The station in Sleepy Valley is just an empty lot, and you won't even want to find it without the guidance of the locals. The thin man appeared in the clearing early that morning, with all his luggage. The same minibus he had been in when he came was parked in the clearing, the doors were closed, and the driver had not yet arrived.

Standing with the thin man were two locals, one of whom was the owner of a cloth shop, who wanted to go out of the mountains to buy some goods; The other is a college student who attends a teacher's college in the South. Although it is not yet the time for the start of school, he made an appointment with the teachers and classmates in the school to go to an old area in Shandong to do an inspection during the vacation.

The three of them had been waiting for a long time on the side of the minibus, but they still didn't see the driver coming, and the owner of the cloth shop and the college students were very anxious, one was afraid of delaying business, and the other was afraid of missing the departure time agreed with the teacher and classmates. And the most anxious of the three was the thin man, who was now eager to leave the Valley of Sleep, a place that scared him. He left in a hurry, not only did he not greet Qin Ge Shabo and the others who came with him, but he didn't even go through the check-out procedures, and he also gave up the deposit of a few hundred yuan.

What happened to make him leave Sleepy Valley in such a hurry?

He followed Tang Wan all the way from the city where he lived, traveled thousands of miles, and came to this remote town. In that small town of the Yi family, in order to catch up with the car that came to Sleeping Valley, he still had to board the car and go with him even though he was hit hard by Tan Dong twice. And now, he left in such a hurry, like a wounded beast fleeing in a hurry. All this happened in a short period of time, after he peeked through Tan Dong and Tang Wan's window last night.

Could it be that he had seen something from that window that terrified him so much?

The thin man has a strange personality and is silent, and if he doesn't say something, absolutely no one will know.

He himself soon knew that wanting to leave the Sleepy Valley had become a luxury on this day. Because it didn't take long for someone to come and tell them that the minibus couldn't run today because the driver was dead and on the chain bridge.

The cloth shop owner and the student immediately showed a look of chagrin, but then, in their place, curiosity took their place, and they grabbed the person who came to report the death, asked the mute driver about the cause of death, and then followed the man down in the direction of the chain bridge without hesitation.

The thin man was still standing on the side of the minibus, not moving for a long time. At this time, his mind became blurred, and he only felt that something was about to happen to him, which must cause him great harm, but he had no power to change what was about to happen.

Later, when he slowly left the minibus and returned to the Nightsleep Inn, he thought to himself that maybe he should take the initiative to do something.

The mute driver lay on the chain bridge, his neck and feet on the ropes on both sides of the bridge, as if someone had replaced the broken bridges with his body.

The cause of his death was a stab in the chest, a fatal stab through the heart. The rest of the knives were on his back, and after he fell to the ground and died, the murderer stabbed him in the back with a brutal barrage of knives.

If the murderer only wanted to kill, there was no reason for him to stab so many knives after the dumb man died. The only explanation is that the murderer hated the mute to the core, and after killing him, he still couldn't vent his resentment, so he stabbed him again. But the mute man is very popular in the town, and he has a disability, so he has never even heard of quarreling with others for so many years, so how can anyone hate him to the core?

Now there can only be one final explanation, and that is - the Yakshas.

Only a person who has lost his mind and has no humanity can be so cruel that after killing a person, he will not even spare his corpse. This is a classic catharsis of violence.

The mysterious Yaksha, the ferocious Yaksha, is about to set off a bloody storm in the Sleeping Valley again.

When such a thing happened, of course Qin Ge Shabo would not miss it, they looked at the river embankment for a while, and when the two men in police uniforms came over carrying the mute corpse, they also went up to check it.

The body will soon be carried away, and the crowd of onlookers will disperse.

Sha Bo frowned and said to Qin Ge: "The woman in white led us to the cemetery last night, and this matter obviously has nothing to do with her. Qin Ge nodded: "It seems that there is more than one strange thing in this sleeping valley. The two of them went back to the Nightsleep Inn together.

