Chapter 57: Senior Brother, I Didn’t Drink

Chapter 57: Senior Brother, I Didn’t Drink

leave? What are you leaving?

The little brain was full of confusion, and he quickly threw away the dogtail grass that he was planning to use to do evil. Although Lin Zhusheng did not react to what happened in such a short time, he chose to reach out and pat the man on the back to comfort him first.

The comfort was ineffective, and the hands on the waist were still tightly held, with no sign of relaxation.

His brain was working at high speed, and the only way he could think of leaving was to go to the secret place this time. He patted his back and said, "I'm back now. I need to recuperate during this period. I'm not going anywhere and I won't leave."

Still no effect. Verbal promises have no effect on the people involved.

You can even feel the other person's heartbeat as your breathing rises and falls. It was the first time that he didn't know how to comfort someone. His hands were almost fanning out wind from patting his back. He could only open his eyes and look for help at the kitten playing happily in the field not far away.

When its eyes were about to cramp from blinking, the kitten finally turned its head to look at him, but did not move.

He was flexible and faced with the kitten's indifference, he continued to squeeze his eyes and look for help.

He strangely saw a look of disgust and speechlessness on the black furry face, and the next moment, a pop-up window appeared in his sight.

[System recommendation: Concentric Jade]

[Instructions for use: No spiritual power activation is required, both users can view each other's location and physical condition in real time]

[Price: 99 gold]

99 gold, a slightly high price, but as long as it could keep the senior brother stable, Lin Zhusheng bought it quickly - although he didn't understand why this thing would work, he chose to trust the kitten this time.

[You obtained: Heart-to-heart Jade]

99 gold was deducted from the account, and his hands felt cold at the same time, with two more items in them.

He stretched out his hand slightly and tried to push the eldest senior brother, but found that he couldn't push it open. He didn't dare to push it open with force. So he turned his hand over, groped for the hand behind his back, and put the jade into the hand bit by bit.

Regardless of whether this piece of jade has any effect or not, the person on his body finally moved. His face buried in his shoulder was slightly raised, as if he was looking at something stuffed in his hand.

"This is the Tongxin Jade," Lin Zhusheng patted the man on the back and said, "The two small dots on it are you and me. You can see it no matter how far you go."

God is watching over us, this thing is actually useful.

Feeling the hand on his waist loosen slightly, he took the opportunity to turn sideways and very naturally ended the hug that was a bit too long. He leaned over and introduced to the senior brother beside him: "The intensity of the light represents the physical condition. The brighter the light, the better the health."

The two small pieces of jade looked particularly tiny lying in the palm of the eldest brother's hand, but the small dots on them were not blurry at all. When the two pieces are put together, the two small dots also come together. There are wounds on his body, so the light of the corresponding small dots is weaker.

He took a step back, and the two adjacent points above also moved, creating a little distance between them. After jumping back and forth, he looked up, smiled, and said, "It's very interesting, isn't it?"

The eldest brother asked: "Can we watch it at any time?"

He nodded, "Any time."

99 Jinhua was well-deserved, and the eldest senior brother finally smiled. He clenched the jade in his palm with one hand, raised the other hand, and put his hair that was blown by the wind behind his ears. Finally, after a pause, he whispered thank you.

"Isn't it too early to thank now?"

Putting the jade in his pocket, Lin Zhusheng said with a smile: "If you encounter any trouble in the future, it won't be too late to tell me when I can come down from the sky and save you like a hero."

The eldest brother smiled and said, "Then I'll wait."

The eldest brother who stayed at the top of the mountain finally left after the great elder came back.

After watching the man who was obviously in a good mood leave, the sound of the sword flew away. The elder turned his head and looked at the white-haired man standing beside him warily, and asked, "What did you just do?"

"I didn't do anything," Lin Zhusheng said, bending down to pick up the kitten on the ground. "I just gave him something."

The Great Elder looked at him and became more concerned, "What are you giving to him and not to me?"

This little old man. Lin Zhusheng took out a few snacks from his backpack and handed them over, saying, "There's only one of that thing. If you give it to him, it's gone. You probably don't like it either. This is for you."

