Jun Xiaomo felt displeased that "Jun Ziwen" always had a distasteful attitude toward him. He glared at Ye Xiuwen fiercely. After realizing that the other party didn't even look at him, Jun Xiaomo felt displeased. As soon as I thought about it, a mischievous mentality came to my mind again.
Don't you hate me so much that you always send me away? I just want to hang out in front of you!
Jun Xiaomo rolled his eyes, curled his lips, patted the table, and suddenly shouted: "Boss!"
"Hey~~Here~~~" Not long after the boss returned to the counter, before he could properly count today's income, he received Jun Xiaomo's call again and hurriedly ran over.
Jun Xiaomo just ordered five bottles of old wine in one breath, and he didn't even blink when he paid. You know, one bottle of this kind of wine can last a month and a half in an inn in a small place like theirs. Income. Therefore, in the eyes of the boss, Jun Xiaomo is now a big golden tortoise, the kind that must not be offended.
"Bring me some of the biggest bowls you have here."
"The...biggest bowl?" The boss was puzzled.
"Yes, the biggest bowl, the kind that can make you drink happily." Jun Xiaomo said leisurely, with a cunning light in his eyes.
"Oh, I understand, okay, okay, I'll bring it." The boss turned around and trotted away, muttering to himself as he ran. Unexpectedly, this little girl looked so polite, but she turned out to be a drunkard. Damn it, you drink so hard.
I admire you, I admire you, you are truly a hero among women, thumbs up.
After a while, the boss came back with several large bowls, placed them in front of Jun Xiaomo flatteringly, and asked, "Sir, what do you think of this?"
"Yeah, not bad." Jun Xiaomo picked up one of the bowls with a smile, and touched his chin with a mischievous smile. He looked like a little fox calculating something, "Okay, you go first Go ahead and get busy. Thank you, boss."
"Hey, no need to thank you, sir, you can do whatever you want." The boss dragged his chubby figure away again and returned to his counter, squinting his mung bean eyes and counting the spiritual stones.
Jun Xiaomo arranged the bowls on the table one by one. In the blink of an eye, three-quarters of the entire table was taken up by Jun Xiaomo's bowls and wine bottles. It was full, and Ye Xiuwen's The wine bottles and glasses were squeezed into a pitiful little corner.
Ye Xiuwen, who was drinking silently, stopped what he was doing and glanced at "Qin Shanshan" opposite him with a slightly speechless look.
Jun Xiaomo raised his eyebrows at Ye Xiuwen provocatively, slapped the stopper of the wine bottle at hand, and poured the wine into the bowl while holding the rim of the pot.
She filled every big bowl on the table, and the strong aroma of wine instantly filled the entire inn.
The innkeeper standing behind the counter swallowed his saliva and looked straight at the bowls of wine in front of Jun Xiaomo.
Although he brewed these wines, he was not willing to drink them. He was counting on using these wines to sell them at a good price. Unexpectedly, this seemingly petite and exquisite guest was so "heroic" and bought five of them in one go. Not to mention the jug of wine, these wines were specially put out.
It smells so good... He wants to drink it...
Although the wine in front of Ye Xiuwen was more fragrant and smelled better, he couldn't bear the amount of wine Jun Xiaomo drank. The smell of wine in Jun Xiaomo's bowl made the wine in Ye Xiuwen's hand seem to have lost its taste. .
Ye Xiuwen: "..."
Jun Xiaomo particularly appreciated the speechless look on the other party's face - even though there was no change in Ye Xiuwen's cold face, Jun Xiaomo felt that he had "understood" the meaning in those eyes. Information.
With a "hum" from his nose, Jun Xiaomo picked up one of the large Haikou bowls, brought it in front of him, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and sighed with great enjoyment: "It smells so good..." After that, He raised a large Haikou bowl and drank a tenth of it in one bite. After finishing it, he licked the corners of his lips as if he was still unsatisfied.
She opened her eyes and glanced sideways at Ye Xiuwen. The pride in her eyes and brows was completely undisguised, as if she was saying: Look, I also have delicious wine, and I won't let you drink it either!
Well, for a monk, how good can wine in the mortal world be? She was just pretending.
Jun Xiaomo is now like a little kid who finally caught the attention of adults through pranks, making people feel helpless but not disgusted.
Facing such a pair of eyes, Ye Xiuwen didn't know why, but the boredom in his heart was shattered a lot.
The cold alienation towards "Qin Shanshan" in his eyes melted a little, but it couldn't be clearly seen from that cold face.
He raised the cup in his hand and took a slow sip, hiding the change in his eyes.
Jun Xiaomo felt angry. Even though he had done so many things, he could not anger the other party. The other party still acted like he was untouchable. You will do your thing and I will drink from me. This made Jun Xiaomo feel that all his efforts were in vain. I showed it to a blind man, but instead of making him angry, I actually made myself happy.
Okay, okay, in fact, there is no need for her to worry too much about this kind of thing, isn't it just that she won't be given a taste of the wine? She wouldn't die if she took one less sip, not to mention, there was wine in front of her.
