The night sky is dotted with stars. A wisp of cloud stained with lead gray slowly floats by in the moonlight. Looking down at the city, there are dense lights in thousands of houses. In the southeast corner, through the mountain gate, the winding stone steps lead to a brightly lit square. Beautiful dancers are spinning barefoot to the music, their skirts swirling.
Music and music played softly in the lobby with red lanterns hanging. Smoke curled up to the ground. More than a dozen beautiful women in long skirts came in the wisps of smoke. They walked in two lines among the banquet, put down the dishes and poured the wine. The rough black man raised his wine glass to toast the man with a face as red as a date and wearing a green robe beside him, shouting: "Second brother, it has been more than 400 years since we have met as brothers. Let's drink to our heart's content tonight!"
"Third brother!" The red-faced man held the wine, nodded heavily, clinked the wine glass lightly, put it to his mouth and nose and took a deep breath, and the two of them laughed heartily. They continued to drink the wine, but they didn't feel satisfied, so they simply hugged the wine jar and sat by the pool, crying and talking about the longing in the past.
During the banquet, the atmosphere was lively and no one paid any attention to the two gods who had taken their wine jars elsewhere. When Wenhou Lu Bu got drunk, he summoned a precious bow, threw the wine cup in his hand towards the distant mountain gate, walked to the center and shouted: "I will give you a mountain gate cup shooting game!"
He stepped back, drew his bow and aimed at the black. The string vibrated violently and there was a loud 'bang', the sound of rocks breaking apart. Then, there was another 'bang', as if something had collapsed.
Li Guang quickly floated down to take a look. When he came back, he put away the big yellow bow that he had been planning to shoot a few arrows with. Instead, he took the wine glass that Lu Bu had just thrown out, held it intact in his palm, and coughed twice, "Ahem... That... Imperial Master, your mountain gate was shot down by Marquis Wen."
"..." Lu Liangsheng turned his head speechlessly to look at Lu Bu, who glanced aside and pulled Li Guang back to his seat to discuss archery experience.
"It seems that we need to repair the mountain gate before setting up the formation tomorrow."
Lu Liangsheng's words made Yang Guang beside him laugh. After a few glasses of wine, his face turned red. He asked the maid who was not a real person to pour wine and toasted him: "Don't worry, Imperial Master. Tomorrow I will ask the Ministry of Works to send people to repair it... By the way, what kind of formation does Imperial Master want to set up? Is it a magic formation?"
"Set up some magic arrays around Chang'an, just in case." Lu Liangsheng raised his wine, clinked it with him, and drank it all.
"What the Imperial Master said is true."
At this time, someone in the seat on the right looked over, hesitated for a while, then stood up with the wine in hand, and strode over in armor. Yang Guang looked and saw that it was King Lingyou Wu'an. He had heard of him a long time ago and even had a good impression of him. He was about to raise his glass to greet him, but the other party walked past him and came to the seat next to Lu Liangsheng. He half-knelt down towards the Toad Taoist who was sitting at the desk with a crown on his head, holding the wine glass in both hands, and spoke respectfully.
"Gongsun Qi, the King of Wu'an, pays homage to the Emperor of Great Qin!"
The toad that was gnawing on a chicken leg froze for a moment, put the food down, wiped his webbed feet, nodded solemnly, and waved his wide sleeves: "Get up, what dynasty is this now? The Great Qin is long gone, and I can see things more clearly. From now on, you don't have to kneel every time you meet me."
"I dare not agree with you. As long as your majesty is the emperor of the Great Qin, you are my majesty."
"Well, get up quickly. Tonight there will be no distinction between the king and the subjects. Go downstairs and have some wine and meat. Don't disturb me from watching the singing and dancing."
Bai Qi clasped his fists heavily, drank up the wine in his hand, and then stood up, but did not leave. The Toad Taoist's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad premonition.
"What else?"
"I have something to ask for your approval, Your Majesty." Bai Qi did not hesitate this time and raised his hands again: "When I saw the Qin army again that day, my heart was filled with excitement. I beg Your Majesty to send a team of terracotta warriors to serve me!"
"OK!"
Toad waved his sleeves generously, but then added: "It won't be many, after all, they still have to guard my mausoleum. A hundred or so will be enough. Go down."
"I knew it was no good, you were thinking about my little belongings." Watching Bai Qi thank him and leave, the Toad Taoist muttered to himself, turned around and saw his apprentice looking at him with a suppressed smile, waved his frog web in annoyance, picked up the chicken leg and turned away.
"Liangsheng, please don't disturb me, just eat in peace."
Lu Liangsheng smiled.
"Yes, Master."
Bai Qi returned and sat back in his seat. With the Qin Terracotta Warriors as his army again, he finally poured himself some wine and tasted it slowly with satisfaction. At the side, a figure in a cloak came over with a smile on his face.
"Your last name is Gongsun as well? That's great. My name is Gongsun Liao."
Bai Qi glanced at him from the side, hummed, and sat there, slowly inhaling the wine, which made Gongsun Liao smile awkwardly. In his peripheral vision, he caught a glimpse of the young general in white robe and silver armor opposite him, who picked up the wine glass and walked over, cupping his hands: "General Zhao, how are you?"
"Do you know me?" Even after becoming a Yin God, Zhao Yun's temperament was still indifferent. He looked at the man in front of him with a thick beard and a big cloak, frowned slightly, and felt surprised that a wolf demon knew him.
Gongsun Liao didn't take it seriously, he laughed loudly and pointed at himself: "Although I am a demon, hundreds of years ago, I was also an ordinary white wolf in the mountains and grasslands. I lived in the same dynasty as General Zhao, and I saw the general's demeanor with my own eyes."
He then pointed towards the pool over there, where Guan and Zhang were crying bitterly.
"I have also experienced the heroic spirit of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei."
At this point, Lu Bu, who was discussing archery techniques with Li Guang, raised his head and looked over: "I didn't expect that there would be a demon of the same era. What about me?"
Living in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, although they were human beings and Gongsun Liao was a wild wolf, it did not prevent them from finding the long-lost feeling, a sense of identity.
He nodded and smiled, "Of course I have seen it before."
This immediately attracted the laughter of Zhao Yun, Lu Bu, Gan Ning and other Yin gods. Guan and Zhang, who were on the other side of the pool, heard the laughter, came over to ask, and learned that the other party was also from the late Han Dynasty. They gathered together to talk about the past, which could not help but sigh.
This made Zhou Chu, who was sitting at the end of the table, angry and shouted, "It seems that you guys are the ones who are talking freely about the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and you are pushing everyone else aside."
"Then which dynasty are you from?" Zhang Fei turned and raised his chin at him.
"Dongwu... later served as an official in the Jin Dynasty..."
"Then go find Gan Ning or Zhou Yu."
Jingjiang Marquis Wang Dingfeng showed interest, but when he heard that he was an official of the Jin Dynasty, his face suddenly turned black and he ignored him. Zhou Chu stood up anxiously and patted his chest: "So what if I am an official of the Jin Dynasty? I killed tigers and dragons in the past and brought peace to my hometown!!"
The word "Jiao" stirred up a fishy smell at the table. The person sitting opposite him glared at him, and a trace of coldness escaped from between his slightly parted lips, and he squeezed out each word slowly.
"What did you cut?"