Reverend Insanity: Section 14: Pit

In this world, not only humans make wine.

The earliest record of wine comes from the legend of the ancestors.

The ancestor dug out his left and right eyes, and turned them into the eldest son Tairi Yangmang, and the second daughter Guyue was desolate.

Tai Ri Yang Mang and Gu Yue's gloomy days, can not help but be emotional about his sister. However, Guyue Desolation has repeatedly rejected Tai Riyang's reckless pursuit.

Tai Riyang Mang is troubled by this.

He knew he needed help, so he asked for wisdom.

At first, Zhi Zhi didn't care about him, he could hide as far as he could. But Tai Riyang was reluctant to persevere, and his wisdom was unbearable, so he had to tell him a way-

"In the east of the world, there are a group of peach monkeys. They make wine. You go drink first, then come to me."

Tai Riyang went to the east and drank wine.

The peach monkey group produces fruit wine. Tairi Yang returned after drinking, and since then, his face has turned red. He pursed his lips and said, "It turns out that the wine is sweet."

Wisdom smiled and said to him, "In the west of the world, there are a group of psychic monkeys. They make wine, and you drink it again."

The wine made by psychic monkeys is bitter. Tairi Yangmang went to the west again and drank wine. From then on, his tongue coating was yellow-brown. He returned with a bitter look: "It turns out that wine has bitterness."

Wizhan said to him, "Wine is bitter and sweet, so is love, and even more so in life. In that north, there are a group of diamond monkeys. They also have wine. You drink and drink."

Wangang monkeys make spirits.

Tai Riyang Mang has a good appetite. He likes hard alcohol and is drunk.

He thinks this wine is too appetizing for him, and he wants to drink more when he is drunk. I drank the bowl and wanted to drink the jar.

In the end, he vomited completely. Jiu Jin came up and made him uncomfortably dying.

He felt as if flames were burning inside his body, and magma was flowing.

"It's too hot!" he yelled, all the Yanliu rushing up against his head, his hair burning fiercely. Since then, he has hair that burns like fire.

When Tai Riyang wakes up, he finds that Zhi Zhi is looking at him.

"What do you think about drinking hard liquor?" Zhi Zhi asked him.

Tai Yangyang recklessly sighed: "I understand, even the best wine will spit even if you drink too much. Everything should be adequate."

Wisdom laughed and said, "In the south of the world, there are a group of sky monkeys. They make wine, which is pretty good. You can drink and see."

Shui monkeys make sake, and spirits are two extremes.

Tai Riyang recklessly sips wine, can't help forgetting his worries, drunkenly and faintly.

Wisdom asks him how he feels. He gently waved his hand and said, "I have got fun in wine, don't pass it on for the awakened."

Wisdom smiled slightly and went away ...

So, in this world, humans are not the first ethnic group to make wine. Instead, the monkey walked in front of people.

The average monkey population makes wine.

Depending on the monkey population, there are various flavors of wine. But people refer to monkey-made wine as monkey wine.

Fang Yuan inhabited this cave. On the one hand, he felt that the repair was a sign of a breakthrough, and stopped to deliberately pass the barrier. On the other hand, it is monkey wine.

The higher the number of roundworms, the greater the demand for food and the longer the feeding period.

Fang Yuan's preparations are sufficient, but the capacity of Todo spend is limited. Nowadays, after consuming long distances, there is already a part of free capacity. It is better not to pack some monkey wine.

Alcohol can disinfect and also dispel cold. If the four flavors of wine worms are refined, wine is also needed as an auxiliary. Even if the conditions of inverse refining cannot be satisfied, it is good to serve as food for the four flavors of wine and insects.

However, taking monkey wine is not easy.

This grass skirt monkey group, although it is a beast group, is nearly a thousand in size. There are three Beast Monkey Kings.

Monkey herds have always been united. Once they confront the enemy, they will naturally attack. Although Bai Ningbing is the peak of three turns, but after all, he is weak, and the attack is purely self-finding.

Although Fang Yuan has been promoted to a mid-level turn, this promotion will help the situation very little.

But Fang Yuan insisted on snatching monkey wine, and expressed concern about Bai Ningbing.

"So you need to be smart, come with me." Fang Yuan patted Bai Ningbing's shoulder and stood up. He stepped on the ground carefully, avoiding the buried Jaulei potatoes, and walked out of the cave.

Outside the cave, the woods are lush, the sun shines, and a scent of birds and flowers.

The two walked for a moment and approached the periphery of the monkey group.

Fang Yuan carefully observed and finally chose a slope.

Taking advantage of the higher terrain, he looked around, and finally nodded with satisfaction, stepping on the ground, and said, "Excavate."

At the time of a fragrant incense, this **** of Xiangyang was dug by two people to excavate a large pit three feet deep and five feet in diameter.

Jiaolei pea mother.

Fang Yuan squatted at the bottom of the pit, with a thought, he evoked a puppet.

This tadpole, shaped like a potato, has uneven surfaces and is covered with small holes. The shape is unbearable, but it is a real three-turn.

"I can't do it, but I'll lend it to you." Fang Yuan handed Jiao Lei Dou to Bai Ningbing.

