Volume 1 Chapter 1599 A Minor Injury

Chapter 1599: A little injury

The big man shouted: "Come here quickly, what are you talking about?" He didn't like Zhang Afraid to talk to the old madman. Zhang Ping just walked back with a smile and sat down opposite the big man. Qingyin also sat down. The three of them sat at a table and ate immortal wine with netherworld snacks. The food was extremely nourishing.

The three of them and the two little beasts ate together, and the old madman in the distance was thinking about when it would be better to feed the Heart of God with alcohol.

Zhang Ai glanced at him and realized that the man was quite lonely, so he asked the big man in a low voice: "Invite me to come and eat together?" The big man simply shook his head and refused to say a word.

Well, I know you hate him. Zhang Awei said again: "Give him something to eat, which one do you not like?" The big man said: "I like them all." Zhang Awei said depressedly: "That's nonsense. In the past few times, there was always something I didn't like. Are you trying to find fault with me, saying that I don't know how to buy things, but now it's gone?" The big man didn't argue with him, and just replied: "It's gone."

Zhang Ping laughed and said, "Only a ghost will believe you." Then he picked up a bowl of vegetables, stood up and came to the old madman. After putting it down, he said, "The snacks in the lower world have a very special taste. I guess you haven't eaten them in a long time. Give it a try. Wine If you have it, I won’t get it for you.” After saying that, he went back to the big man’s side and sat down to continue eating.

When buying things in the lower realm, they always choose the largest pots to hold vegetables. Each pot is big enough for ordinary people to take a bath. However, to the people in the God Realm, such a big pot is just a dish, so Zhang is afraid that every pot will be filled with vegetables. Every time I buy something, I always buy a lot.

Seeing Zhang Wen bring over a plate of food, although the big man was unhappy, he didn't say much. The old madman was a little surprised, then he smiled softly, moved his hand, and a spoon appeared in his palm, and began to taste the snacks from the lower world. He took a bite of the food and drank a sip of the wine, which was considered to be a source of enjoyment.

After finishing eating, he threw the big basin from the lower world over and said softly: "It's delicious."

At this time, Zhang was afraid that the group was still eating. They had a lot of food, they were eating and drinking, and they were talking and chatting at the same time, so naturally they were much slower. Seeing the big pot thrown over, the big man said first, "Don't give me any more." Zhang Ping laughed and said, "You're reminding me." After saying that, he threw another pot of vegetables, which made the big man glare in anger. he.

Seeing the angry expression on the big man's face, Zhang Awei asked in a low voice: "Have you eaten?" The big man was stunned and then said: "Eat your head." In order to prevent the old madman from having anything to eat, the guy lowered his head. He worked hard to stuff it into his stomach, and the posture was like falling inward. Fortunately I didn't have hands, otherwise I would have eaten faster.

In just a moment, the snacks and snacks that could last for several days were completely destroyed by the big man in half an hour. Then he burped and shouted: "Comfortable."

Zhang Awei picked up the two little beasts and shook his head, and said helplessly: "You ate all the meat of the little beasts!" Qingyin kept laughing, and whispered at this time: "It seems that you have to go down again." Buy some and bring it back." Zhang Awei shook his head: "No, if he eats like this, it's not enough for me to make eight trips a day." Qingyin just laughed louder. The big man said indifferently: "Who asked you to give him something to eat?"

Well, it's my fault. Zhang Ping was too lazy to pay attention to this one-minded guy, so he conjured up a quilt and lay on it to play with the two little Qilin beasts.

At this time, the old madman also finished the second snack, came over to return the pot, then squatted in front of Zhang Aoi and asked: "In your estimation, how long can one hundred thousand bottles of wine last?"

Zhang Awei shook his head and said: "I really don't know. Last time I just poured wine for the Heart of God to drink. I didn't remember exactly how fast I drank it or how much I drank every day. I only know a rough total. Anyway, it was very busy at the beginning. Fei Liquor.”

Qingyin added: "We exchanged all Qian Kechou's wine. We also exchanged a large amount of wine at the beginning. I don't know the exact number, but it must be more than one million bottles." After saying this number, Qingyin paused for a moment. , turned to Zhang Afraid and asked: "In just two years, that iron guy drank a million bottles of wine? Isn't that too exaggerated!"

Zhang Awei said with a bitter face: "More than a million bottles, all the wine that Qian Kechou had stored for countless years was given to me at once. I don't know how much wine there was. If you don't count it, I really don't know. This big iron block can really eat."

As they talked, the old madman's expression became a little ugly and he asked: "Approximately how much wine is it?" Zhang Ain thought about it carefully and said, "It should be more than two million bottles."

Hearing this number, the old madman whistled softly and looked back at his big iron block with disbelief. Two million bottles? That's ambrosia! Even if two million bottles of water are poured out, it can still be poured for ten or twenty years. This iron block actually drank all that much wine in more than two years?

After saying this number, not only did the old madman have a different expression, Zhang Ai, the big man, and Qingyin were all shocked for a moment. The big man said: "If that thing hadn't saved your life, I could have beaten it. Spit out the wine." After saying these hateful words, he asked in a low voice: "Are there really so many?" Zhang Awei shook his head and said, "I confused myself and can't remember anything."

