On a loft in Duan Family Palace, a fat figure was holding a huge wine pot and drinking alone. Looking at the size of the wine pot, it was no longer a problem to hold ten or eight pounds of wine. It was a bit drunk when people looked at it. The rich aroma of wine faintly emitted from it made people feel drunk when they smelled the smell. The fat figure, holding the wine pot in his hand, drank it from time to time. Those who didn't know thought it was filled with the blood and bone marrow of his enemies, and they drank it as if they had some irreconcilable grudge with this wine. It was not the monk who had eaten the wine and meat that Lin Sheng and Duan Xin had eaten very much, but the monk turned off the light and drank alone under the moon. The location of the attic was very special, just behind Duan Xin's courtyard.

The fat monk leaned alone on the railing and happened to see Duan Kong, who was sneaky and didn't know what he wanted to do. The fat monk is in an extremely special position in the Duan family. Everyone just knew that this fat monk is the highest-ranking clan member of the Duan family. He is not interested in anything except drinking and food. He relies on his oldest seniority and can't control anyone. He is Duan Qirui, who takes the airs of the family leader, will do whatever he wants. Duan Qirui doesn't care about it. Anyway, as long as he doesn't cause trouble for himself, no one cares about him. Anyway, the huge Duan family's business is not bad for such an old life... This fat monk is usually quite kind, but the only taboo is about his seniority.

Question: If you ask him in front of him which seniority he is, he will immediately become angry. The light ones leave, and the heavy ones take action. Therefore, the fat monk is of what kind of seniority he is. Even the Duan family members don’t know which seniority he is. The oldest elder of the Duan family only remembers that he was like this when he was a child. After more than a hundred years of hard work, the Duan family’s elder is already gray-haired. If he cannot break through to the realm of King Wu in his lifetime, he is already a dusk person whose yellow earth has been buried on his neck. However, the fat monk still looks like this. Except for being fatter, he thinks there is no change at all, and no one can tell his cultivation. However, when he fights with him, he doesn’t seem to have a good combat power.

Every time he fights with others, he wins in a dangerous and narrow way. He never shows his strength and demeanor as his age. He is always an idle person in the Duan family... This idle person doesn't like to talk to others, but he gets along well with Duan Xin and Duan Kong, and especially likes the two siblings to call him his third grandfather. Others use this to guess the seniority of this fat monk, but still fails to follow the memories of the elders. The fat monk is probably older than them several generations. Duan Kong and Duan Xin cannot call him his third grandfather, but the old man likes the younger generation to call him his third grandfather, and they also instigate their sons or grandsons to call him the third grandfather. The fat monk hums and doesn't shake his nose, which makes these elders depressed.

The fat monk looked at Duan Kong, who was carefully climbing the green vines of the ivy, and secretly wondered what this guy was doing. He smiled mysteriously on his face, and he went down the attic with a wine pot. He ran to the ivy jungle and stared at Duan Kong who was slowly climbing down...

Duan Kong was so careful that he was afraid that someone would find him. He was already a warrior at the peak of the late stage of the martial arts. Such a courtyard wall could be leaped in and out as long as he jumped. This courtyard wall was nothing different from that flat ground. However, this was the Duan family's palace after all, and the power of the guard was not simple enough to be left with some patrolling guards. The entire palace was closely detected and defended by the Duan family.

A large formation established by the ancestors was completely guarding, and the elders of the Duan family also took turns to be on duty at the eye of the formation, carefully monitoring the operation of the entire formation. Once someone uses the true qi, they will be discovered immediately and then alarm others. Duan Kong, as the next generation of the Duan family, naturally has a thorough understanding of these things. Therefore, the true qi that dares not move at all can only be entered and exited Duan Xin's yard by relying on the most primitive climbing method...

With his feet touching the ground, Duan Kong's heart was relieved a lot. He turned around and wanted to see if there were any patrolling people around him, but when he turned around, he showed a fat face.

