Luo Feiyu and Wuhua looked around and saw in front of Lao Tang's wine shop at the end of the long street, a handsome man with bare upper body and stubble on his face, holding a large bowl and pouring wine into his mouth.

Luo Feiyu often came to Lao Tang's place to drink. Each of his wine bowls had a fixed weight. Luo Feiyu recognized at a glance that the bowl in the man's hand was the largest one. One bowl contained twelve full cups.

Two drinks.

There were piles of empty wine bottles in front of the man, but he seemed to be still not satisfied. He poured the fine rice wine into his stomach like water. Onlookers could not help but be stunned when they saw his drinking posture.

But Luo Feiyu and Wuhua were not too surprised, because this person was actually a friend they had both met.

The drunkard was Hu Tiehua who was drinking to drown his sorrows.

Hu Tiehua met Luo Feiyu once in the desert. Although Luo Feiyu recognized him, he still pretended not to know him. He stepped forward and asked in a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "I have never met this brother."

We are acquaintances, why do you ruin my marriage if we are good brothers?"

Hu Tiehua didn't know whether she was drunk or not, so she muttered to herself: "When an alcoholic drinks too much, he likes to promise someone to get married. But after he sobers up, if you ask him to fulfill his promise, he will outrun a rabbit."

It’s so quick...that’s a badass! Drunkards are just bastards who like to show off by being drunk!”

Luo Feiyu didn't know for a moment whether Hu Tiehua was scolding him or herself.

Wuhua casually sat down next to him and nodded slightly to Hu Tiehua: "It turns out to be Brother Hu, long time no see."

Hu Tiehua raised his eyes and took a look. He thought it was a similar condom, but when he saw it was Wuhua, his drunkenness disappeared and his mind became clear: "...You, you are a monk, aren't you...?!" This is not a stone.

Is that the eldest son of Guanyin?

His eyes lingered on Luo Feiyu dressed as a beggar for a while, and then on Wuhua dressed as a wandering monk, and his expression suddenly became strange: "So it was you two who were clamoring to get married just now?"

Luo Feiyu raised his legs and stepped on the bench to support his arms. He turned his head and asked Wuhua: "My dear, is this your friend?"

Hu Tiehua's expression became even more exciting when she heard him call Wuhua, and her big cat-like eyes flickered, as if she had heard something extraordinary.

Before Wuhua could answer, Hu Tiehua denied it coldly: "Who is his friend? I won't make friends with such a person!"

Luo Feiyu nodded in understanding: "Oh, do you know each other?"

Hu Tiehua snorted, as if she didn't want to talk to Wuhua.

Wuhua smiled lightly and was not angry. Instead, he followed Hu Tiehua's previous words and kicked the ball back: "Jiu'er said that he is an alcoholic. Then according to what Brother Hu said, the promise you just made was whether you were drunk or not.

drunk?"

Luo Feiyu reacted very quickly and said with a playful smile: "I'm not drunk, and I certainly wasn't talking drunk just now!"

However, Hu Tiehua exposed him in a weird way: "Drunk people usually say they are not drunk."

"..." Luo Feiyu's good retreat was blocked by the drunk cat. He raised his eyebrows and said, "My dear friend, I never offended you in Songjiang Mansion, right? Why do you still think so when I marry a villager?"

Do you want to tear me down?"

Hearing this, Hu Tiehua spit out a mouthful of wine, holding her belly and laughing loudly: "What did you say? Marry him? You little beggar who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, what a big mouth! Will a person like him agree to you?"

"

Wuhuadao: "Of course I agree."

Hu Tiehua: "..." Damn it, the sun is out in the west, and this evil monk actually likes to beg for food! Lost in love and running into an abusive dog, what a damn bad luck!

Hu Tiehua had already drank a lot, and her chest was filled with annoyance, and her face felt a little aggrieved. She closed her mouth and started drinking.

He just wanted to get drunk and have a good time at the moment. As for whether Wuhua was causing trouble in Songjiang Mansion or showing up by chance, he didn't want to care at all now.

Although Luo Feiyu didn't have a close relationship with Hu Tiehua, he also knew that this man was a completely optimistic person. He was always happy and triumphant whenever he saw him. Now looking at his sad and depressed look, he actually felt a little strange: "Brother

But if you encounter something sad, you might as well tell it to make everyone happy."

As he said this, he sat down opposite Hu Tiehua, snatched a jar of unopened rice wine from him, clinked it with Hu Tiehua's big bowl, opened the lid and drank most of the jar in one go.

.

Among men, after drinking and patting each other on the shoulder, they are the brothers with whom they can confide their concerns. Even if there is a huge depression in front of the wine table, there is nothing that cannot be vomited out.

Hu Tiehua was stunned by his generosity, and her chest could not help but open up a little. She placed the wine bowl on the table, slapped the table and gave a thumbs up: "What a guy! What a drinker!!"

Seeing that they knew each other, the onlookers sat down to drink and chat. They realized that there was no excitement to be seen, so they gradually dispersed.

Hu Tiehua completely regarded Wuhua as nothing, and instead acted like brothers with Luo Feiyu. She picked up the wine bowl and drank three big bowls with Luo Feiyu before sighing in discomfort: "Hey, ordinary women are so lazy when they see me.