After saying this, he suddenly remembered something, and then said: "When the two small Qilin beasts, the two big beasts were injured, and you and me, we drank too much." The big man refused to admit it: "Come on, how much can I drink? There are piles of God's Hearts to drink, but the four Qilin Beasts drank a lot. There are at least ten or two hundred thousand bottles, and they are waiting to ask Qi Xin for compensation."

At this point, a god like him couldn't figure out the number. Zhang Pa thought for a while, but still didn't have an accurate number, so he gave up and said to the old madman: "Anyway, we need a lot of wine."

The big man interrupted coldly: "Not only wine, but also immortal herbs with a lifespan of more than hundreds of thousands of years. Go prepare them." He was definitely not reminding the old madman out of kindness, but simply venting his dissatisfaction and wanting to give the old madman a hard time.

When the old madman heard this, he asked Zhang Pa, "Is it true?" Zhang Pa slapped his forehead and hurriedly said, "Sorry, I forgot about it."

Before he couldn't calculate the amount of wine, and now he forgot about Yuntian Ginseng. The big guy and Qingyin looked at him with worry. After a long time, Qingyin asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Pa was a little puzzled and replied, "Nothing, what's wrong?" Qingyin said seriously, "People like you and me, let alone more than a million bottles of wine, we can count the billions of stars in the lonely starry sky. Why did you forget it?"

At this time, Zhang Pa was also thinking about this matter. What's wrong with him? Why can't I remember the exact number, why do I forget some important things. Unfortunately, I thought about it again and again, but I couldn't figure out the reason.

Seeing that the big guy and Qingyin were looking at him with concern, Zhang Pa smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not a big deal." As soon as he finished speaking, the old madman took over and said, "I know the reason."

As soon as he said this, the big guy and Qingyin looked at him immediately. The big guy shouted, "Hurry up and tell me!" The old madman laughed and said softly, "Is this the right attitude to ask for help?"

Hearing this, the big guy was very angry and wanted to attack, but because it involved Zhang Pa, he held back. When he was thinking about whether to say a few soft words to coax the old madman to tell the reason, Zhang Pa whispered, "I know the reason too."

He would occasionally forget certain things or certain things. Even the big guy and Zhang Pa just knew about it, but the old madman said he knew the reason. Obviously, the matter was related to the old madman. What was the matter related to the old madman? One is the Heart of God. Whether it is given to the old madman or not, Zhang Pa will not lose his memory. Then there can only be another reason. When Zhang Pa was suffering in the Exiled Immortal Well, his soul was damaged.

Originally, the Exiled Immortal Well would not cause harm to people. When the damage reaches a certain level, it will make the trialer faint and fall from the trial field to a safe place. But in order to survive the Exiled Immortal Well, Zhang Pa tied himself to the stone steps with the Heavenly Silk. In this way, even if he fainted, he still had to accept countless painful attacks.

At that time, Zhang Pa was angry and stayed in severe pain for a long time. Later, he rushed out of the Exiled Immortal Well by chance, but his soul was damaged. It’s just that this damage is too minor and too unimportant. No one cares at all, even Zhang Pa himself didn’t find it, which shows how light the injury is.

But no matter how minor the injury is, it is still an injury. Zhang Pa’s soul was injured, and the manifestation is that he occasionally forgets one or several things.

Seeing Zhang Pa said he knew, the old madman had no expression. He didn’t intend to hide this matter. The reason why he reminded Zhang Pa and said he knew the reason was to let Zhang Pa guess it and ask him about the healing method in exchange for the warming secret of the Heart of God.

They understood what was going on, but the big guy and Qingyin were still a little confused. Qingyin asked, "Are you injured?" Zhang Pa nodded and said, "Almost." The big guy said angrily, "What do you mean almost? Don't you know whether you are injured or not?" Zhang Pa smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not a big deal." But the big guy didn't believe it and asked, "How can a god be injured and not a big deal?"

Yes, it is definitely not an ordinary injury that can make the hard body of a god injured. But the problem is that Zhang Pa's body is fine, it's his soul that is in trouble. The powerful Huashen Pool can't help, so he can only think of another way, so Zhang Pa doesn't want the big guy to know.

Seeing that Zhang Pa didn't reply, the big guy was a little unhappy and said loudly, "What's the matter? What can't be said? Is it interesting to hide it?" This sentence was said to the old madman and Zhang Pa.

The old madman didn't care about the big guy at all. He just stood there leisurely, looking around like nothing happened.

Zhang Pa still kept his mouth shut. He didn't tell lies. He didn't know what to say, so he chose not to say it.

At this point, the big guy was completely furious. He glared at the old madman and said coldly, "Either tell me or get out."

This guy was really angry. The old madman lowered his head and thought that his goal was to warm up his mind. There was no need to argue with the big guy, so he decided to be tolerant for once and whispered, "When he was in the trial in the Exiled Immortal Well, because he was eager to succeed, his soul was constantly impacted by the magic array in the well. The continuous and violent impact caused his soul to be slightly injured. From the current state, nothing will be delayed and there is no impact."

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