Chapter 65: The Qin Brothers

  The fat shopkeeper seemed to be somewhat intimidated by the four men, nodding and smiling as he accompanied them. He then leaned in close to the blue-robed man's ear and explained a few sentences in a low voice. The blue-robed man's expression became even more bizarre when he heard that Shui Sheng had suddenly paid ten taels of silver for the wine tab. He turned his head, swaying back and forth as he walked over to Shui Sheng and the other two.

  As he walked up to Shuǐshēng, "swish" went the sound of his bright blue satin robe being swept aside. He lifted one large foot and heavily stomped it onto the wooden chair beside Shuǐshēng. His right hand was clenched into a fist, with his thumb pointing towards himself as he wobbled it back and forth, sneering: "Little beggar, in this town, there's no one who dares not to give face to Master Qín. You'd best be honest with Master and tell me which household you stole from last night, and how many silver taels you got away with? If you're not honest, don't blame Master for being impolite!" After speaking, his eyes were fixed tightly on Shuǐshēng, without blinking! His face also had a hint of a sly smile, looking like a cat that had just caught a mouse.

  The wine shop's main hall suddenly fell silent, with twenty or thirty guests turning their eyes to Shui Sheng and the blue-robed man. Upon hearing that this person was surnamed Qin, a cold glint flashed across Shui Sheng's eyes, and his left hand under the table moved two fingers lightly, sending two faint white lights into the blue-robed man's knees.

  As the sound of a chair falling to the ground rang out, the tall figure of the blue-robed man suddenly went limp and fell to his knees in front of Shui Sheng with a thud. A chill ran down his spine, and his entire body felt as if thousands of ants were crawling over it, causing an unbearable itchiness that made him want to scratch all over, but his limbs were stiff and unable to move, and even his throat was suddenly unable to speak. The blue-robed man looked like he had seen a ghost, his heart filled with extreme shock!

  The three men behind the young man, unaware of the truth, suddenly shouted loudly: "Hey, you little rascal, are you tired of living? You dare to provoke my big brother?" "Do you want to be beaten up, you little scoundrel?" "Are you looking for death?" While shouting, they waved their fists and rushed towards Shui Sheng. Unexpectedly, just as they reached the back of the blue-robed burly man, the three men suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.

  The shopkeeper, the wine server, and all the diners on the first floor were stunned. This scene completely exceeded everyone's imagination. The three men didn't move a single finger, but the three big men fell to the ground one after another, as if they had been possessed by evil spirits. They were stiff all over, their faces twitching, their lips trembling, and they couldn't speak.

  The eyes of the crowd looking at the three aquatic people were suddenly filled with a color of horror, as if the three aquatic people were evil demons! However, no one had the courage to leave the wine building.

  The hall suddenly fell silent, and the air became extremely stifling!

  The old beggar's eyes, filled with surprise and awe, stared at Shuǐ Shēng. The chopsticks in his hand trembled and fell onto the table. His heart was racing wildly. Shuǐ Shēng gently picked up the chopsticks and handed them back to the old beggar, smiling slightly, "Old sir, don't you like these dishes? Why have you stopped eating?"

  The old beggar finally came to, and with a forced smile on his wrinkled face, he stammered: "R...r...right, this is just what I'm eating!" He then hastily picked up a piece of mountain chicken from the plate closest to him and started chewing, completely unaware of its taste! The little beggar sneaked a glance at Shui Sheng and found that he was staring at himself, his face turned red as he randomly picked up a mouthful of beef from the table and began to chew wildly.

  For a moment, the only sound in the hall was the three of them chewing their food!

  The two of them, Shui Sheng and the old man, ate to their heart's content, belching continuously. Only then did he slowly take out a crystal clear white jade calabaza about five or six inches tall from his sleeve, open the lid, and say to the wine waiter who was standing by like a wooden chicken: "Throw away this wine that's as weak as water! Bring some good wine to fill up Young Master's calabaza!"

  A pot of wine on the table for three people, originally a poor wine used by the wine keeper to deceive the three, heard this, the wine keeper hastily responded with a sound, from the boss's side hugged a pot of the best water wine in the building, walked quickly over, carefully poured into the gourd. While pouring, secretly thinking, how much wine can such a small gourd hold?

  Unexpectedly, a vat of wine was poured down, but the small gourd only filled up to one-third full. The wine shop owner's face changed again, and after careful observation, not a single drop of wine from the gourd spilled onto the table. Looking at Shui Sheng's enigmatic smile, his heart skipped a beat, and he put down the empty wine vat, then went to fetch another one.

  The second jar of wine was quickly emptied, but the wine in the gourd did not seem to increase at all. The bartender's forehead began to sweat profusely, and the fat owner of the wine shop also broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that this jade gourd was absolutely not an ordinary gourd. He signaled to the bartender to bring another jar of good wine over. Three jars of good wine were poured in one after another, but the level of wine in the white jade gourd still only rose to one-third, without showing any increase at all.

