Drink, chat, brag.

People who drink too much can do anything.

Except for math problems!

As a normal person, Gao Wen did not intend to drink the little Taoist boy who was unknown to the depth.

Taking advantage of the reason of being drunk, chatting with the other party for a few words and making a good start is the limit he can achieve.

So after feeling that he had drunk too much, Gao Wen did not hold on, but fell head-on into the coffin behind him.

With a plop.

The little Taoist boy who was competing with dog meat was startled and woke up three points of alcohol.

"Where are people?"

Looking down the chain, seeing Gao Wen lying in the coffin, the little Taoist boy smiled.

I didn't know where I turned out a blanket to cover Gao Wen.

He is just a simple person.

I have been in Jiuquan for more than ten years, and it is not easy to meet someone who can play with him.

Of course, that's just that.

After a few days, the coffin of the mountain ghost entered the village, Gao Wen's body still needs to be used to exchange for nectar.

He cleaned up the wine bottles and bones on the ground with his hands and feet. The little boy was holding the pot and planning to do the trivial matters tonight.

He looked up.

I saw the Tianshi who had changed into a costume staring at him straight away.

"Is there something wrong?" the little Taoist asked with a smile.

"You have eaten the corpse of a disciple of the Taiyin lineage."

"It's just a joke." The little Taoist boy disagreed.

"Is the meat delicious?"

"I said it, I was having fun." The little Taoist's eyes turned brown and yellow.

Seeing this, the costume celestial master let out a strange laugh from his mouth.

"I'm sick!" The little Taoist boy turned around and left.

Who would have thought that the voice of the costume master came from behind him again.

"Do you regret it..."

......

......

Waking up is the beginning of a new day.

Hardworking people will always be rewarded.

In Gao Wen's eyes, the striking little Taoist boy is a very hardworking person.

It was almost dawn, and this guy who looked twelve or thirteen years old began to carry out a major cleaning of the charity house.

Front hall and back yard, fallen leaves and dust, inside and out.

The yard was already very clean, and the Taoist still spent two hours cleaning it.

Gao Wen suspected that he just didn't dare to let himself be idle, for fear that he would become like a Tianshi and be driven crazy by the boring and crazy environment of Jiuquan.

Yes, the celestial master in the charity village is so crazy.

This was what the little Taoist said when he was drinking yesterday.

A powerful immortal, forced into a madman by being lonely, rigid, boring, unable to see hope, and unable to see the end of life.

The reason why the Heavenly Master was possessed by ghosts was that he would give ghosts an opportunity to take advantage of after he went crazy.

The little Taoist boy didn't want to follow the footsteps of Tianshi, so he arranged every day full of time and was unwilling to give himself time to think.

Fortunately, the busy Taoist boy did not forget to prepare breakfast for Gao Wen.

A bowl of millet porridge, two yellow flour buns, and a plate of pickles.

They were all planted by little Taoists in the mountains by themselves.

The buns are soft when bitten.

Gao Wen took a few bites, looked at the Taoist boy and squatted in front and looked at him, and couldn't help but put down the bowls and chopsticks:

"Don't you go to have a meal?"

"Me?" the little Taoist boy pointed at himself.

"right."

"I don't need it. I've already fasted my stomach and can only absorb spiritual energy. After eating these things, I have to find ways to excrete them."

Fasting? It means you don’t have to eat anymore?

After literally understanding the meaning of these two words, Gao Wen nodded and did not continue to ask why he still made these foods since he didn't have to eat.

He started eating openly in front of the Taoist boy.

“Is it delicious?”

"It's delicious." Gao Wen nodded.

I drank too much wine the first day, and woke up the next day and ate some light grains, which would feel very delicious.

“Just delicious.”

Seeing Gao Wen finishing the meal, the little Taoist boy smiled and put away his chopsticks: "By the way, let me tell you, three days later, the mountain ghost will come to take your body away."

After notifying Gao Wen, the little Taoist boy ran to work on other things.

Three days later?

Today is the third day that Gao Wen has arrived in Jiuquan.

‘In other words, that monster called Shangui will kill me before I return.’

Gao Wen, who was full, thought for no reason.

Time is coming, but it should be time.

that's all.

Under the sun, Gawain was listening to the old master on the stage singing while enjoying the leisurely sunbathing.

Until the sun rises into the air.

Dong!

The big gun in the singting master's hand fell to the ground, and the old sing master who had recovered his spiritual consciousness glanced around.

"Don't always have Taiyin disciples who have masters of the Tianshi..."

Daily conversations are like repeating yesterday.

The Heavenly Master opened the altar to preach, and those who sought to live flocked to listen.

But what's different from yesterday is.

Amid the chanting of the Heavenly Master, there were a few people gathered together in the corner of the coffin in the yard.

Well, there is a pot of dog meat stew over there.

Drink wine and eat meat.

Say something you have done wrong.

Drink too much.

Wow, crying loudly.

The scene was a bit embarrassing.

Faced with such a scene, the little Taoist boy was holding a wine bottle and watching with a smile.

The celestial master on the stage glanced at him and stopped paying attention.

What can a group of dying mortals do?

In Jiuquan, no matter what happens between these mortals, it can be forgiven.

I guess so.....

......

......

With the first time, there will be the second time.
To be continued...