My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Chapter 59 How could the plan fail!

Zhang Hao squinted his eyes, looked at those foxes holding the stone cups replaced with high-grade liquor, and watched the group of foxes put the stone cups in front of their noses for a sniff, and was immediately overwhelmed by the pungent and strong smell of wine He shrunk his neck back.

Foxes that live in the mountains are just animals after all, how could they stand the strong alcohol.

But that's what he wants.

Zhang Hao rubbed his hands secretly, waiting for the group of foxes to drink up the wine in their glasses.

As long as the group of foxes drank the high-grade liquor, he would be able to wait for the next opportunity.

Maybe, he could take Shanbao and leave here tonight.

"Ah~ cool! This is called wine, so what are you drinking?" Liu Wenchang still couldn't get enough of it. He smacked his mouth, his eyes became more energetic, and his expression gradually became arrogant and wanton.

Looking up, he looked at the group of foxes who were still sniffing, each of them still couldn't accept the taste of this high-grade liquor, and immediately laughed and said: "You people from the mountains, really, have you never even drank high-grade liquor? The wine you drank has no smell of fart, try this, this is called wine!"

The group of foxes looked up at him, then looked at the wine in their stone cups, hesitated, and did not drink it up immediately.

Zhang Hao was secretly anxious, his brain spinning rapidly.

Before he could figure out what to do.

I saw that Liu Wenchang stepped forward, snatched the glass of wine held by the fox groom, took advantage of his unpreparedness, and poured it directly into the fox groom's mouth. Get married! You must drink to your heart's content on such a happy day!"

The fox groom was instantly choked by the pungent smell, and began to cough violently.

Seeing this, the other foxes immediately stepped forward and showed strong hostility towards Liu Wenchang.

however.

at this time.

The fox groom got up slowly, opened his mouth, and made a happy "squeak~" sound, as if saying 'good wine, good wine'.

Liu Wenchang smiled: "Look, let me just say, this is called wine! It's delicious."

Under the communication between one person and one fox, the other foxes seemed to understand. With Liu Wenchang's "help", none of them ran away, and they were all given a glass of high-quality liquor.

Zhang Hao watched Liu Wenchang pour wine into each fox, and then watched those foxes unable to stand the pungentness of the high-grade liquor, coughing violently on all fours, laughing non-stop, and never tired of it.

Liu Wenchang held half a bottle of white wine, put his arm around Zhang Hao's shoulder, and said with a wanton smile: "Brother, to be honest, the people in the mountains on your side really can't drink too much! Just a glass of white wine won't do. Look? Look, look at the groom, just one drink, and now he is shaking when he walks, and the bride is lying on the ground and falling asleep, alas, this amount of alcohol is too hip!"

The corners of Zhang Hao’s mouth twitched, looking at the foxes who were standing like people two or three minutes ago, now they are all lying on the ground, some with their legs upturned showing their bellies, and some lying on their sides with their mouths drooling. Some huddled into a ball, and some struggled to stand up, but fell to the ground.

Of course, this is just the fox groom and bride who came to toast, as well as those fox elders.

"Would you like a drink?" Liu Wenchang gestured while holding up the wine bottle.

Zhang Hao was very decisive and waved his hand directly.

Liu Wenchang's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Come on, then you won't drink the remaining bottle, right? Then it's mine!"

After finishing speaking, he directly picked up another bottle of wine, turned around and joined the army of foxes.

Zhang Hao was sitting in his seat, quietly watching Liu Wenchang shuttle back and forth between the various stone tables with a wine bottle in his hand. Every time he came to a table, he would fill it up for himself and give it to the foxes on the table. They were filled together, and then he drank with a table of foxes.

Almost always after drinking a glass, there is no follow-up.

A table of foxes is 100%, don't run away, all of them will fall to the ground within 2 minutes, and the fox will not wake up.

At this time, Liu Wenchang would go to the next table and repeat this action.

At this moment, he was like a god of war holding a wine bottle, fighting against the entire fox clan with his own strength.

Zhang Hao sat on the seat for about half an hour, and saw a fox at the last table that was on the verge of falling, unable to hold on any longer, and fell to the ground directly.

And Liu Wenchang's face was also flushed, holding an empty wine bottle, pointing at the hundreds of foxes lying on the ground, the corners of his mouth turned up, his face full of pride.

"Courtesy to you guys, Bu (bu) is not good, it's far away! Tsk (tsk) this low (Zou) drink, Bu (bu) ) heart (line)!"

Just after he said this sentence.

thump.

He also held the empty wine bottle and fell to the ground.

Zhang Hao got up and walked up to him, seeing him still holding the empty wine bottle when he was drunk, the complacency on his face was still lingering.

Zhang Hao hesitated for a moment, gave him a thumbs up, and blurted out: "Awesome! Two bottles of wine, at least one and a half bottles for you to drink."

A proper alcoholic.

Fortunately, this poacher is a drunkard, not only likes to drink, but also has a good capacity for alcohol, so he doesn't need to play, and these foxes will fall to the ground.

Well done!

In this way, you don’t need to make him a scapegoat. When he sobers up tomorrow and the fox’s marriage is over, based on his friendship with these foxes today, the fox probably won’t keep him in the mountains. If you have a serious illness, you will never be able to do heavy work in this life, let alone poaching, which is considered retribution.

Think about this.

With his hands behind his back, Zhang Hao strolled leisurely in the entire cave, wantonly.

Next, he only needs to find the location of the mountain treasure, and then just take the mountain treasure and leave.

These foxes are all drunk, and they have not woken up for a long time. Not to mention that it is impossible for them to see that they have taken the mountain treasure, even if they know that they have taken the mountain treasure, they will not be able to do so under the ravages of high-grade liquor. Get up and stop yourself.

No matter how you look at it, this plan is extremely smooth, and it can even be said to be perfect. There are no loopholes at all, and there is no reason for the plan to fail.

It has to be me.

Zhang Hao thought about it.

Then, without too much hesitation, he turned around and walked out of the cave, first went to the place where the dowry and dowry were stored, searched carefully, and found no sign of the mountain treasure.

He came to the sedan chair again and started a new round of searching.

After no results, he locked his eyes on the cave again.

He kept groping the body of the fallen fox, trying to see if it was carried by a certain fox, but to no avail.

Afterwards, he came outside the cave and started searching around...

……

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines on Zhang Hao's face through the gaps in the leaves.

He was sitting on a big rock, his eyes were dull, his expression was almost dull, and his body was as stiff as a statue.

Where the hell is Shanbao?
(End of this chapter)