C191 Jasper Jelly
C191 Jasper Jelly
His grandfather's agitation made Shen Lang's heart leap. He always had the feeling that the Queen Mother was staring at him from the top of his head.
"Grandpa …" Shen Lang took a step forward and subconsciously lowered his voice: "The Winged Dragon was Wang Ma's best friend, so I ended up with her … Cough cough … "Grandpa, isn't it a bit inappropriate to call out like this in the Kunlun Tomb …"
Shen Zhan turned his head and said magnanimously: "What's wrong with that? Our Kunlun Ruins's ancestors have always had a broad mind, and since you were chosen by the Winged Dragon, no one would have any objections. Even if Wang Mu's mother is still here, she would still have to call you Brother-in-law. "
"Royal Mother …" Call me... "Brother-in-law …" Shen Lang felt his scalp go numb and his heart also felt weak.
Then, Shen Lang shook his head: "No, no, my wife is only with Mingyue. I also know that I cannot afford the title Winged Dragon s' husband, Wang Mu's mother and husband. It was only because of helplessness that Winged Dragon gave birth to my son. "
"Alright, alright, whatever you want." Shen Zhan was still smiling: "Anyway, I'm promoted to great-grandfather now."
"…"
Shen Zhan and Shen Lang then left the Kunlun Tomb and returned to the ancient castle.
The old man was in a good mood. He pulled Shen Lang and wanted him to accompany them for a drink.
"Hee Tu, go get the jars of Jadewater!" Shen Zhan waved his hand.
That kind of secret method had already been lost a long time ago, and there was only a last jar of the Jade Marrow of the Jade Pool left, and this last jar, at least five hundred years old, had been meticulously preserved in the Yao Pond behind the Kunlun Ruins Ancient Castle.
The old tutor was actually willing to drink such a unique wine right now. It could be seen that the old tutor was in an extremely good mood.
"What are you waiting for, go quickly!" Shen Zhan urged.
Hee Tu came back to his senses, "Alright, I will go now."
After half an hour, Hee Tu returned with a wine jar that was thirty centimeters tall in both hands. This jar looked ordinary, like the most common kind of pottery pot, but in reality, it was made from a special ancient rock deep in the Kunlun Mountains.
Hee Tu carefully placed the jar of wine on the table, then took out two stone bowls from his pocket and placed them on both sides of the table.
Shen Zhan extended his fingers that were like dried wood, gently rubbing the wine jar, but there was still some reluctance in his eyes.
After a moment, he still opened the jar. The moment it opened, a unique aroma filled the entire room.
This fragrance was long and elegant, thick yet not greasy. After it entered Shen Lang's nose, it even made him feel an ancient feeling. It was quite wonderful.
Shen Zhan personally poured the wine from the jar into two small stone bowls. The wine was completely transparent, but there were bits of sparkling and translucent golden light circulating within.
"Come, drink." Shen Zhan said to Shen Lang with a smile.
Shen Lang couldn't wait to pick up the stone bowl and smell it closely. Then, he took a sip and savored it carefully. Then, he drank all the wine in the small stone bowl in one gulp.
"Good wine, what a good wine!" Shen Lang's face was flushed and his eyes were full of surprise.
"Hahaha!" Shen Zhan laughed out loud and also picked up his stone bowl to drink it in one gulp.
Hee Tu, who was standing on the side, tried his best to remain calm. However, even he was moved by the aroma of the wine.
Shen Zhan smiled at him and said, "Go get Luo Shu here, you two old things will drink with us!"
"Yes!" Old High Lord! Thank you, Old High Lord! I'll go right now! "
Hee Tu was overjoyed. He quickly walked out of the room and took out his phone to call Luo Shu. His voice was very excited, "Old man Luo! Old High Lord wants us to accompany him and Young High Lord to drink! Jade milk from the jade pool! Come, come, come! If you're too late, you won't be able to get it! "
In less than a minute, Luo Shu rushed into the room. "Where are you!?"
"Cough!" Hee Tu gave him a look.
