"Hey, you guys wait, I'll explore the way when Fatty Master!"

When he saw Fangdong, the fat man's eyes lit up immediately.

He waved his hand to stop the rest of the people and entered like a wind.

This is a sensitive fat man.

After the fat man got in, he started to fire up a lot of cold fireworks and threw them around, and then greeted Hu Ming and others.

Several men entered one after another, and on the other side of the square cave was a tomb built with black rocks.

Judging from the material, the terracotta figures and horses at the bottom of the moat are made of the same material, which is unique to the stone nearby.

The height of the tomb chamber is not high, and the person who comes in can only barely stand up straight.

But surprisingly, the overall space is very spacious.

There are some reliefs on the surrounding walls, which are probably the case when King Wannu held a banquet to entertain his ministers in the past.

However, due to the special geographical environment here, the relief has been corroded, so I can only look at it for a rough look.

At first glance, there were many clay pots neatly placed around the tomb chamber, each clay pot was half a person's height.

"Hey, what kind of treasures are there in it?"

"What a great precious thing should be considered by Emperor Wannu as one of the funeral objects after death?"

The fat man rubbed his hands and his eyes began to turn green, just like the cat's eyes in the dark.

Seeing this, Hu Ming rolled his eyes helplessly, and was too lazy to stop the fat man, so he let him go.

The fat man happily took out a clay pot and patted it on the mud seal.

Suddenly, a mellow and rich aroma of wine filled the entire tomb.

"Damn, this Wannu King is not a drunkard, right?"

"If you die, you have to use so much wine to bury yourself? Tsk, you smell it, this is a good wine!"

"Look, after hundreds of years of cellaring, half of the wine has evaporated, and the rest is the essence. This is a treasure that even money can't buy!"

The fat man took a deep breath intoxication and exclaimed.

He usually enjoys wine, but he has never seen such a treasure that has been hidden in the cellar in the ancient tomb for hundreds of years.

The fat man couldn't help it immediately, and pulled out the paratrooper knife and dipped it a little, trying to taste it.

Thanks to the fat man knows that drinking is a mistake. Now is not the time to relax. He just wants to taste the taste, rather than picking up the jar and filling it.

"You're dead? This wine has been stored for hundreds of years, expired food, beware of food poisoning."

Wu Xie grabbed the fat man's hand.

"You don't understand this innocence. The wine stored in the cellar has no shelf life. It won't break even after being stored for thousands of years."

"Some people even say that after eating the wine canal under the thousand-year-old wine, I heard that it can live forever."

"Our ancestors fought, and some even went for the wine. It would be fine to taste the taste, and at most they would get a stomachache."

The fat man shook his head and swallowed the water from the mountain pass.

Smelling the fragrant alcohol, the greedy worm in the fat man's belly had long been hooked up.

"Fatty, wait..."

Suddenly, Panzi's face changed and he was about to reach out and knock over the jar in the fat man's hand.

"Hey, Panzi, what are you doing?"

"It's not easy for everyone to get here. What's wrong with the fat guy just trying a drink? Just one sip, it won't delay the serious business!"

Hu Ming pulled Panzi quickly with his eyes and smiled, and said righteously.

"No, Master Ming, I mean, this wine..."

"No, it's not, what a big deal. I know you and the fat guy are not in the way, but then don't leave?"

Hu Ming blinked at Panzi, his eyes flashing with a gloating look.

"Oh...I'm sorry, fat man, I'm a little excited. It's okay, just a sip of wine, it's okay!"

Panzi knew it and quickly changed his words.

When Panzi was fighting abroad, he had seen this kind of wine in some remote tribes and knew what it was.

There is really something wrong with this wine.

But it will not cause any harm to people, but will make a big contribution, but...

Most people cannot enjoy this kind of wine-making.

"No, what are you two doing? You are so nagging, aren't you just a sip of wine?

"At worst, I just have diarrhea. What a big deal. Fatty, my physique, even if I squatted in the pit for three days and three nights, I can still fight with the Wannu King Da Zongzi for three days and three nights!"

The fat man looked at the two people who suddenly reached an agreement, and couldn't figure out the situation.

But this wine is so fragrant!

The fat man was too lazy to care about these two people, so he dipped his paratrooper knife into his mouth after dipping it.

"I always think that you two cheated on the fat guys together, is that wine weird?"

Wu Xie approached Hu Ming and Panzi with a smirk, slanted their eyes and lowered their voices and asked quietly.

The fat man was greedy for the time being because he was drunk and didn't react.

But Wu Xie is an outsider. He can see clearly that there must be something wrong with this wine.

But he was tacitly told and looked forward to the show with anticipation.

"...You... Wu Xie is not a good thing either!"

"Don't say that, everyone is friends, what's wrong with it?. Besides, it's not me and Panzi who cheated on the fat man, but..."

"The three of us are joining together to cheat the fat man!"

Hu Ming pointed at Wu Xie and corrected the way.

If there is a pot, we must fight together!

"I... OK!"

Wu Xie twitched his mouth and said helplessly.

At this moment, the fat man had licked the amber wine on the paratrooper's knife and closed his eyes with intoxication.

"It smells so fragrant! It's worthy of being a treasure that has been hidden in the cellar for hundreds of years!"

"I said, do you want to have a taste too? I promise, this is thousands of times better than the so-called good wines on the market!"

After a long time, the fat man came to his senses and reluctantly put away the paratrooper sword.

If it weren't for the wrong time and occasion, he would be like he was drunk here.

It is a great fortune to drink ancient wine for hundreds of years and nearly thousands of years!

"No, fat man, for the sake of good health, I quit drinking and swear to never get drunk again!"

"You can enjoy this treasure yourself. I am destined to be together. Of course, if you have the will, you can take some back for your father, Uncle Jin and others to try it."

Hu Ming waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Just kidding, if you don't know this thing, you know there is something inside, who can't drink it?"

"Ha? Stop drinking? Are you still healthy? Are you kidding me? Just an old monster like Uncle Ming, you are still healthy? I'm gonna be!"

Hearing this, the fat man curled his lips disdainfully.

"Uh... Little fat man, didn't you just say that eating the thousand-year-old wine can bring immortality?"

"Or what good things are in Jiucao?"

Panzi glanced at the fat man with pity and said unbearably.

.....

Can't bear it? Can't bear it!

Hu Ming glanced at Panzi with a slanted eyes and looked at him with a smirk. This is really a murderous person!

If the fat man doesn't know, it's just a big sip of ancient wine, but I know...

Hiss, what kind of hatred, what kind of resentment?

"Jiucao? Oh, yes! The wine here is not a thousand years old, it's almost done. Come on, Fat Master, I'll take a look. Maybe it's really a elixir! My old man also said that this is a treasure!"

The fat man's eyes lit up and he quickly turned over the wine pot that had been settled at the bottom of the can with a knife.

The next moment...

"Damn, what the hell is this horse-trapping thing?"

"Your uncle, Panzi, have you known this long ago? Are you trying to cheat me with Fatty?"

"Mad, there are always unruly people who want to harm me!"

Looking at the things inside, the fat man's face turned green immediately, and he felt his stomach rolling like a storm.

Damn it's like dreaming on a horse...
Chapter completed!