Although the blue brick and blue tile house is not carved and jade, it is unique. Especially built in this forest, it is even more elegant.

"Let's go into the house and see, how about it? This house is mine. ”

Zhou Sumo asked incredulously, "Why do you have a house here?"

"Come on with me, I have all the answers you want. With that, Wei Youhuan couldn't wait to push open a door and walked in.

"Tianji Pavilion", after looking up at the inscription on the door plaque, Wei Youhuan led Zhou Sumo in, the spacious and bright living room layout is extremely simple, only a bed, a table of eight immortals and two round stools.

The two of them each held a jar of wine and sat in front of the table of the Eight Immortals, and Wei Youhuan was the first to speak: "This is the place where my parents lived before their deaths, and Tianji Pavilion is where my sister and I were born. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Sumo's heart was shocked: "You were really born here, although I can't see it, I can also feel that this place is several times better than the Netherworld." ”

Wei Youhuan chuckled and said, "This is my father's home, and it is also my sister's home...... Because my mother is from the Netherworld, Su Yanlin took us to take care of us after my parents passed away. But for so many years, I have been most concerned about this place, and no matter how magnificent the Netherworld Palace is, it can't compare to this place. ”

As he spoke, he threw the wine jar on the table heavily, and his face was filled with a different smile: "You are lucky to be the first person to come here, Momo." ”

"Why did you suddenly call me Momo?" Zhou Sumo looked at him with some confusion.

After throwing the wine stopper aside, Wei Youhuan gave him a very reasonable explanation: "Isn't that what friends call each other? ”

After that, he generously pushed the wine jar to Zhou Sumo: "Friend, I invite you to drink." ”

After frowning slightly, Zhou Sumo pushed the wine jar back again: "Do I admit that we are friends?"

After smashing his mouth twice after smelling the wine, Wei Youhuan said very confidently: "You are all here, and you are still hard-mouthed." ”

After nodding slightly, Zhou Sumo put the jar of wine in his hand on the table: "Your master is Su Yanlin, who wants to dominate the world, but my ideal is to do the right thing for heaven and eliminate harm for the people."

What's more, the extermination of the Dragon and Phoenix City is also related to you, and we can barely be regarded as long-cherished enemies...... In the eyes of others, it should be difficult for you and me to become friends with different positions. ”

After rolling his eyes slightly, Wei Youhuan glanced at him: "Okay, don't talk about those who don't...... Now that you know that the two of us are on different positions, you should know how precious it is to be together at this moment! ”

After removing the wine stopper from the wine jar for Zhou Sumo, Wei Youlian proudly introduced the origin of the two jars of wine: "The jar of wine in front of me is Lingnan Lingxi Boluo, which has been buried for eight years, and the jar of wine in front of you is called Fuping Shijingchun, which was brewed by my grandfather in the year my sister was born...... It's been exactly 20 years now. ”

After saying the last sentence, Wei Youchuan took the lead in raising the jar of wine in front of him and drank it freely, the wine flowed down his neck to the clean clothes, but he didn't care about it at all.

He wanted nothing more than a drunken getaway.

Before today, Zhou Sumo could never have imagined that there was such a pure heart in the Demon Palace.

"You also have a sister?"

Wei You put down the wine jug violently, and there was a touch of sadness in his expression: "Yes, yes, but she has been dead, and she has been dead for almost ten years." ”

Time passed, and because he took the initiative to mention it, Zhou Sumo asked: "This seems to be no different from nothing?

Wei Youhuan shook his head and said: "Remembrance must be more than sadness, I can't be depressed just because my sister died, I want to live well, she can have no regrets in heaven." ”

Wei Youhuan drank one sip after another, and Zhou Sumo, who had not touched the wine, looked at him intently, neither drinking nor dissuading, let alone half a nonsense, just quietly accompanying him.

With a "bang", Wei Youhuan put the wine jar on the table again, and looked directly at Zhou Sumo: "Why doesn't Momo drink such a precious wine?" Could it be that you suspect me of poisoning the wine?"

Shaking his head, Zhou Sumo glanced at the wine jar, and there was a full third of the amount in it: "You have a good amount of wine, you can drink it." ”

After drinking so much wine in one go, Wei Youhuan's face was no different from usual, and his demeanor was calm and talking, and he didn't even have anything to do with the word "slightly drunk".

It seems that the people in the Demon Palace not only love to kill, but also have a lot of love for wine.

Wei Youhuan was instantly amused by Zhou Sumo's actions: "Just see what is the strength, drink with me!"

"I—I don't actually drink alcohol, I've never had more than three drinks since I was a kid. Zhou Sumo lowered his eyelids with some embarrassment.