The taste is a bit off, and the strength is not enough, but it's better than nothing.
Contempting his "childish" behavior just now, Jun Xiaomo ignored Ye Xiuwen opposite him and drank in a low voice.
No matter how strong the wine in the mortal world is, for those who practice Taoism, it is almost the same as scratching an itch, and they cannot get drunk. Therefore, under the admiring gaze of the innkeeper, Jun Xiaomo drank the wine in the bowl one mouthful after another like boiled water. Soon, the pot of wine was empty.
Unfortunately, even though he drank from a large Haikou bowl, Jun Xiaomo didn't feel very sick after drinking it. Just now she drank a small glass of the wine in front of "Jun Ziwen", and the rich aroma of the wine seemed to explode on the tip of her tongue, leaving her with a lingering fragrance on her lips and teeth. Now, although there is a lot of wine in the inn, But no pot is as good as the small cup just now.
Jun Xiaomo was depressed. Unhappy, she could only "let off her depression with wine." Unfortunately, this kind of wine in the mortal world did not bring her any other feeling except making her more and more depressed.
Although Ye Xiuwen always looked like the old god was there and unmoved, he had actually turned his attention to "Qin Shanshan" opposite him several times while toasting with wine.
Seeing the other party's slightly childish behavior, Ye Xiuwen suddenly felt that he was too sensitive and too bullying? In any case, he is a grown man, why should he refuse a little girl's request just because he is in a bad mood
Just a small bottle of wine…
Feeling a little ashamed in his heart, Ye Xiuwen took out a jade bottle from the storage ring. In the bottle was the unopened wine brewed by his master, pushed it in front of Jun Xiaomo, and said : "Take it and drink it. There is no need to be sulky anymore."
Jun Xiaomo, who was trying to drink in silence, paused, his eyes widened in disbelief, raised his head and asked Ye Xiuwen: "Give it to me?!"
Ye Xiuwen did not answer, but moved his hand and continued to raise his glass to taste the wine.
Jun Xiaomo glanced at the "Jun Ziwen" opposite him suspiciously, thinking: Why didn't he give it to him just now, and why did he give it to him now? It's still an unopened bottle of wine. Could there be some conspiracy
Ye Xiuwen calmly accepted the "baptism" of Jun Xiaomo's suspicious gaze.
Jun Xiaomo struggled in his heart, but in the end, his love for fine wine took over, overriding his reason. In addition, Jun Xiaomo thought about it, and she felt that there was no need for the other party to plot against her, so she simply made a mental decision, took the jade bottle, and opened the tightly sealed bottle cap in two or three strokes. .
As soon as he opened the bottle cap, a refreshing aroma of wine came out and lingered on the tip of Jun Xiaomo's nose. Jun Xiaomo raised her straight little nose, and the aroma of wine followed her breathing and slid directly into her heart.
What a wonderful taste!
Jun Xiaomo couldn't wait to bring the small cup from which he had just drank, and carefully poured a glass out, making every move lightly.
—Nonsense, good wine must be savored carefully, and the way you drank it just now is like eating peonies.
Seeing "Qin Shanshan" looking like she was afraid of wasting a drop of wine, Ye Xiuwen shook his head helplessly, with an almost imperceptible smile flashing in his eyes.
After pouring the wine into the cup, Jun Xiaomo stuck out the tip of his tongue and dipped it in the cup, and his eyebrows immediately curled up.
Sure enough, it was the wine just now!
No, it seems a little more pure? Jun Xiaomo took a sip in surprise, and immediately, the word "pleasure" came out of every pore in his body.
Thinking that this kind of wine was provided by the guy opposite, Jun Xiaomo was slightly startled, and the accumulated dissatisfaction with "Jun Ziwen" disappeared.
After raising his head and looking at Ye Xiuwen with some confusion for a moment, Jun Xiaomo raised the wine bottle in his hand and said awkwardly to Ye Xiuwen: "Hey, um... thanks..."
Ye Xiuwen's handsome face showed an almost "gentle" smile towards "Qin Shanshan" for the first time.
"You're welcome." Ye Xiuwen said in a calm tone, the coldness and alienation between his brows and eyes reduced a lot.
Jun Xiaomo opened his eyes wide in surprise, and that inexplicable feeling of familiarity filled his heart again.
Unfortunately, before she could figure out what that familiar feeling was, the boss's voice sounded next to them: "Um... Sir, do you still need the things on the table just now? If not, , I’ll help you remove it first?”
It was getting very late, and the table where Jun Xiaomo just sat had not been cleared yet, and there were still leftovers on it. The boss obviously thought that if Jun Xiaomo didn't want those dishes anymore, he ordered the waiter to clear the table and wash it early.
"No, thank you." Jun Xiaomo waved his hand nonchalantly.
After such an interruption from the boss, the familiar feeling that just surged up in Jun Xiaomo disappeared again. She glanced at "Jun Ziwen" and found that under the cold expression, the other person actually had a pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with too much thought, so deep that she could not see the bottom.
Are you worried... Jun Xiaomo nodded on the table.