"Ah..." Duan Kong was startled and almost screamed, but the fat monk covered his mouth. Fortunately, the fat monk covered it quickly, otherwise he would be discovered by the patrolling guards immediately. At this time, a small team of guards patrolled by the side. Duan Kong felt a little relieved when he saw that the fat monk was a little relieved. The fat monk waited for the patrolling guards to leave, and let Duan Kong go and said dissatisfied:

"What's the name? Why are you sneaking here? Look at you like this, you are still wearing a night-stay suit. Tsk tsk, but this looks pretty good, and it has a bit of elegant and handsome feeling, which is quite the style of my back then!" The fat monk pulled Duan Kong's night-stay suit and laughed with a thick face.

"What's the style you used to be? I'm much more handsome than you!" Duan Kong patted the raised corner with disdain and murmured softly...

"What did you say?" The fat monk pretended to be a slump.

"Ah, nothing, nothing, I mean Grandpa Third is extraordinary, handsome, handsome, and a pear blossom over the crabapple... It's not comparable to me, a yellow-haired boy..." Duan Kong was shocked, afraid that Grandpa Third, who was not playing according to common sense, would have been too loud, so he attracted the training guards who had just passed, and quickly said a lot of stingy words against his will.

"This is almost the same, you kid know each other. Go to my attic to have a drink with Grandpa San!" After saying that, he didn't say anything and disappeared from the spot. Duan Kong struggled in his arms for a long time and finally gave up the struggle. He secretly scolded this guy for being thick-skinned and competing with the corner of the wall.

After a few breaths, the two of them landed again and appeared in the attic of Fat Monk. The fat monk never allowed others to come up in this attic. However, Duan Kong is a regular visitor here. He has been playing here since he was a child, so he is not unfamiliar with the furniture display here... The fat monk threw Duan Kong on a leather chair, picked up the wine pot and drank it. He burped and threw the wine pot against Duan Kong who was sitting on the leather chair. Duan Kong didn't pay attention and was hit by the wine pot.

The wine pot fell to the ground with a bang, but I don’t know what material the wine pot was made of. It seemed that ceramic fell to the ground, but there was a sound of metal hitting the porcelain. The fat monk saw that Duan Kong had not caught his wine pot. The wine immediately flowed out along the mouth of the bottle. He ran over to pick up the wine pot, licked the wine that was overflowing from the mouth of the bottle, and then knocked two thunderous chestnuts at Duan Kong’s head. Duan Kong felt a pain and stared at the fat monk with dissatisfaction, but he was thinking secretly how to rescue Duan Xin.

"Huh?" The fat monk was stunned when he saw Duan Kong's two blows and he was not responding. He immediately said:

"I said you kid is possessed, why are you so listless? Tell me, what do you want to do when you climbed onto the wall in sneakily, or I'll tell you that devil daddy!"

"Ah, no, no, third grandpa, don't you know, my father knows, I guess I won't think about going out for a month, I said, I said..." Duan Kong suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he looked at the fat monk with a charming smile on his face.

"Grandpa San, I'll tell you that my sister is back and has brought you the Lin family's fine wine from Beizheng. Didn't you say that the wine in the Lin family inn will never be drunk again? My sister is back specifically from Beizheng. That tastes, that's..."

"Well, your girl is back, and you are still going to invite me to drink?" The fat monk was interested when he heard about the fine wine. Just now, Duan Kong accidentally spilled his wine and threw it behind his mind. Some time ago, since the Lin family's accident, the Lin family's inn had been taken over by the Liu family, and the fine wine produced by the Lin family has been lost in Dali since then. For this reason, the fat monk was not thinking about tea or food. He even scolded the Liu family for touching the Lin family for not having a good industry, and insisted on touching the inn...

"Yes, yes, my sister came back two days ago and is now in that yard. Unfortunately... hey, you have no good wine." Duan Kong stared at the fat monk and said with regret.

