It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 497: Drunk, Shura Field 3

Chapter 3.0: Drunk, Shura Field In the quiet place, the bright moonlight sprinkled lightly, isolating all the noise and killing outside. Huang Shigong looked at the scrolls that were transported out of the cave one after another, and was even more certain that there must be some kind of connection between Ying Hehua and Mo Qi of Zhongnan Mountain. At this time, Fan Kuai laughed and said, "Good wine!" Liu Bang flicked the sword with his fingers, and a clear sound of "hum" broke the silence. —— Donghu Lake is quiet and walks in all directions, a clay pot is filled with wine and lying on a bamboo bed, the moon is clear and the setting sun is drunk! I wish we could get together often on good days, and the years are long! Originally on the boat, Xu Zhi and Liu Fan drank together, and they didn't think that the distillation technology of the pot she drank at that time was very similar to that of the Middle Ages. Fan Kuai drank it as if it were ordinary wine. Not long after, his feet were suspended and he fell to the ground with a bang. ? "No way, it fell down?" Fan Kuai waved his hand and turned over. Liu Bang held his head, looked at Li Xian leaning against the door, then looked back at Xu Zhi, told him a location, and went back to the house. She lowered her head to look at the clear wine in her bamboo tube, and then raised her head to see a blurry figure. Her black hair was flowing, the red between her eyebrows had disappeared, and her skin was as white as jade under the moonlight. "Don't drink too much before your injury heals." Zhang Liang's voice was wrapped in the night chill, but it suddenly softened when it touched her hot forehead. "You caught a cold and didn't even know it. How could you drink so much wine." He squatted down and saw that what they were drinking was not Huang Shigong's wine, but the jars of aged wine buried in the bamboo forest. It was probably dug out by Fan Kuai under the instructions of Ying Hehua after being discovered. He had already warned himself not to make trouble, but she broke into his already silent life again, trying to stir up waves in his heart again. "I'm in a good mood today." She smiled. "Why do you say that?" She unfolded the bamboo scroll in her hand, handed it to him, and waited for him to speak. But Zhang Liang didn't understand any of the traditional Chinese characters on it. "I didn't expect Liu Bang and Fan Kuai to be easy to deal with. Also, come and see," she said, and paused for a while. She was stunned, and then suddenly remembered something. "I'll read it to you... I can't see it clearly. Anyway, the fog is not some kind of witchcraft or obstacle. If nothing goes wrong, we will be able to get out tomorrow." It took Zhang Liang a long time to come back to his senses. This time was different from many years ago. She was not pretending, she was really drunk. After drinking too much, Xu Zhi would not talk nonsense, make extreme movements, or get drunk. But there was one fatal thing, her eyesight was not good. In addition, she was drinking cold water and her mind was a little confused. Xu Zhi looked at him for a long time, and seeing that he didn't move, he stood up, "What? Do you still want to live here to maintain your health?" "Why are you in a hurry to leave?" Why did he have so many questions? "Why don't you understand yet? It's written on the bamboo slips that your eyes will get better after you get out." She suddenly leaned closer, looked at him and said, "If you really go blind without treatment, don't tell your father nonsense. And Meng Tian and Wang Ben... I don't want to be known as someone who harmed you again." This "again" made Zhang Liang feel heavy. This night... he finally admitted that people's desires are endless... Some people want money, some want power, and he also has something he can't resist. All he needs is a glance, just hearing her voice, and the thoughts he buried deep in his heart are like the waves cast on the endless sea. "What about you?" "Me?" She nodded, "I want to continue with the unfinished business." She was silent for a while, as if she had touched a wound. She tilted her head, lowered her eyelids, and raised them again. Her ink-like black eyes were filled with a hazy light, like a misty water. She didn't say anything, just chuckled twice, "What's wrong, this is called a sense of responsibility." She stopped talking and said a lot of things, then she turned her head and pointed at Fan Kuai on the straw mat, "Do you think that God has given me face, and I can still see the 'talent show' of those two in my lifetime?" She smiled, filled a cup by herself, raised her hand and was about to drink it all, but her wrist was held by someone. She pushed him, but she still drank the remaining wine. Zhang Liang put his clothes on her shoulders, and his fingertips rubbed her cheek uncontrollably. Ten years ago, he blocked an arrow for her at Guxiakou, and blood splashed on this skin, spreading like red plums. He was touching her face again? Patients are great? She was in a heavy mind, and