Pan Long walked around the house, but he didn't find any clues, and then he was sure that he had probably really met the mountain god Lu Shan just now.

Being able to enter someone else's dream and send something is definitely not something that ordinary magicians can do.

Falling into a dream is nothing, let alone a sorcerer, many ghosts can do it. But transporting physical objects is a great magic power - just imagine, if you have this ability, if you want to kill anyone, you don't need to make a big move, as long as you carry a long needle in front of him in the middle of the night and nail it directly into his head, and it's over.

He had never heard of this method of killing, which probably meant that there were really very few sorcerers with this ability.

(How did he find me?)

Pan Long sat on the bed, frowning and thinking.

He had done it very secretively, and he didn't feel like he was revealing anything, and even if someone superior could read the memories of those soldiers, it was unlikely that he would find clues about himself from them.

What method did Lu Shan Mountain God use to find himself in the vast sea of people?

Pan Long couldn't figure it out.

Could it be that the likes of Immortal Buddhas really have such incredible magical powers?

Also, is this Lushan Mountain God the likes of immortals and Buddhas?

The more he thought about it, the more he didn't understand, so he could only sigh and put these doubts aside.

As for the gourd longevity spirit wine, he didn't drink it immediately.

Who is this master? Even if it is really the god of Lushan Mountain, this longevity spirit wine is also genuine, and it is not necessarily fine.

According to the story, the mountain god was a troublemaker. Even if I helped him, I also took his name. It is not impossible to reward and punish a little.

Maybe the wine will prolong life, but after drinking it, it will vomit and diarrhea. Or maybe you will get dizzy and drunk for days after drinking that wine...... These are all possible.

Anyway, he is still young and in no hurry to prolong his life.

Yes...... Maybe in the future, grandpa or some other elder will need it.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Han Feng's exclamation.

He hurriedly put away the spirit wine and broke into Han Feng's room, but saw Han Feng sitting on the bed in a daze, holding a small gourd in his hand, exactly like his own.

"Brother Long. Seeing Pan Long coming, Han Feng said a little stupidly, "I dreamed of the mountain god Lu Shan just now, and he also gave me a gourd of wine, saying that it can prolong my life for ten years." ”

Only then did Pan Long put his mind at ease and said with a smile: "I also dreamed about it, and he said that it was to thank us for helping him solve his troubles and giving us a gift." ”

"Ah, it's not a dream?"

"It's not supposed to be a dream. Li Qiang's voice came, and he also walked in, holding an identical gourd in his hand, "I also dreamed of the Lushan Mountain God just now and got a life-extending spirit wine." ”

The three of you look at me, I look at you, and finally laughed.

They tried to punish the county commander of Lubei County and the mandrill, not to curry favor with the mountain god. Unexpectedly, he unintentionally planted willows, and he actually pleased the mountain god of Lushan because of this, and got a gift from the mountain god, which can be described as an unexpected joy.

"What are you going to do with this wine?" Pan Long asked.

Han Feng laughed, directly pulled out the stopper of the wine gourd, tilted his neck, and drank all the small gourd wine.

"The taste is a little sour, and the old man Yamagami's sake brewing skills are not very good. He smacked his lips and said with a smile, "What do you want to do so much, just drink it! It's good to live for ten more years." ”

Pan Long smiled and looked at Li Qiang.

Li Qiang didn't do this, he thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to take this wine home." If there are still people with grandparents and grandmothers, honor them. If not, honor your mother. ”

Han Feng let out a "huh", looked at Li Qiang in surprise, and praised: "I can't see it, Lao Li, you are still a filial son!"

He was immediately a little annoyed: "If I had known, I would have kept this wine and brought it back to my father." He probably won't be able to become an innate master, and now he is almost fifty years old. It's better to give him a 10-year life extension than to waste ...... myself."

Pan Long smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't regret it, if you let your father choose, he must want you to prolong your life, not himself." What's more, it's only a ten-year extension of life, and to be honest, it's quite average. Maybe when we go to the rivers and lakes, we can find an elixir with a better life-prolonging effect!"

His words were not all simple comfort, among the longevity elixir, the effect is better than this wine, there are indeed many more.

Not to mention, the "Qiongyuhua" sold by the ancestors of the Pan family to the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce at the beginning can extend its life for 30 years, if not, it is impossible to sell it at a huge price, let alone let the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce soar into the sky.

And in the legends of Kyushu, elixirs whose life-prolonging effects are still above Qiong Yuhua also abound.

Among these elixirs, the most commonly mentioned are "Jiao Pear" and "Fire Jujube", and it is said that many immortals and Buddhas have planted them, and one can prolong life for a hundred years. At the beginning, the ancestors of the Pan family wanted to use the fragments of the Mountains and Seas to make it, but they failed to succeed in the "immortal grass", which allowed mortals to have an infinite lifespan comparable to that of an immortal Buddha and immortality.

In comparison, this one-gourd spirit wine, which has extended its life for ten years, is indeed not too amazing.

was persuaded by Pan Long, and Han Feng's mood was a little better. He was about to say something, when suddenly his eyes straightened, his face turned red, and he said in a daze, "Ah, I'm a little drunk." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he lay down and began to snore.