After receiving the snacks, the elder did not ask any more questions. He picked a snack and put it in his mouth while saying vaguely, "Don't stand here in the wind. Go back to the house."

Then he said, "Cancel the sword practice for the next few days. No one will disturb you. Don't run around the mountains and fields like a wild monkey."

Thinking that he was just taking a daily stroll, Lin Zhusheng said that the old man was rude.

Then the stinky old man chased him around the yard.

He couldn't go to the mountains to pick up trash for the time being, and he didn't have to practice swordplay. Lin, who was born restless, felt like his days were passing by like years. Every morning after watering the vegetables, he would play with the kitten in the house.

The kitten was annoyed by his playing and had its fur touched all over. When he wasn't paying attention, it slipped away into the woods to play by itself.

His only comrade-in-arms abandoned him, and he lay down on the bed in despair.

Fighting the BOSS is not a big deal, getting injured is not scary, the pain is just for a moment. It turns out the scariest thing is recovering from the injury, which is a complete nightmare for an active and sociable person.

He had never looked forward to going to the academy as much as he did this time. Although they were also sitting, he could at least pass notes to his friends under the table.

The schedule of the academy school depends on the teacher's time. Sometimes it is dense, and sometimes it is very rare. He happened to catch the very rare time, and after lying in bed for several days, he finally had the opportunity to go to the academy.

This was probably the first time he arrived at the academy early since his good neighbor Zhang Jing was no longer in a hurry.

Coming early was a very correct decision, because he was regarded as a new disciple who came to the wrong place by his good teacher and fellow disciples, and received a lot of attention.

My little friend Gao Yu even ran over in the chaos, rubbed his hands and asked my name, looking quite shy.

“…”

Clearly realizing that only the eldest brother could recognize him at a glance, the new disciple Lin's eyebrows twitched and he smiled lightly and said, "Lin Zhusheng."

The slight curve of his lips, his lightly clenched fists, and Gao Yu, who was so scared that he jumped up on the spot, suspected that the teacher was old and his eyes were blurry.

Lin Zhusheng finally proved himself to be Lin Zhusheng by using his disciple token and his signature act of falling asleep during a lecture.

Considering that he had slept a lot in the past few days, he did not sleep until the end of the get out of class like usual this time. He woke up in the middle of the class. When he woke up, there was a pile of small notes on his desk.

They were all sent by friends. The most normal one was from Song Ming, who usually seemed to be lazy and didn't care about anything, and asked about his injuries.

The person who threw the most notes was Gao Yu, and the notes were full of accusations, saying that they had originally agreed to be a moving background board on the street together, but he secretly ran away.

In summary, it was all rubbish, and he didn't remember ever talking to someone like that. Lin Zhusheng supported his face with his hands, put the note aside, and opened the next one.

The next one came from his dear friend Zhang Jing who didn’t like to be conspicuous. The message was very concise, just asking him not to go out with him in the future.

“…”

Reusing the waste paper strips lying around, he crumpled up the pieces of paper into a ball and quickly threw it at the back of Zhang Jing's head, striking him with precision.

The little piece of paper was thrown back and forth, and the final result was that the teacher on the three-foot podium twitched his eyes.

All six of them went outside and stood there.

The weather has been nice recently, the sun is warm, and there's a slight breeze. It's more comfortable to stand outside than to sit inside. Mainly, you can communicate directly without having to throw little notes.

Lin Zhusheng learned that several of his friends originally wanted to come and see him after he returned, but they didn't know how the news spread that he was seriously injured and bedridden, so they didn't dare to disturb him.

"Well, since you have nothing to do, why don't you go have a few drinks when we're done here?"

One of the friends made a drinking gesture and said, "While you and Brother Song were away, we found a good place to drink in Qingshan Town."

The advantage of becoming an inner sect disciple is that you can enter and leave the sect more freely and come and go as you please.

Then he got hit on the head after making the suggestion. Gao Yu retracted his punching hand and said, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, and all you can think about is drinking."

"OK."

Unexpectedly, the man who hadn't recovered from his injury agreed first. He nodded readily and said briefly and directly: "Go."

