Early morning.
Several boatmen walked into the Dragon King Temple on the shore of West Lake.
Since the day the temple was built, Ao Qing had shown himself briefly in front of the people.
Those who made a living on West Lake, or perhaps those who came to West Lake for a visit,
would come to the temple early to offer incense.
One boatman inserted the lit incense, bowed three times with piety, and was about to leave, when he suddenly smelled a strange scent.
“Hey, did you guys smell that? Who's grilling meat?”
The other boatmen looked at each other, and burst into laughter. They didn't smell anything.
The boatman who smelled the fragrance scratched his head, and laughed too.
“Maybe I'm confused, come on, let's go to work.”
The sound in the temple gradually faded away.
But just behind a wall.
Several graceful figures were gathered around a large barbecue grill, their eyes sparkling as they stared at the roasted meat.
On the grill was a whole horse that had been beheaded.
The orange flames licked the horse meat, and large drops of oil splattered into the fire, bursting into tiny sparks.
Ao Qing held the sauce, patiently brushing layer after layer until the entire roast horse turned into an alluring golden color.
“It's almost ready, who wants to try first?”
Ao Qing stopped and locked the grill, picked up a knife, and began to cut the meat.
The golden-brown skin ripped open, and a strange fragrance rushed towards them.
Xiao Qing swallowed, her face beaming with delight.
“Me me me, I want to eat!”
Ao Qing cut off a large piece of horse meat, brushed half with sauce, and put it on Xiao Qing's plate.
Xiao Qing snuggled closer, her nose twitching, and took a deep breath.
“Wow~”
She closed her eyes, her face full of ecstasy.
Ao Qing cut off a few more pieces, handed them to Hua Yun and Xia Gu, and smiled:
“Eat it while it's hot.”
Seeing Hua Yun gobble it down, Xia Gu also tore off thin strips of meat and stuffed them into her mouth.
Ao Qing held a piece of roast meat and began to eat slowly.
The one being roasted on the grill was Si Lang, the five-path spirit who had done evil before.
Earlier, this evil spirit was slain by Xiao Qing's sword, transforming into a donkey-sized form, which instead presented a problem for Xiao Qing, not knowing how to handle it.
Fortunately, Ao Qing knew the story of the five-path spirit.
Wan Sheng in Zhao family killed three evil spirits, made their bodies into meat, and ate them, which was incredibly delicious.
Ao Qing simply brought the bodies of the monsters, came to his own temple, and held a barbecue party.
A mouthful of horse meat entered his stomach, the taste was indeed extraordinary, and then he took a sip of wine, the whole person seemed to be sublimated.
Seeing Ao Qing start to drink, Hua Yun nearby rolled her eyes and secretly took out a wine jar.
“Come, let's drink together.”
She held the wine bowl, and began to coax Xiao Qing and Xia Gu beside her.
Xia Gu was fine, she took the wine bowl and only took a small sip.
Xiao Qing, however, was not. She devoured a mouthful of horse meat, and slurped down the wine in the bowl in one go.
The fire blazed behind them, the fragrance of roasted meat and wine filled the air.
Ao Qing leisurely savored the delicious roast meat, drank the refreshing wine, and watched the three beautiful women, either happy or angry.
He took another sip of wine, exhaled the stale air in his chest, and laughed joyfully:
“Life should be like this!”
Hua Yun, who had coaxed others to drink, drank very little. She held the wine bowl, smiling sweetly at Xiao Qing's antics.
Hearing Ao Qing's words, she raised her wine bowl and winked playfully.
“Ao Qing brother is so happy, shouldn't you drink a few more bowls with us sisters?”
Xia Gu, who was already slightly drunk, her eyes were misty, her drunk face was like a flower.
Hearing Hua Yun's words, she also smiled and held up her wine bowl.
“Dragon King, have a bowl?”
Xiao Qing, who had the worst alcohol tolerance and drank the most, was already nodding her head and swaying, unable to tell directions. She hugged her wine bowl with both hands, sitting and giggling foolishly.
“Drink!”
She said, she stood up, as if to come and compete with Ao Qing in drinking.
But the little snake demon didn't take two steps, her legs went soft, and she collapsed directly into Ao Qing's arms.
She wriggled in Ao Qing's arms for a while, then turned over, lay on her back in Ao Qing's arms, and rested her head on Ao Qing's chest.
Her eyes were hazy, the aroma of wine and her own scent mixed together, drifting into Ao Qing's nostrils.
She was still holding her small wine bowl, now she raised it and giggled foolishly.
“Xiao Qing Long, drink.”
Ao Qing laughed out loud.
This silly little snake was so drunk, her courage seemed to have increased.
Ao Qing reached out and embraced Xiao Qing's slender and supple willow waist, letting her find a comfortable position to lean against him.
He looked up at Hua Yun and Xia Gu.
Xia Gu's drunk face was cute and adorable, her cold and stunning face was flushed with peach blossom-like red, her black and bright pupils reflected the firelight.
After getting drunk, her smile became gentle, she held up her wine bowl and smiled sweetly:
“Let me toast to the Dragon King first.”
Ao Qing also held up his wine bowl and smiled:
“Don't be so formal, call me Ao Qing, or Qing, it's all right.”
Xia Gu's smile remained unchanged, a gentle smile curled at the corner of her lips.
“Good.”
After saying this, she tilted her head and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, winked at Ao Qing, leaned to the side, and fell fast asleep.
Ao Qing turned to look at Hua Yun, his eyebrows slightly raised.
Hua Yun waved her hands again and again, giggling and saying:
“I'm a terrible drinker, don't force me. The night is short, go do what you want to do, I still have to carry this troublesome fellow back home.”
Ao Qing then helped Xiao Qing stand up, and as he passed by Hua Yun, he suddenly bent over and pecked her cheek.
Hua Yun froze in place, only coming back to her senses after Ao Qing was gone.
She gently pressed the spot where the warmth still lingered.
A moving blush spread from the swan-like white neck to her entire flower-like face.
She spat softly, snorted.
“Stinky man's ways.”
Even though she said that, the smile in her eyes couldn't be dispelled.
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