They slept late last night, and both of them were a little tired, and now they have determined that the key to the problem is to find Xuemei, the proprietress of the Nightsleep Inn, so they decided to stay in the inn for more than two days, first, to wait for Xuemei to appear, and second, to keep an eye on Jiangnan.

Walking on the side street, Sha Bo happened to see Yang Xing and Xiaofei having breakfast in a small restaurant on the street, so he went in with Qin Ge. When he entered the door, Yang Xing rushed out head-on and almost bumped into Shabo. Sha Bo hurriedly dodged away, but when he saw that Yang Xing didn't speak, he squatted in the corner of the wall when he ran out of the door, and vomited with a "wow".

Xiao Fei also ran over at this time, wanting to say something to Sha Bo Qin Ge, but after all, she still didn't worry about Yang Xing, so she went out and squatted beside Yang Xing first, and gently stroked his back, as if this would make Yang Xing more comfortable.

Yang Xing vomited so much that he finally stood up after vomiting, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and showed an extremely miserable expression on his face. Sha Bo and Qin Ge only walked over at this time, Sha Bo had already expected Yang Xing's old illness to happen again, but he still asked, "Can't eat again?" Yang Xing nodded weakly, but Xiaofei blurted out: "Wine, we must find a few more bottles." It turned out that this morning, Yang Xing and Xiaofei also went to the bridge to see the dead, but they came back early, and they were hungry on the way, so they came to this small restaurant for breakfast. Yang Xing had a good appetite a few days ago, so he was still eating the same as in the past two days. Unexpectedly, the food went into the stomach, and the stomach soon turned over and tossed, and the feeling was the same as some time ago. He yelled in his mouth, but after a while, he finally couldn't help it, and rushed out the door to spit out all the food.

There is no doubt that the problem of not being able to eat has returned. Thinking about the days when he couldn't eat, Yang Xing was about to go crazy now. The taste of not being able to eat is worse than death.

But the word "wine" blurted out by Xiaofei made Yang Xing's heart light up.

Only by finding wine can his illness be cured. Although there is no cure now, at least he can eat normally. Wine, now Yang Xing's mind is full of those purple-red liquids, and his tongue actually overflows with some of the fragrance of that wine in an instant.

"Go find wine, go find wine." Yang Xing muttered twice, turned around and left, walked a few meters and turned back, with a confused expression on his face. He said, "Where to find wine?" Shabo Qin Ge was originally in a heavy mood, but now looking at Yang Xing's appearance, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Yang Xing glared: "Do you have any sympathy, are you happy to see me like this?" Shabo Qin Ge hurriedly became serious, and Qin Ge said, "Well, go find wine." "I know I'm looking for wine, it's all about where to look now." Yang Xing was still glaring, obviously anxious, and even his tone became irritable.

Xiao Fei also said to Qin Ge on the side at this time: "Your head is spinning fast, give us two moves." Qin Ge smiled bitterly at Sha Bo: "If I were an immortal, I would immediately turn two boxes out for you." Yang Xing said: "I don't care, anyway, you are the one who came to this ghost place, and if something happens to me, the account will be all on your head." Qin Ge showed a crying and laughing expression.

Shabo played a round on the side: "Let's go back and discuss this matter." The four of them went back to the nightsleep inn together. The inn was quiet, and even Jiang Nan didn't sit at the table in the front hall and read a book as he used to. Not a single one. In this hotel, only Jiangnan and his wife take care of it, but the proprietress Xuemei lives in a simple house, and it is rare to see her once a day, and it is usually Jiangnan who sits outside. There are only two buses a week in Sleepy Valley, so if there are customers in the two nights when the car arrives, Jiangnan has something to do, so he goes out directly, and there is no business anyway.

The Jiangnan couple lived in a room in the backyard, separated from the front room by a small courtyard. If you stand at the end of the corridor of the guest room, you will see the bungalow behind the patio.

The door of the bungalow was closed all day, and according to the impression I got in the past few days, the proprietress Xuemei locked herself in the room every day and didn't even show up for three meals a day.