Luo Shu was stunned, he quickly cupped his hands and said to Shen Zhan and Shen Lang: "Old Wu, Young Master High Lord, please atone for your sins, old servant …" "He lost his composure …"
Shen Zhan smiled and said, "It's alright. We don't need any masters or servants this time. Tell the kitchen to prepare some dishes and bring them over. We'll have something to eat and drink!"
Since Old High Lord said so, the two main stewards also sat down.
Not long after, the dishes were served by the servants. As the four of them were about to eat and drink, a shadow jumped onto the table from the window.
"The Taotie is greedy and is even more powerless to resist this Jade Pool Jadeite. I knew that it would come." Shen Lang's face was full of smiles: "Come! "Let's drink together!"
The Taotie that had turned into a kitten stared at the jar of wine, its eyes shining like water.
Shen Zhan knocked on its head and said seriously: "You can drink, but you can't drink too much. If you get drunk and go crazy, this castle will be torn down by you."
"Meow …" The Taotie reluctantly answered.
Five hundred years of Jade Pool Jade Marrow. Ordinary people would be drunk to the point of fainting just by smelling it a few times. Those with good alcohol tolerance would be drunk to the point of unconsciousness if they took a sip.
An hour later, after the dishes were finished and the wine jar was empty, Hee Tu and Luo Shu fell on the ground and snored. They no longer had their usual solemn and dignified appearance as the chief steward of Kunlun Ruins.
The Taotie shakily licked all the remaining foam from the small stone bowls on the table, then struggled into the empty wine jar. After doing its best to lick the inside of the bowl to the side, it finally could not hold on any longer and directly fainted in the jar, leaving a furry tail stretched out outside the altar. Soon, it began to snore like thunder from the empty wine jar.
"Great …" "How satisfying …" Shen Zhan stood up shakily.
Shen Lang was worried that Luo Yuan might fall to the ground, so he stood up to support him. However, Shen Zhan pushed him away.
"Qinghai Changyun … "Dark Snow Mountain, Solitary City gazed at the Jade Gate Pass from afar …" Shen Zhan's aged voice sounded slowly, "The golden armor of Huang Sha's Hundred Battles, Lou Lan will not return if it is not broken!"
Shen Lang looked at the old man in shock: "Grandpa …"
Shen Zhan staggered and continued, "Lighting your sword while drunk..." Dreaming back to the Horned Blowing Battalion. Eight hundred miles under his command, the sound of fifty strings being drawn over and over could be heard. "The Autumn Comet Soldiers!"
Shen Zhan staggered and almost fell to the ground. He could only support himself with the table and sat down. His voice was old and hoarse: "Lu Li's horse is fast, his bow is like a thunderbolt." "But the Emperor has done great things, and won his place in the world …
At this point, Shen Zhan could no longer hold his liquor. He lowered his head and leaned on the table, closing his eyes and said: "Pitiful …" White Occurrence... "Bai Qi …"
Under drunkenness, Shen Zhan borrowed these two ancient poems to explain the meaning in his heart.
Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot, as if he also felt a breath in his chest. As the smell of alcohol hit him, he let out a long howl and charged out of the window.
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With a loud bang, Shen Lang fell more than 20 meters and created a crater on the huge stone floor. However, he was not harmed in the slightest.
Shen Lang stood up with a hazy look in his eyes. His mind was in a mess, so he didn't realize that something was wrong.
In the past, Shen Lang had the strength of the ninth level of Common Rank, so his physical toughness was definitely beyond ordinary people. However, in the face of an even stronger attack, he couldn't just rely on his body to withstand it. Instead, he needed to channel his source energy to form a layer of armor on his body in order to avoid being injured as much as possible.
If it was like this, falling straight to the stone floor from a height of over twenty meters, if he did not use his source energy, although he would not die on the spot, at the very least he would have broken a few bones.
But now, Shen Lang, who had lost all his source energy, was fine without any protection.
Then, he rubbed his red-hot eyes. He did not know that at this moment, there was a golden light flashing in his pupils, and he only thought that Yao Chi's wine was too strong, causing his eyes to feel uncomfortable.
"Ah!
Shen Lang growled again. With a stomp of his legs, he shot into the sky like a cannonball towards the boundless snowy mountain in the distance …