The Otherworldly God

"It's very simple."

With a glance from her, a little fox came over and drew a circle not far from the low table she conjured up. Another little fox reluctantly approached a few Taoists who might want to kill it, trembling with fear the whole time.

After everything was ready, Mei Xianger began to explain the rules.

"Here are five bowls, one bowl of water, one bowl of sugar water, one bowl of ordinary wine, one bowl of strong liquor that makes you drunk in one gulp, and one bowl of poisoned wine. Don't worry, this poisoned wine won't kill you immediately. There will naturally be someone who can cure this poison after you leave the tower. However, I'm afraid your medicine for curing Xiang Yao's poison is useless. The game is very simple. You draw a piece of paper first. After all, whoever wins the game first has the upper hand. It all depends on your luck."

Mei Xianger returned to her seat and sat down gracefully.

The twelve of them were already tired. It would be too much to fight against the legendary nine-tailed fox whose ability was higher than Xiang Yao. Many people thought it was just a matter of drawing a piece of paper and drinking a bowl of wine.

Shi Jin was the oldest person among them. He was the first to stand up and said that he wanted to be the first to be drawn. Naturally, no one objected.

He took a piece of paper from the bowl in the little fox's hand, and there was the number "one" written on it.

"One, does that mean I'm going to drink this first glass of water?"

"Wrong. What you drink is not determined by the number in your hand, but by you."

"What do you mean?"

"The number you draw now will be the order in which you will play the game later. As for the five bowls of wine, the contents are exactly what I just told you, but I don't know what is in each bowl. I will give you a hydrangea in the order in which you get it, but whether you can take the hydrangea depends on your luck."

Another little fox came out to demonstrate.

"The master wants you to stand here, with your backs to the bowls behind you, throw the hydrangea in your hand, and drink from whichever bowl it hits. But I want to remind you that you cannot use magic in this circle."

"That's right. If you can control it with magic, wouldn't that allow you to do whatever you want? That's not fair to some people either."

Mei Xianger deliberately looked at Le Zheng Yuhua.

"Thank you for thinking of me, Miss."

"You are being sentimental." Mei Xiang'er turned away from looking at Le Zheng Yuhua and continued to explain her game: "Only those who throw the sugar water can take the hydrangea away safely. If it is plain water, you can throw it again; if it is ordinary wine, as long as you can drink the whole jar of wine without falling down, you will also win; if it is strong wine, similarly, if you don't get drunk after one sip, you will also win. Only the bowl of poisoned wine, the one who throws it will lose directly."

"Wouldn't it be easy to win?"

At this time, everyone had drawn their numbers. Shi Jin took number one and walked into the circle with a smile. Mei Xianger handed him a hydrangea. He turned around and was about to throw it, but she stopped him.

"Another thing is that if you miss the shot, you still lose."

"How can you miss the shot at such a short distance?"

"Then please."

Shi Jin threw the ball confidently, as if he was sure to win. Shi Jin, who had never known what it felt like to have no magic, thought that as long as he exerted a little force, the ball would naturally fall on the table. In the end, it fell in the middle of the first table, causing several young people to burst into laughter, not knowing what had happened.

Before he could look back to see what was going on, he had already left the tower. The Shi family didn't understand why he lost by throwing a ball, until Shi Jin explained it to them. It was only after they explained it that Shi Jin realized why he lost. He lamented that his reputation was ruined in an instant, and he beat his chest and stamped his feet, regretting it too late!

Li Zhongpeng, the eldest son of the Li family, stood in the circle, and the hydrangea naturally fell into his hands. He raised his hand and threw it, but the hydrangea was caught by the bowl and did not fall to the ground.

"Hit a bowl."

Li Zhongpeng turned around proudly, and a little fox brought the bowl to him. Then he remembered that he was going to drink it. He took the bowl and smelled it when he brought it to his mouth.

"It's tasteless. It's not wine."

He seemed to see victory.

"I almost forgot. Just in case one of you has a sharp nose and can smell it, I've eliminated the smell."

"You old fox, you've lost your taste. How can we know if you're cheating? What if all five bowls of wine are poisoned?"

"So, will you drink it or not?"

Li Zhongpeng looked at the clear unknown substance in the bowl in his hand and thought: "If I compete with her now, all the suffering I have endured will be in vain."

He hesitated for a long time and didn't say anything. He made up his mind and drank it in one gulp.

His heart was beating so hard that he didn't even dare to taste it. Fortunately, there was only sweetness in his mouth. He couldn't even believe it.

"Is it sugar water?"

He left the tower before getting Mei Xiang'er's approval, with a hydrangea in his hand. After a while, he realized that he had won and was very happy.

When Shi Jin saw how happy he was, he felt even more regretful. He patted his knee and sighed.

"It was just a little bit off. Oh, it's my own fault."

The next one was Gongsun Shouli. The first thing he threw was colorless and tasteless water, but he drank it all up, believing that the Mu family would not harm them and Mu Xin would not harm him.

Fortunately, he hit the sugar water the second time and successfully got the hydrangea. As soon as he came out, other people from the Gongsun family came over to congratulate him.

Gongsun Shouli was happy but he did not show it, because he was one step closer to Mu Xin. However, he knew that the hydrangea was just a stepping stone and he still had a hurdle to overcome.

Several of them succeeded in succession, including Le Zhenghongjun, Le Zhengli and Wu Shaojie.

Li Zhongyou didn't have the same luck as his brother. He got a shot of ordinary liquor and drank a whole jar of it, which made his stomach feel uncomfortable.

He staggered, but did not fall.

"How is it? I won, right?"

"Your Excellency really has a good alcohol tolerance. Congratulations."

As soon as he got out of the tower, Li Zhongyou almost fell down. Fortunately, Li Zhongpeng supported him. He watched him vomit and felt very disgusted.

Zhang Huizhi also threw the wine, but thinking of Li Zhongyou's miserable appearance, he refused to drink a jar of wine, which meant he gave up.

After being sent out of the tower, the tribesmen didn't understand why he didn't fight like Li Zhongyou at this point, not to mention that he had a very good alcohol tolerance.

"Ms. Mu will not marry me."

Zhang Huizhi was well aware that due to his age, he could never compare to the others. He was also worried about being embarrassed after drinking. He also knew that Miss Mu had had private contact with Gongsun Shouli, and he didn't want to take away her favor.

"what?"

He ignored it and looked at the image of Le Zheng Yuhua in the clear mirror and still water.

"Le Zheng Yuhua, interesting."

As he put away the folding fan in his hand, a Taoist friend who was poisoned by wine was sent out. He was not interested in seeing who he was, because someone had gone to save him anyway.

He stared at Le Zheng Yuhua, he was the last one to go on stage, then looked at Mei Xianger, her expression seemed like she had deliberately left him for last, he didn't know what her plan was.