When passing through the corridor, Qin Ge and Sha Bo both subconsciously looked at the backyard, wondering if Xue Mei was still staying in the room as before at the moment. The backyard was silent, and the doubts in their minds could not be determined.

Entering Qin Ge and Sha Bo's room, Xiao Fei closed the door, and Qin Ge inadvertently went over and left a crack, so that if Xuemei came out of the backyard, they could see it inside the door. Yang Xing and Xiaofei only cared about wine at the moment, so they didn't care about Qin Ge's small actions at all.

"Now let's talk about wine." Yang Xing couldn't wait to say, as if he was afraid that everyone would forget.

"Let's talk about wine." Qin Ge smiled bitterly, "Don't talk about wine, can you let it?" Yang Xing nodded with satisfaction: "Then you say, where can we find that wine?" "I'm not an immortal, I can only help you analyze it, whether you can find it or not is still uncertain." "Be sure to find it!" Yang Xing suddenly screamed, so suddenly that even he himself was startled. He was stunned, and his voice softened, "You don't know what it's like to be unable to eat." Qin Ge and Sha Bo's faces were really solemn at this time, Yang Xing's suddenly screaming demeanor just now, they clearly saw it in their eyes, at that moment, Yang Xing's face turned hideous, and his eyes showed a completely desperate madness. The change was only a matter of moments, but it alerted both Qin Ge and Sha Bo.

"Wine is healing, I've never heard of it before, there must be something different about this wine." Qin Ge said, "Yang Xing, you take the time to go around the town, and if you can't find that kind of wine, buy two bottles of other brands and try it." "We've tried it a long time ago." Xiaofei hurriedly said, "That time when we came out of Langzhong's house, we went to all the shops in the town, and none of them sold that kind of wine." There are several other brands, but Yang Xing drank it, and even the taste was wrong. Qin Ge nodded: "Then it seems that we have no way out, we must find that kind of wine." Yang Xing nodded, wanted to speak, but held back again, obviously the scream just now made him become cautious.

"We heard from the innkeeper Jiang Nan that the wine was made in a nearby sleeping mountain villa, but that kind of wine is not sold locally, but only distributed to the local residents every month. If that's the case, it's not too bad, as long as you don't have to work hard and go door to door to ask, maybe someone hasn't finished drinking, then you'll be lucky. Moreover, wine is not a necessity in life, and you can live without it, so I guess there will be people who have this kind of wine. Yang Xing Xiaofei couldn't help nodding, they had to admire Qin Ge's ability to analyze things in their hearts.

The first time I saw Qin Ge was in that Central bar, Qin Ge was not tall, he looked average, with a small flat head, a thin body, and when he frowned or smiled, a few folds appeared at the corners of his eyes. You can't pick such a person out of the crowd, Yang Xing and Xiaofei didn't care about such a person at all.

Or the more ordinary a person looks, the more extraordinary he is.

Now Yang Xing and Xiao Fei don't even have the slightest idea of underestimating Qin Ge, and moreover, they still have some dependence on Qin Ge.

Yang Xing said: "We'll go out and look for it door to door after a while." "What if," Xiao Fei said hesitantly, "what if we can't find them at their house?" "Then you'll have to go to Sleeping Hills." Qin Ge said solemnly, obviously this thought had already existed in his mind.

Sleeping Lodge, the place where countless villagers and bandits died mysteriously a hundred years ago, it was also from there that the Yaksha was resurrected and began to plague Sleepy Valley. Others said that in the middle of the night, they heard the sound of fighting cries in their ears, and that it was the dead villagers and the mountain bandits still fighting. After a hundred years of vicissitudes, the Yaksha began to wander in the night of the Sleepy Valley again, so what about the Sleepy Villa, what about the dead villagers and bandits, has their fight ended?

Yang Xing and Xiaofei went out, and they couldn't wait to go to the people in the town to find wine.

Qin Ge and Sha Bo in the room looked at each other, and they were speechless for a while.

"Why do you feel a chill in me when you mention Sleeping Hills?" Shabo said.

