The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

"Pfft..."

The disciples standing nearby heard the shout of "water monkey" and trembled and laughed at the same time. The one who was hit on the butt laughed the most happily.

Yu Mian and Miao Jun glanced at each other and shrugged their shoulders together. If they want to laugh, then laugh. It won’t cost them any weight anyway.

Venerable Buqi stretched his neck downwards and said, "Just throw the fruit in here." With a wave of his hand, a large wine jar appeared in the air, hanging there steadily as if it was placed on the ground, without moving.

A disciple nearby was unwilling to squeeze together with Yu Mian and the others, fearing that he would be contaminated by mud, so he quickly squeezed forward, hastily dropping the green crocodile fruit in his Qiankun bag.

Most disciples only have a few, at most a dozen. Occasionally, some quick-handed disciples can get dozens, which is already a lot.

Especially a disciple who used the "Golden Thread Wrapped Flowers" technique, who used spiritual weapons to snatch things in the dark, with a wide radius and quick hands and feet.

He limped forward, holding his butt, glanced at Yu Mian and Miao Jun with disdain, and proudly poured the fruit out of his Qiankun bag.

The Venerable Buqi didn't even look at it and said casually, "109."

Then he threw a small Qiankun bag to him.

This was already the maximum number of disciples present. The man couldn't help but raise his head and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency!"

Then he turned around and glanced at Yu Mian, as if to say, "Little guy!"

Yu Mian and Miao Jun rolled their eyes almost at the same time.

The two men came to the big jar, opened the Qiankun bag, and the fruits fell down like flowing water, filling up half of the jar in a short while.

Venerable Buqi quickly called a halt, "That's enough. Green Crocodile Wine doesn't need too many fruits."

He asked the foundation-building disciples to come because he was too lazy to pick them. Also, the demand for this kind of spiritual fruit was not very high, so he would only take a few sips occasionally to moisten his throat.

Brewing too much will waste the monkey’s resources.

The two men put away the bags in their hands and looked at Master Buqi.

Buqi coughed softly and said, "I'll give you 500 spirit stones. You can take the extra fruits yourself."

He threw a small package down, picked up the large wine jar in front of him and was about to fly away.

Yu Mian thought that he could earn spirit stones and get extra benefits, which was not bad. Unexpectedly, Miao Jun beside him took a small step forward and said, "Venerable Sir, can I not give up the spirit stones and help you to just ask for a glass of wine?"

Yu Mian was puzzled. What did this guy want wine for?

Venerable Buqi, who was about to leave, paused for a moment, looked at the two clay monkeys in front of him, waved his sleeves, and the intoxicating smell of alcohol surged into his heart.

All the dirt on the two people was cleaned away, but a strong aroma of fruit wine was left, like two grains of wine lees.

Seeing that the two of them were clean and still in good shape, Buqi burped and asked, "Do you know... why I am called...?"

Miao Jun thought for a moment and replied, "Don't be fooled by the fermented glutinous rice and don't be afraid of the wine!"

The Taoist nodded, as if he agreed with this statement. He rolled up his sleeves, took the two away, hung them under the rope of the gourd, sang wildly, poured wine and chanted: "Life is all white... Laozao is true! Hahahaha..."

Yu Mian opened his eyes wide and looked at Miao Jun, his eyes full of confusion, "No, you are so brave?!"

The two men were filled with the aroma of Wanlin Mountain's Autumn Breeze wine, their faces flushed, and they came to a cave in the mountains, where springs and pools were flowing and the aroma of wine was rippling.

Like the thousand waterfalls of Jiuzhaigou, the Jiuquan flows down from above and falls into the pool which is never full.

Monkeys were jumping back and forth around the small pond, tasting the wine with leaves and adjusting the upstream brewing pool.

"What this kid said really struck me like the mark. You can take as much as you can!" After saying this, the venerable turned over and fell off his magic gourd into the big pool at the bottom, where he fell into a deep sleep.

When Miao Jun heard that there was no limit on the quantity, his eyebrows almost flew up, and he called Yu Mian to go and get some wine, "Hurry up, the wine of the venerable is very expensive outside, let's get more!"

"So you took the mission just to exchange for wine?!" Yu Mian was speechless. She laughed out of anger. Why didn't this guy inform her every time he did something? He really has the mentality of a child.

As soon as you think of it, it comes out!

Miao Jun stopped walking, and heard that Yu Mian's tone was not very good. He turned around and smiled naively: "No, I came here to make money."

"Then why do you want wine again?"

He reached out and touched his head, a little embarrassed, "People say that wine can relieve all sorrows, but I feel like you don't seem very happy."

"So I thought, why not get some wine to ease my sorrow?"

“I don’t know if it will be of any use…”

The young spirit beast had an innate spiritual body, so it had a pure view of everything and could see into people's hearts better. At first, it came closer because it was attracted by the clean aura of Yu Mian.

Now that his friend is feeling depressed, Miao Jun has noticed it and is thinking about how he can help him.

Yu Mian choked, sighed, then pulled himself together and said, “Thank you!”

She reached out and patted the little tiger's shoulder, then began to take out the empty Qiankun bags from her body and started to pack them.

Miao Jun: "What are you thanking me for? We are the so-called...slacking partner!"

Miao Jun still doesn't understand what "moyu" means. It is indeed quite interesting to shoot a fish in the river by slapping it. I guess it should be that doing something interesting together to kill time is called "moyu."

Yu Mian was not greedy, so she just filled a few pounds of wine as a token of her appreciation. She never liked to drink.

Miao Jun, who was standing next to him, wanted to throw out all the unwanted things in his Qiankun bag and fill it up with wine. He received nearly two thousand kilograms of wine.

It was not until the flow of wine into the pool below was almost dried up and two or three monkeys pounced forward that they ran away.

“Hurry up, hurry up!” Miao Jun was not yet skilled in flying the weapon, so he grabbed the handle of the magic weapon under Yu Mian's feet and hung it below. The two of them ran towards the outside of Wanlin Mountain.

The clever monkeys chasing in the woods below kept chasing them and threw some fruits up from time to time.

At the critical moment, Miao Jun did a split in the air, dodged Yiguo, and shouted, "Higher!"

Yu Mian watched his juggling moves and laughed out loud, "Here we go!"

It swooped down and skimmed over the tips of the leaves, causing a rustling sound, and the movement of Miao Jun's short legs running uncontrollably on the treetops.

"what!!!!"

"Next time if you have any problems, you must tell me in advance, okay?!" Yu Mian threatened viciously. It was like this last time with the talisman, and it was the same this time with the spirit wine. This guy doesn't learn his lesson, and he will inevitably be killed by him in the future.

Miao Jun below finally learned his lesson and nodded wildly, "Got it! Got it!"

"Quick, quick, get out of the way! The branch is catching my crotch!"

Yu Mian moved his toes, and the magic weapon instantly took off, away from the dangerous underground bushes, and broke through the Wanlin Mountain barrier.

Miao Jun then breathed a sigh of relief, took out a spiritual fruit he had picked from his arms and put it into his mouth.

The next second, his facial features seemed to have experienced a beating, shrank into a piece, his jaw loosened, and the fruit and saliva in his mouth flowed down together.

Yue!

So astringent!

so bitter!

"Hurry, let's find a place to drink!" He held the magic weapon in one hand, and with the other hand he couldn't stop rubbing his tongue, feeling that there was a layer of astringent film on it.