Volume 2: Blood Slaughter Chapter 083: Wulin High Hand

  In the Fangjia town tavern, a table full of wine and dishes, Zhang Heng and Zhao Rui sat opposite each other.

  To be honest, Zhang Heng didn't come here to drown his sorrows. He's a very optimistic person and wouldn't let some unpleasant things that happened in the past bother him.

  He didn't want to leave this small town too quickly, because he felt that there might be more secrets in the town waiting for him to explore.

  Anyway, there was still plenty of time before entering the cave, and there was enough time for him to stay in this small town.

  "Gulp" went Zhao Rui as he downed his third bowl of wine, his entire face flushed bright red, and his eyes slightly dazed.

  This was Zhao Rui's first time drinking alcohol. Although he was a cultivator, he couldn't use the spiritual energy within his body, so he wasn't much stronger than an ordinary person.

  Tolerance for alcohol is something that can be trained, people who never drink and suddenly start will certainly feel very uncomfortable.

  Zhao Rui relied on his cultivator's physique and drank a few bowls, which was already quite good.

  As for Zhang Heng? Drinking that much really doesn't matter, with his abnormal physique, drinking alcohol like water is nothing.

  "Zhao, you're being too unreasonable! Look at me, I've had dozens of bowls and you've only had three. This won't do! I'm fining you three cups."

  Zhang Heng smiled and sincerely wanted to get Zhao Rui drunk.

  "I really can't take it anymore..." Zhao Rui said somewhat evasively.

  Zhang Heng's face suddenly sank: "If you don't drink, then you're not being brotherly enough!"

  She secretly smiled to herself, thinking that when she attended the class reunion, this trick was absolutely foolproof. At that time, she was also drunk because of this reason.

  When Zhang Heng said this, Zhao Rui's eyes lit up: "Alright, from now on we're brothers. I'll call you Big Brother!"

  Sweat, this guy actually came, isn't he a bit too naive? Zhang Heng was speechless.

  However, this reminded Zhang Heng of some scenes from martial arts novels, where the simple and hot-blooded protagonists always easily befriend people with high martial arts skills.

  If he had to choose one of them as a friend between Wu Ling and Zhao Rui, Zhang Heng would undoubtedly choose Zhao Rui.

  There's no doubt that making friends with someone like this can be more reassuring.

  His eyes widened and Zhang Heng said unpleasantly: "What's with this 'we'll be brothers in the future' business? Aren't we brothers now?"

  Zhao Rui's face turned red as he forced a smile: "I didn't mean it that way..."

  "Triple your punishment, or you'll hurt your brother's heart! Shopkeeper! Bring another ten jars of wine!"

  Zhang Heng shouted at the shopkeeper.

  Ten jars of wine? My god! Are these two still human? The shopkeeper's gaze swept over the two, feeling that they didn't look like they were there to eat a big meal either, and hurriedly went to fetch the wine.

  Poor Zhao Rui was again forced by Zhang Heng with various excuses to drink more than a dozen bowls of wine, and his mind began to become somewhat unclear.

  Haha, Zhang Heng asked him with a smile: "I'm telling you, second brother, your capacity for liquor is really not good. Haven't you ever drunk wine at home before?"

  "In my home...only father drinks alcohol, my sister and I usually don't drink..."

  Zhao Rui vaguely understood the way.

  "Oh," Zhang Heng continued to ask: "There are only three people in your family? Will they all learn magic?"

  "I've never seen my mother... I don't know if they would cast spells or not... But one day, I found out that a seed my sister had planted bloomed and bore fruit overnight... And for that, Father even scolded her..."

  Zhang Heng listened quietly, thinking that Zhao Rui's background was probably not simple.

  Suddenly, Zhao Rui smiled at Zhang Heng and said: "Big brother, I'll tell you a secret. My sister is really beautiful... I think she's very suitable for you..."

  Zhang Heng almost fainted upon hearing this, he was speechless towards this guy and wished he could be the matchmaker for his own sister.

  "Oh? Your sister is really beautiful, is she as beautiful as Luoxiangzi?"

  Zhang Heng's mouth corners were filled with a playful smile, and his lover's eyes sparkled like those of Xi Shi. How could he resist this beauty, Luo Ningxue?

  "Hmm... it's hard to compare... I think they're all pretty... but my sister seems more natural..."