Qin Ge smiled, but laughed extremely unnaturally: "You may have listened to the story of Jiangnan, anyway, I don't believe in the legend of the Sleeping Mountain Villa, you also said that there are no ghosts in this world." Sabo nodded, feeling as if that was the only explanation.

After a while, Sha Bo said, "Did you notice Yang Xing's expression when he screamed just now?" Qin Ge nodded solemnly: "Don't you think that expression is familiar, we seem to have met somewhere." "Yes, I remembered, I saw that kind of expression on Tan Dong's face." "In that small town of the Yi family, when he rushed out of the hotel." "And at the station, when he stood in front of the door and kicked the skinny man out." Tan Dong has a strange personality, and everyone can feel the murderous aura in him. And Yang Xing is an easy-going and cheerful person, how can they have the same hideous expression on their faces? That expression is desperate madness, and when you face it, you can't help but feel a chill in your heart.

"In human nature, there are some primitive evil impulses lurking. But because since we are born, we have been subject to all kinds of constraints, self-restraints from the inner world. and external constraints from all rules and regulations, such as moral laws, so that those evil impulses are calmed down. But calming down is not the same as disappearing, it is hidden in the depths of our hearts, maybe when, because of some external stimulation and inducement, they will wake up again. When it's strong enough to break our minds, then the person becomes crazy, hysterical, and does a lot of frightening things. Qin Ge paused, and then said, "Now I just hope that a few of us can come safely and go back safely." Sha Bo had a heavy heart, and now in addition to finding the proprietress Xuemei to come out and figure out the mystery of forgetting the worries, he has added another thing that must be done, which is to find that kind of wine for Yang Xing. Both things seem to be quite easy, but behind them, I don't know how many unknowable changes are hidden.

"It's not a good idea for us to just wait like this, or we'll go straight to the proprietress anyway." Qin Ge shook his head: "If you want to find that Xuemei, you must avoid Jiangnan, Jiangnan stays in the inn all day and rarely leaves, now do you know whether to go out or stay in the room?" "Then we can find a way to lure him away, before he suspects us." Qin Ge smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that he has already been alert as soon as we come, and it should be quite difficult to deceive him." However, we can try, but we must do it without a trace, or if he realizes our purpose and preemptively does something against us, I am afraid that none of us will be able to deal with it. Sha Bo was speechless, he admitted that Qin Ge's concerns were correct.

"There's another way." Qin Ge said, "The proprietress is named Xuemei, if we can be sure that she is also surnamed Yan, we can conclude that she and the forgetful grass in the tomb, that is, Yan Xueping, are sisters." In this way, we can find a way to find out the address of their hometown. Their sisters are not very old, and people in remote places get married early, and their parents may still be alive, and if you find their parents, you can know a lot about it. Sha Bo agreed with Qin Ge's idea, and then, the two of them divided the work, Sha Bo stayed in the Night Sleep Inn, and Qin Ge went out to inquire about the address of Xuemei's hometown.

Two days passed, and Qin Ge and Sha Bo found nothing.

Jiang Nan stayed in the inn all day long, the door in the backyard was always closed, and the proprietress Xuemei disappeared as if she had disappeared. In the afternoon of the next day, Jiang Nan went out, Sha Bo stood at the door of the inn, saw his back to the end of the side street, and ran to the backyard quickly, but saw that the door of the backyard was locked, and the house was silent. Shabo listened for a while before making sure that Xuemei was not in the house.

Qin Ge on the other side lightly asked many people about Jiang Nan, the owner of the Nightsleep Inn, and after going around a long circle, he pulled the topic to Xuemei, and the people who were asked stopped talking, as if no one knew Xuemei's origin.

After two days, both of them were a little disappointed. However, Yang Xing over there was not only disappointed, he and Xiaofei really went door-to-door to ask, but the result was that everyone said that there was no such wine, and some people saw Yang Xing's wilting appearance, so they kindly told him that if they wanted to find wine, they had to go to Sleeping Mountain Villa.

