Monk Jueyuan's hand holding the rosary never stopped, and the pair of compassionate eyes showed unprecedented depth at this time.

Cuckoo......

A strange noise broke the silence.

"Little brother must be hungry!I'll go get some food!" The shopkeeper was obviously in better spirits after drinking the elixir given by Jueyuan, and ran to the back kitchen with a cigarette, and went to the wine cellar to see why his nephew had not come back for so long after pouring a wine.

When he arrived at the wine cellar, he found his nephew struggling to hold the wine jar, pouring wine into the funnel, and there were more than a dozen empty wine jars next to him.

"Uncle, you're finally here!!" the little guy put the wine jar on the ground and barely straightened up, looking like he couldn't laugh or cry.

"How much wine can be held in one gourd?!" the shopkeeper said incredulously.

"Who's to say it's not! I shook the gourd just now, and it feels like the bottom is not filled...... "The little guy thinks that according to this posture, it is estimated that all the wine in this cellar is not enough.

The shopkeeper of the "......" picked up the wine jar on the ground, and listened to the sound of the gourd while pouring, and sure enough, it ...... The sound remained the same, and the amount of wine was not much, as if it had been poured into an empty gourd.

"You go and serve two plates of cold dishes to a few immortals, and then fry a few side dishes that you are good at and serve them together! I'll pour it again, if it still doesn't grow, then it's really no way......" The shopkeeper instructed a few words and began to pour the wine diligently.

Ay!

The little servant answered, hurried into the kitchen and began to jingle and get busy.

......

At this time, Monk Jueyuan stopped twisting the rosary, looked at Jiang Renbao, who was still drinking, and said, "I don't know if Jiang Shaoxia has a clue?"

"Good wine, the more you drink, the more energetic you get!" Jiang Renbao replied to the question, and several people present were puzzled.

"Ahem...... the old cat coughed lightly twice, and reminded in a low voice, "Young master, what does the master think about you......?"

Belch......

Jiang Renbao scratched his head, laughed awkwardly twice, and said, "I haven't drunk for too long...... Don't be surprised, master......"

"Hehe, Amitabha, drinking looks at human nature, Jiang Shaoxia is so massive at such a young age! I think he is a bold person!" Jueyuan showed a kind smile and asked again: "I don't know if Jiang Shaoxia has a clue?"

Well......

Jiang Renbao pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know if the master paid attention to what the shopkeeper said, when that person came, he was dressed in Jinxia, but he deliberately released black qi to pretend to be demonic qi......! Moreover, now that I think about it, although that lifeline contains demonic energy, it is much weaker than the real lifeline...... It's like...... It's like ......"

Speaking of which, Jiang Renbao has never been able to find a suitable way to express that feeling.

"Like diluted sugar water?" monk Jueyuan tried to remind.

“...... It doesn't seem to be!" Jiang Renbao shook his head, "If you describe it this way, it's more like a diluted sugar syrup with some other ingredients added to it." ”

Hiss!

Jue Yuan gasped, and said with a solemn face: "What does Jiang Shaoxia mean is that someone has obtained part of Qin Huainan's natal horcrux, controlled the lifeline through some means, and transformed it?"

"It's hard to make a conclusion, and it may have something to do with Qin Huainan, and it may be his subordinates who may not be able to ......" Speaking of this, Jiang Renbao stopped his words and was silent for a long time before continuing: "There are too many possibilities, there are too few clues now, and it is impossible to confirm the exact direction based on speculation alone." If only there was any other relevant information......"

"Brother, could those two fortune tellers be in the same group as the black-robed man behind?" Jiang Xiaoyu on the side asked a question that was ignored by the two.

......

"According to common sense, those two people appeared in the open, obviously not afraid of being remembered for their appearances, while the people who came behind covered up their appearance...... Wouldn't it be superfluous if they were in a group, and the law of Kongsang clearly states that monks should not harm the lives of ordinary people...... Those two people dare to disobey the holy decree?" Jiang Renbao muttered to himself.

At this moment, the little maid walked out of the kitchen with the plate, deliberately avoiding Jiang Renbao, who was the closest, and chose to put the plate on the table on the side where Jiang Xiaoyu was.

Jiang Renbao saw that the little guy was avoiding his gaze, and smiled in his heart, and said, "Little brother, that matter is nothing, don't take it to heart! I don't blame you!"

When the little guy heard this, a flush rose on his face, extending to the root of his ear, and he said softly, "I'm sorry!"

"It's okay!" Jiang Renbao laughed, and the little misunderstanding between the two was over.

"Immortals, use it slowly, I'll go to the wine cellar to see if my uncle has done it!"

"You don't need too much, just enough to drink......" Speaking of this, Jiang Renbao's expression froze, and he turned his head to look at the old cat squatting on the corner of the table.

"Young master, what's wrong?" said the old cat.

"......" Jiang Renbao leaned over, put his hand to his mouth, and asked the old cat quietly: "Do you have any money?"

I saw the old cat's head slowly hang down, and then simply jumped off the table, meowed, licked its paws, smoothed its hair, and then lay on the ground and did not move.

......

"No money!" Although Jiang Renbao's voice was very small, he still didn't avoid the little guy's ears, "Don't worry, my uncle won't ask you for money from the immortals!" I'm used to it!" The misunderstanding between the two was put aside, and the little guy's words began to come from the heart, although he said it plainly and naturally, he could still hear some sarcasm.

Jiang Renbao lowered his head in shame, wondering if he would exchange a treasure in a ring for this wine.

At this moment, the shopkeeper trotted through the back door to the table where everyone was, holding the gourd in both hands, and looked like he couldn't laugh or cry.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Renbao took the sword glove and asked curiously.

"Young Hero...... Forget it if you don't give money! You gourd is so weird! I've poured nearly thirty jars of wine into it, and when I shake it, it still sounds like a little bit! Look...... Do you want to add it?" The shopkeeper was afraid that Jiang Renbao would not believe it, so he couldn't wait to take him to the cellar to have a look.

Belch......

And this kind of weirdness?

Jiang Renbao probed his divine thoughts into it at the moment, and indeed only saw a thin layer of wine covering the bottom, but the strange thing was that Mo Lijian, who was cheerful in the sword cultivation gourd on weekdays, was close to the wall at this time, motionless, as if he was afraid of something, like a student standing on the punishment station.

And at the bottom of the sword raiser, there would be a point of light flickering from time to time, and when Jiang Renbao observed carefully, he found that these flickering points of light were like stars in the sky.

"This ...... Is it a formation?" Jiang Renbao thought of a possibility, only to see that the layer of wine was still decreasing, and when there were only about ten drops left, the little starlight finally disappeared.

A long-lost aroma instantly diffuses!

This...... Is it a sword raiser?