Chapter 23 Section 12

At midnight on the same day, Lian Shou wore a loose robe and sat cross-legged in front of Pang Wenying's tombstone on the outskirts of the city. Beside him, there are eighteen altars of various wines lined up on the ground.He stretched out his palm wrapped in herbs, picked up one of the altars, opened the mud seal, first dumped half of the altar on Pang Wenying's grave, then raised his head and drank the rest. He has been drinking, and has been waiting.After drinking until the third altar, the person he was waiting for finally appeared at the foot of the hill. Mao Gonglei, who covered his forehead, smiled at the sickle head, then sat beside him, and also picked up a jar of wine to drink.

These two men, who had fought fiercely in the morning, just drank together like this, without speaking or looking at each other for a long time.Mao Gonglei occasionally looked up at the nearly full moon, seemingly fascinated. It was not until most of the wine had entered his stomach that Lian Shou spoke first. "Congratulations. Your eldest brother has won many good subordinates." Lian Shou said, only looking at the sandy land.Under the moonlight, every grass and stone can be seen clearly. Mao Gonglei responded with a sigh.He thought for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry."

"What do you have to do to me?" "This morning... I didn't hold back." "Me neither." Lian Shou looked directly at Mao Gonglei at this moment and said with a smile. "No...it's different." Mao Gonglei stuttered a bit, losing his usual frankness. "I mean the one that hit you on the head..." Sickles didn't smile anymore.He continued to drink. Mao Gonglei sighed again, and seemed to have finally made up his mind and said, "It's what my elder brother meant. He asked me to try to see if I can really kill you." Scythe just shrugged his shoulders, as if he knew it already.

Mao Gonglei took another sip, and then continued: "My elder brother said: 'Yu Runsheng has too many good subordinates. I'm a bit jealous of him...'" Mao Gonglei couldn't go on talking, so he had to drink again, but found that the jar was empty, so he threw it far away angrily.He thought for a moment, then looked at Sickle and said, "Please don't tell your boss about these things." Lian Shou handed the wine in his hand to Mao Gonglei. "I promise you." Mao Gonglei reproduced that heroic smile, took the wine, and drank it all in one gulp. "The fate in the world is very wonderful..." Mao Gonglei opened another jar of wine and said, his voice was slightly drunk. "It would be great if you got to know my elder brother first..."

"I think so too..." Lian Shou let out a mouthful of alcohol. "If you met my boss first..." Mao Gonglei smiled wryly. "There is no way..." He looked at the palms covered by the sickle. "Maybe we'll fight again in the future...and for real..." "That's not bad, either." The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time. "Then this is the last time we will drink together." Mao Gonglei said with a slight sadness in his eyes. Lian Shou selected the strongest one from the rest of the jars. "Since it's the last time, let's get drunk."