The other party just gave her a small bottle of rare wine. This long-lost fragrance really made Jun Xiaomo's irritability and uneasiness that had accumulated in his heart dissipate a lot.
Reciprocity is a courtesy, and Jun Xiaomo feels that he should have something more practical to thank the other party.
Thinking like this, Jun Xiaomo came to Ye Xiuwen's side, winked at him, and said mysteriously: "Brother Jun, do you want to go to a place that is the most suitable for drinking and where you can relieve your worries?"
"The most suitable drink to relieve a thousand worries?" Ye Xiuwen chewed on these words word by word and raised his eyebrows slightly at Jun Xiaomo.
"Yes, it's a very nice place. How about I thank you for the bottle of wine you gave me?" Jun Xiaomo said with a smile.
Seeing the very familiar smile on Jun Xiaomo's lips, Ye Xiuwen was silent for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."
The place where Jun Xiaomo brought Ye Xiuwen was a mountain on the outskirts of the town some distance away.
To say it is a "mountain", to be more precise, it is a small hill. There is a small pavilion on the hill. I don’t know who built it. Some of the paint on the pavilion pillars has peeled off. It looks like it has a certain age.
However, the sky is dark now, and these small spots cannot be seen very clearly. Overall, the design of this pavilion is quite elegant. Ye Xiuwen waved his sleeves lightly, and the dust on the stone tables and chairs in the pavilion was swept away.
It turns out that wind magic can still be used like this, Jun Xiaomo was amazed.
The wind on the top of the mountain was very cool, dissipating the heat of the day. Standing in the pavilion and looking out, you can see a vast area under the mountain - in the distance, there are many mountains and mountain shadows, and in the near distance, there are jungle towns and lights. This ink painting with the night as the background stretched and spread out unexpectedly, catching Ye Xiuwen's eyes, making his mood seem to broaden.
"How is it? It's pretty nice here, right?" Jun Xiaomo asked with a smile.
"Well, that's pretty good, thank you." Ye Xiuwen responded sincerely, and then thought of another thing, "Have you been here?"
"That's right." Jun Xiaomo smiled. Different from Ye Xiuwen's wariness when they first met and his subsequent pranks, the smile of "Qin Shanshan" now is more nostalgic and lonely.
This is the place where Jun Xiaomo visited in his previous life. At that time, she and Ye Xiuwen came here accidentally while escaping. Although they were physically and mentally exhausted from their escape for days, the breeze on the top of the mountain and the vast scenery still lifted their spirits. My mood also improved accordingly.
In this life, she originally wanted to bring Senior Brother Ye here to have a look, but...
Forget it, I still didn't want to think about it anymore. Jun Xiaomo shook his head and got rid of the lingering discomfort.
Now, she doesn't have that much time to indulge in regretting the past and cherishing the autumn. Saving the brothers at Lintian Peak is the most important thing.
"Is there any more wine?" Jun Xiaomo suddenly turned his head and asked "Jun Ziwen" beside him.
Ye Xiuwen was just stunned by the loneliness on "Qin Shanshan's" face, but now he came back to his senses after being asked by Jun Xiaomo.
"liquor?"
"Yes, such a beautiful time, of course, must be matched with wine~" Jun Xiaomo said with a smile, the loneliness on his face wiped away, "I also said, this is the best place for drinking."
Ye Xiuwen raised his eyebrows: "It's better to find a better place to blackmail the good bar in my storage ring."
Jun Xiaomo "tsk-tsk" twice, surprised that this cold-faced paralysis person actually still had time to joke.
However, after Ye Xiuwen made a joke like this, their previous estrangement between them, who hated each other and never interacted with each other, finally disappeared.
Jun Xiaomo chuckled, shrugged and said, "If you insist on thinking so, that's fine. Then brother Jun, are you willing to contribute some good wine?"
"Of course." Ye Xiuwen waved his sleeves, and a large wine jar appeared on the stone table in the pavilion.
"This is a century-old fine wine that my master has collected. I wonder, is it enough to meet friends with this jar of wine?" Ye Xiuwen asked with a slight smile.
Jun Xiaomo's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly: "That's enough, that's enough!"
After saying that, he rushed towards the wine jar!
So, that night, a drunkard got completely drunk.
On the other side, Qin Lingyu, who rushed back to the sect because his sister's life lock was abnormal, kicked open the door of a certain Qinglou room, and picked up the leader of the Xuyang Sect disciple from Wenrou Township in the middle of the night. , asked with sullen eyes: "Where is my sister?!"
A certain Xuyang Sect disciple who had just been immersed in the realm of corroding bones and destroying souls was so frightened that he almost withered.
"Sister...sister?" Before he could recover, he only caught these two words.
"I, ask, you, where is my, sister, sister?!" Qin Lingyu's tone was gloomy, and he asked the Xuyang Sect disciple who was being carried in his hand one by one.
This disciple was so excited that he finally came to his senses completely.
—Oh my god, why did Senior Brother Qin Lingyu, who was far away in Xuanji Sect, rush back? !