Thanks to the monthly pass of Fat Man 92kg, Yuan Ze, Daoyue Lin Xi, Black Week 3, and Double Wing Phantom Fish.

The third more. This month is full of attendance, dangdang! 250,000 words! ――

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a beauty in the rivers and lakes who looked like a fairy, named Murong Yan.

She fell in love with Huang Yaoshi, so she went to Ouyang Feng, who opened a black shop, and asked him to kill her brother Murong Yan. Because her brother, who had a crush on her, prevented herself from falling in love with Huang Yaoshi...... Many years later, Murong Yan became a famous swordsman in the rivers and lakes, and her name was Dugu to seek defeat.

Wu Chen blinked violently again, and finally determined that the person in front of him, who was dressed in a strong suit, heroic and handsome, was Murong Yan in his memory. From "East Evil and West Poison".

"It turned out to be ...... Murong Gongzi. Wu Chen's eyes were complicated, and he clenched his fists.

"Murong has seen the master." With a flick of his toes, the pine-scented soap flew into his hand. Then he sniffed as if no one was around: "What a pure pine fragrance." ”

"If the son likes ......" Before Wu Chen finished speaking, Murong Yan generously hugged his fists: "So, thank you." ”

“…… You're welcome. Wu Chen smiled in return.

was about to leave, but Murong Yan grabbed his wrist: "Master, come and don't be rude, go, I'll invite you to drink." ”

"I still have something to ......" The soles of his feet loosened, and the person was pulled up like a kite.

"There are endless things to do every day, stealing half a day of leisure, why not get drunk in a dream, hahaha......" stared at the uninhibited figure in front of him. Wu Chen sighed.

Flying a kite, he pulled Wu Chen through the streets and alleys. Arrive at an antique dish. In the neighborhood full of Chinese style, Murong Yan tidied up her sleeves and knocked on the door. Wu Chen suddenly found that this door seemed to be wooden!

"I'm sorry that we don't welcome guests today!" A deep voice penetrated through the door panel and drilled into Wu Chen's mind. He's a master!

"I'm here to pay back the drink." Murong Yan laughed loudly.

"Wait a minute!" The people inside are also turning fast.

A door panel was vigorously removed, and a strong man like an iron tower followed closely and blocked the gap. Condescendingly, he looked at Murong Yan who was standing at the foot of the stairs and Wu Chen behind him, and spread out his iron palms the size of a fan. Checked up and down: "Bring it." ”

"Pick it up." Murong Yan gently threw Wu Chen's soap into his hand.

Seeing this small piece of soap sliding around in his palm, the tower-like strong man subconsciously sniffed his nose, and suddenly hugged his fist at Wu Chen with a respectful face: "It turned out to be a master." ”

"I know it's a master, and I don't get out of the way." Murong Yan's eyes were crossed.

"Yes, yes, the villain should die, the villain should die......" The strong man resigned a few steps back and made way for the way.

Turning around and seeing Wu Chen looking at him with a black face, Murong Yan laughed: "Borrow flowers to offer Buddha, borrow flowers to offer Buddha." ”

“……”

The hotel is not big, and it is rare that the tables, chairs and benches are all wooden. A thick carpet was also laid on the floor. It's not necessary to take off your shoes. For there is no ash in the prison city at all. Familiarly, he pulled Wu Chen to an antique sandalwood long table. Dashing to wipe away the non-existent dust on the wooden bench cut from the roots of an ancient tree for Wu Chen, Murong Yan smiled and stretched out his hand: "Please sit." ”

"Thank you." What else can Wu Chen do. I had to sit on a wooden bench.

"Shopkeeper, serve the wine!" Murong Yan sat across from Wu Chen.

"Come on, come on...... a half-aged holding the jar for aging, rolling up with a strong fragrance and approaching prettyly. Rao is a Hong Kong film, and Wu Chen, who has seen it all, can't recognize the origin of this charming proprietress who still exists.

"Please slow down, two." Pour a bowl of wine for Wu Chen and Murong Yan each, the proprietress has fluttering sleeves and the fragrance is coming.

Wu Chen sniffed, and there seemed to be a faint Buddhist fragrance in the strong aroma of rouge gouache. subconsciously glanced at the proprietress with heavy makeup, and faintly felt familiar. It's a pity that the heavy makeup on his face covered his original appearance, so that Wu Chen couldn't distinguish the deity.

"Master, do it first for respect." Murong Yan is really a ...... Drunkard.

Before Wu Chen raised his glass, he had already made three bowls in a row. Three bowls of three bowls but not three bowls!

Wu Chen took a small sip gently, the entrance was sweet, and the aftertaste was long. Indeed, it is good wine. Looking at the wine again, it is crystal clear, without a trace of turbidity, which is even more rare. And Wu Chen didn't smell a trace of milk. Obviously, the water is also excellent.

"Why don't the guests drink?" Seeing that Wu Chen took it and put it down, the proprietress asked with a smile.

"Curiosity is better than good wine." Wu Chen raised his head and smiled: "Dare to ask the proprietress where does this brewing water come from?" ”

"Your own backyard."

"There's a well in the backyard?"

"There are no wells, no trees."

"Water comes out of wood?"

"Fallacy, gold gives birth to water, and water gives birth to wood."

"The five elements are born together!" Wu Chen suddenly woke up.

How could he have forgotten that there were still five forms!

Water begets wood, wood begets fire, fire begets earth, earth begets gold, and gold begets water!

And so on and so forth!

"So, this brewing water is born of the five elements?"

"Correct." The proprietress nodded happily.

"Dare to ask Madame's name?" Such a big coffee, Wu Chen shouldn't remember it.

"It's good for Lang Jun to call Nu Xiang'er." The proprietress said a blessing.

