"It's okay, no one else will drink this wine except us anyway. Xuanniao said to Xiaowa, pushed the door open a little more, and walked in with his feet raised.

But in a quarter of an hour, Xiaowa saw Xuanniao carrying a jar of wine, and the face that made her feel at ease smiled at her: "Come, although it is only half a tank, it is enough for us to drink." Speaking of which, this desert is indeed too dry, and it is clear that the proprietress has set up an enchantment, but it still evaporates a lot. ”

Xiaowa asked suspiciously, "Enchantment, isn't the boss lady human, and where is she now?"

Xuanniao smiled and moved the wine tank to the post station, and said to Xiaowa: "Come, the wind and sand here are smaller, we come here, we don't have to bask in the sun, and it is a good place to drink." ”

"Xuanniao, haven't you told me whether the proprietress is a human, a monster or a fairy?" the little baby pouted, and said to Xuanniao with some annoyance.

Xuanniao freed up a hand, turned around and touched the little baby's head, and comforted: "Don't worry, little baby, and wait." It's a good story with good wine. Besides, the hostess's wine is delicious, so come over quickly. ”

Although Xiaowa was already very curious, she had to endure it and followed Xuanniao to the post station.

The post station is a place where merchants usually rest, but it is a perennial war here and has been lost in repair, so it looks a little dilapidated.

Xuanniao found a place very skillfully, blew a breath of fairy air, and the yellow sand on the ground suddenly disappeared. He smiled and said to the little baby: "Come, sit here, you can see a very beautiful sunset here, and it was here that Maha saw the beautiful scenery of 'the desert is lonely and the sun sets over the long river'." ”

"Did you sit here drinking at that time?" asked the little baby curiously.

Xuanniao took out the clean bowl from his bosom as if he was playing a trick, and seriously poured a bowl of wine for Xiaowa, and then poured a bowl of wine for himself.

The aroma of the wine instantly overflowed from the tank, and the smell was also extremely intoxicating.

Xuanniao looked far away, and there was a smile in his eyebrows, "Yes, we were also drinking here at the time." The proprietress of the tavern next door saw that I was not extraordinary. Before leaving, she also gave me a big jar of wine and a long story, which I brought back to the master. ”

"The proprietress in the tavern next door, what kind of person is she? Xuanniao, you drank her wine. Tell me her story, too. Xiaowa picked up the wine bowl, took a sip carefully, and exclaimed, "Good fragrant wine, the proprietress is really a good craft." ”

Xuanniao looked at the endless yellow sand, waiting for the sunset, and said, "The proprietress is a demon spirit who is very good at making wine. She's not human, but she's always been entangled with a human. ”

"Is it another story of a demon and a human in love?" asked the little baby, tilting her head. These days, my sister has also told her a lot of stories, and she has witnessed a lot of stories with duckweed and Xuanniao, but nine times out of ten, demons fall in love with people, or people fall in love with demons.

The only difference is that the demons are different and the people are different.

Xuanniao seemed to see through the little baby's thoughts, raised his head and took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "I don't know if this is considered love, but this is indeed a story where waiting and guarding overlap." ”

"Wait and guard?" the little baby seemed to understand, waiting for Xuanniao to continue.

The wind was howling in the desert, and the wine you left behind in the tavern seemed to have become rich with the passage of time, and the little baby felt hot on her face without taking two sips.

Xuanniao took a big sip of wine and slowly told the long story that the proprietress told him back then.

The beginning of the story is not in the desert, but in Yongzhou. The name Qi Yan was given to her by Qi Huan.

Her original name only had the word "smoke". The smoke was born in the ordinary kitchen of an ordinary peasant house, and she was supposed to go with the wind and dissipate with it.

But there are always so many coincidences in this world, since she rose from the chimney, as she should have been floating in the wind, she actually had spiritual sense.

Spirits and ghosts, she should be regarded as a spirit.

Cultivating the human body consumed too much of her energy and world, and no one taught her how to cultivate, and no one taught her how to become a qualified spirit.

She didn't know what she had to do, how to survive in this world. But she is very good at making wine, and the aroma of the wine she brews is ten miles away.

So, she opened a tavern in the village. The village is connected to a wharf, and there are often merchants coming and going, and business is not too bad.

Fortunately, it was a troubled time at that time, and no one cared about where a woman suddenly appeared. She was born from the most mundane smoke in the world, and after 30 years of hard work, she had a human form, and she seemed to be familiar with the things that were practiced in human feelings.

When Yan met Qi Huan, Qi Huan was still a swordsman.

In troubled times, there are many people who want to take people's heads with silver. The swordsman is for these people, killing the people they want to kill.

It was dusk, Qi Huan passed by the village where Yan was, killed the task given to him by his employer, and was about to leave after drinking in the village tavern.

But when Qi Huan casually threw the freshly cut off head in the corner of the tavern, he turned his head and saw Yan standing behind him, looking at the human head without any waves in his eyes.

Qi Huan was slightly surprised, and said, "When everyone sees me, they are afraid to avoid it, why is the boss lady not afraid?"

"It's not the person I killed, even if the head turns into a ghost, it's not me, what's so scary about me?" Yan said in a flat tone, and there was no provocation when he said it.

Qi Huan smiled slightly, lowered his head and took a sip of wine, and said, "The boss's wine is good wine." ”

"Your knife is also a good knife, but the yin qi is too heavy. Yan said with a faint expression and without emotion.

"How many of them are clean in this troubled world? I am a swordsman, either others kill me, or I kill others. Qi Huan smiled bitterly, and didn't seem to mind Yan asking.

Qi Huan didn't care about Yan's cold eyes, but came to Yan's tavern to drink every few days.

He seems to be always worried, maybe worrying about whether he will continue to kill tomorrow, or maybe worrying about whether he will be able to kill tomorrow.

Later, Qi Huan and his employer made an appointment to hand over in the tavern in this village, and when he handed over the head to the employer for inspection, the employer poured a full bowl of wine for Qi Huan and said: "Brother Qi is really a contemporary hero, so brave, you must drink this bowl of wine I poured for you, so as to be worthy of my fancy for you." ”

Qi Huan didn't say much, and being able to drink the wine poured by the employer himself also represented the employer's high opinion. Without hesitation, he raised the bowl and prepared to drink.

At that moment, Smoke came over quietly and knocked the bowl of wine to the ground.

Qi Huan and the employer were shocked at the same time, and the big-bellied employer said angrily: "Will you have a business? What are you doing!"

Yan faintly said with a sneer: "Is there any reason to hire a knife man to kill someone, and to poison a knife man to death?"

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