Shui Ling'er wanted to pretend to be a bamboo leaf spirit boy and sneak into Sanguo Lao's confused hall to steal wine, but because she couldn't make a spirit boy soldier's hat, she made a difficulty.

I was so anxious that I scratched my ears and cheeks, and I felt that the back of my hand was itchy, and when I looked down, it turned out to be a turquoise, fluffy bamboo slug. The little worm arched around his hand, as if greeting him.

Shui Ling'er picked it up, took a closer look in front of her eyes, and was pleasantly surprised to find that this was not the one she didn't know last time? It turned out that it took the matter of being friends very seriously, and as soon as it smelled the smell of water bells in the bamboo forest, it crawled over with a fart.

The slug was half-erect, and its two small front feet were wagging around, as if talking to him.

Shui Ling'er pursed her lips and said, "Hey, I'm worried, but you came to accompany me, it's good to have friends!" ”

When the bamboo slug heard this, he jumped on the tip of his nose and glared at him with two insect eyes.

Shui Ling'er was startled, and looked at it stupidly. From such a close distance, the insect eye is really terrifying.

The bamboo slug stared at him for a long time, then jumped off the ground with a "click", twisted his small body, and ran away.

Shui Ling'er didn't chase it, just sat and sighed. Not long after, the bug returned, not only back, but also followed by a team full of its kind.

Shui Ling'er leaned over and cried out with joy. I saw that behind the bamboo slug, followed by a small hat often worn by the spirit boy soldiers, and under the hat were many bamboo slugs, carrying the hat together, crawling towards him with a snort.

"This slug has the ability to read minds? No wonder he kept staring into my eyes, it turned out that they were capable of more than just eating mosquitoes and sweeping dust! Shui Ling'er immediately smiled, hugged the insect and kissed and smiled.

The bamboo slugs were tickled by his kiss and giggled and laughed.

After making trouble for a while, Shui Ling'er put the bamboo slug in the palm of his hand, clenched his fist with the other hand and said: "From now on, we will be hardcore good brothers, except for the master, uncle and aunt, you are my dearest and dearest person!" Since my name is Shui Ling'er, shall I call you Ling'er? ”

The bamboo slugs were overjoyed when they heard this, and they all waved a dozen small insect feet in unison, rolling around in the palm of his hand.

Bidding farewell to Ling'er, Shui Ling'er dressed up neatly and became a little spirit boy soldier. He ran to the creek and took a picture, stood up, and walked back to the temple of confusion with confidence.

When he came to the gate of the temple, he entered the gate of the temple without much effort. He knew very well that Old Sanguo was now discussing with Uncle Zhuxing in the school halfway up the mountain, so he could go to search for wine with confidence and boldness.

But walking through room after room, he couldn't get in at all, because almost every room door was pulled by the barrier. Although he hadn't started to practice immortal arts, he had also been here for so long that he knew that if he broke through the enchantment, he might alarm the immortals who set up the boundary, and then his whereabouts would be revealed.

Walking all the way, he came to a rockery lake in the backyard with exquisite architecture.

This ornamental lake has a strange design. From the shore, there is no corridor to be found, and against the stone embankment, there is not a single boat.

In the center of the lake, however, there is an intricately carved rock, surrounded by blooming pink lotus flowers. On the mountain stone is a square pavilion, wrapped in light cyan mansha on all sides, and three words are written on the lintel of the pavilion: "Drunken Man Pavilion".

Shui Ling'er shouted in her heart, "Found it!" He took off his hat and threw it aside, jumped into the lake and swam to the drunkard pavilion.

When he lived with his wolf mother in the dry cow mountain, he frolicked in the waterhole almost every day in the summer, so the water was very good, and he had swam to the edge of the mountain rock and climbed up in three or two strokes.

Shaking the water on his body, he opened the manzale and walked into the pavilion, and Shui Ling'er saw an octagonal stone table and four stone benches next to it. There was nothing on the table, but there was a faint smell of wine wafting around.

"This is it! There is no shore here, and Sanguo must have thought that no one could come, so there was no enchantment. But this pavilion doesn't even have walls, so where can the wine be hidden? ”

Shui Ling'er walked around the gazebo, touching left and right with her little hands, trying to find clues.

After looking around, his gaze stayed on the octagonal stone table.

The stone table stood firmly on the ground, and should have never been moved. However, where it meets the ground, it is difficult to see half a grain of dust.

"Is this table new? It's not like that! He fell to the ground suspiciously, and his hand ran along the bottom of the table, touching the floor.

Sure enough, a small groove was touched by him, his heart beat faster, and when he pressed his fingers, he heard a muffled sound of "bang", and the heavy stone table was automatically removed, revealing a secret passage that could be entered by one person.

Looking down through the dark passage through the daylight, there are steps that extend downward.

"It turns out that the only wine cellar in Jiluo Mountain is hidden at the bottom of this lake!" Shui Ling'er looked at the secret passage in surprise for a long time before crawling in sideways.

Descending the steps, he didn't know how deep he walked, and finally his two feet reached the ground. When he stood still out of breath and looked around, he found that the cellar was so spacious that from where he stood, he could not see the other end of the room.

Rows of wine shelves with at least two of their own heights are lined up along the base of the wall. On each row of shelves, there are large black-tiled wine vats on the ground, and three words are pasted on the wine vats with red paper: "Immortal drunk".

At the foot of each shelf, there are also small vats stacked on top of each other.

The smell of wine in the cellar was so thick that he smelled it in his nose and his brain began to get groggy. He tried to continue walking, but the more he walked, the more he felt that his body was vain, and his steps were staggering, and after a few steps, he was drunk by the aroma of the wine and fell into the cellar, unconscious.

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"Ling'er, wake up quickly!"

A voice, far away, as if he was standing on a hill looking at the ethereal scenery at his feet, and on the other side, someone was calling out to him. The sound echoed among the mountain peaks in waves, and the echo was incomparably melodious.

He tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be sewn by needles, and he tried several times to no avail. Finally, he made up his mind, held his breath and struggled hard, and finally opened his eyes all at once.

"Hey, I'm not in the cellar? How did you get back to your room? ”

Shui Ling'er looked at the pink satin quilt on her body in surprise, and wanted to turn her head, but she felt a splitting headache, her heart was full of vomiting, and she couldn't help frowning.

At this time, a hand reached over and put it on his forehead, it was cold, and his heart instantly calmed down.

Turning his head slowly, he saw that his master and uncle were standing beside his bed. Behind them, there were three old men, who turned out to be the three old men of Mu Linsen.

Shui Ling'er secretly screamed badly, it must be that the wine stealing incident has happened! I didn't count that I would be drunk with the smell of wine and pour into the cellar......

Oh my God, stealing wine is a crime, and this failure to steal wine made him even more humiliated and embarrassed.

In a second, many thoughts flashed in his mind, and two tears of repentance also slid down the corners of his eyes.

He shuddered and shouted, "Master......"

Zhu Yue withdrew the hand placed on his forehead, shook his head helplessly, straightened up and said, "Ling'er, is it true that if no one looks at you one day, you are going to make trouble?" ”

Shui Ling'er's small body shrank into the quilt hard, half of her face was covered by the corners, and a pair of big tearful eyes flickered at the people in front of her.

Zhu Xing also shouted on the side: "Isn't it, little wolf cub, you scared us to death!" Do you know how drunk that cellar of immortals is? It's a good thing we found out early, otherwise you wouldn't have been drunk inside! You slept for three days and three nights, and I thought you wouldn't wake up again. ”

Shui Ling'er thought in her heart, "Why don't you let me get drunk in there!" ”