Seeing that the demon drank all the wine in the cup, Mu Yu added another cup to her.

"What kind of wine is this?" The demon cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, and she squinted at the green bubbles on the wine, and asked softly.

"This is the green ant wine that every household in Zhongzhou will make, because when the newly brewed rice wine has not yet been filtered, the surface of the wine will float light green wine residue, the shape is as thin as ants, so it is named." Mu Yu patiently introduced, "Mortal ink writers have a poem 'Green Ant New Brew Wine, Red Clay Small Stove', which is exactly this kind of wine. ”

The demon said with a little surprise: "I didn't expect that Xiao Xiangxiang is quite knowledgeable. ”

Mu Yu was the most unpraised, especially without the demon praise, he cleared his throat, drank the wine in his cup, and then asked: "Do the demons know, why do you want to drink alcohol on Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”

The demon thought to himself, probably because when he was slightly drunk, he was most susceptible to the old people and remembered the old things, which was the most appropriate for the beginning and end of the old and new years, so he said tentatively: "Is it drinking and thinking about people, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new?" ”

Mu Yu shook his head and said, "In fact, because in ancient times, there was a demon beast called Eve that would attack the village on this day, so this day is also called Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

"Is there any necessarily relationship between the night attack on villages and towns and the drinking on Chinese New Year's Eve?" The demon was very surprised, "Could it be that they are drinking to strengthen their courage and go out on Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”

After the demon finished speaking, he was amused by his own statement, Mu Yu looked at the demon Yingying's smile and couldn't hide his drunken eyebrows, and he was in a trance for a while.

"Clever smile, beautiful eyes" should be made according to her appearance at the moment, right? Such a thought broke into Mu Yu's heart for no reason, and he hurriedly poured himself another glass of wine, tilted his head and drank it all.

"This guest officer, there is no custom of drinking alcohol on Chinese New Year's Eve in Zhongzhou, and only during the Dragon Boat Festival can there be a custom of drinking."

The demon and Mu Yu followed the prestige together, only to see the guy who stayed at the inn standing at the table of the two with a plate of dim sum at some point, looking at Mu Yu with a serious face.

"Moreover, the Dragon Boat Festival does not drink green ant wine, but realgar wine." The guy added.

"This plate of dim sum is given to the two of you for free by our store, you can use it slowly." The man put down the plate of snacks and added another sentence.

"I really want to thank you." Mu Yu had a smirk on his face, and this sentence popped out from between his teeth word by word.

"Wherever you say, the people of Zhongzhou are very good teachers." After saying this, the guy slipped away, leaving only the smiling demon and Mu Yu who had nowhere to vent his anger.

"Little incense, will you continue to tell me the story of Chinese New Year's Eve?" The demon laughed enough, and when he saw that Mu Yu was still sitting alone drinking with a depressed face, he hurriedly asked.

"Do you really want to hear it?" Mu Yu took a serious look at the demon and did not find that she had the intention of taking the opportunity to mock herself.

"It's nature." The demon nodded earnestly.

"According to legend, in ancient times, there was a demon beast called 'Xi', which had antennae on its head, resembling a rhinoceros, and was extremely ferocious." While speaking, Mu Yu also put on a fierce expression, and such an expression appeared on Mu Yu's beautiful face, which made the demon laugh non-stop.

"And then?" The demon asked with a smile.

"Later, people put big red paper on the doors and windows, and ensured that the lights in the house were bright all night to drive away the monsters." Mu Yu continued, "Because it is difficult to fall asleep because of the lamp all night, the ancients developed the custom of drinking alcohol on Chinese New Year's Eve, and it was easier to fall asleep after getting drunk. ”

"Not so, guest officer." I don't know when, the innkeeper actually appeared here again, he held a lamp in his hand, looked at Mu Yu with a serious face, and continued to speak, "Xi was actually scared away by the sound of firecrackers, because people were worried that Xi would make a comeback, so on this day, the candles were bright, and he waited for the New Year." ”

"By the way, this lamp is also given to the two of them for free by our store." The man put down the lamp in his hand and added.

"Would you like to hear me say thank you again?" Mu Yu said weakly.

"Where's the guest officer?" The guy laughed, "Do you have any other orders?" ”

Mu Yu shook his head slowly, and when he saw that the guy wanted to turn around and leave, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and called out to him: "You shouldn't come again, right?" ”

The demon suspected that she should be a little drunk, and she actually tasted a faint pleading from Mu Yu's tone.

As Mu Yu wished, the man did not come again, but he had already chatted with him, ate a few snacks, drank a few green wines, and then went back to his room early under the pretext of being drunk.

The demon suddenly felt bored, so he also went back to his room to rest.

She obviously underestimated the stamina of this green ant wine. When I woke up in the middle of the night, my mouth was as dry as if it had been roasted by fire, and my head was aching suddenly.

The demon took advantage of the starlight flowing in from the window, touched the square table, and poured himself a cup of herbal tea.

A cup of herbal tea into the abdomen, the demon sleepy, she looked out of the window, the slight style picked up the starlight and fell between the eyebrows, at the moment the ink is empty, the stars are shining into the sea.

The mind is like water, frosted by thoughts.

The demon couldn't help but think of Pujia again, remembering the countless days and nights in the canyon, he closed his eyes and practiced on the bluestone slab, and he looked up at the stars in the sky.

The head was still aching faintly, maybe it was a little stuffy in the room, the demon gently pushed open the window, and was just about to take a deep breath, when he was suddenly swept up by an inexplicable force and thrown out of the window.

The demon fell heavily on the snow, and she looked up, just in time to see the swaggering red paper on the open window.

"Won't it?" An ominous premonition arose in the demon's heart, and at the same time, a huge black shadow covered the starry sky, which also confirmed the thoughts in the demon's heart.

She and Yusi looked at each other, like meat lying on a cutting board, looking at the knife that was about to be swung.

Xi slowly raised her sharp claws and swung them towards the demon's neck, and the demon quickly transformed into a peach, and her suddenly shrunken body dodged the fatal blow.

She began to roll desperately through the streets, and Xi chased after her. The demon remembered for no reason a word he had learned in Luan'er's memory - two dragons playing with pearls.

Or change it to a more appropriate word - a night of peach.

In this way, the demon fled, and the night chased after him, without stopping.

The demon turned a few more corners, only to find himself running into a dead end.

"It's over." At this moment, the demon was completely drunk, and she turned back into a human form, leaning against the innermost wall of the alley, watching the evening get closer and closer.

Xi once again raised his front paws high, the sharp claws reflected the bright light of the stars, and crossed a graceful arc in the quiet air, and the demon subconsciously closed his eyes.