They witnessed a hunched and ugly septuagenarian woman transform into a stunning Western Region dancing girl.
Lu Ling Feng was greatly shocked.
Guo Zhuang was also speechless: "Illusion? A living person transforming! "
The female shopkeeper was displeased: "There's no such thing as illusion!"
She then strode towards Wang Lin.
Her delicate wrist snaked around Wang Lin's shoulder, her tone laced with a hint of coquetry: "It's just that the guests left late yesterday, I didn't get enough sleep, so I couldn't be bothered to wash or dress up... I didn't expect to be disliked by the three esteemed guests."
As they touched.
Two bubbles appeared above the woman's head.
【(Purple) Transformation Illusion: You possess incredibly skillful disguise techniques, making it difficult for others to discern your true appearance!】
【(Purple) Soul-Binding Whip: Your whip techniques always find fatal weaknesses, snatching lives, whip attack power +15%】
【Evil Value: 35】
Seeing that the dancing girl was heading towards Wang Lin.
For a moment.
Lu Ling Feng felt a sense of defeat.
Logically, he was also blessed with good looks, but in front of Wang Lin, he felt like just another ordinary person.
However.
He knew what he was here for: "So it's like this, that's better. Bring out all the good wine and food."
Yet.
The dancing girl remained indifferent to his words.
It was Wang Lin who impatiently said: "Didn't you hear? Bring out the best wine and food, also, you'll accompany me for drinks."
Upon being addressed.
The dancing girl smiled, leaning into Wang Lin's ear: "Even though I'm happy to accompany you, it violates the rules of the Xiaoyao Garden."
She then.
With intoxicating perfume clinging to her, she stepped back.
Then said loudly: "It depends on whether they agree."
Hearing this.
The surrounding guests brandished their weapons, displaying a threat.
Guo Zhuang, seeing this, instinctively gripped his treasured sword.
The dancing girl slowly uttered: "The rules of Xiaoyao Garden are, guests cannot leave without finishing a whole pot of wine, and I cannot accompany them. If you drink more, I have two younger sisters too."
Hearing this.
Guo Zhuang's eyes lit up.
The dancing girl's sisters, they must also be beautiful! !
Lu Ling Feng also showed a hint of interest.
Wang Lin saw through their act.
He thought to himself.
This Xiaoyao Garden, it's clearly a trap set for Lu Ling Feng.
They're probably afraid that this newly appointed Dali Temple's Deputy Chief's investigation might hinder their plans!
This drinking rule.
They're likely trying to intentionally get Lu Ling Feng drunk, weaken his combat abilities, and then when the Demon King strikes, it'll be like chopping melons and vegetables, a simple matter.
However.
He didn't expose them.
He just watched the dancing girl perform.
Soon.
Several men dressed in Western Region attire carried pots of wine to the table.
The dancing girl smiled sweetly: "Drink quickly, or else, you'll miss your chance when other guests finish their wine."
With that.
The dancing girl left, with a string of unrestrained laughter.
What could the three say?
They drank!
However.
At this moment.
Lu Ling Feng, who never admitted defeat, had repeatedly encountered obstacles in front of Wang Lin. Even though he knew Wang Lin was a princess, he was currently the Crown Prince's confidant!
The Crown Prince and the Princess were currently in a fierce battle for power!
So, all of the above.
Lu Ling Feng harbored a bit of resentment towards Wang Lin, and thus he felt the need to compete.
This was a perfect opportunity to showcase his superiority in drinking!
"Brother Wang, you're willing to accompany us in exploring this Xiaoyao Garden, Lu admires you, cheers, to you!"
Lu Ling Feng assumed an "I'll drink, you can follow" posture.
He finished a bowl of wine in one gulp.
Then, he downed three more bowls in a row, turned the bowl upside down, and looked at Wang Lin with a smile.
Guo Zhuang also wanted to toast, but seeing Lu Ling Feng's posture, he held his wine bowl for a while, unsure whether to drink or not.
If he drank, according to the rules of the Jianghu, if Wang Lin didn't drink four bowls in a row, it would be a loss of face...
Lu Ling Feng, as his superior and good brother, their relationship was beyond words, he should help.
But Wang Lin was also one of the people he admired most in his life.
