However, the smell of wine was tangy, and he couldn't help but rub it carefully.

"I said, you have dreamed about it, and now you see it again, why are you so embarrassed?"

Dingmiao cried and followed behind him: "Brother, have you ever thought, if it is really what I think, what do you mean?"

"what?"

"That means we two are really dead..."

"I don't know what's going on with you, but my grievances have come true anyway!"

With the smell of wine, Cui Bangtang swallowed his saliva: "If it is really resentment... it is a pleasure to have these fine wines for you to drink enough!"

"Everyone is dead, so fun!"

"...Make fun in hardship..."

Calm down and say your heart is really big!

If you really have the heart to make fun in hardship, wait a while for his wine to be drunk for nothing.

Cui Bangtang stood still before the first bottle of wine, turned his head and glanced at him: "Brother, I opened it?"

"...You slow down..."

"why?"

"...I'm afraid of what's inside...dead heads..."

Cui Bangtang's hand about to open the wine jar couldn't help but his face darkened: "You... isn't the wine in your dream? Why... or those disgusting things?"

"Of course it's not in my dream... What I worry about is this place... After all, this is not a dream, and I don't know if it really is the Yin Cao Netherworld..."

It doesn't matter what Dingmiao said, Cui Bangtang has no confidence in what he said.

"Then...or else, you should do it yourself..."

He shrank back in a serene manner, but was pushed up again by Dingmiao.

"Smell it first, is it the scent of wine... or something else?"

Cui Bangtang was speechless: "...Does this still need to be said? Without the wine jar, the wine smells everywhere..."

Dingmiao waved his hand: "Then...then you try it!"

Cui Bangtang said that this is not his business, why should he try?

But couldn't bear the smell of wine hooked up with the wine bug, had to grit his teeth.

"Try it!"

Taking a deep breath, he held down the mud seal of the wine jar for a few seconds, and suddenly shouted, as if exhausting all his strength, he peeled the mud seal away.

The rich and sweet aroma of the wine comes in an instant.

No one who is good with wine can stand this scent, and instead of waiting for the nonsense of the temple, he inserted his hands in, took a handful, and sucked it dry.

Dingmiao's face was tangled and nervous: "How?"

With that expression, it seemed that Cui Bangtang was drinking intestinal poison.

"Okay, okay, okay...haha..."

No need to talk nonsense, Cui Bangtang laughed and walked to the second wine jar, peeled off the mud, took a big bite, and laughed.

"Okay, delicious! Haha..."

One after another, he opened four or five consecutively, becoming more and more happy.

"Brother, good wine, good wine...you taste it, it's all good wine, I have drunk wine for so many years, and I have never had such a good wine before, good, good..."

Seeing that Cui Bangtang was going to continue, Dingmiao hurriedly went over, "Big Brother, Big Brother, wait a minute..."

Cui Bangtang was dragged, his face full of displeasure: "What's the matter? Why am I holding me?"

"Brother, don't open it all... We haven't figured out anything yet..."

"Why don't you know? Isn't that all fine wine? How can I know?"

Cui Bangtang threw him off unhappy.

"You said it yourself, this is your dream, we are all dead... Since we are all dead, what are we afraid of? What have to be figured out? It's a big deal to die again... Come, come, this kind of wine, You and I don't enjoy it, and I'm not willing to die..."