"What's next?" Su Zhuohua asked Ling Motang, who was putting away all the sulfur soaps he had made in a brocade box. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Motang took a deep breath: "Naturally, it's a rest, after so many days of hard work, it's time to rest and rest." Stretching her waist, she smiled brightly at Qin Xue: "Uncle Qin, I will take refuge in you tonight." ”

said okay, every double Qin Xue, every single Su Zhuohua.

Qin Xue glanced at the other party: "You're welcome." ”

Su Zhuohua lowered his head and smiled: "She, she is indeed not a loser." ”

The two sang and harmonized, without the slightest suspicion of the past, Ling Motang deliberately aggrieved: "I made this sulfur soap day and night, and in the end I gave away sixty percent of the benefits, can't you pity me?" ”

Qin Xue and Su Zhuohua glanced at each other, and Su Zhuohua choked: "What's wrong with us taking advantage of the fire to rob?" ”

Ling Motang was surprised: "You look like this, you are even more righteous than when I said sorry things." ”

"Left, there's nothing to do today, why don't you take advantage of the moonlight to have a drink?" Ling Motang proposed, putting his two hands on Qin Xue and Su Zhuohua's shoulders respectively.

"Go to me." Su Zhuohua agreed, and looked at Ling Motang's room full of medicinal herbs and bottles and jars, there was really no place to sit and drink tea, this room was too small.

And there is not even a stone table and chair in the palm-sized courtyard in front of it, which is really frustrating.

The three of them hit it off and went to Su Zhuohua's courtyard together, Su Zhuohua's courtyard is much bigger than Qin Xue's, and the layout of the courtyard is much more exquisite.

"It's right here, it's the best place to see the moon." Su Zhuohua took Qin Xue and Ling Motang up to the attic, leaning on the railing and looking up at the bright moon. Looking down, there is still some snow on the branches that has not melted, emitting a silvery white light in the moonlight, and the fragrance of plum blossoms is faintly flowing in the air.

"I'm going to get the wine." Su Zhuohua turned around and went to the inner room, leaving only Ling Motang and Qin Xue at the top of the empty attic.

Qin Xue took a deep breath of fresh air and smiled at Ling Motang: "I think that after letting go of my obsession, the whole person is relaxed." ”

"Actually, Su Zhuohua is not bad, I felt that she was fighting with me for everything, so she was so extreme to her, now I think that if she hadn't fought with me, I would probably have been indulging in the love of children and neglecting to refine the spirit, it is precisely because I want to compete with her that I will desperately go to the spirit refining, and it is not a waste of time." Qin Xue looked up at the moon, the soft glow of the moonlight shrouded her bright face.

Ling Motang propped his hands on the railing: "How is your current cultivation better than Uncle Su?" ”

"Far less." Qin Xue was very direct: "I am the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, and Su Zhuohua is only one step away from breaking through the foundation, I used to compete with Su Zhuohua, but she let me in the end." ”

"Now I know I'm letting you." Su Zhuohua held two jars of wine in his hands, walked towards Qin Xue with brisk steps, handed a jar of wine to Qin Xue, and glanced at Ling Motang again: "You don't." ”

"Why?" Ling Motang was dumbfounded: "Your differential treatment is too powerful, it's still my credit that you can fight each other." ”

Su Zhuohua pulled the stopper from the mouth of the wine jar and deliberately shook it at the bottom of Ling Motang's nose: "Why? I didn't know which scoundrel said he wanted to invite me to drink, but why didn't he fulfill his promise this time, and he wanted to rub my wine. ”

Ling Motang sniffed vigorously, this wine is really fragrant.

"This is a seventy-year-old daughter red, the wine is mellow, and someone can't taste it." Qin Xue was also deliberately angry with Ling Motang, and took a sip of wine in front of Ling Motang, and the wine was full of fragrance.

Ling Motang was not annoyed, she smiled strangely, her hands were clasped around her shoulders, her back was against the railing and behind her for a round of Haoyue, she said calmly: "Drink, you drink, I'll tell you a story." ”

Su Zhuohua knew that Ling Motang had a crooked idea, but he didn't have the wine in his hand waiting for Ling Motang to tell a story.

"This rumor, daughter red is a special wine brewed by Wu Di, and there is a custom in the middle, that is, whenever a daughter is born, a bottle of wine is buried in the ground, and when the daughter is an adult, she will dig it out and drink it, so this wine is called daughter red."

"Well, I also know the allusion to this daughter's red." Qin Xue looked innocent.

Su Zhuohua's face turned slightly pale.

Ling Motang said again: "This wine is seventy years old, then think about what seventy years of aging represents, it means that the daughter has never married, or died before reaching adulthood, a big murderer." ”

"Huh?" Qin Xue shouted, clenching the wine jar with both hands.

"Look, how do you peek out of a little girl's face in this jar." Ling Motang pointed to the wine jar in Qin Xue's hand, Qin Xue's frightened hand loosened, and the wine jar was about to fall to the ground.

Ling Motang's eyes were quick, and he immediately caught the wine jar, lifted the wine jar and poured a sip of wine, "It is indeed good wine." ”

"Ling Motang." Before Qin Xue could recover from the fright, the wine in his hand was snatched away by Ling Motang, and he was annoyed, knowing that Ling Motang could use spiritual power again, he directly used three points of spiritual power to snatch the wine in Ling Motang's hand.

Ling Motang held the wine jar in one hand, dissolved the aura that Qin Xue called her with one hand, and took another sip of wine: "It's for you, what to rob." ”

Ling Motang handed it to Qin Xue, Qin Xue hesitated and didn't answer, to be honest, after listening to the story told by Ling Motang, she really couldn't drink the seventy years of aging.

"Are you scared?" Ling Motang didn't expect that Qin Xue, who had always been bold, would be frightened by her story, and comforted her in a low voice: "I lied to you, this daughter's wine tastes better because the older it is, so when her daughter gets married, she will open part of the altar, and some of it will continue to ferment in the ground, and when the daughter of this family is full of children and grandchildren, she will take out this part of the wine, and when the altar is opened, the wine is fragrant, so the daughter's wine is auspicious." ”

Qin Xue breathed a long sigh of relief and took the wine jar handed by Ling Motang: "Drink and drink, what are you scared of." She muttered quietly and took a careful sip of her drink.

Su Zhuohua also took a sip of wine, glanced at Ling Motang, and handed the wine jar in his hand to Ling Motang, who took it and raised his head to drink.

The two jars of wine rotate in the hands of the three people, and the affection between the three people is also sublimated in the aroma of the wine.

"Do you believe in ghosts?" Su Zhuohua suddenly asked, and Qin Xue looked at Ling Motang and also waited for Ling Motang's answer.

"How can you ask that?" Ling Motang swallowed the wine in his mouth and met Su Zhuohua's bright eyes.

"It is recorded in the book that ghosts and gods exist, and we cultivate the truth to seek immortality and seek the way of heaven, in order to feather and ascend to immortals, but I have never seen ghosts and gods, sometimes looking at the records of various immortals and ghosts in the book, I will wonder if these exist or not, we spend our lives to seek the way of heaven, can we really rank in the immortal class after cultivating the Great Perfection?"