Piaoxue drank several glasses in a row before stopping, although the wine was very light, but after a few glasses, she was still overwhelmed, her face was slightly red, and she said lightly: "How is your Uncle Chunyuan lately?"

Ye Yichen didn't answer, Drifting Snow stared at the table and asked again.

Still no answer.

Piaoxue looked at Ye Yichen in surprise, only to find that he was holding his neck with both hands, his face was flushed, and he seemed to want to say but couldn't speak.

"Poisonous?" Piaoxue exclaimed, suddenly came back to her senses, she subconsciously slapped the table, suddenly got up, her eyes were cold, and she glanced around. Now there are few people drinking tea and eating here, but a few people at the two tables over there are making a good time, and they are not affected in the slightest.

Ye Yichen hurriedly pulled down the drifting snow, pointed to the eggshell on the table, and then pointed to his mouth.

It turned out that he was eating eggs just now, and he swallowed the whole egg without paying attention, stuck there, and now he is uncomfortable.

Piaoxue couldn't cry or laugh, it seems that she has been too careful recently, and she actually cupped the bow and snake shadow, she didn't say a word, the middle finger and index finger of her right hand were together, and they were gently attached to Ye Yichen's neck. Ye Yichen heard something seem to be reading in Piaoxue's mouth, his voice was rapid and low, and the egg that was suddenly stuck in his neck slid down his throat and into his stomach as if it were broken.

If someone looks here at this time, they will find that the snow is sticking to the fingers of Ye Yichen's neck, and there is a blue light floating, although it is only a flash, but it is still particularly dazzling in this unclear morning.

However, this short and strange moment was really seen by the two diners who were silently drinking tea in the front hall, these two people had strange and rigid faces, and there was no change in expression on their faces, they looked at each other, did not speak, and then nodded to each other, and then lowered their heads to continue to drink tea quietly.

Feeling that his throat was loosening, he quickly poured himself a cup of worry-free to clear his throat.

Lao Song, who heard the sound of slapping the table, hurriedly ran over and asked the master, what was the matter.

Piaoxue waved her hand and asked Lao Song to go to the back kitchen, and wrapped the ten-flavor anchovies that had been made and brought them to Ye Yichen.

"Uncle Chunyuan is very good, but there is only one thing, he keeps nagging, and my ears are calloused. ”

"What's the matter?" Piaoxue was also interested, he knew that Chunyuan had always talked little.

"It's just that you always say that you miss you in front of me, you can't eat, you can't sleep, and you don't even have fun drinking. ”

With a poof, Piaoxue laughed, although she knew that Ye Yichen was talking nonsense, her heart was still like eating honey. She couldn't help but think of what Ye Yichen said, and then laughed even more happily.

"Uncle Chunyuan is really right, Aunt Xue is a big beauty when she doesn't laugh, and she looks like a big fairy when she laughs. ”

"Old Song, bring two more eggs for Yichen, he hasn't eaten enough. Piaoxue pretended to be angry and shouted, but her face couldn't hide her happiness.

Ye Yichen remembered that he was almost choked to death just now, and his scalp was numb for a while, and he hurriedly said: "Don't bother, I have to go back quickly, and I have to send a trip to drink in the afternoon." ”

Piaoxue suddenly lowered her voice and said, "You don't need to send wine in the afternoon, I'll accompany your Uncle Chunyuan for the past two days." By the way, what we usually teach you, how are you doing?"

Ye Yichen nodded, without asking why, he had been with Piaoxue for more than ten years, and he had already regarded her as a relative. He has absolute trust in her, just like him and Chunyuan, although they are not related by blood, they are closer than relatives.

What kind of feeling is it to be a loved one? Ye Yichen didn't know, he remembered his life experience, his mind was blank, he didn't know if there was any family alive, if so, would the family members not know that he knew about his existence?

A gust of wind blew, and a rose petal was swept into the air and drifted into the distance, staring blankly at the petal until it disappeared into the hazy mist.

Drifting Snow seemed to see through Ye Yichen's thoughts, patted him on the shoulder, and got up and went upstairs.

