Life can't go on like this, and Zhan Lu still decided to reopen.

Coaxed Ming Yijun, who was always pestering her to do that, to the side, and cleaned up the store that had been messed up in the past few days, and Zhan Lu got up early that morning and opened the door of the store.

Previously, when Zhan Lu first returned to Qingping County, this store was also open for a few days. It's just that as soon as Ming Yijun came back, she didn't open the door again. After more than half a month like this, Zhan Lu felt that she really couldn't continue like this.

In the past few years, she opened a store in the capital, but she also saved some silver. But money is not such a way to spend, and it is not possible to open it in the end.

As for Guan Mingyijun's option to ask for money, Zhan Lu never thought about it.

She knew that he always had a treasure bag on him, and that he had all kinds of treasures in it. If she asked him what he wanted, he would never refuse to give it. But if he really did this, Zhan Lu only felt unspeakably strange.

It's fun to revitalize a family heirloom wine shop or something, it's fun to do it yourself, but what's the fun if he asks for money?

Zhan Lu thought about it as she sat at the door of the wine shop and looked out. The liquor store finally opened its doors again, and she was in a good mood.

But Zhan Lu's good mood didn't last forever. She opened the door early in the morning and waited until the sun was setting in the west, and there was no one who came to drink except for a few passers-by who had lunch here.

This thing is really strange, you must know that at present, in the entire Qingping County, there is only one wine shop. When her house is not open, if anyone wants to drink, they have to go to a winery dozens of miles away. Zhan Lu knew that the wine she sold was good and the location was close, as long as someone in Qingping County wanted to drink, she would inevitably come to her. Could it be that after just a few days, the drunkards in Qingping County have all changed their sex?

Although he was puzzled, Zhan Lu didn't take it too seriously. Since there were no customers, she closed the store early and rested, preparing to open the store the next day.

But she really couldn't think of it. The second day was the same as the first day, and there was not even a single guest drinking.

Ming Yijun was tired of her, grabbed her collar and blew in:

"No one is coming anyway, so let's close the shop and do something interesting?"

Zhan Lu turned his head to look at him, his posture was graceful, and his clothes were deliberately pulled loose by him, revealing snow-white skin. Those eyes were full of charm, as if they were deliberately seducing her.

Zhan Lu was so fascinated by him that she almost nodded her head and said yes. She pinched her thigh hard, and finally came to her senses, tore a mischievous gluttony off her body, and threw her into the house.

She was anxious, and sat at the door to carefully look at the passers-by. She really saw an old man carrying a wine gourd walking past her door. Zhan Lu hurriedly stopped him:

"Old man, where are you going?"

The old man raised the wine gourd:

"I can't see this, so I'm going to drink. ”

When Zhan Lu heard him say this, he hurriedly went over and snatched his gourd, filled it with good wine, handed it back to him, and asked with a smile:

"Old man, even if I gave you this gourd wine, where are you going to get wine?" Can you tell me more about it?"

The old man couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that there was good wine that didn't cost money. He took a sip of the gourd and narrowed his eyes in enjoyment. Exhaled a breath and said slowly:

"Your wine is really good, but it's still a little worse than the good wine sold by the man on South Street. ”

Zhan Lu was very surprised when she heard the old man say this, and hurriedly brought him another plate of fried peanuts and moved a stool over:

"Old man, can you tell me more?"

When the old man saw that there were peanuts, he sat down, and as he ate them, he said:

"About five or six days ago, there was a liquor seller on South Street. The man looked at him and didn't know where he came from. The wine he sells is not only very clear, fragrant, but also cheaper than your wine. So in the past few days, all the people of the county have gone to him to drink. I don't usually eat much wine, but the smell of wine on the South Street has hooked out all the cravings of Xiao Lao'er! ”

When Zhan Lu heard this, she only felt that something seemed wrong. She is usually the best at winemaking, and she is confident that there will be no better wine within a hundred miles of hers. What's more, her wine is made from the best pure grains, and at this price, it is already very cheap. So what means do the people who sell alcohol on South Street have to sell such cheap and good wine?

When Zhan Lu heard the old man say this, she only felt that she couldn't sit still anymore. told Ming Yijun to look at the store, brought money himself, took a wine gourd, and went to South Street.

In the past, there were only a few shops selling cloth on South Street, and there were usually no people except for the lively Chinese New Year. Before Zhan Lu arrived at South Street, he had already smelled the aroma of wine, and knew that the old man was right. At this time, she turned the corner and walked in, only to see that the place was full of people. Many people are waiting in line here to buy alcohol.

