Longding Manor, inner courtyard pavilion.

Ye Bei sat on the stone chair and leisurely watched Zhao Shansheng pouring wine.

Zhao Shansheng poured wine quietly and didn't say a word.

But when Ye Bei looked at the wine bottle and smelled the rich and mellow aroma of wine, his thoughts couldn't help but drift far away.

Set back thousands of years.

On that day, Ye Bei traveled through the mountains and rivers, passing through the town, and met a boy on the way, who felt like an old friend, so he helped him.

But the town was poor, and there was only loess everywhere.

Ye Bei thought for a while, and then thought of a way to guide the boy's porcelain process.

And the boy had a great interest in the craft......

Hone day and night, and finally learn a superb technique.

Later, in order to help the town get rid of poverty and become rich...... The boy selflessly and fearlessly passed on this craft to his neighbors.

Time passes, and the years fly.

Many years later...... The porcelain in that town has been passed down through the ages, marveling at the world! Even in modern times, the town is still famous among the world's owners: Jingdezhen!

It's a pity, the years are too hard.

When looking at the blue and white porcelain wine bottle, Ye Bei couldn't remember the boy's name for a while.

In addition to porcelain......

The familiar aroma of wine also made Ye Bei's thoughts flutter!

On the cruel battlefield, blood flowed like a river, a general in armor, holding the ground with one hand and a long sword stained with blood in the other, pierced his heart fiercely, obviously dead, but standing tall on this battlefield.

Ye Bei passed through this place, looked at the desolation in the sky, and looked at the general who did not fall, and he actually felt something in his heart and felt sorrow.

That day......

Yebei took rootless water as the source and desolation as the root, borrowed the helmets of the generals and soldiers, and filled it with fine wine!

The aroma of wine wafts.

Cover the battlefield with the smell of blood......

But the desolation that pervades the air is not extinguished at all!

Because, the general once slaughtered 10,000 people because of Ye Bei's words...... Killing God in vain!

In later history, it was recorded that Bai Qi committed suicide, but no one knew how heroic he died.

One is an old man who I met by chance and is similar, proficient in porcelain.

A crazy god of killing!

Time and fate have always been so magical......

Two people in the same era, who can never collide together, what they left behind after endless years...... But they were able to get together unexpectedly...... It's just that no one knows the line in the middle.

"Master, it's good!" Filling the three wine glasses separately, Zhao Shansheng slowly spoke.

This voice pulled Ye Bei back from his thoughts......

"Shansheng, you are attentive! The wine jug is the earliest batch of blue and white porcelain in Jingdezhen during the Yuan Dynasty, with exquisite workmanship and delicate patterns. Ye Bei spoke slowly.

Zhao Shansheng didn't have much surprise when he heard it, if Ye Bei couldn't recognize it, it would be strange: "Yes, master...... This flask is something I got at great expense, and I may never find a second one in the world! However, the origin of this wine is also unusual......"

"Wine is good too!" Ye Bei interrupted, looked at the pale green and mysterious wine in the crystal cup, and continued: "Using the blue and white porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty to seal the wine of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period in the cold and damp soil, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and bathe in the essence of the sun and the moon, not only can ensure the perfect quality of this wine, but also make this blue and white porcelain more bright and thorough......

Wang An sat aside......

After hearing Ye Bei's words, he was a little surprised.

Although at the beginning, he realized that the origin of this wine bottle and wine was not simple, but he never imagined that there would be such a long history...... The wine preserved from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period has turned green in color, and the thousand-year-old wine is mellow and rich, this kind of thing, even if there is endless wealth, it may not be able to get it!

No wonder Zhao Shansheng said that it was something he had treasured for many years!

"Sure enough, you are worthy of the master, you are completely right!" Zhao Shansheng nodded, he had studied these wines, but his knowledge was limited, he only knew that they came from a long river of distant history, but he didn't know what its name was, after listening to Ye Bei's words, he couldn't help but ask: "Then, master, you should know the name and real historical origin of this wine, right?" ”

"The name of the wine? And history? Ye Bei's voice muttered, his eyes narrowed.

Whew......

Inside the pavilion, as the dark clouds in the sky thickened, a breeze blew, and the cold air overflowed.

Zhao Shansheng stood in front of Ye Bei, leaning over and looking respectful, waiting for Ye Bei's answer.

Wang An was also curious and listened carefully.

"This wine is called blood wine!" Ye Bei said seriously, in fact, when he made this wine, he didn't name it...... But today, after a thousand years, it is added at will.

Seeing that the curiosity in the eyes of the two deepened, Ye Bei continued softly: "This wine is taken from the battlefield, and it is brewed with rootless water, because of the war, the air is all blood mist, and the rootless water is combined at the moment it falls, which creates this fine wine!" ”

Well?

The two who were originally curious.

Hearing this, his expressions suddenly changed......

Wang An didn't dare to look directly at the wine anymore, although the pale green color looked beautiful, but he always felt that it was not clean.

Zhao Shansheng's body trembled violently, he had a general understanding of Ye Bei's origin, he knew that Ye Bei was immortal and had gone through endless years...... He also knew that Ye Bei had never said some illusory words.

Bloodwine ......

On this occasion, take out this wine yourself.

The implication is a little deep......

"Sir...... The old slave didn't mean it, the old slave will take it down! Zhao Shansheng hurriedly said.

Ye Bei shook his head lightly: "Blood wine, it's just a name!" History is just a piece of information, not only wine, this peaceful world, every scene and thing, which one is not watered with blood? Drink it......"

The voice fell.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Bei stretched out his white fingers and held the crystal wine glass.

Long sleeves to cover.

Graceful movements......

One sip is to drink the blood wine in one gulp!

The aroma is mellow, lingering between the lips and teeth, and the aftertaste is endless...... After a thousand years, being able to drink the wine he once brewed is definitely a happy thing for Ye Bei!

Wang An and Zhao Shansheng saw this......

Even though they had different thoughts, at this time, they didn't dare to hesitate, they all picked up their wine glasses and drank not a drop left!

"Sit down and eat!"

Seeing that the two of them drank it all, they opened their mouths flatly.

Zhao Shansheng put the golden dragon head cane aside, sat down respectfully without politeness, but at the moment when he drank the blood wine, he only felt that his stomach seemed to be burning, his mind was buzzing, and a kind of uneasy emotion spread in his heart! Even the heart is racing like crazy.

Between drinks, everything is gone!

That's probably how it feels......

……

Click!

In fact...... When Zhao Shansheng noticed it, it was already a foregone conclusion.

When Ye Bei put down the wine glass, outside the Longding Manor, blood flowed like a river!