  Zhao Rui's eyes blinked hard, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

  "Right, didn't your sister Luo invite you to visit somewhere? What's going on?" Zhang Heng asked hastily.

  "Hey......" Zhang Heng found that this guy had actually closed his eyes.

  Bang!

  Zhao Rui fell face-first onto the table and then fell asleep, with a happy and contented expression still on his face.

  "This guy is really damn happy... can even sleep so soundly in the Blood Kill Cave Mansion." Zhang Heng let out a light sigh, sat on the table and continued eating and drinking for a while, then felt very bored.

  At this moment, a dozen or so people walked in from outside the wine building. These people were all wearing purple clothes, and their attire was extremely uniform.

  The person from Doutianbao? Zhang Heng's mouth corners rose with a few strands of smile.

  Du Peng's eyes scanned the first floor of the wine house and said to the shopkeeper: "Give us a high-end private room!"

  "I'm afraid this room has already been booked by a few esteemed guests."

  The shopkeeper smiled and said politely.

  He let out a low hum, and Du Peng didn't dare to cause trouble here either. After all, this was the Forbidden Law Domain, and these lower-ranking cultivators were not much stronger than ordinary mortals.

  The group of people from Du Tianbao found two tables and sat down, and soon called up wine and dishes.

  Zhang Heng thought to himself, fortunately Zhao Rui was asleep, otherwise he would definitely have found Du Peng to chat with.

  "Brother Du, why hasn't Brother Shi Ke come yet... and also Miss He Yi Xiu..."

  A monk from the Lonely Heaven Fortress couldn't help but ask.

  Du Peng snorted: "It will come naturally when the time comes, don't ask too much!"

  The monk lowered his head and suddenly didn't dare make a sound.

  "Some of you still haven't gathered three Blood Kill Marks, after this meal, find an opportunity to go kill a few cultivators or demonic beasts."

  "Yes! Elder brother." More than a dozen cultivators responded in unison.

  Entering the Blood Kill Cave Mansion, each person must gather three Blood Kill Seals. Otherwise, even if they obtain a treasure, they will not be able to leave the cave mansion.

  The monks of Dutiange Fort, almost everyone has one or two blood-killing marks on their heads, and Du Peng's body has five blood-killing marks.

  As for the Blood Kill Mark, Zhang Heng was not worried. With his current strength, killing a few cultivators or demonic beasts would be an easy task.

  Time passed bit by bit, and since Zhao Rui was still sleeping on the table, Zhang Heng did not leave the wine house.

  If he were abandoned here, he might be killed by some monk, and Zhang Heng would never allow such a thing to happen.

  As night fell, a blood-red crescent moon appeared in the sky, and a chill, icy killing aura spread throughout heaven and earth.

  "Waiter, the bill!" Du Peng and his companions had finished eating and were ready to set off.

  "That's two taels of silver in total." said the shop assistant.

  "Who has money in hand?" Du Peng asked, "I have some silver coins, but they are in the storage bag."

  "We didn't either, we all put them in storage bags..." The monks looked at me, I looked at you.

  The shopkeeper saw these people eating without money and his face suddenly changed.

  "Come and see! These people are eating without paying, they ran to our Zhenyu Building to eat a tyrant's meal!"

  Whoosh! In an instant, dozens of people rushed in from the back door.

  At this sight, Zhang Heng suddenly hesitated, seemingly his own money was also left in the storage bag, let alone Zhao Rui that kid. As for the silver ingot given by Fan Xiaohei, Zhang Heng would definitely not use it easily, he felt that this thing seemed to be useful to himself.

  In this way, dozens of cruel and evil people surrounded the more than ten cultivators of Dugu Sky City.

  The one in the lead was obviously a martial artist, with muscles as hard as steel, prominent temples, and piercing eyes that seemed to gleam with an inner light. Standing there, he gave off an aura of danger, like a fierce beast ready to pounce.

  It turned out to be the legendary martial arts master! Zhang Heng thought to himself, this is going to be a great show.

  Under the circumstances of being sealed off from their magical powers, low-ranking cultivators really can't win against these practitioners' children. Of course, Zhang Heng is an exception to this rule.

  Today's first chapter is over, I'm going to attend a classmate gathering, those who have tickets can throw them away, let me go and get that group of bastards drunk.