Yang Xing is going crazy, he can't find wine anymore, he is really going crazy.

Therefore, on the third day, he and Xiaofei did not tell Qin Ge and Sha Bo, so they secretly went to the Sleeping Mountain Villa. They thought that the wine in the Sleeping Mountain Villa was made and sold anyway, and it was sold to anyone, and as long as there was money, they would not sell it to them if they did not believe it.

They knew the legend about the Sleeping Hills, so they chose to go there at ten o'clock in the morning. The sun was shining at ten o'clock, and in all the legends about ghosts, ghosts never appeared in the sun.

The legendary Sleeping Mountain House now stood before them. This is a magnificent building, about more than ten hectares, the walls are made of large pieces of bluestone, it seems to be unusually solid, the wall is more than two feet high, the top is a sloping eaves, paved with dense gray curved tiles. The mountain where the villa is located is very flat, and there is a wide open space around the villa, and this castle was originally built to defend against mountain bandits, leaving open space around it, and there is nothing to hide from when mountain bandits come to attack. The castle has only one gate, about five meters wide and more than ten meters high, with a semicircle above. The gates were two wooden doors painted black, knocked on with a low sound, apparently made of solid thick planks.

Yang Xing hadn't eaten for three days, his face was so hungry that his face was turned pale, and his eyes were gray with a fish belly. What's more, his temper is getting more and more irritable, and he has quarreled with Xiaofei several times. Xiaofei was angry and pitiful to him at the moment, and secretly was ruthless, waiting until he found wine to cure his illness, and then came to settle the accounts with him for the past few days. Xiaofei can think like this, which shows that she is still a sensible girl, but Yang Xing just didn't appreciate her affection, and she had to use it for an excuse. Xiao Fei cried twice angrily, turned her head to wipe away her tears, but couldn't erase the grievances in her eyes.

At night, when the two of them are in the room, Xiaofei will serve Yang Xing very patiently to sleep, and Yang Xing will suddenly feel guilty about the day's events, he hugged Xiaofei, tears flowed from his eyes, and said to her "I'm sorry" one after another. Xiaofei can really blame him, but thinking about the grievances during the day, she also cried. A pair of young people, who were originally lively and cheerful, hugged each other and cried into a pair of tearful people.

In the middle of the night, Xiaofei was suddenly awakened by the movement in the house, she opened her eyes and saw that the lights in the room were on, Yang Xing was only wearing shorts, lying in the corner, one hand quickly stretched out, covering something. Xiao Fei was strange, so she didn't make a sound, to see what Yang Xing was doing. Yang Xing clenched one hand into a fist, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally stuffed the thing in his hand into his mouth.

Xiao Fei let out a scream, which frightened Yang Xing. As he froze, a gecko's tail fell from between his lips and writhed as it fell to the ground.

When Xiaofei rushed out to vomit that night, Yang Xing sat on the ground leaning against the wall with a desperate face. He punched the gecko's tail, which was still writhing, and already regretted what he had done. But he was so hungry that when he saw the gecko, he couldn't control himself at all, and he lost all his mind at once.

The sound of Xiaofei vomiting kept coming, Yang Xing listened blankly, and tears fell from his eyes again. The faint yellow light blurred in his eyes, and in the blur, a face became clear. The pale face was like lime damp with water, and the sunken features and hair were covered with frost. His mouth was slightly open, but his eyes were wide open, and there was no longer any sparkle in his gray pupils, as if he was frozen in ice in the middle of shooting his gaze. It was an old man, and his face was full of wrinkles, which were now the color of wet lime.

- That's Yang Xing's father. Yang Xing's father couldn't help but cry when he thought of it.

- Could it be that the abnormalities that happened to me were all punishments from my father?

Yang Xing fell into confusion.

