusk, no matter how and how, the new cry marks over the old ones, and the broken heart remembers the broken heart ..."

The sorrowful tunes that were supposed to be sorrowful by him sounded like a wolf, but even more sad.

Meng Qi was so drunk, he was again sorrowful, and he stood up. Stumbled along, letting out his throat and singing:

"... Afraid of dusk suddenly and dusk ... Broken-hearted people remember Broken-hearted people!"

They drank and sang, and sang and drank, leaving the yard. It fell to the wall of the alley again.

Nearby is an inn. The second and third floors were all wrapped up. In a certain room, a face was white. The dignified girl was watching her father worry, and the girl next to her was trembling, afraid to make any movement.

"... Afraid of the dusk suddenly and dusk ... the broken gut remembers the broken gut ..." A sad, rough, vague song came. The middle-aged man who let the pacing hand frowned slightly.

The girl looked back and motioned for the ring, and asked her to open the window to see what was happening below.

Yahuan reached the window, poked her head, and looked around: "Miss, two drunks are running dry."

"Two drunks?" The lady came over puzzled, staring at her, and saw two people sitting half-lying and lying on the left side of the alley, one with a beard and no age, one who seemed to be a young man, and there were several bottles of wine in front of them. From time to time, sing loudly.

"Miss, do you want to remind them to say a few words, late at night, disturbing dreams?" Yahuan said carefully.

"No need." It was the middle-aged man who spoke, "The man is dying, so what do these things do?"

"Daddy ..." the young girl was crying.

The middle-aged man sighed: "It was the father who provoked the terrible enemies, and it will be given to them, so as not to affect you and your mother. After tonight, you and your mother go to God to trust your aunt. She still has a few Thin-faced ... "

"How powerful are they? Can they be compared to the six doors?" The girl's hands crumpled.

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "It was a mistake to walk for the father. This incident hit six doors, and it is difficult to escape a dead letter. It also exposes you to revenge and endless troubles. It is better to give up this life and change your peace . "

The girl was waiting to speak, and then she heard the ring war yell, "Come, here."

She looked back and found a group of people coming from another street, all dressed in black robes, fierce and evil, headed by a terrible momentum, looking very powerful.

"Oh, at least three of them could easily be killed as fathers ..." The middle-aged man seemed to have lost his strength and could only be supported by his will.

The girl's tears fell and she didn't know what to do.

"... Afraid of dusk suddenly and dusk ... Broken-hearted people recalling Broken-hearted people ..." This group of men in black passed the alley and suddenly heard the sound of mad songs.

Frowning for the head: "Two drunks, it's so bad, they took a break and threw them away, lest they see us acting, if we resist ..."

He compared the gestures and motionlessly.

Immediately a few men rushed past, and when they pulled out the sword, they would teach Meng Qi and Gao Lan.

Meng Qi looked at them drunk: "You, come, what do you do?"

"What? Hey, you don't need to be drunk anymore in your life," one of the men laughed.

The middle-aged man saw this scene and wondered whether he should cry or laugh: "These two drunks are really asking for themselves ..."

The girl's tears were hazy, she looked at it, and suddenly saw a knife light shining, silver and white, like a dragon spreading.

When the light was scattered, including the head of a few feet away, the body fell to the ground, only the drunk ghost who stumbled backwards.

"Gao, Brother Gao, they, why did they suddenly lose their anger?" This was the most incisive of Meng Qi's stabbing killing. With only one move, the other army was wiped out.

Gao Lan laughed: "On behalf of, on behalf of the Tianshen fist ... If you let them go, they would never dare to have!"

"Okay, good boxing ..." Meng Qi piqued his pride and drank another drink. "What's the point of changing the song, changing the song, old and always sad, Jiang, Jianghu people, have their own pride!"

He sang and sang: "The sea laughed, the tide across the strait ..."

After listening, Gao Lan felt that the tune was strange, but it was more interesting. He followed the road and said, "... Tao Langtao has done all the fine things in the world ..."

"The breeze laughs ..." The song sang into the ears of middle-aged men and girls, waking them up.

"Dad, would you like to thank them, thank them?" Said the girl blankly.

The middle-aged man exhaled: "No need, this worldly high-level man, the game is red, and the most hated of being disturbed."

"Cang Sheng laughed ..." Meng Qi and Gao Lan sang in unison, feeling amused, smiling at each other.

Gao Lan patted his thigh and said, "Little brother, oh, ah, I haven't met such a friend for a long time, and we are going to worship! Come, let's worship!"

"Okay, okay." Meng Qi opened his eyes hard and no longer knew what he was doing. (To be continued ...) 2k novel reading network