It wasn't until Lao Song wrapped the ten-flavor anchovies made by Piaoxue and brought them over that he came back to his senses and prepared to leave.

"It's fragrant, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!"

Suddenly, someone hurried over from outside the inn, sniffing something with his nose and muttering something exaggeratedly, and finally he sat down opposite Ye Yichen, gesturing for him to sit down.

The person who came was an old man with a white beard and hair, and he was dressed very funny. I saw that he had a pigtail tied with a red headband on his head, his lips were painted with bright red rouge, and he was wearing a set of extremely ill-fitting red clothes, the sleeves and pants of this dress were very short, and most of his hands and feet were exposed. I don't know if it's because the top is too small or because he's too fat, inside the big open top, he wears a red belly pocket that doesn't fit well, and a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water are also shown on the belly pocket.

The guests at the table next to them couldn't help themselves and began to laugh.

The young girls couldn't stand up with a smile on their backs, they covered their faces and laughed and scolded, this old thing, old and improper, stinky and shameless!

Ye Yichen stared at him in surprise, while searching his memory to see if he had known the old man before.

The old man seemed to see through his thoughts, waved his hand and said, "Don't think about it, we met in Pingshui, and we have never met before." ”

The old man spoke interestingly, and he took the idiom apart and said it, and Ye Yichen thought, this is a little appropriate to his dress.

Before Ye Wushuang could speak, the old man pointed to the flask on his waist and said, "No, old man, I came to smell it, boy, give me a taste." ”

Ye Yichen couldn't help but sigh that this old man's nose is not an ordinary spirit, it can't be a dog, right?

Thinking so, he took the flask down and handed it to the old man.

Ye Yichen has always been informal, although it was the first time he saw this old man, and he was dressed strangely, but he felt kind in his heart.

Look at my old bones, my hands and feet are not good, and now young people don't respect the old and love the young, it's really the world is going down, the world is going down. The old man said it very seriously, but with this dress, it makes people want to cry without tears.

Ye Yichen smiled and filled the old man's cup.

He drank eight glasses in a row before stopping, and originally wanted to drink the ninth cup, but the wine bottle had bottomed out, so the old man reluctantly took his eyes off the wine bottle. He had to call out a good word every time he drank a glass, which made the drinkers next to him eager to try it.

"Boy, what's your name, you didn't make this wine, did you?" asked the old man, snorting his wine.

"My name is Ye Yichen, and this wine is made by my uncle. "This wine was specially brewed for him by Uncle Ye Yichen, and he was instructed not to give it to outsiders, so not to mention that other people have drunk it, even very few people know about this wine. Today, I don't know what the reason is, he actually sent a ghost to a stranger to drink, how to explain to Chunyuan this time?

But after thinking about it, this old man even knew such a secret thing, maybe he was a good friend of his uncle's former friends, so he shouldn't be considered an outsider.

"Xiao Yichen, don't worry, if your uncle knows that I drank it, he will never blame you, we are old friends, haha", the old man always seemed to be able to see through what he thought.

Hearing that the old man personally confirmed that he was an uncle and friend, Ye Yichen hurriedly got up and wanted to kneel down and bow down.

Suddenly, a wind rose from the ground, and the wind was steady and thick, not too big or small, like a pair of big hands that did not walk just to hold Ye Yichen up, and stopped the tendency to kneel.

Ye Yichen was shocked, he thought he was just an ordinary crazy old man, but he didn't expect to have such ability.

Although Ye Yichen has been living in this remote town since he was a child, dealing with ordinary people every day, he also knows a lot about the outside world. Chun Yuan told him that the world is so big that there are no surprises, and many talented people have the ability to forget the dust of ordinary people. These people take the aura of heaven and earth for their own use, practice all kinds of magical methods, and the strong can penetrate the heavens and the earth, reversing life and death.

They either set up a faction or wander the mountains, these people use spiritual power to resist the law and objects, and they call themselves the spirit people.

At the moment, this old man must be a spirit man, yes, he is nervous and excited at night.