  This time, not only the wine keeper and the shopkeeper, but also several customers at nearby tables were stunned, and the four men in brocade clothes who had fallen to the ground were even more pale-faced. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Shui Sheng's transparent white jade "small" calabaza.

  An old man and a young boy, two beggars, were also stunned there. The little beggar with a round belly suddenly stared wide-eyed and forgot to hiccup!

  The fat shopkeeper's heart was racing with excitement, knowing that Waterborn and this "small" calabaza were not ordinary products. He thought that Waterborn might be a fairy who had come to find trouble on purpose. The fat shopkeeper had traveled extensively in his youth and had seen many things, so he knew that it was unwise to offend fairies. Despite the fear in his heart, he quickly came out from behind the counter, knelt down in front of Waterborn with a thud, and trembled as he said: "S...ah, no, Godfather Fairy, please forgive me for not recognizing your divine presence earlier. I have committed many offenses, please forgive me!"

  The wine shopkeeper, as soon as he saw the boss, knelt down with a thud and knocked three loud heads on the ground, crying and begging: "I have eyes but don't recognize Mount Tai! I've been very wrong! Please, immortal grandfather, take pity on me because of my old and young family members, spare my dog's life, please immortal grandfather, spare my life!" This wine shopkeeper was so frightened that he could still speak his words of begging so fluently, which made the fat boss beside him puzzled.

  That big man in blue saw that he had offended a "god", and his heart was even more fluttering, his face directly turned green!

  Among the diners, there were also a few "clever" people who followed suit and knelt down on the ground. The others, seeing this, naturally didn't dare to fall behind. In an instant, the entire restaurant was filled with the sound of wooden stools scraping against the floor and voices begging for mercy. It seemed as if Waters wasn't the "Immortal Old Man" they had claimed him to be, but rather a monster that would devour them unless they kowtowed to him! Even the few diners who came down from the second floor were shocked and lost their composure when they saw the crowd in the main hall kneeling on the ground, and without even understanding the situation, they too knelt down together with the others.

  An old man and a young boy, two beggars, were about to push open the chair when they suddenly knelt down on the ground. Shui Sheng's fingers moved slightly, and two faint threads of light that seemed invisible entered their bodies. The two men immediately stiffened all over, unable to move even a fraction of an inch. However, their four eyes stared blankly at Shui Sheng, with a hint of unease and confusion in each pair.

  The aquatic pressure suddenly didn't expect that the crowd in the wine building would be so afraid of the "immortal", and a strange and inexplicable taste surged up in his heart! He lightly coughed, and said to the fat shopkeeper who was trembling all over: "What are you afraid of? I'm not some immortal, I just want you to fill this small gourd with some wine, can't even that be done?"

  Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead and felt a slight sense of relief in his heart. He repeatedly said: "Alright, alright! This old man's shop still has some fine water wine, all of it will be given to the immortal grandfather for tasting!" As he spoke, he got up and shouted at the three waiters who were kneeling on the ground to quickly go and pour wine for the immortal.

  The only fifty or so jars of good wine in the tavern were all poured out, but the water-born "small" calabaza's water wine still didn't come out with even a single drop more. The fat shopkeeper's forehead broke out in cold sweat again as he was calculating whether to bring out some slightly inferior water wine as well. But Shuǐshēng said calmly: "Alright, this young master has eaten his fill and drunk his fill, so I won't bother you all here any longer!" As soon as he finished speaking, his sleeve shook, a white light flashed by, and the calabaza disappeared into his sleeve without a trace.

  A gentle and soft-spoken sentence from Shuǐshēng, however, was not music to the ears of Pàngzhāngguī. Upon hearing these words, he saw that the small calabaza that had made his heart skip a beat being taken away by Shuǐshēng. Pàngzhāngguī and Jiǔbǎo couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Shuǐshēng glanced at the blue-robed big man with a greenish complexion, smiled coldly, and with a flick of his finger, several rays of light entered the bodies of the blue-robed big man and his cohorts behind him. The four men's bodies shook violently as the unbearable itching sensation vanished instantly.

  "My grandfather is old and can't walk far, what should we do?" Shui asked calmly.

  The blue-robed man had not yet spoken, when the silver-robed man with red acne on his face hastily knocked three loud heads and said: "Immortal grandfather spare my life! Immortal grandfather spare my life! I am willing to carry this old immortal out!" Shui Sheng hummed a sound, but looked at the blue-robed man. The blue-robed man's heart tightened, not daring to look directly at Shui Sheng, and said in a low voice: "If this old immortal is not disdainful, I am willing to serve!"

  A faint smile floated up on his aquatic face.

  Watching the blue-robed big man carefully pick up the old beggar, the silver-robed man picked up the little beggar and followed behind Shui Sheng, they walked out of the wine building one after another. Only then did the fat shopkeeper and three waiters dare to stand upright.

  The fat shopkeeper looked at the kneeling wine guests, cleared his throat, glared with both eyes and said: "Everyone, please get up! Being able to see a fairy is really a great blessing, today I'll treat you all!"

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