Xu Mao didn't dare to look back, the people in the well were also staring at him firmly, he was holding on to the edge of the well, his eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, and he only felt the wind gusting behind him.

He couldn't move, he couldn't scream.

The chill behind him was even worse.

In this way, he has been stalemate, "Bang," the cold sweat on his forehead dripped on the edge of the well, Xu Mao wanted to stand up, but his legs seemed to have roots, and he couldn't move at all.

"Bang," I don't know if it was the cold sweat on my body, or something else that fell into the well, this slight sound made Xu Mao can't help but open his eyes, only to see layers of ripples on the calm and waveless water just now.

And the people in the well are still staring at Xu Mao unrelentingly!

The man's features were hidden in the darkness, and only a pair of eyes were clear in the moonlight.

Xu Mao only heard his heavy breathing, his eyes were almost covered with sweat, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the sweat, but found that the people in the well actually moved!

"Huh!"

Xu Mao's hand was so stiff, hanging high in the air, he was to the left, the person in the well, to the left. He went to the right, and the man in the well also went to the right.

He stopped, a strange smile on his face.

"Haha, hahaha......" He suddenly laughed out of breath, leaned back, and fell to the ground.

He laughed loudly, not so happy in a long time.

Xu Mao, Xu Mao, you are a seven-foot man in vain, but you are as timid as a mouse!

The portrait in the well is not his own reflection!

At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and Xu Mao's laughter was a little infiltrating in the empty courtyard.

He laughed tiredly, almost exhausted. He got up again, lay down on the edge of the well, and stared at the "man" in the well.

Looking, watching, the smile that was still on his lips and never dissipated gradually condensed into bitterness.

In the well, three points are like people, and seven points are like ghosts.

Sunken cheeks, messy beard, and blank eyes looked at Xu Mao in pairs.

Are you already like this?

Xu Mao pulled up the well rope fiercely, as if he wanted to pull the one in the well out of himself.

Soon, the wooden barrel full of clean water splashed and was hugged by Xu Mao.

That face is closer to me.

Xu Mao picked up the wooden barrel and looked at himself in the mirror.

His strange behavior is like a puppet being threaded in such a night.

Suddenly, he plunged headlong into the barrel, as if trying to break free from all the leads!

Xujia wine is taken from water and buried in fire.

He Xu Mao, since he can die nine times for a lifetime, then this Xu family wine can also be "resurrected" from this abandoned well!

He threw his head back from the water, and breathed heavily, droplets of water running down his eyes, cheeks, and into his mouth.

So cool, so sweet.

He reached out and scooped up a handful of water from the bucket and drank it greedily, like wheat in a long drought ushering in the long-awaited spring rain.

All over the body, every pore, has become comfortable and smooth.

The pent-up resentment seems to have been soothed.

These days, the body is extremely tired, but the spirit is extremely excited.

In his heart, there is only endless hatred, urging, urging Xu Mao to take revenge!

In front of me, there is only the sky-high firelight, shouting with teeth and claws, shouting and engulfing everything!

He can't dodge, he can't break through!

Now, Xu Mao, who is almost like a walking corpse, feels a faint and special aroma in this water.

He sniffed carefully, like a hungry and sensitive hound, but he only smelled the faint smell of grass around him.

He slowly leaned down and leaned down on the barrel, carefully searching for the smell of water, but found nothing.

Xu Mao frowned and thought for a while, he knew very well that even after experiencing so many blows, as a winemaker, he still had a natural sense of taste and smell.

However, it was clear that the wisp of spicy fragrance echoed in the mouth, but at this moment it disappeared without a trace?

Xu Mao slowly put his hand into the bucket, he was too tired and anxious just now, this time, he found that this water, even the touch was slightly different from the water he saw on weekdays.

The water in the barrel seems to be softer and warmer than the water in the well in the past. It felt like holding a piece of fine jade. It seems that this water has become tangible and colored.

He reached out and stirred it in the bucket, and the slippery feeling was even more pronounced.

Pulling his hand out of the bucket, there were crystal droplets of water on his fingertips, reflecting what seemed to be an amber color.

Xu Mao licked his fingers, and that strange fragrance appeared again!

Sweet, sweet, and with a different cool smell, the coolness is at the base of the tongue, it seems to be a little spicy, but with a wisp of indescribable aroma.

Like water, like wine.

What the hell is going on......

"Master, what the hell is going on?" In his ears, a crisp and sweet voice came from his ears, pulling the old man back to reality from the illusion of memory.

The more Hu Shijiu listened, the more surprised she became, she had a vague thought in her heart, but she couldn't be sure yet.

"Yes, I was so confused as a teacher that day." The old man smiled and said, "Maybe God has eyes, and the water source of that well has changed." ”

Variation?

"Exactly, as the teacher said, by that well, moss does not grow." The old man paused and continued, "I was also confused that day, if it was really Gui Ru who cleaned up the well, how could there be no moss at all if we moved away for so long? ”

"Is it water from a well?" Hu Shijiu's words seemed unbelievable.

"Exactly." Her intelligence made the old man nod.

"Later, Xu An and I, together with the old guys from the previous Drunken Man Workshop, tried our best to finally find a water source."

"Where is it?" Hu Shijiu asked hurriedly.

The old man looked around, and at this time, they had entered the Anju Fang where the drunkard building was located, and walked a little further along the moat, and they arrived at the drunkard building that was full of doors day and night.

So, the old man lowered his voice and said, "In the oak forest outside the city. ”

Fox Forest?

Hu Nineteen repeated in horror.

"Quercus," the old man just wrote a few times in the air, and thought that Hu Shijiu might not be literate, so he laughed and said: "It is a kind of tree, and I will have the opportunity to take you to see it for the teacher in the future." There are oak trees with green and shiny leaves and dense foliage......"

Hu Shijiu had no intention of longing for such a beautiful scenery, she only heard that it was not her own kind, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief with "......".

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry...... the old man mistakenly thought that she was yearning.

While the master and apprentice were talking, they didn't realize that they were about to reach Pingjiang Street, where the drunkard building was located.

"Nineteen, where is your home? Send you back for the teacher. The old man vaguely remembered that he seemed to have heard anyone mention that the child's home was nearby.

"No need, Master! I can do it myself! "It's not so much that the old man wants to send Hu Shijiu home, but that Hu Shijiu has accompanied the old man all the way here.

Seeing that the drunkard building was brightly lit, Hu Shijiu retreated and beckoned to the old man, "Master, don't worry!" Nineteen is home! ”

"Good...... It's dark, be careful on the road! Looking at Hu Nineteen, who was gradually disappearing into the night, the old man took a few steps forward uneasily, and said from afar.

"Master, don't worry-" Hu Shijiu's voice became smaller and smaller, and it could be seen that he was drifting away.

The old man stood where he was, until he could no longer hear the sound of the jumping footsteps, and then slowly walked back to the drunkard building.

And Hu Shijiu, who was standing behind the tree in the distance, was also watching the old man's back disappear at the entrance of the drunkard building, secretly pursed his lips and smiled, and turned around and walked to the path home.

The galaxy is like a waterfall, and tomorrow will be a good weather with light wind and clouds......