Chapter 12: The Temptation of Immortal Brewing

The rich aroma of wine that I felt next door just now is even stronger than breathless, as if a breath is full of the aroma of this wine, the aroma of wine enters the body, and the whole body is suddenly full of Tai, as if eating ginseng fairy fruit, and there is a lazy drunkenness in the body, at the same time, there is a kind of choking feeling of liquor in this wine aroma, the two are combined, and the wonderful sense of smell formed is simply irresistible.

Fang Ling didn't seem to notice Jiang Zifu's coming, poured another glass of wine, took a sip and spilled it on the ground, with a disappointed face.

Jiang Zifu coughed lightly, and seeing that Fang Ling didn't react, his voice was raised a little higher, and Fang Ling seemed to have found someone, showing a suspicious expression.

Jiang Zifu wanted to say that he was a little embarrassed to drink the other party's pot of wine, so he straightened his clothes and begged for almost: "I smelled the rich aroma of wine here just now, I can't help but come over and take a look, the son won't mind." ”

Fang Ling smiled faintly and said, "It seems that Brother Tai is also a good drinker, since he is a fellow believer, how can he mind?"

Jiang Zifu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sat opposite with a smile, looked at the tranquil water, and asked Fang Ling: "Childe, you take a sip like this and pour it out, I don't know what the purpose is?

Fang Ling stopped his movements and smiled at Jiang Zifu and said, "Brother Tai is a person who is good at wine, what do you think of these wines?"

Jiang Zifu had a straight face and said solemnly: "This wine shop almost gathers the best liquor in our entire Cai country, and each of these dozens of wines has its own flavor, of course, when it comes to spirits, it is undoubtedly a burning knife." ”

Fang Ling shook his head and said, "Brother Tai's words have some truth, it's just that these are just mortal wines, if compared to the wine of immortals, they are like worlds apart. ”

"Immortal...... Immortal wine?" Jiang Zifu was taken aback.

Fang Ling smiled slightly, picked up the wine jug, and poured a small glass of soothing water, which was different from the transparent color of ordinary wine, but the soothing water was like gold, falling into the glass of water, the golden light was shining and dazzling.

However, he pushed this small glass of wine in front of Jiang Zifu, Jiang Zifu didn't expect Fang Ling to let him drink this cup, and swallowed it unconsciously.

Fang Ling said with a smile: "After drinking this glass of wine, Brother Tai will know that everything he drank before is just mortal." ”

"That'...... It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate. Jiang Zifu was actually so happy that he was dying, but on the surface he still had to make a reserved appearance, he carefully picked up the wine glass, put it under his snort and sniffed it habitually, this smell didn't matter, as if the pores of the whole body were so comfortable that they opened all at once, he didn't dare to hesitate, the wine glass was on his lips, and slowly drank this cup of soothing water.

The soothing water entered the throat, turned into wisps of qiong juice and drilled into the eight veins of the Qi Jing, suddenly, Jiang Zifu only felt that his body was as light as a feather, but he almost didn't fly, and that kind of comfort was accompanied by the choking taste of spirits, the muscles bulged slightly, sour, crispy, spicy, even if he used up the words he had learned in his life, it was difficult to describe one thousandth of it, the only thing Jiang Zifu could do was to close his eyes, lean back on the chair, and revel in it, as Fang Ling said, just after this mouthful, he suddenly felt that all the things he had drunk before were all residues and rotten juice, which was not worth mentioning。