without thinking, her hand just swung out naturally. This palm was crisp. He didn't dodge, and it hit his face. Xu Zhi raised her eyes in a daze, but saw two overlapping faces swaying in the halo. Her fingers swung back and forth between the two shadows. Xu Zhi felt that her astigmatism must have worsened! The next moment, her wrist tightened and she was lifted up suddenly, with her lower back suddenly pressed against a human wall. Li Xian stood still. He raised his eyebrows, "The teacher is very caring." "Can you see?" "The teacher is determined to cure me, and I cherish this opportunity. I didn't expect that after taking the pill, the night would be clear." Zhang Liang paused. He could have ignored it and even encouraged Li Xian to take more. Even if the other party was so arrogant, even if he could completely blind Li Xian while he was seriously injured, even if he wanted to, he didn't have to do it, he only needed to say a few words, Fan Kuai, who had received great kindness from Zhang Liang, would definitely be willing to turn against him and put Li Xian to death. But he was such a pure person, and at any time, his eyes had never been stained with evil and mean thoughts. "The teacher never said that he knew medical skills. Lord Li is proficient in this method, and he should know that good medicine should be taken in the right amount." Li Xian was stunned for a while. From his usual logic, he could not understand Zhang Liang at all. He didn't lose his memory, but why didn't he hint to Ying Hehua? Could it be that Zhang Liang had achieved something in his cultivation and had truly forgotten her from the bottom of his heart? Li Xian quickly rejected this idea. If Zhang Liang really didn't care, who would stay up late at night and stand at the entrance of the cave for several hours just to watch three people moving bamboo slips like moles. As soon as he finished speaking, a cough broke the silent confrontation between the two. "The cave is cold all year round... She got cold," Zhang Liang heard Ying Hehua scream before he finished speaking. "Are you sick!" Li Xian had already picked her up. He smelled a faint smell of alcohol on her body, and then he was sure that she was not pretending to be drunk, but was really drunk. She pushed him but failed to move him, so she gave up struggling and lay on his shoulder, shouting, "I feel dizzy! I want to sleep!" He whispered in her ear, "I just listened to you for a long time, but I didn't know that Azhi's eyesight is worse than mine." She stood up, "Shut up." "I have degrees of vision. Try it without glasses? You can't see clearly without glasses. It's shaking like a neon light. I thought I saw..." She suddenly stopped, stared at Zhang Liang for a while, and waved her hands, "No, my eyes are not nearsighted, and I'm not drunk. I'm hallucinating! Li Xian, am I under a witchcraft and seeing a ghost? I told you not to do evil things, why is it that I am being punished!" "Wait a minute! Think about it carefully... I have really lived with a ghost who has been dead for thousands of years for more than ten years!" She chattered and chattered, as if she hadn't said so many words in a breath for a long time. Zhang Liang smiled, not feeling at all that Ying Hehua was in the arms of another man, and he shouldn't get close. He acted as if nothing had happened, as if Li Xian had never existed. He covered Ying Hehua's shoulders with his robe, even raised his hand, gently stroked her hair, and said in a gentle manner, "Don't catch a cold." Then he turned around as if no one was around, and left in such a high and mighty manner. ??? In the next life, or the next life, Li Xian would never learn this style. Some people have "Zhou Li" engraved into their bones, and naturally make absurd behavior reasonable and elegant. Such people were called aristocratic families in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. In the pre-Qin period, they were called nobles. Li Xian's nameless anger jumped up directly, and he lifted her up, with a raised eyebrow, intending to see the coat that Zhang Liang had just handed over slip off. Soon, he immediately lowered his head. "Li Xian!" She raised her hand and covered him, her hand on his shoulder, half clenched, "If you dare to kiss me, I... will definitely have someone chop you to death!" She had been with Ying Zheng for a long time, and she could really scare people when she was aggressive, but at that moment, her words were unclear, her cheeks were like ripe fruits, and this anger made her look a little... different from the usual demeanor, minus the deep coldness and deterrence, more like some kind of furry little animal. The little animal tossed and turned, showing its fangs, and gently bit his shoulder. "Don't put me down! I want to go back to sleep! I don't want to be here in the middle of the night in the cold wind, Li Xian, if I go back sick, I might be scolded to death, and you might be finished," He smiled playfully, "Then keep quiet." She glared at him and snorted. He patted her back, his movements were particularly gentle, as if he was soothing a furry cat.