Bai Ningbing took it in his hand and urged Zhenyuan to infuse it. Soon afterwards, he saw the surface of damselfly, and in those small holes, a green verdant seedling grew out.

The seedlings quickly grow, flower, and bear fruit.

Almost breathing effort, the dark green fruits with the thickness of the fingers are ripe. As the teeth of the branches withered, they all fell into Bai Ningbing's palm.

Fang Yuan took these dark green fruits, carefully selected them, and eliminated bad, dead, and empty fruits, leaving only less than one-third of the good fruits.

These fruits are Jiao Lei potato crickets, two-turn crickets. Buried in the soil, you can grow with the help of land fertility. Once a creature steps on nearby, it causes shock. The Jiao Lei potato will explode.

Fang Yuan took out one of them and instantly refined it. Squeezed in the middle of the fingers, infused with bronze real yuan, the Jiao Lei potato suddenly burst into a slight blue light, slowly floating up.

Then he thought about it, Jiao Lei smashed the potatoes, and then he got into the ground.

Fang Yuan buried it deliberately, and it stopped until the tempeh was an arm away from his feet.

The surface of Zhenyuan in the air is constantly falling rapidly, and the surrounding ground power also converges on the body of Jiao Lei Tuo. In Fang Yuan's perception, this small grasshopper grew into a fist-sized potato in an instant.

This is the mature Jiaolei potato ravioli, as long as it is shocked, it will be detonated.

Bai Ningbing can't help but feel a little strange when I see here: "I see that Magister Maiden, burying the Jiao Lei potatoes very shallow, and it is easy to detonate. Even if you bury it like this, I'm afraid I can't detonate, right? "

"This is of course." Fang Yuan replied, and continued to lay down.

Bai Ningbing poked his lips slightly, Fang Yuan did not answer her directly, and she was no longer questioning as proudly. Instead, she stared at herself and began to think for herself.

With Fang Yuan so long, she knows that Fang Yuan will never do anything useless.

After Fang Yuan buried the bottom of the pit once, he stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and started calling Bai Ningbing to bury the soil together.

But the soil was buried for only a moment. The ground at the bottom of the pit increased by one and a half feet, and Fang Yuan called for a halt, and then continued to bury the Jiaolei potato hoe.

Bai Ningbing saw this, and immediately realized Fang Yuan's intention.

"That's it. The Jiao Lei Tutu is just two turns, one detonated, the power is limited. You bury so many at once, once detonated, even if it is a thousand beastmaster, I'm afraid it's uncomfortable. But how do you put that Where did the three-headed monkey king come from? "

Jiaolei potato 雷 is an attack 蛊, but its limitation of immovability greatly reduces its practical value.

"How difficult is this? As soon as you get there, catch two or three grass skirt monkeys and taste the monkey brains in this pit. Their screams will surely attract angry monkey groups. At first, it was just ordinary Monkeys, all you have to do is to block them and kill them back. Then there should be the three monkey kings. "Fang Yuan replied as he buried the grasshopper.

Bai Ningbing nodded involuntarily.

Beasts are, after all, beasts with limited wisdom. Fang Yuan's strategy is crude, but it will definitely work.

"As long as the three monkey kings are beheaded and killed, taking the monkey's wine is simply a sacrifice. Of course, if you can catch wild tadpoles from several monkey kings, it is better." Bai Ningbing pondered.

Next, they spent all their energy in this pit all afternoon.

Jiaolei potato dumplings are constantly spawned, and then buried by Fang Yuan, and then the two fill the soil. After one layer of soil, there is another layer of soil. Until the pit is filled.

The two are sweaty and tired, but fortunately, Fang Yuan has the power of two pigs, and Bai Ningbing has perfected the power of a crocodile.

But the next day, Fang Yuan did not start, but continued to dig.

Bai Ningbing is puzzled.

Fang Yuan sidewalk: "A pit is not safe, there must be preparation. A little more preparation is a good thing."

So, in the next three days, Bai Ningbing finally realized Fang Yuan's almost perverted "caution."

Fully dug five pits, and buried a lot of Jiao Lei potato hoe. Of course, the first pit is the largest.

Because of the sufficient preparation, the plan to solve the grass skirt monkey went smoothly.

It just detonated two pits and the monkeys collapsed.

Three monkey kings died and were injured. The wounded led the monkeys to flee. The deceased was blown into shreds, and the tapeworms on her body did not survive.

Fang Yuan has harvested a lot of monkey wine, so he can't hold up enough flowers.

Smelting the four flavor wine bug is enough. Feeding wine bugs was not a problem for two years. If you meet a caravan, these monkey wines can also be sold for a good price.

"There is one more thing before we leave. We clean up the battlefield and fill both blasted holes." Fang Yuandao said.

"Should you be so cautious?" Bai Ningbing felt pain as soon as he thought of the pit.

Fang Yuan glanced at her, and only one sentence let Bai Ningbing work obediently-

"Did you forget how we tracked down the magician son-in-law?"

Relying on the traces left by the magic Taoist son-in-law on the way.

Dig the pit, but don't end up burying yourself in it! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend it to registered members of Piaotian Literature. Your support is my greatest motivation.)