Facing the gazes of others, he said, "It's almost healed. A few sips won't hurt."

It doesn’t matter whether he drinks or not. After lying in bed for a few days, he urgently needs to go out and play.

He was so straightforward that even Zhang Jing was surprised and asked, "Can you drink?"

Lin Zhusheng said succinctly: "No."

He stretched out his hand and measured a small distance, saying, "But I'm a little curious."

In the past, when his parents took him to various dinner parties, no matter what kind of wine others drank, his glass would always contain the same orange juice, grape juice or some other juice, even after he became an adult.

After that, he had a drink with his friends once, but for some reason everyone advised him not to drink. At parties, they would order a separate glass of juice for him and refused to let him touch alcohol.

He himself didn't know why, but he felt that having a few sips was quite comfortable, and he woke up feeling refreshed the next day.

He hadn't touched wine for a long time and had forgotten what it tasted like, but his curiosity was aroused again.

Because I insisted, it was decided that I would go to Qingshan Town after leaving the academy.

I stayed in the classroom for an entire afternoon, and when the long class finally ended, the sun was already setting in the sky.

Although the Tian Sect did not have a rule that disciples were forbidden to drink alcohol, it was not a good idea for a large sect disciple to sneak out and drink at night. Like most of their fellow disciples, the six of them changed into their regular clothes before setting off on their swords.

Lin Zhusheng had been to Qingshan Town once before, and the others had been there more times and were already familiar with the route.

He landed in a deserted place and quietly hid his sword, then was led by his friends onto the dim street.

The sun was setting, and before the light disappeared, his friend took him to a pub that looked ordinary from the outside.

The pub looks plain from the outside, but quite elegant inside, with a light aroma of wine that is not strong but quite pleasant.

Several friends thought this was a good place because it had its own small cubicle. After entering the cubicle, they could sit on the cushions on the floor, close the door, and chat without any worries.

The injury has almost healed and he is considered a patient. Patients have no choice but to drink fruit wine, and the only choice is the flavor of the wine.

Well, although it is different from what I imagined, as long as it is not fruit juice, fruit wine is acceptable. Lin Zhusheng selected the candidates and finally chose peach wine after careful consideration.

Others who were not sick and had a good alcohol tolerance chose their drinks quickly, and after ordering, they chatted while waiting for their drinks and side dishes.

The small cubicle had a window, and Lin, who bravely tried to drink, chatted with them, but he would look out the window from time to time with his ears perked up.

Finally, Song Ming asked him, "Is there anything wrong?"

"fine."

Lin Zhusheng retracted his gaze, looked around twice, and whispered, "The Great Elder and Senior Brother must not know that I'm here."

No matter who knew about it, he would probably be scolded to death. According to the old man's stern personality, even if there was no actual impact, he would still be chased and scolded to death if he went home drinking before his injury was fully healed.

The eldest senior brother happened to bring up this topic when he saw other disciples drinking on his way back from the bay a few days ago. He seemed to have vaguely said that if he wanted to taste the wine or test his alcohol tolerance in the future, he should not do it outside, but go find him.

Not only has his injury not fully healed, but he is also drinking outside.

He was as vigilant as a thief. It turned out that he was on guard against his master and Ling Xujun. This person went ahead knowing he would be scolded. In some ways, he is quite amazing.

Feeling that he had inexplicably become a bad friend who led the good disciples astray, Gao Yu, who was a bad friend to the end, patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely not tell."

The wine was served quickly. The waiter brought the wine and side dishes together. Lin Zhusheng finally got the peach wine he had carefully selected. Peach wine also has its own special wine glass, which is pink and white and looks pretty nice.

After getting the peach wine, he went to take a look at other people's wine, but his friends were very wary of him and wouldn't let him touch it, not even allowing him to smell it. It was very disheartening.

Fruit wine is fruit wine. Looking away from the drinks in the others' hands, he poured himself a glass of peach wine.

It tastes similar to fruit juice, sour and sweet. Pushing his drooping white hair behind his ears, he drank the whole glass in one gulp without feeling anything, and poured himself another glass.

