Wanbao Lady

Chapter 307 Drink 1 cup

"you......"

Qi Sheng turned around suddenly, his expression moved with surprise.

I once thought it was my good luck that I picked up the ghost cultivation technique in the mountains by chance, but I didn't expect that it was given to me by the person in front of me!

The surging emotions surged in my heart like a tidal wave, my throat was blocked and I couldn't utter a single word.

"I was responsible for your misfortune. I know you feel resentful, but it was not my fault."

As he spoke, Murong Zhuo tapped his forehead, and a ball of golden light suddenly floated out from his forehead and hovered in his palm.

"Words alone are not enough to convince you. This is what I remember from that time."

Qi Sheng stared at the golden ball of light in the other party's hand, but saw that the other party cast a spell to copy the ball of light, and then said to the empress behind him: "Empress, the memory here is absolutely true, so you can be a witness!"

Chongfan slowly took the golden ball of memory light into his hand, and then projected his divine consciousness into it.

next moment.

The whole person's perspective changed rapidly, as if being pulled into some different dimension, with pieces of light and shadow flashing rapidly before his eyes.

When consciousness returned to normal, I found myself in an unfamiliar place.

Judging from the surrounding layout, it should be inside a government office.

She, on the other hand, uses the first-person perspective, living in a body, witnessing the owner of the body's every move with her own eyes, but she can only watch and cannot interfere.

There is no doubt that the owner of the body in the perspective is Murong Zhuo when he was young!

In front of him stood a middle-aged man with a big belly and wearing official uniform and a black hat, holding a portrait that looked like a wanted poster in his hand.

He carefully examined the portrait in his hand, and then said, "Today, an officer came to report that the wanted criminal had come to the territory of Yingping Prefecture. Humph, he really doesn't know how to live or die. Guard Murong!"

"The humble position is here!"

"I order you to lead your men to the dark alley and bring this thief to justice!"

Murong Zhuo immediately bowed solemnly, "Yes!"

The prefect patted him on the shoulder and said, "This thief is very powerful. The imperial court has been looking for him for three years but he has not been caught. Now he has fallen into my hands. Humph, the inspection is imminent, this is a great achievement that has been delivered to my doorstep!"

The prefect smiled, and then said to Murong Zhuo earnestly: "You are my most trusted guard, please don't let me down!"

As he spoke, he patted the person in front of him on the shoulder again.

Murong Zhuo immediately bowed and said, "Yes!"

The scene changes.

Murong Zhuo used his Qinggong skills to chase the man to a deserted place, but he saw that the person who had been running away suddenly turned around and attacked.

As Qi Sheng said before, the two were evenly matched and fought fiercely, with no clear winner.

"Hahaha! It feels so good! I haven't felt so good in a long time!"

I only saw Qi Sheng said in the memory scene.

Although there were not many words, the two felt that they had met each other too late, and both sides couldn't help but feel a sense of mutual admiration.

After they both agreed to fight again next time, Murong Zhuo saw Qi Sheng walking away and disappeared, so he immediately used the spear in his hand to slash his arm hard.

The sharp blade cut the skin and blood dripped onto the ground.

He returned to the yamen alone and met the prefect.

"Why is there no one here? Did you fail?"

The prefect had his hands behind his back, anger evident in his voice.

"Yes. It was my fault for being careless and letting him escape."

Murong Zhuo said.

Hearing this, the prefect was so angry that his face trembled, "Do you know where he escaped to?"

"After chasing him to the wilderness outside the city, I fought him for a while, but was defeated. He used his ghostly lightness skills to escape into the deep forest and disappeared without a trace."

The prefect immediately waved his sleeve fiercely, but seeing a long bloody wound on Murong Zhuo's arm, he could only sigh helplessly, "Alas!"

He turned his back to Murong Zhuo and waved his hands irritably. Murong Zhuo immediately understood and respectfully left.

But when he was leaving the room, he brushed past an official.

Chongfan took a special look at him. Although they had only met once, this man was clearly one of the people going to hunt down Qi Sheng.

The screen changes again.

Murong Zhuo returned to his own courtyard on the pretext of recuperating for a few days. While bandaging his wound, he was thinking about the fight at Huimapo.

At this time, he suddenly heard a servant come to report: "Sir, the prefect invites you to a banquet tonight, saying that you have been chasing for most of the day and were injured, so he wants to reward you well."

After hearing this, Murong Zhuo felt a little strange, but he didn't think much about it and agreed.

The screen changed again.

at dinner.

In addition to the prefect and Murong Zhuo, there were many people dressed as officials at the banquet. Chong Fan took a quick look and saw that the official who had passed by Murong Zhuo during the day was also among them.

"Hahaha, you are all family. Thanks to your loyalty and dedication in the past, I am here today in Yingping Mansion. Come, let me toast to you all!"

As he spoke, the prefect raised his glass first, and everyone followed suit.

However, Murong Zhuo did not move.

Everyone looked at him immediately.

Someone immediately secretly pulled Murong Zhuo's sleeve and signaled with eyes.

Murong Zhuo bowed to the prefect embarrassedly, "Lord Lu, you also know that I have never been good at drinking... Besides, I am injured... Please forgive my sins. How about I use tea instead of wine..."

As he spoke, he immediately raised the teacup that had been prepared in his right hand.

Unexpectedly, a hand reached out from the side, snatched his teacup, and then stuffed a wine glass full of wine on the table into his hand.

The man who took the cup looked at him disapprovingly, "Guard Murong, what you said is wrong. How can a man not be good at drinking? Besides, this is a toast from the prefect, how can you refuse it?"

Murong Zhuo frowned and turned to look at the prefect, only to find that the prefect, who had usually agreed to his drinking tea instead of wine, turned a blind eye this time.

Just when he was confused, he heard the man who was urging him to drink continue, "Guard Murong, even doctors use wine to clean wounds. If you drink this, the wound on your arm will heal in two days. What do you think, is that right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people immediately agreed.

absurd!

Just when Murong Zhuo was getting angry, he saw the prefect laughing and saying, "Hey, it's a rare occasion for us all to gather here today, Guard Murong, let's have a small drink! Just one drink won't ruin everyone's mood. What do you think?"

Seeing the expectant look in the prefect's eyes, and the faint pressure of a superior in his eyes, most of the people at the table were also looking at him intently.

Murong Zhuo stared at the wine glass in his hand.

That's all! Just this glass of wine!

He just isn't good at drinking, but he's not incapable of drinking.

Under the gaze of everyone, he immediately tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass.

It was so spicy that he stuck out his tongue.

"Hahaha! Good!"

"Well done!"

"This is right!"

Not long after, Murong Zhuo felt his face getting hot and his head dizzy.

However, Chongfan, who was watching all this, felt a chill in his heart.

Coming?