Mo said that it was a friend's first time he was rejected when he drank, and even when he was worshipping, he only drank one glass. Asking him to hold the jar and drink like Zhou Sumo is simply challenging an impossible task.

Wei Youhuan didn't force him, he saw that his face was solemn, his eyes were closed, and the two hands on the table were tightly clenched together.

In Zhou Sumo's eyes full of surprise, he gritted his teeth and said, "You are decent and look down on us, but we are not born bad. Have you ever heard a saying that human beings are inherently good. ”

Through the clean window, Zhou Sumo looked into the distance, the stars in the sky flashed and flickered, and a lone goose flew through the air leaving a wail, and his voice was so small that Wei Youhuan, who was sitting opposite, did not hear it.

Suddenly, Zhou Sumo's heart throbbed, and he sucked some wine from the wine jar to the palm of his hand with the power of his palm, and then wrote the word "tomorrow" on the table of the Eight Immortals.

For a long time, he had always thought that the name meant "future", because tomorrow would always be full of anticipation.

The wine stains dried quickly, and the word "tomorrow" quickly evaporated, and it seemed that no one had ever left the name on the table.

The dead sister is like the lonely goose flying in the sky, although she can never come back, she left an indelible wail in Wei Youlian's heart, and then closed her eyes.

After sighing lightly, Wei Youhuan opened his eyes: "She is a poor and pathetic person, if she was born in an ordinary family, she may be able to marry someone and her husband to love and be obedient, and live a happy life." But she was born as my sister, and she was destined to be involuntary and insincere. ”

When he said this, Wei Youlian's mood was very low, and his words were full of regret and regret.

The atmosphere was suddenly heavy, Zhou Sumo grabbed the jar of wine in front of him and poured it into his mouth, the posture was much more crisp than Wei Youlian.

"This is like a man!" After finishing speaking, Wei Youhuan picked up the jar of wine again.

As the so-called wine is drunk by confidants, poetry is sung to people.

Tonight, there are no ghostly bad guys, and there are no righteous and awe-inspiring young heroes...... Only two close friends have a drink together.

Some friends will leave in misunderstanding, some friends will go away in the plain, and some friends will disappear in the distance...... There is also a kind of friend who is destined to become an enemy from the moment they are born.

obviously sympathized with each other, but stood at opposite ends.

Maybe they don't have much contact, but they can read each other's minds with just one look. Maybe they will meet each other one day in the future, but they will definitely not regret that they have been in a position to talk about one night.

Instead of numbing them, the wine made them more sober than usual. Especially Zhou Sumo, if it weren't for Wei Youlian's invitation, he didn't know that his alcohol would be so good.

With a whole jar of wine in his stomach, he was still able to talk and laugh calmly with the person opposite.

Looking at the two empty wine jars on the table, Wei Youhuan shook his head with some regret: "If I knew that Momo was such a good amount of wine, I should have prepared a few more jars of wine...... Now this situation is really a bit disappointing. ”

"That's a mistake!" Zhou Sumo smiled meaningfully: "With a confidant and friend like you by your side, it is enough to be worth thousands of jars of wine." ”

When others smile at him, it is to please. Only Zhou Sumo's smile has temperature, and only his smile makes him feel the warmth of the world.

As he said, Zhou Sumo is his only friend in this world. Zhou Sumo also indulged himself once in his life for the confidant and friend in his mouth.

It seemed to feel the slightly sad mood of the two, and a light rain fell outside the window.

Zhou Sumo suddenly sighed: "If there is a next life, let's stop being enemies, let's be a pair of friends who can still drink and have fun together in their old age." ”

As he spoke, Zhou Sumo took the initiative to stretch out his right hand to him. After nodding his head with a smile, Wei Youhuan also stretched out his right hand and shook it tightly with him: "Okay, we will only be friends in the next life, not enemies!"

The two talked freely about Yue, but there was a sentence that Wei Youlian swallowed hard, and surprisingly Zhou Sumo actually said it for him: "If you can, you don't want to make so many killings! But sitting in your position, it is inevitable to kill decisively." ”

After a moment of silence, Wei Youhuan suddenly asked, "Momo, will you regret paying a piece of Dan heart to me by mistake?"

After thinking about it very seriously for a while, Zhou Sumo replied solemnly: "Since you have a Dan heart, why do you make a mistake? I don't ask about the future, I just remember this friend who drank and talked with me tonight." ”

A long time ago, Wei Youhuan was an extremely autistic person. was able to win Su Yanlin's heart, relying on killing and blood, and never had any superfluous feelings for others except himself.