The capital Hongchen is infatuated and bitter, greedy for joy for a while, but sighs how prosperous the world is.

Heaven.

"Xiao Lele, you are not kind, the Tianfeng clan asked me to build weapons, not to mention the materials needed, and also offered the most precious phoenix feather in their clan, and the same is true of the Tianhu clan, offering their ancestral recipes, and you want me to build weapons, but let me come over empty-handed, what kind of calculation are you playing?" Ghost Zun chuckled, if it weren't for a little friendship with his old father, he really wanted to tear this boy who didn't know the height of the sky with one hand.

Wen Le was not in a hurry, poured a glass of wine, put it in front of the Ghost Venerable and said, "I have long heard that the Ghost Venerable loves fine wine, so today you might as well try the newly brewed Acacia Drunk in our Heavenly Realm." ”

Ghost Zun raised his eyebrows, when he just came, before he arrived at the agreed place, he already smelled a refreshing aroma that came to his face, and he secretly thought in his heart that this kid didn't want to exchange wine, and now it seems that sure enough.

The wine was packed in a small crystal cup, the appearance looked very exquisite, the ghost took a closer look at the color of the wine, the color was thick and free of impurities, he shook the glass slightly, tilted the wine glass slightly, and took a sip, the taste was thick, soft and long, he secretly praised, good wine, I am afraid that there is no such flavor in the Five Realms.

The ghost venerable took a small sip and drank slowly, and his mood couldn't help but improve several times, and he even looked at the kid in front of him a lot. Wen Le poured another cup for the Ghost Venerable in due time, "What does the Ghost Venerable think?" ”

Ghost Venerable looked at Wen Le silently, "This wine is naturally good. ”

Wen Le said, "As long as the ghost venerable is satisfied." ”

Wen Le smiled lightly, as if he had long forgotten the purpose of coming, but he looked confident, and the ghost venerable also saved his thoughts, and went straight to the point, "Didn't the weapons that the Tianlong clan wanted to exchange for these bottles of wine?" ”

Wen Le replied, "Naturally not, there are thousands of treasures in the Shura Palace, and there is really nothing in the clan that can be put on the table." ”

Can't get it on the table, the corners of the ghost zun's mouth twitched slightly, and he snorted coldly in his heart, the ghost only believes, your dead ghost father, asked him for the dragon scale inkstone, but he still refuses to give it, and the nine lotus plants of the ages, one of the treasures of the town clan, can't be on the table? This stinky boy is also good at pretending to be garlic.

Ghost Venerable pondered for a moment and said, "Then how are you doing?" ”

As soon as Wen Le's hand turned, a sunken wooden box appeared in his hand, and said, "In addition, my Heavenly Dragon Clan promises to give Ghost Venerable three pots of wine every year, and both the Heavenly Realm and I will also allow Ghost Venerable to make a promise, as long as it can be done, we will do our best." ”

Ghost Venerable's hand lightly hit the stone table under his hand again and again, and there was no response for a long time, until Wen Le's face changed, and he slowly spit out two words, "Interesting." ”

It's really funny, no one in heaven and earth has ever dared to allow him a promise, and this kid not only agreed, but also as the leader of the heavenly realm, he promised him a promise on behalf of the heavenly realm.

Although the Heavenly Realm is headed by the Tianlong Clan, the Tianfeng Clan and the Tianhu Clan are not fuel-efficient lamps, and the old diehards of the two clans have seen it, and if they dare to take a piece of meat in their bowls, that person must have one less layer of skin! Except, of course, he can.

Ghost Venerable felt that he was becoming more and more curious about the son of the dead ghost, and he finally answered, "Yes, in the same way, I will provide all the materials I need." ”

Wen Le put his mind at ease and said, "That's nature. ”

Ghost Venerable sneered and said, "In three days, I will send what I need to the Shura Palace." With that, the Ghost Venerable disappeared in front of Wen Le in the blink of an eye, and along with the wine and box on the stone table, only a piece of paper full of words remained.

Wen Le exhaled, his back was already wet with sweat, this old ghost is really difficult to deal with, and I don't know who is difficult to guess with such a temperament and strength, who will be able to descend in the future......

At the end, after Wen Le finished reading the paper, his brows furrowed, this dead ghost is really, alas, forget it, let's think about how to get these materials first!

At that end, the ghost venerable opened the wooden box, looked at the dragon scale inkstone in the box, and the appearance of the dead ghost crying with a sad face appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help laughing.

Your Highness, the black slave and the four monsters looked at each other, and they didn't know what was going on.

Three days later, the Shura Palace, the materials arrived as scheduled.

Ghost Venerable looked at this box, and the abacus in his heart sounded, in fact, except for the five items in the box that were needed for smelting weapons, the rest were all he wanted to use in private, and the kid in the heavenly realm was quite interesting.

Spring goes to autumn, and the weapons promised to the Tianlong clan have been made, and those few wine pots have already bottomed out, and the time period for sending wine promised by the Tianlong clan has not yet arrived, and the ghost venerable has already committed a gluttony.

Unable to solve the gluttony, the ghost was in a bad mood, and his subordinates suffered one after another, and each wailed, and finally the monsters couldn't stand it anymore, so they sent black slaves to inquire.

As soon as the black slave asked, he knew the crux of the problem, and he proposed, "Why don't you let them send it in advance?" ”

Ghost Venerable immediately vetoed, "No, doesn't it seem that I'm too greedy for cups?" ”

The black slave wiped his sweat, thinking to himself that you know that you are greedy for cups, and he said, "Then why don't you go and have a few more drinks in the name of sending weapons?" ”

The Ghost Venerable glanced at the black slave and said, "What if they didn't bring out the wine?" ”

The black slave was helpless, "This, then this ......, why didn't the Lord tell them directly?" ”

Ghost Venerable snorted coldly, "Where does my face exist?" ”

The black slave said secretly, yes, yes, what you said is right, Lord.

Ghost Zun flicked his sleeves and said, "That's it, I'll go there myself, and I've never missed what I want." ”

Heaven.

After the ghost venerable delivered the things to the kid, he casually found a reason to wander around, he thought so, rather than waiting for the people from the heavenly realm to send it, it was better to directly grasp the source.

Originally, it was used to track souls and check people's footprints, but at this moment, he was used to find wine, and the result was naturally excellent, but after a while, he had already smelled the fragrance in the air.

The ghost venerable rarely climbed over the wall and found the source of the fragrance under a tree.

The tree is huge, the branches and leaves are also very luxuriant, and the tree is full of red threads of different thicknesses and lengths, although in the daytime, the red line is also glowing, and in this heavenly realm, where there are so many red lines, Ghost Zun doesn't need to think about it to know that this is the Acacia Pavilion, the place in charge of the marriage line in the world, but what makes Ghost Zun curious is the person who makes this wine.

Could it be that it is the old man, the little old man?

"Who? Who's there?? There was a sudden exclamation not far away, and the Ghost Venerable didn't have time to think about it anymore, and when he waved his hand, he picked up the wine jug that broke through the ground and hid in the giant tree.

"Oh my God, my wine, which one deserves to be damned, in broad daylight, you dare to steal my wine, how can it be unreasonable?!"

"It's really, it's too much, it's too much!"

"No, I'll have to ask the gatekeeper for a dog, lest the thieves come again!"

…………

Under the tree, the sound of scolding gradually faded away, and the ghost zun chuckled, but he hadn't seen such an interesting person for a long time, just leaning on the tree, the ghost zun drank a few pots of wine with satisfaction, and left quietly.