"Xiang'er ......" Wu Chen really can't remember any Xianxia movie with this character.

"Master, what are you talking about these mundane things? Drink, drink! ”

Wait for Wu Chen to bow his head again, okay, a jar of wine has been drunk by Murong Yan!

Seeing that his drunken eyes were hazy and his eyebrows were slightly slanted, Wu Chen suddenly woke up: "Brother Murong, this wine ...... It won't be called drunk and dreaming of death, right? ”

"Yunting seals the altar and returns to the clouds." The proprietress replied softly.

"Good name." As long as it's not drunk and dreaming of death, everything is easy to say!

"Master, it seems that you are also a man of temperament." Murong Yan smiled and picked up the wine bowl: "The last bowl of wine, I respect the great master." ”

"Wu Chen, just call me Wu Chen." Wu Chen raised a bowl to greet him.

"That's great!" Murong Yan raised his head and drank it all.

Wu Chen could only accompany him to finish a bowl of wine.

also said that it was not a drunken dream......

After a bowl of belly, Wu Chen suddenly became dazed. Murong Yan's appearance gradually atomized in front of her eyes, turning into a white man......

"Master? Guru? "I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, there was a long call in my ears. Consciousness converges bit by bit. Wu Chen opened his eyelids slightly with difficulty.

"Master. It's not too early, and if you don't go back, I'm afraid that the people around you will worry. The proprietress softly reassured.

Wu Chen blinked, and the demigod-level spiritual power began to gather, dispelling the drunkenness in one fell swoop.

Suddenly raised his head, and saw the face of the proprietress who was still charming. "How long have I been asleep, Brother Murong?"

"About two hours. Murong Gongzi has already taken the lead. ”

Wu Chen smiled and nodded. Take a small bar of soap from your pocket and gently place it on the corner of the table.

"Brother Murong's wine money in the future. It's all in my account. ”

"The slave has written it down." The proprietress smiled softly.

Wu Chen took a deep breath, his lips and teeth still lingered, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good wine." ”

"Master Xie's praise." The proprietress smiled and saluted.

Wu Chen couldn't stand these ancient etiquette, so he scratched his nose and smiled bitterly: "The younger brother's name is Wu Chen, how is it commensurate with his wife and brother?" ”

"I can't make it, I can't ......make it," the proprietress waved her hand again and again.

But Wu Chen trembled with the flowers and branches called by Sister Xiang'er, and he could only rely on him.

Before leaving, Wu Chen thought about going to the backyard to take a look at the ancient tree, but after thinking about it, he might as well give up. Just like he secretly made soap, it is estimated that it is also a secret that people do not pass on.

It's better not to see it.

Just as she was about to say goodbye, the proprietress said again: "Before Murong Gongzi leaves." Let the slave family give this to the younger brother. Say, there is time to go to his tea shop for a cup of tea. ”

After buying it, I found that it was a dragon-shaped ancient jade. should be extremely precious.

After chatting with the proprietress for a few words, Wu Chen said goodbye and returned to the Paradise Nightclub.

The prison city with a mix of various styles really made him look at it.

There are not only seven nightclubs, but also chic shops such as Xiang'er, and even Dugu has opened a home...... Tea shop?

Wu Chen believes that it must be more than just a place to drink tea.

Well, be sure to check it out when you have time.

"I'm back." The witch who was helping him take care of the bonsai hurriedly greeted the door.

"Lamp oil?" Wu Chen asked with a smile.

"It's delivered." The witch said softly, "The queen has put it in the warehouse, and she can use it at any time." ”

"Okay." Wu Chen nodded and threw himself towards the big bed in the room.

Sniffing the wine-scented air, the witch hurried over. "Drunk?"

"Oh, when I met a friend, I drank a bowl with him." Wu Chen threw himself into the big bed and fell asleep.

The witch didn't ask, but sat down gently on the edge of the bed and pressed the acupuncture points for him that would help him sober up.

A burst of warmth came from his back, Wu Chen hummed comfortably, and then fell asleep.

The witch gently pressed Wu Chen's acupoints and watched him fall asleep. Gently approaching his neckline, he took a long breath. After making sure that the smell of rouge gouache that he smelled when he entered the door did not stick to his body, he smiled, and the whole person was full of light and elegant energy.

The hostess's wine is excellent.

It seems to have a rejuvenating effect. Wu Chen's mental power that has been consuming these days has been replenished by a bowl of wine.

No wonder Murong Yan ran to the tavern when he was fine.

The principle of making kerosene lamps is not complicated at all. Soon, Wu Chen transformed the headlights of abandoned cars into oil lamps, combined into a huge light curtain, which was lit and used to fill the light of the bonsai.

Since there is a tree in the backyard of the proprietress herself, she should be able to survive as well.

According to Queen Lenor, there used to be water and food in the prison city. Prison guards bring in regularly. However, as the number of prisoners increased, and there were fewer monks, various attacks on transport convoys occurred from time to time, causing heavy losses to the guards. Gradually, the convoy never showed up again. The supplies were cut off, and the prisoners began all kinds of difficult self-rescue. However, in the end, all the livelihood is not dry.

Over time, the city is full of the visual sense of blocking elves, and it naturally arises.

This turquoise bonsai has become a scene full of vitality in Wu Chen's room. The light curtain around the bonsai does not need to be turned on 24 hours a day, and it is enough to open for two hours each day in the morning, noon and evening. There is also the distilled water collected by Wu Chen, which should also be used very carefully. It's good to leave the daily care to the witch, she is more careful than Wu Chen.

Now that the bonsai is alive, what was promised to the dark queen Margin must be done.

So Wu Chen took the witch to the Black Magic Beauty Salon non-stop to refine an exclusive soap containing his own body fragrance for the Dark Queen. (To be continued.) )