Pan Long and Li Qiang looked at each other, but they didn't expect this to happen.

The two of them hurriedly checked and made sure that Han Feng was really just drunk - his face was red, his breath was full of alcohol, and he had a stupid smile on his face, and he looked no different from ordinary drunks.

It's just that...... That small gourd, estimated to be no more than one or two wines, why is it drunk?

"He doesn't drink well?" asked Li Qiang.

Pan Long shook his head: "I don't dare to say that I have many brothers, and if you talk about ordinary spirits, one or two catties are not a problem." ”

"How much is this gourd?" Li Qiang curiously picked up the wine gourd that Han Feng had put aside after drinking, looked at it, picked up the teacup on the table, poured a glass of water from the clay pot with cold boiled water, and tried to pour it in.

After pouring half a cup, the wine gourd was full, and the water overflowed.

"It's true that there are only one or two......" Li Qiang muttered to himself, sat down on the chair, put away his things, and then craned his neck and drank the gourd water.

Pan Long watched him finish this and asked, "Does it still smell of wine?"

"It's a little bit, it's very light. Li Qiang said.

"Do you feel drunk?"

"Wait. ”

Li Qiang waited for a while, his face suddenly turned red, his body shook twice, he held on to the table next to him, stood up with some difficulty, his feet were not very steady, he took a step, and sat back again.

"Sure enough, the spirits!" he sighed a little inarticulately, "I didn't feel anything when I drank it, but after a while, I felt the wine rush up, harder than drinking a few large bowls of spirits!"

"So powerful?!" Pan Long was a little surprised, picked up the wine gourd and water cup on the table, poured a gourd, and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking the clear water, which almost had no smell of alcohol, he sat on the edge of the bed and rested for a while, and sure enough, he felt the strength of the wine rushing up. Although it is not as powerful as Li Qiang said, it is about the same as the feeling of drinking a large sip of spirits.

"This Lushan Mountain God's wine-making technique is really superb!" he couldn't help but praise, "What means did it take to make such a strong liquor?"

"There is a chance...... To go to Lushan, I asked him to give me some more. Li Qiang said vaguely, "You don't need to live long...... That's good......"

After saying that, he threw his head back and fell asleep in his chair.

Pan Long shook his head again and again: "It's just a matter of drinking and getting drunk, you can get drunk even if you drink water, it's a shame!"

He stood up, dragged Li Qiang back to his own room, threw him on the bed, and then closed the door of Han and Li's room, and went back to sleep himself.

When I woke up, it was already dawn.

When he went to wake up Li Qiang, Li Qiang was still a little sleepy-eyed and seemed to have a little bit of alcohol. Pan Long threw a wet towel in his face to make him fully sober.

"Ahh

So he hurriedly packed his luggage, and then came to Han Feng's room with Pan Long, but saw that Han Feng was still lying down in the same position as last night, and he was sleeping soundly, and the smell of wine on his body did not dissipate at all.

"What should I do? Do you want to wake him up?"

"Forget it, let him sleep. Pan Long smiled and said, "Anyway, we have to stay here until the New Year, and he can sleep as long as he wants." ”

"It's fine. So, I'll take my leave. ”

"Skipping breakfast?"

"There is dry food in the luggage, let's eat it on the way. It's getting late, and I'm going to get out quickly, or I'll not have time to find the town before dark. Li Qiang said, "Now, I really don't dare to live in the village station!"

As he spoke, he patted his waist, and Pan Long knew that he was patting the silver and longevity spirit wine hidden under his coat and in his leather waist pocket.

After closing Han Feng's door, Pan Long accompanied him downstairs, escorted him out of the inn, and watched him go all the way until he left the city.

"Have a nice trip, friend. ”

He silently blessed him, then returned to the inn, bought hot porridge cakes for breakfast, brought them upstairs, and sat in Han Feng's house for breakfast.

During the meal, he kept paying attention to Han Feng's appearance, but saw that this kid was always asleep, and he didn't mean to wake up.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat and sleep, so you can sleep well!"

Putting the valuable things on his body, he went downstairs and told the innkeeper, and went out leisurely and toured in Wugong Town.

Wugong Town is not big, and Pan Long only took less than half a morning to visit all the places worth seeing inside and outside the town. He also went on a trip to the carriage and horse shop, and the guy told him that the boss was out and would not be back until about two or three days later.

Obviously, the boss was on his way to investigate the carriage.

"Alas, without Han Feng by your side, shopping is also very boring!" Pan Long walked around for a while, only feeling bored.

No matter where Han Feng goes, he can quickly find scenic spots or cultural monuments worth visiting, whether it is a wall or a tree, he can happily say it for a long time. But when Pan Long visited by himself, he felt that everything was not interesting—it was nothing more than an old tree with a broken wall, what was so special?

Obviously, compared to Han Feng, he lacks the heart of a traveler.

In the same way, Han Feng may be able to write a number of travelogues, or even compile a few books, but he can probably only draw a map, marking things like "a certain year, month, and day, killed a group of robbers here", "a certain year, month, and day, and cleaned up a dog official there".

Although they are fellow countrymen and about the same age, the two of them are really like what Yan Zi said, Ye Tu is similar, but the taste is different.