Gao Yu was talking about what happened during the time when he and Song Ming were away and various sect gossips. He held up a small pink wine glass and listened attentively. He took a few sips while listening and heard an unbelievable sound from the explosion.

The appetizers were halfway through and the glasses of wine were refilled. The gossips about the clan became more and more interesting. The small compartment was lively and the friends became more and more excited as they talked.

No one noticed that the white-haired man sitting next to him spoke less and less, and his movements of pouring wine became more and more skillful and mechanical.

Zhang Jing was the first to notice something was wrong. When he asked people if they wanted some snacks, he received no response. When he turned around, he saw the red ears that stood out among the white hair.

No one would get drunk after drinking fruit wine. Finding it a little unbelievable, he tentatively called out for help.

Very good, no response. Baimao seemed not to have heard it and continued to pour himself a glass of wine, then drank it in one gulp as if it were juice. None of this matters. What matters is that there is no wine in the glass. The man just took a sip of air.

Well, there are people who can get drunk just by drinking fruit wine. The others immediately noticed something was wrong and looked over.

Zhang Jing took the wine glass from his hand, leaned over and asked, "Are you okay?"

The wine glass was taken away, but Baimao was in a very good mood and didn't get angry. Instead, he sat up straight and responded seriously: "Hello."

"..." Zhang Jing turned around and announced the conclusion to the others, "He is drunk."

The others thought the same thing, so they stopped drinking and started discussing what to do with the drunkard.

It would definitely not work to let this person go back by himself, as he might fall off the sword halfway. Their sword-controlling skills are not good enough to carry others on the sword, and it is even more impossible for them to stay here overnight. The great elder, who has only this one disciple and who just lost this disciple a few days ago, will definitely be furious.

After discussing for a long time, there was no conclusion. Gao Yu asked, "What do you think?"

"Let's find him a hangover-relief soup first," Zhang Jing glanced at the man next to him who had buried his head in the table, and said, "Let him sober up first, then..."

“Wow——”

Before he could finish his words, the person sitting next to him on the table suddenly raised his head and attacked him from the side, pushing him to the ground. He looked at him with half-open drunken eyes and ran his hand through his hair.

The incident happened suddenly and everyone else was startled. It was hard to tell whether it was shock or envy on their faces. Gao Yu, who was closest to them, quickly came over to pull the two apart.

——Then he soon stopped being envious. The next step after the hand passed through the hair was to start braiding it for no apparent reason. The person's hair-braiding skills were very poor, and he fiddled with it for a long time without knowing what he was doing. While doing it, he said, "Xiaobai, why...how come your hair has grown so long?"

They knew that Xiaobai seemed to be the name of the little black cat.

It didn't hurt that his hair was tossed back and forth, but it was very painful mentally. Zhang Jing's face was full of numbness. Gao Yu was watching from the side, and suddenly he was no longer anxious. He watched with the others and was more excited than when he was gossiping just now.

Maybe he should have helped just now. Because after Zhang Jing finished, it was his turn as he was the second closest. This time he was not called Xiaobai, but "Daqi".

The white-haired boy pulled his hair and asked him in confusion why the color of his hair had changed and why it didn't feel as good as before.

Not only did he have his hair pulled and braided, but he was also criticized for not having good touches, which made Gao Yu, a tough guy, cry.

The remaining people were trembling with fear, fearing that they would be the next. Fortunately, Drunkard Lin stopped in time and did not continue to capture more men.

Every move he made after getting drunk was beyond others' expectations. Thinking that he had calmed down, the others were about to breathe a sigh of relief, but then they saw him take out a piece of jade from his pocket.

Zhang Jing suddenly felt something was wrong, so he stood up and asked him what he was doing.

"I have to keep it a secret from my senior brother."

After injecting spiritual energy into the jade token unskillfully, Drunkard Lin lay down on the table again. The other party seemed to be waiting all the time, and the jade token soon flashed. He burped on the table, closed his eyes and said seriously:

"Hiccup, Big Brother, I'm not drinking."

There was a sudden silence in the air.

Opposite: “Hmm?”

Others: “…”

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