Zhan Lu came to inquire about the situation, and when she saw this situation, she also stood at the end of the row and waited to buy wine. She waited for most of the hour before it was her turn.

The man who sold the wine was a hunchbacked old man who was blind in one eye, and although he looked ugly, he had a good temper, and he smiled first when he saw people, and he was very kind. When he saw Zhan Lu, he smiled and said:

"This lady looks at her, but she hasn't tasted my wine yet, and I'll give you a little cheaper today. You went back and tasted it, and you still want to come. ”

Zhan Lu smiled and didn't speak, but just paid the money and went back with the wine gourd. The wine this man sells is really cheap, and Shengsheng is almost half as cheap as she sells. If you want to sell wine like this, it's no wonder if you don't lose money, it is estimated that he won't be able to sell it for a few days. Thinking like this, she felt a lot more settled in her heart, and her steps were brisk.

When she returned to the wine shop, Ming Yijun was sitting at the door waiting for her. She put the wine on the table and said with a smile:

"You're not the favorite of good wines, so how about you try it. ”

When Ming Yijun heard this, he walked over and opened the wine gourd, put it under his nose and sniffed it, his expression suddenly became very weird, and he stopped there in a daze. It was as if what he was smelling was not wine, but something very strange.

Zhan Lu also walked over curiously, took out a wine glass, and prepared to pour a glass of wine to taste. I don't want Ming Yijun to hold down her hand all of a sudden:

"Don't taste it, this thing...... It seems to be soul-breaking wine. ”

Zhan Lu didn't know what the Soul Breaking Wine was, but even if she only heard the name and looked at Ming Yijun's expression, she could guess that this thing was just a bit evil. I saw Ming Yijun pour out a glass of wine from the gourd, carefully sip a little, and then nodded:

"That's right, this thing is indeed Soul Breaker Wine. ”

He turned his head to see Zhan Lu's curious eyes and explained to her:

"Although the Soul Breaking Wine looks like wine no matter how you look at it, and there is a word wine in the name, it is actually not wine, but a medicine. When a person takes this medicine, the soul will become very easy to leave the body. In the past, the Soul Breaking Wine was called the Soul Breaking Wine, and it was usually taken by witches and witches, who could get out of their souls and go to heaven and earth to communicate with the gods. Later, however, some ill-intentioned people gave the soul wine to the unsuspecting to drink, and then waited for the opportunity to cut off the soul of that person and use the mutilated soul to perform some evil magic. Therefore, this thing was later called Soul Breaking Wine again. ”

Zhan Lu was frightened when she heard this, and looked up and asked him:

"Those who have had their souls cut off...... What will happen? Will you die?"

Ming Yijun shook his head:

"That's not true, it's just that the soul is damaged, and it will inevitably be affected. According to Cheng Dù, whose soul is damaged, the situation will not be exactly the same. Some people may be groggy and sleepy every day, some people may be sick, and some people may not feel anything, which is not necessarily the case. ”

Ming Yijun said, lightly touched the soul-breaking wine with his lips, carefully analyzed the ingredients inside, and said:

"The thing you brought back is not exactly Soul Breaking Wine, it is also mixed with more than half of the real good wine. Using this kind of wine to take the soul, you can only get a little, and the damage to people is not too great, and after ten or twenty years, the lost soul may be able to grow back.

In my opinion, the person who wants to use the soul-breaking wine to take the soul is probably not very powerful. This kind of person will not stay in one place for too long, and in two or three days, he will collect enough souls he wants and will leave on his own, and you don't need to pay attention to these things. ”

Although he heard Ming Yijun answer the question about the Soul Breaking Wine, Zhan Lu still felt that he was full of doubts. But since he had already said so, Zhan Lu had no choice but not to think about it.

Ming Yijun is not a human after all, and he is far less concerned about things between humans than Zhan Lu. In his opinion, the people in the entire county town are not as important as a small room in Zhanlu's wine shop, so he naturally won't meddle in things, and Zhanlu is naturally unwilling to beg Ming Yijun to get rid of that weird wine seller for such a thing. Since Ming Yijun said that the people in the county would not worry about their lives, she didn't take this matter to heart.

Two more days later, the wine seller on South Street still hadn't left.

Zhan Lu sat at the door of the store every day and watched, there were always people with wine gourds passing by her door, but very few people came in to her to drink. She watched as the drinkers turned paler and more dazed, as if some of them could be blown down by a gust of wind. I just felt very uneasy.

Ming Yijun also noticed this, and he said that it seemed that the wine seller was preparing to stay for a long time. After a long time, maybe it will really kill people. When Zhan Lu heard him say this, her heart became even more worried.

"Can't you think of a solution?" she asked.