Xiaofei pushed the door in, she had already washed the corners of her mouth, and her expression was unusually calm. She came over and grabbed Yang Xing's hand and said, "We'll go to Sleeping Mountain Villa tomorrow to find the wine." In the second half of the night, both of them lay silently in bed. In the dark, although the two of them were motionless, they knew in their hearts that the other party was not asleep. Moreover, for the first time, the two of them were so far away from the bed. Xiao Fei also wanted to be able to get closer to Yang Xing, but when she thought of the gecko tail that fell from between his lips, she felt sick in her heart.

Nausea has nothing to do with emotion, it's just a purely physiological reaction.

And Yang Xing's mood is like a child who can't be forgiven for doing something wrong, a little aggrieved, a little sad, and a little sad. He thought, will Xiaofei start to hate himself like this?

It was an unusually difficult night, but no matter how difficult the night was, there was an end, the sun finally rose, and a new day came to the world. When Yang Xing opened his eyes, Xiao Fei had already finished washing and sat at the head of the bed waiting for him to wake up.

Xiaofei said, "Let's go to the Sleeping Mountain Villa." So, at ten o'clock in the morning, Yang Xing and Xiaofei appeared in front of the gate of the Sleeping Villa. The round castle resembles the legendary devil's palace, and now they are about to enter it.

The closed door "squeaked" and trembled, and finally opened. Two sturdy men in blue coarse cloth clothes pushed the two doors to both sides respectively, Yang Xing and Xiaofei subconsciously took two steps back, and at this time, in the middle of the door, there was a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and black pants. This middle-aged man has very short hair, straight up, slightly dark skin, but the lines on his face are soft, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, a person with this kind of face must be a good-natured person. At this moment, his waist was straight, and there was even a smile on his face, staring at the two young men who knocked on the door.

"Is there anything you guys are up to?" The middle-aged man asked, and then said to himself, "It's been a long time since anyone knocked on this door." Yang Xing Xiaofei glanced at each other, and Xiaofei stepped forward and said, "We want to come and buy wine." The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Buy wine?" "Not bad." Yang Xing took a step forward and stood side by side with Xiaofei, "I have a strange disease, I can't eat anything, I can only eat after drinking the wine you made." The middle-aged man let out an "oh" and looked Yang Xing up and down: "I didn't expect our wine to have this effect." "We searched the town for three days, and the people in the town said that only you Sleeping Hills have that kind of wine, so we found this place, hoping to buy that kind of wine from here." Xiaofei said.

The middle-aged man said "oh" again: "It seems that I really can't refuse your request." Yang Xing's face showed joy: "Then I'll say thank you first." The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Don't be busy saying thank you first, first of all, I have to confirm whether the kind of wine that can cure your illness is made in our mountain villa." He pondered for a moment and said, "Well, you come in first, and I'll take you to the brewery, and if you're sure that what you need is indeed ours, we'll discuss it." Yang Xing and Xiaofei hesitated, and they were a little afraid in their hearts.

The middle-aged man smiled: "It's been a long time since there have been guests in the villa, since you knocked on the door, you are my guests, and I also want to talk to you about the outside world." I've been in this mountain for a long time, and I have almost forgotten what the outside world is like. Today, it is rare for two guests to come to the door, how can I let go of such an opportunity. Yang Xing and Xiaofei were still hesitating, they really didn't want to step into the door that made them afraid.

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and he obviously saw the cringe in the hearts of the two of them: "You can't even meet my small request." Yang Xing and Xiao Fei looked at each other again, Yang Xing was still hesitating, and Xiao Fei was the first to nod. So, the middle-aged man smiled, didn't speak, turned around and slowly entered, and Yang Xing and Xiaofei behind had no choice but to follow behind.

Entering the castle, in the middle is a circular square, about the size of half a football field. The square was empty, and the ground was paved with bluestone. Around the square, there is a ring of houses, and there is a corridor in front of the house, so at a glance that it is impossible to count how many doors there are. Behind this ring of houses, there is also a ring of ring buildings. The outer wall of the ring building is the outer wall of the castle, and the upper ridge slopes down from a high point to form a stepped shape with the inner ring house. Yang Xing remembered that he had seen buildings with this structure on the Internet before, but this Sleeping Mountain Villa was much larger than what he had seen on the website.

