"Old man Guzan, what do you think I do like this?" At this moment, Bai Ye was squatting in front of a stove, constantly filling the stove with firewood.

The faint aroma of wine filled the air, and Bai Ye looked at the white mist that kept emerging on the stove, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

The light of the fire reflected on his face, reflecting the excitement in his eyes. Bai Ye got up, stuffed another handful of firewood into the stove, wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and then looked at the old man sitting on the rattan chair next to him.

The old man's beard was pale, and his skin was as dry and wrinkled as the bark of an old tree, and a little redness was still visible in the paleness. He had a long jade cigarette gun in his mouth, and when he turned back from time to time in the white night, he was in a cloud of mist.

However, in Bai Ye's opinion, this old man did not look unhealthy in the slightest. He was a little chubby, and he usually lay on this wicker chair, and only when he was making wine would he walk around and beg his neighbors for some food.

And Bai Ye also became acquainted with this old man because of the aroma produced when he made wine. He was determined to return to his original heart in the Chai Mountain tribe and comprehend his seven thoughts, but for some reason, he was moved by the smell of wine.

So after a moment's hesitation, he walked into the old man's house. He wanted to learn this skill, brew a few jars of his own wine, and when the time came, he would return to the morning dew, so that he could bring back something for Luo Qianying and his senior sisters.

"White Night Boy, you have a good understanding, keep going, hold on for another hour. ”

The old man's mouth left his smoking gun, his drooping eyes swept over the stove, looking at the white mist that seemed to be fluttering like clouds, he grinned, it had only been two days, and the foreign young man in front of him had already done a good job.

"Young people, making wine is not only about simply grasping the heat, this is just one of the steps, but more importantly, it is about integrating into one's own mind and feelings. ”

The old man tilted his head and took a heavy puff of the cigarette gun, then turned his head and looked at the young man in front of him, and there was a bit of seriousness in his hoarse voice.

"Okay, I see, old man Guzan. ”

Bai Ye nodded, he knew that with his ability, it was not difficult to make wine, but the difficult thing was to make the wine he wanted, and to make the wine that satisfied him.

Two days ago, it was the first time he stepped into this earthen embryo room, and it was also the first time he drank the unique plum wine. This old man's wine is not like what he drank in Beiliang.

Its sourness, plum fragrance with indescribable bitterness, long away, can be tasted in the white night, as well as the spicy wine into the intestines.

This is somewhat similar to Luo Qianying's ice heart intoxication. The difference is that the former is bitter, there is no sweetness, pain and helplessness, and the wine is sad.

The latter is bitter, cold and cold, occasionally slightly sweet, and I can't ask for it, like a dream. Bai Ye wanted to know what would happen if his emotions were fused into a glass of turbid wine.

"Old man Guzan, is the little brother of the White Night with you?" The dilapidated wooden door was gently pushed open from the outside, and the man entered the warm hut with only one head.

"The two eldest brothers, Teng Long and Teng Hu, called me over, and the tribe's safari team will be about to move again in the afternoon, so I want to ask the little brothers of the white night if they want to go together. ”

"That's right, then you can go first, white boy, anyway, it's really boring to learn to make wine with me, and I want to be clean. ”

The old man closed his eyes and took another puff of his cigarette, and white smoke rings came out of his mouth, making him look like a god shrouded in mist.

"Okay, old man, then I'll come back tomorrow. ”

Bai Ye glanced back at the man, smiled and nodded.

"Let's go, Brother Qingsong. ”

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After Bai Ye and the middle-aged man left, the old man put away the cigarette gun, and he opened his somewhat cloudy old eyes, and a little mist appeared in his eyes.

He looked at his old hand like a dead wood, and suddenly he realized that he was old, and he looked at the distilled liquor, and it was time to find an heir.

The young man from outside looks good, and he should also be a man with a story. Old man Guzan was silent.

He is also about to turn two hundred years old, and he is confident that he will not look at the wrong person. The oil lamps on the roof burned slowly, and the dim light filled the cramped earthen room.

By the time Bai Ye and Gu Qingsong came to a huge yurt together, it was already noon. Lift the curtain of the yurt door, and the tempting aroma of meat instantly comes to your face.

It is the aroma of air-dried lamb, air-dried beef and spices mixed together, just smelling it, you can make your mouth relish, taste it, and make people want to stop.

"Brother Gu, this is really disturbing. ”

Bai Ye spoke, smiling and greeting all the big men present. In this environment, he really found a sense of being in the mountains.