Drinking on an empty stomach, four bowls in a row?
Ordinary people would probably be sprawled under the table.
So, for a moment, Guo Zhuang was caught in a dilemma.
However, Wang Lin smiled.
In fact, last night, while drinking with Fei Ji Shi.
【(Gold) Precious Blood】 this attribute had already proven its value.
He wouldn't get drunk from drinking, at most he would be slightly tipsy, and the alcohol would only be converted into nutrients to nourish his body. After all, alcohol also numbs the body through the blood, Precious Blood happens to counter alcohol, well, it makes sense, it makes sense!
Therefore.
Wang Lin didn't hesitate.
He slapped the seal off the pot with a palm, lifted the six to seven kilogram pot with one hand, raised his head, and poured all the wine into his throat.
Such a heroic act of drinking.
Left Lu Ling Feng stunned.
After a long pause.
Lu Ling Feng slowly gave a thumbs up: "Brother Wang, you have a capacity for alcohol, I admire you!"
Guo Zhuang also praised: "Sir, you're truly a god! I, Guo Zhuang, am convinced! You just lifted the pot with one hand, I tried it, your arm and wrist strength are truly extraordinary!"
Wang Lin waved his hand, his face unflushed, his heart unperturbed, as if it wasn't he who had finished a whole pot of wine: "Haha, when life is good, enjoy it to the fullest, don't let the wine cup stand empty under the moon! Wonderful! ! This wine is smooth, finishing a pot isn't a big deal."
Guo Zhuang jumped up: "Good poem! I know this poem, When life is good, enjoy it to the fullest, don't let the wine cup stand empty under the moon, I was born with talent and I'll surely use it, I'll spend my wealth and come back again, I'll roast sheep and slaughter cattle for entertainment, I must drink three hundred cups! That's exactly what you're doing! Good, I, Guo Zhuang, will drink too!"
Seeing Guo Zhuang like this.
Lu Ling Feng wouldn't be outdone.
However.
They truly believed Wang Lin's words.
They suffered greatly.
Not long after.
Lu Ling Feng and Guo Zhuang were drunk, their tongues slurring as they spoke.
Lu Ling Feng: "Ha, indeed, this wine is smooth, it's nothing!"
"Deputy Chief Wang, elder brother, the last bowl, I, Guo Zhuang, toast you." But before Guo Zhuang could finish, he fell onto the table, snoring loudly.
At this moment.
Seeing that the time was right.
The dancing girl emerged from behind the silk curtain.
Lu Ling Feng shook his blurry head, and said to the dancing girl, as well as Wang Lin: "This brother of mine can't hold his liquor, I shouldn't have brought him out to embarrass himself."
Then, he finished the last bowl of wine.
He raised the empty pot to show that there wasn't a single drop left.
Seeing this, Wang Lin casually smashed the pot next to him on the floor.
The dancing girl smiled slightly: "Three pots of wine, it seems I need all three of my sisters to come out."
She clapped her hands gently.
The next second.
Two Western Region women in green skirts floated down from the Xiaoyao Garden's courtyard, holding lutes, their singing voices soft and melodious.
Lu Ling Feng, seeing this, stated his purpose: "Female shopkeeper, you're a real friend! But actually, I'm here to buy some ointment, the kind where even after being washed with water, the fragrance still lingers."
The female shopkeeper said: "I guessed as much, ointment right? It's on my two sisters' lips, how much you want, take as much as you like."
Perhaps it was the alcohol.
Facing the two sisters.
Lu Ling Feng was momentarily dazed.
He looked down at the two dancers.
The two women smiled sweetly, but for some reason, it reminded Lu Ling Feng of the Three Witches in the "降魔变" (Jiàngmó Biàn, roughly translates to "Demon Subduing Transformation").
Just as he regained his composure.
To take the lipstick.
There was a sudden gust of wind behind him.
Followed by.
A roar that sounded like a beast but wasn't, carrying boundless killing intent!
In an instant, the lights in Xiaoyao Garden went out, and outside, there were sounds of various horses neighing, seemingly frightened by something.
Wang Lin's brow furrowed, and he pushed the female shopkeeper away.
He thought to himself: "The Demon King, has arrived!"