The old fortune teller smiled.

"If it were us, drinking like this, it would be a bit embarrassing."

"Um."

Xiao Yi nodded.

"It looks like you're almost drunk."

"Third brother, can you still drink? How about I accompany you to drink some more?"

Zhao Laomo stepped forward.

"Come……"

Xiao Chen looked at Old Devil Zhao with his drunken eyes blurred.

"Old Zhao, don't be cowardly."

"This... let's forget it, I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed."

Zhao Laomo looked at the wine bottles all over the table and shook his head.

"Anyway, I'm a genius now, so I want to save face."

"Pick them up and send them back."

Su Shiming said.

"Haha, let them be here."

The old fortune teller smiled.

"When they wake up, they will go back."

"Is it possible?"

Xiao Yi and others looked over.

"Let's go back to sleep."

The old fortune teller glanced at Chi Feng, who was leaning on the leg of the table, and his smile grew wider.

"Old man, is this really okay?"

Su Qing was a little worried.

"Haha, it's okay, just listen to me."

The old fortune teller smiled, turned around and walked out.

"Listen to him. Xiao Chen grew up in front of him. He is the person who knows Xiao Chen best."

Xiao Yi said slowly.

"good."

Su Qing and others looked at Xiao Chen and nodded.

Afterwards, everyone left and most of the lights in the banquet hall were turned off.

"Come on, Brother Chen, I can still drink..."

Li Hanhou handed over a bottle of wine.

"Done."

Xiao Chen nodded and raised his head to kill him.

"Brother Chen, let's drink some more... From now on, I will follow you."

Chifeng came over with his tongue hanging out.

"Although...I didn't grow up in this world, I am from this world! What the hell, bullshit, fuck them!"

"Hehe, come on, do it."

Xiao Chen smiled drunkenly, clinked the glasses with Chi Feng, and finished.

As time passed, snoring sounded in the banquet hall.

Xiao Chen also fell asleep. Although the ground was hard, he slept soundly.

One night... passed quickly.

At dawn, Xiao Chen and others slowly opened their eyes.

"My mouth is so dry..."

Xiao Chen swallowed and looked around. His somewhat groggy consciousness became sober.

Ballroom?

On the ground?

what's the situation?

Xiao Chen sat up, right? Just let them sleep here all night?

"Holy shit..."

During the white night, they all woke up one after another. Looking around, they were all confused.

But when they looked at each other, they both smiled again.

This wine was quite enjoyable.

Even Chifeng felt like he had blended in after a night of drinking.

"It's too miserable. I drank too much and slept in bed all night."

Bai Ye rubbed his eyes.

"Haha, I guess it was the old fortune tellers who did this. We didn't let them take care of us."

Xiao Chen smiled, stood up, poured a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.

With this glass of water, he felt like he was alive again.

The long-term high pressure was released with this night's hangover... at least I felt much more relaxed than before.

"A drink can solve a thousand worries."

Xiao Chen put down his cup.

"When you wake up, you should still be worried..."

Sun Wugong answered, then picked up his wine gourd and drank again.

"..."

Xiao Chen is speechless, can you chat?

"Okay, don't sit on the ground anymore. It's time to take a shower when you go back, and do what you have to do... It's a new day, and you will be resurrected with full health."

"okay."

Bai Ye and others nodded, they all have places to live here.

Just as they all stood up, the sound of footsteps was heard.

"Haha, are you all awake?"

Qin Lan came in from outside, looked at Xiao Chen and others, and smiled.

"Sister Lan, how could you let us sleep on the floor?"

Before Xiao Chen could speak, Bai Ye started shouting.

"The old man said it, why don't you go find the old man and ask?"

Qin Lan said and walked closer.

"..."

When Bai Ye and the others heard this, they stopped moving.

"How do you feel? How old are you now, and you still want to get drunk like a young man?"

Qin Lan came to Xiao Chen and asked.

"Sister Lan, I am also a young man, okay?"

Xiao Chen was helpless.

"The young people I'm talking about are seventeen or eighteen years old, so you don't count them."

Qin Lan shook his head.

"When I was seventeen or eighteen years old, I just entered the society...I was severely beaten by society, and I often like to get drunk."

"Haha, after you get drunk, you can go on the road again."

Xiao Chen also laughed.
To be continued...