The middle-aged man led them to the side, his pace slowed down, and Yang Xing and Xiaofei behind him followed: "I don't know if you have visited the winery?" Xiaofei shook her head: "No." "Then today I will take you to see the whole process of winemaking, so that your trip to the mountain villa will not be fruitless." Xiaofei and Yang Xing were anxious, but they couldn't show it.

"I forgot to introduce me to you, my surname is Du, and I can be your elder at my age, but if you want, you can still call me by my name, Du Chuanxiong." Yang Xing and Xiaofei nodded and said their names. Xiao Fei rolled her eyes and asked, "I heard from the people in the town outside that the owner of the Sleeping Mountain Villa is a very capable person, and we admire him very much, I don't know if we have a chance to meet him today." Du Chuanxiong's eyebrows furrowed: "That's what the people in the town say about the owner of the villa?" "Not only that, the owner of the villa is in their mouths, and they are about to become immortals who don't eat fireworks in the world." Du Chuanxiong smiled dumbly: "What do you think I look like I don't eat fireworks in the world?" Yang Xing and Xiaofei exclaimed in unison: You are the owner of this villa?" Du Chuanxiong smiled: I don't seem to have to pretend to be myself. Although Yang Xing and Xiaofei expected that this Du Chuanxiong was not a mortal at the beginning, they still didn't expect that he was the owner of the Sleeping Mountain Villa. The people in the town regard this villa as so mysterious, and they have great respect for the owner of the villa, in the mouth of the south of the Yangtze River, the owner of the villa lives in a simple place, and rarely deals with outsiders, and the two of them enter the villa, the first thing they see is the owner of the villa. The owner of this villa is still so easy-going, and there is a little bit of an imaginary weird aura on his body. Yang Xing and Xiaofei all breathed a sigh of relief. Xiaofei even smiled and said: We were just surprised, we didn't expect the legendary owner of the Sleeping Mountain Villa to be so easy-going. Du Chuanxiong smiled, but he acquiesced.

He led Yang Xingxiaofei to a door, and a worker in blue cloth overalls took the initiative to open the door, he made a gesture of please, and took the lead to enter the door, and Yang Xingxiaofei followed him closely.

The room is not very large, about 200 square meters, and as soon as you enter the door, the air is filled with the smell of grapes. The floor of the house is a raised wooden floor, and several machines of different shapes and sizes are neatly arranged, and several workers operate by the machines.

"This is our extrusion shop. Traditional grape pressing, in which workers step barefoot in wooden barrels, has long since been phased out due to its inefficiency and unhygiene. We now use the air pressure extrusion method. Du Chuanxiong motioned to the worker on the side to operate it specifically, only to see the worker pour several large barrels of grapes into the machine from a groove, and then press the button, and after a squeezing sound, a tender green liquid flowed out of a tube.

"What you're seeing now is the juice used to make the wine." Then, Du Chuanxiong took them to the fermentation room, where many wooden barrels were piled up.

"These barrels are used for fermentation, and many of the big wineries out there don't use barrels for fermentation, but we still insist on using them because wood adds flavor to the wine," Du said. For example, mahogany can add a faint, almost imperceptible aroma, while oak barrels have a strong flavor. We have to choose different kinds of barrels according to different needs. At this time, Yang Xing and Xiaofei's mood had relaxed, and they were really interested in what they saw in front of them.

Xiaofei said: "I can't imagine that there are so many exquisiteness in winemaking, and today is really an eye-opener." In the end, Du Chuanxiong led them to a dark and damp house, which was on the bottom of the outer ring building, extremely empty, and had a somewhat eerie feeling. In the house, many large wooden barrels of one person high were lined up in an orderly manner.

Du Chuanxiong said: "This is the final process of winemaking, where the fermented wine is placed in barrels to allow the wine to fully ripen the wine. Here, we have set up different areas for different eras, which I don't need to explain, but you should be able to understand this. "We know that the older the wine, the more valuable it is." Xiaofei said.