"Eh, where is Brother Bai, although our small tribe in the deep mountains is not as rich as Beiliang, nor as prosperous as your southern country, but this wine and meat is definitely enough, haha. ”

A big man, dressed in a wide wolfskin robe and wearing several pendants carved from wolf teeth and wolf bones, was among the chairmen, looking at the two of Bai Yeye Qingyan who had just entered the table and those who had been sitting for a long time with a heroic face.

He is Gu Tenglong, the patriarch of the entire Chaishan tribe.

"Then my two brothers, you're welcome. Bai Ye also smiled heroically, this is a feeling of the people in the grassland, hospitable. He had lived in Bishan for ten years, and in those days, he had only ten years in a billion years.

There is no intrigue, no power struggle, and no strong law of the past. Here are the riding and archery of the grassland people, some are the hunting of the people in the deep mountains, here is the wine, the man fights with the sky, and the man fights with the earth.

Before the fall, even if he was at the peak of the flood famine, he never thought that there were still people living such a life. The same thought is not only for him, but also for Ye Qingyan, who has been silent all the time, but unconsciously immersed in this atmosphere.

However, as soon as he remembered that he was about to leave here, Ye Qingyan's mood became a little complicated and disordered. Maybe it's today, maybe it's tomorrow, he's going to get out of here and take part in that battle for the top of the list.

Fight to the death, fight for a piece of your own world, so that the one in the family, that is, your grandfather, can have a new understanding of himself.

"However, I look at Brother Bai's riding and archery skills, which are far superior to those of us and other rough people in the mountains and fields. ”

Gu Tenghu smiled wildly, and he tore the meat off the leg of lamb with his teeth vigorously, chewing vigorously. Strength is always the best way to prove yourself, even in a small tribe in the world.

In the past few days, Bai Ye and Ye Qingyan went out with their safari team, and fought with many demon beasts in the mountains and deep valleys, and hunted a lot of prey.

And among them, there are a lot of contributions to Bai Ye and Ye Qingyan. Since they joined, they had defeated a lot of second-order peak demon deer and roe deer beasts.

There is even a third-order high-level Snow Demon Flying Tiger, if it had been encountered before, it would definitely be a nightmare for people like them who practice martial arts. But Bai Ye and Ye Qingyan actually just cooperated with each other, which was enough to fight.

Listening to Gu Tenghu's loud praise and the compliments that everyone at the banquet echoed, Ye Qingyan couldn't help blushing slightly, she lowered her head, glanced at Bai Ye with the corner of her eye, and saw that his face was as usual, and her eyes couldn't help but show a little playfulness.

To tell the truth, the Snow Demon Flying Tiger was shot down by Bai Ye's arrow, and Bai Ye's original target was just a second-order beginner snow sculpture. In his words, it is low-key.

Both of them are already monks in the Yuan Infant Stage, and for these worldly warriors whose strength can only be regarded as the foundation building period, they are simply walking gods.

Although he had listened to Bai Ye's explanation, Ye Qingyan still didn't understand it in his heart.

Why did Bai Ye stay here to practice, there was no panacea here, no treasures, and no strong opponents.

What is here is just the human touch that has disappeared from the cultivation world for countless years.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. As usual, the two went up the mountain with the team, hunting, and experiencing the worldly life. In the Chai Shan tribe, there are also some young juniors who follow the elders and adults, such as children like Gu Xiaochuan.

White Night brought back a few firewood trees, as well as plum trees. It took him three days to learn all the processes of brewing from the old man Guzan, and he decided to start exercising his mind and cultivating his seven thoughts in such a life.

During this period, he became acquainted with the entire Chai Shan tribe, and the entire Chai Shan tribe knew that there were two young men who had been rescued by a powerful cultivator and had come to their Chai Mountain by accident.

One of them is planning to stay here for a long time, and the other has already embarked on the journey home in a few days. In the early morning of wind and snow, Ye Qingyan accompanied the white mist, dressed in a wolfskin robe, and embarked on the road to the Great Iron City.

Except for Mo Yexue, no one will know that a dream she had last night made her completely determined to leave in hesitation.

One thing she knew, she needed to rise, and strong strength was the guarantee of everything, whether it was for the family or the person who had been engraved in her heart.

In the early morning, Bai Ye waved at her, she suddenly smiled, turned around and embarked on her chosen path, she was stubborn and strong, she would not look back until she achieved her goal.

Bai Ye also built an earthen embryo house in the Chai Mountain tribe. He planted a few firewood trees in front of the door, as well as plum trees, and began his winemaking life.

He practiced every night until dawn broke, then chopped wood and made wine, visited Guzan, and sometimes went on safaris with a safari team, climbing the mountains that stretched in the sea of clouds, and stepping into the deep valleys of the earth's leylines.

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