"Ah, what's going on? What's wrong with my wine?" The fat monk grabbed Duan Kong's collar and asked hurriedly. He hadn't drunk the Lin family's wine for a while. Whenever he thought of the taste of the wine, he wanted to drool. How could he give up easily when he had just ignited hope?

Seeing the fat monk's anxious look, Duan Kong thought there was a chance in his heart. He patted his hand holding his collar and signaled him to let go of himself and continue. The fat monk glanced at him and let go of his hand.

"The wine is in my sister's yard. What a pity. My sister was confined by my father and no one was allowed to go in, so you will only have a short time to drink..." Duan Kong smiled and said slowly...

"Oh, that's all this. Isn't it just a matter of being in a trap? I'll just go and move out the wine by myself, haha, fine wine, tsk." The fat monk suddenly felt that he had fallen into a trap, but he couldn't say anything about it.

"Haha, no one can enter the courtyard without the will of my father. You didn't see that I was just climbing over the wall and saying a few words to my sister." Duan Kong said angrily, and at the same time looked at the fat monk with expectation.

"Grandpa San, see if we are trying to find a way..."

"Oh, this is just a confinement. It can last for ten days and half a month at most. I can still wait for this time." The fat monk said to Duan Kong with a smile, laughing in his heart, "You kid, your hair has not grown yet, and you dare to fool me, and see if I don't fool you to death."

"Ah, Grandpa Third, no, that wine, that wine, my sister..." Duan Kong suddenly felt anxious when he saw the fat monk suddenly undergoing a major change of 360 degrees. He kept fooling the third grandpa to find a way to rescue his sister. Unexpectedly, the temptation of this fine wine suddenly lost its effect...

The fat monk was anxiously chewing Duan Kong laughed and took a big sip of wine again and said:

"You little boy, you dare to fool me, and you don't think too much. When you were fooling someone, your father was afraid that he would not come out of his womb."

"Grandpa Third, no, I..." Duan Kong suddenly felt relieved and sat softly on the leather chair, stopping talking.

"Tell me, why did Duan Xin provoke your father? Why did you confine yourself to your brother? Even your brother can't see you?" The fat monk put down the wine, found a place to sit down, and said slowly.

"Hey, how can I blame my sister? Brother Lin has something wrong. How can she not be anxious? But her father doesn't let her go out." Duan Kong didn't know whether he was talking to himself or talking to the fat monk.

"Wait, Brother Lin is here again? Who is it? This makes us little girl worry." The fat monk didn't know that Lin Sheng was Wang Lin asked in confusion.

"Brother Lin Sheng, the one who drank with you that day, beat Wang Ping to look for teeth all over the ground."

"That boy? Isn't that Wang Lin called him? Why did he become Lin Sheng again? He became a living person? But that boy is good, it's up to me." The fat monk suddenly became interested and said jokingly.

"Where are you with? Grandpa San, now the situation is not good, please let me go back. I have to find a way to save my sister from going out!" Duan Kong said unhappy when he saw that the fat monk was still in a state of joking. After that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hey, no, don't, tell me, I haven't encountered such an interesting thing for a long time. Besides, I still expect my fine wine." The fat monk smiled and grabbed Duan Kong.

Duan Kong had to sit back on the leather chair again, then accompanied Duan Xin back to Dali, and then left inexplicably. Duan Qirui found that the strange beasts had gone through tribulation and fought for them all to Fat Monk. The Fat Monk was shocked after hearing this. He fought against more than 30 martial arts warriors alone. My goodness, but after hearing this, he didn't say a word, stood up quietly, looked at the dark night outside, as if thinking about something, and then turned around and leaned closer to Duan Kong's ear and said something. Duan Kong listened quietly and smiled from time to time. Then the Fat Monk waved his hand and let Duan Kong leave. Duan Kong happily returned to his small courtyard.
Chapter completed!