Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 29
"Come to help... Uncle? Haha." Farr said, taking another sip of wine, "Tell me... what can you... help Uncle?"

"For example, help you find the jug or something."

As soon as Phil finished speaking, Far, who had been leaning against the quilt, sat up all of a sudden, his eyes glowing.

He who was still drunk at first seemed to be more than half sober all of a sudden.

"Really? Little girl, you didn't joke with uncle?" Farr said eagerly.

"No, no." Phil moved his wrist, "Tell me something useful, and see if we can find it for you."

"It's not a fight, what are you doing with so much energy..." Huanmeng murmured softly, "The smell of alcohol is so strong in this room..."

"Please be as detailed as possible. Maybe a certain detail you mentioned is the key to finding the jug." Although Han Jiang still had no expression, he was the most interested person among the three.

Farr nodded, looking at his seriousness, it seems that he intends to describe the events before and after throwing the jug.

"I don't know how I lost it."

"And then?" Phil frowned. He didn't know how he lost it, but he should know the approximate time.

"I only remember the last time I used the jug, it was half a month ago, and I drank a lot to celebrate the crusade against the devil tiger."

"The lost time is within half a month..." Huanmeng nodded, "But the time is not sure yet?"

"Go on." Phil felt that the jug seemed hard to find.

"Gone."

The entire room was instantly condensed into silence, and the four of them didn't know what to say.

After a while, Phil finally broke the silence.

"Uncle, think about it again, is there any other clues that can help..."

"No more. Apart from sleeping, there are only three things in my life, drinking, fighting, and fighting while drinking."

"How did you find it? Hey..." Huanmeng understood why no one had found this flagon for so long.

"What you provided is not detailed enough." Han Jiang shook his head, "You usually belong to that amethyst jug, so what are you holding in your hand?"

Farr was holding an ordinary flagon in his hand, and he could tell it was bought casually in a grocery store.

"This..." Farr shook the jug in his hand, "I bought it a long time ago. I lost the amethyst jug, so I can only use it again."

"You should know when to take it out and use it."

Compared with Huanmeng and Phil, Hanjiang is better at thinking about these things.

"Uh...it was probably the night of the full moon last year." Farr said while recalling, "In order to enjoy the moon or something, I have to take out something to drink."

"Today is 27. Twelve days ago. I probably know the time frame." Hanjiang nodded.

"Others, I really don't know." Fall was also very helpless, "Uncle drinks too much, and his memory is not good."

"It's enough. I'll give it a try." Saying that, Han Jiang turned and walked out of the room.

Seeing this, Huanmeng and Phil hurriedly said goodbye to Farr and chased them out.

"Han Jiang? Do you have any clues?" Huanmeng asked, "I don't think it's useful?"

"Indeed. You can't expect to get too much useful information from a drunk." Hanjiang didn't stop, "If you have time, you should ask someone who understands it."

understand people?
Maybe that's the case, with Farr's appearance, it's really hard to get any useful information.

"Han Jiang, where are you going?" Phil looked around at the surrounding houses.

"There is no wine barrel in his room, nor is there a basement." Han Jiang walked quickly, "That is to say, every time he wants to drink, he has to go to a place..."

(End of this chapter)