Du Chuanxiong smiled and nodded, which was regarded as a compliment to Xiaofei: "Now, you can taste the wine we made, if you are sure that it is what you need, I will definitely meet your requirements and prepare some for you to take home." Yang Xing Xiaofei didn't expect things to be done so easily, and she was immediately overjoyed. Du Chuanxiong knocked on the wooden barrel beside him and looked around, but he couldn't find a vessel that could be used to hold wine, so he said to Yang Xingxiaofei: "I'll take you to rest first, and by the way, let the workers go to the sample room to get some wine, the wine here is sealed, and I can't guarantee whether they are ripe." At this time, Yang Xing and Xiaofei could be said to be grateful to Du Chuanxiong, how could they not do what he said. At that moment, Du Chuanxiong took them to a house that looked like a living room, and then stood by the door and instructed a passing worker to go and get a sample bottle of wine. After a while, the worker came running with a wine bottle and two goblets and handed them to Du Chuanxiong.

Du Chuanxiong poured wine into the two goblets and handed them to Yang Xing and Xiaofei respectively.

"It is recorded in ancient books that it is best to use a luminous glass to drink wine, we don't have a luminous glass, so let's use this goblet instead, fortunately, the glass is transparent, and you can clearly see the color of the wine." Yang Xing and Xiaofei held the wine in their hands, where could they care about whether the wine was a luminous glass or a goblet, especially Yang Xing, his hand holding the wine trembled slightly, and when Du Chuanxiong's words just fell, he couldn't wait to raise his head and drink all the wine in the cup. Xiao Fei has been looking for this kind of wine everywhere in the town these days, and now that it is in her hands, she can't help but have a lot of curiosity about it, and at the moment, she also drank the wine in the cup.

The entrance of the wine is extremely sweet, and there is no sour taste, and after entering the throat, I only feel a cool smell that penetrates into the internal organs, and gradually evacuates to all parts of the body.

Xiaofei just thought that this wine was delicious, but she didn't have any other feelings, but Yang Xing on the side was already in good spirits, and shouted repeatedly: "It's this wine, it's this kind of wine." Du Chuanxiong smiled happily: "In this case, you two will sit here for a while, and I will go and ask someone to prepare some wine for you to take back." Yang Xing and Xiaofei even said thank you, but Du Chuanxiong was not polite, and went out after bowing his head.

Yang Xing and Xiaofei sat on the chair and waited for Du Chuanxiong to come back, Xiaofei sighed: "I didn't expect things to be done so easily, this time, you can eat a lot again." Yang Xing smiled so much that his eyebrows and eyes were connected together: "I only hope that this owner can prepare more wine for us." I don't know how long it has been, Xiaofei was a little anxious, she stood up and paced to the door and looked out: "Why haven't you come back for so long, it can't be that something happened." She said to herself, "This owner of Zhou Zhuang looks so easy-going, I really don't know how the people in the town can see him so mysterious." Moreover, there seems to be nothing strange about this sleeping mountain villa, and I think that most of those legends are made up by people to be scary. Xiaofei heard that there was no movement behind her, turned around, and saw Yang Xing falling asleep on the chair. Xiaofei was angry and painful in her heart, knowing that Yang Xing didn't sleep well all night last night, she was hungry and tired, and now that all the problems have been solved, she is relaxed, so she falls asleep unconsciously. As soon as she thought of this, Xiao Fei suddenly felt that her body was a little strange, and then, Yang Xing in her eyes became blurred. Not only Yang Xing, everything in the room began to blur.

What's wrong with me, Xiaofei thought. She turned back to look out of the room, and the sunlight shone slanting in white, making her dizzy in front of her eyes. She hurriedly retreated to her chair and sat down.

Before Xiaofei fainted completely, she vaguely saw that Du Chuanxiong had finally returned to the house, and he came empty-handed and smiled at her and Yang Xing. His soft-line face began to distort and eventually become hideous. His smile seemed indescribably weird.

- The mysterious Sleeping Lodge. Spooky lodge owner.