The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 19
half a month ago.

Yinshi, heavy rain.

A pear-blossom wooden door cuts off the gloomy sky and torrential rain outside the door, leaving only a little rumble of the wind blowing against the wooden door.

Wang Dafu came out of the warehouse with a jar of good wine, muttering and complaining about the terrible weather, he was particularly restless today, as the saying goes, "the left eye jumps for disaster, the right eye jumps for money", but he felt that he was everywhere. Trembling, there is no place that does not jump, and a well-informed heart beats even harder.

The cloister is very long, and looking down from the cloister, you can see a few tender white wild lotus cowering in the rainstorm.

He had thought about pulling out these white lotuses before. The wild lotus has grown sparsely and half-opened for many years. It is better to plant the pink, white and dark green of Qingzhou, and it will stand gracefully in the pond in July and August. These broken wild lotuses, like him who is not confused in his old age, are so sophisticated in the muddy pool, and have long lost the vigor of his youth.

Footsteps hit the fir corridor, a little lonely.

He remembered that he had sent all the waiters to the lobby to greet the knights. There were particularly many guests here today, including several tall ones with swords hanging from their belts, and they all spoke with pride and ambition.What he likes most is listening to these knights talk about the affairs they have experienced over the years.

The corridor was almost at its end, and he hugged the wine jar tightly in his arms.

The noisy voice in his ears came from the door, and he looked nostalgicly at the plaque hanging on the door - "Ten Days Sunshine".

The worried brows and eyes were relieved when they saw the heroes talking in the hall.

"Come, come! I, Wang Dafu, have prepared good wine for you heroes! If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't go home!!"

"it is good!"

"Boss Wang is generous and hospitable, the Jianghu people are right!"

"After drinking Boss Wang's wine tonight, I will be able to boast in the world in the future!"

There was endless applause and applause, and the faces of heroes and travellers' faces were flushed, and they were completely overjoyed. It was like walking in the rivers and lakes, going straight, and the atmosphere became active.

"Okay! Don't be polite to me tonight!" Wang Dafu smiled all over his face: "Zhu Dong! Go, bring some more oil lamps! I want to get drunk with all the heroes tonight!"

There were several jars of good wine under the shopkeeper's table, and a chest-high wine jar beside it. Open the wooden lid and you could smell a mellow aroma, with a fresh woody aroma, which made people feel refreshed.

These jars of wine are good, but none of them are as good as the one in Wang Dafu's hands!

He put the wine on the table, and as soon as he opened the dark black clay seal, he smelled a burst of aroma. When he opened it completely, the half-rotten red cloth was thrown aside, and the hall was full of silence. Travelers and knights all tried their best to inhale the aroma. The child who was serving the dishes also stopped to sniff.

"Boss Wang's wine is cold?!"

Wang Dafu laughed, "That's right, this is Han's reminder!"

The amber wine was poured from the wine jar, and the aroma of the wine overflowed. It was obviously the happiest time of the day, but he felt very palpitating, as if something was about to happen.
"Boom, boom, boom"

"Boom, boom, boom"

"Boom"

The sound of regular knocking on the door was endless, and Wang Dafu felt that the beating of the drum in his heart was getting louder and louder.

He clearly remembered that Zhuangzi's gate had been closed long ago, so why was there a knock on the lobby's door?
Did a guest go out just now?

"coming!"

Wang Dafu poured half of the wine, feeling that the interest was really lost in half, at this moment he was afraid and apprehensive, but he couldn't show his timidity in front of the guests.

—Maybe it was a joke?
"Squeak—"

The door opened, and rain poured obliquely into the room, and there was a "rumbling" thunder outside the door.

But he froze in place, letting the heavy rain instantly soak his clothes, and letting the rainwater accumulate on the floor of the lobby.

All the guests looked back.

My whole body was trembling, and the birds were flying.

The altar is cold and reminds me that I will not be blessed to taste it again.
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