It’s a miracle that you, a dirty and smelly pauper, didn’t hide away. You woman, you didn’t beat me up to spoil your good deeds, but you actually came to drink with me..."

Luo Feiyu smiled and said: "When an alcoholic meets an alcoholic, it would be a miracle if they didn't have a drink together."

Hu Tiehua finally felt a little happier. When he smiled, his eyes were like those of a simple child. But he didn't smile for a few minutes before he thought of something sad again. He shook his head with a grimace and said, "I'd rather you beat me up."

Damn, I can feel more comfortable."

Luo Feiyu then asked: "Why?"

Hu Tiehua gave herself a big slap: "I'm just a coward and a bastard!"

He spoke vaguely and cursed as he told his story to the stranger drinking buddy he met by chance.

Hu Tiehua had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a cute personality, which made him very popular with girls. One time he drank too much and agreed to marry Gao Yanan, a Qingfeng swordsman of the Huashan sect. The girl's family was filled with joy, but he suddenly sobered up.

, actually completely denied it. Gao Yanan asked Hu Tiehua not to default on his debts, and chased him for three years, so Hu Tiehua escaped for three years.

This drunk cat was probably born to be a bitch. When Gao Yanan chased him, he didn't dare to agree to get married, but he felt proud in his heart. But just a while ago, he met Gao Yanan by chance and greeted her from a distance, but she didn't look like she had anything to do with her.

She ignored him as if she didn't know him, and Hu Tiehua suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"She must have been hurt by me and no longer wants to talk to me, but I...it's not that I don't like her! I just don't want to get married..."

When Luo Feiyu heard that he was upset because of this incident, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes. His original worry and sympathy also disappeared, and he snorted coldly: "That's right! You refused to fulfill your promise to others, and they don't want you now."

Now, who can you show your discomfort to?"

Hu Tiehua wanted to get angry, but then she realized that Luo Feiyu was absolutely right when she scolded him, so she continued: "In the past, when she was chasing after me, I didn't feel anything at all, but when she ignored me,

Maybe in a few years she will be chasing after others, but I actually think she is more important than anything else..."

When Wuhua heard what he said, he glanced at Luo Feiyu without any trace, and said with a smile: "Men have always been like this." Even he himself was the same.

Luo Feiyu sneered unceremoniously: "You are only upset because she is leaving you this time, not because you are leaving her. If the situation were reversed, I guarantee you would not even realize what a bastard you are!"

Hu Tiehua was stunned, and Luo Feiyu's previous two sentences kept swaying in his mind, like a needle accurately piercing his pain point.

He was silent for a long time, then slapped himself again.

"What you said is absolutely correct. I'm used to being alone. I always felt that I would lose my freedom when I got married, so I kept delaying her..."

Luo Feiyu said while drinking: "Most people who like wine love freedom and free and easy. There is nothing wrong with this, but if you mistake decadence for freedom, mistake indulgence for free and easy, make promises to others and then run away,

If you are dumped by a girl, you will only live in a drunken dream. That is the person who dumped us as drunkards! If you ask me, you might as well let the girl go. Since her heart is broken, she will never look back."

Hu Tiehua became even more sad and shouted loudly asking Old Tang to give him more wine.

Luo Feiyu knew what he needed now, so he scolded people and stabbed him in the heart with a knife. Hu Tiehua felt very happy. He had been soaking in the wine vat for several days and was not drunk. Today, Luo Feiyu finally made him drunk.

Down.

At this time, it was completely dark, and the wine seller, Old Tang, was so sleepy that he fell asleep in front of his stall. Luo Feiyu drank a lot of wine, but he could still stand up.

Wuhua stood up together with him, and asked with dark eyes: "Jiu'er obviously knows a lot of allusions and idioms, why do you have to act vulgar every time in front of me?"

Luo Feiyu was drunk, but his mind was still clear. He deliberately used the alcohol to get drunk: "I, as soon as I see you, I can't say anything!"

"……Oh."

Luo Feiyu picked his chin like a bully and grinned: "My darling, why are you laughing?"

Wuhua didn't pat his hand away, but stared at him with a smile: "No, I think Jiu'er is cute."

"...!" Luo Feiyu couldn't stand his gaze and couldn't hold it back. He coughed slightly and turned his face to the side. He mumbled a few more times in shock: "Baby, you are really..." He suddenly felt dizzy in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, Wuhua's bald head changed from one to eight. He shook his head, feeling that something was wrong.

"Will... tease..."

Paji.

Sister Tou, who drank her 10,000th cup, was gloriously lying down in front of the wine table with Hu Tiehua across from her.

Satisfied, Wuhua came over, leaned forward slightly, shook his head and said with a smile: "Jiu'er's drinking capacity, this time I am really convinced."

Taking advantage of this perfect opportunity when everyone present was sleeping like a dead pig, he rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand directly towards Luo Feiyu's chest.

The author has something to say: Luo Feiyu: I, Luo Feiyu, promised that ten thousand cups would not fall, but ten thousand cups would not fall! Gudong!

Wuhua: Ten thousand and one.

Luo Feiyu: Paji.
Chapter completed!