Qin Feng handed over the tools and operation details of the liquid distillation method to Lao Li, who immediately patted his chest and promised that he could come here to get wine in the early morning after three days.

The two took their leave.

In the courtyard, Lao Li sat back on the stone bench, and an incredible scene happened.

I saw the broom that had fallen to the ground stand up and began to clean the courtyard.

Unprocessed sorghum is constantly stripped of grain by inexplicable force and thrown into baskets.

The sticks in the cauldron began to stir by themselves, and even the wine cup on the table was lifted by something, and began to pour the wine.

Lao Li seemed to think of something, stood up, and knocked on the ground with his cane.

In the corner near the outer wall of the courtyard, the sand and dust were billowing and the ground was cracked, revealing the downward stone steps.

As you descend the stone steps, there is a huge cellar, and the space is many times larger than the courtyard!

As far as the eye can see, the candles are flickering, and there are all the tablets of the dead, and under the tablets, there are jars of wine piled up one after another.

Lao Li's eyes were cloudy, and he said with a smile: "Guys, I know a new method of winemaking, and the wine that is brewed is fragrant and strong.

When the time comes, I'll give you a taste. ”

The fire flickered, and no one answered.

A sigh echoed in the cellar.

......

On the way back for Qin Feng and the others, Lan Ningshuang suddenly lowered her head and bit her lip and said, "Uncle, blame me for my low strength and failure to protect your safety." ”

Qin Feng smiled when he heard this: "Miss Lan has already stepped into the Divine Martial Seven Rank at such a young age, and the sword intent is heavy in the Yue realm, which is also called low strength?"

Then uncle, aren't I a waste? ”

"But ...... just now"

"How old is he, and how old are you going to compare himself to?"

Feeling that the beauty beside him was still blaming himself, Qin Feng stopped and said solemnly: "There are many kinds of Taoist systems in the world, among which the martial arts are the purest, and they are open-minded, you don't want to drill the tip of the horns and affect the improvement of cultivation." ”

"However, if it weren't for me, my uncle wouldn't have been forced to cooperate with that person."

"Forced? I said why are you so guilty, it turned out that you misunderstood......" Qin Feng shook his head and chuckled: "I cooperated with Senior Li, I was willing, and I was definitely not forced to say it, you don't have to blame yourself anymore." ”

"Uncle, you don't have to comfort me." Lan Ningshuang bit her lip, her face even more guilty.

Hey, this Nizi is also a tendon...... In desperation, Qin Feng could only tell the reason: "What do you think, who does that predecessor look like?" ”

"Who?" Lan Ningshuang was stunned for a moment, and Wu Zi began to analyze: "The temper is a little hot, he does things straightforwardly, he is arrogant but very principled at the same time, and the scars on his body are like ...... Soldiers fighting on the battlefield? ”

Qin Feng nodded, his eyes full of admiration: "If my guess is correct, Senior Li is not an ordinary soldier yet, but a person who survived the battle of Zhenlingguan eighteen years ago. ”

"The Battle of Zhenling Pass?" Lan Ningshuang exclaimed, this kind of battle can be said to be known to everyone in the Great Qian Dynasty, and those who went to Zhenling Pass to die were all called heroes by the people of the Southern Regions, but ......

"I'm afraid my uncle is mistaken, the 100,000 soldiers who went to Zhenlingguan back then have already died in the long river of history, and no one has survived."

Qin Feng was shocked: "How come?" I read the records in the history books, didn't less than 100 people return it? ”

Lan Ningshuang replied: "That's true, but my uncle doesn't know that Garuda has accumulated dragon blood in his body because of his perennial dragon eating, and it has turned into a curse fire.

The soldiers who survived that year were not able to reunite with their families, and on the way back, they were burned by the Garuda curse fire, and their bones were gone.

"The History of the Spirit War of Daqian Town" is also recorded, less than 100 people returned, and the corpses were hidden in the wilderness, and so far, no one knows where the ashes of those returned soldiers were sprinkled. ”

Qin Feng opened his mouth and recalled the content of the history book he saw in Yuxuan, it really didn't explain it, what was the final result of the surviving soldiers, was it really dead?

No, no, at the place where Senior Li broke his leg, the inextinguishable flame light that could not be seen with the naked eye was clearly Garuda's curse fire!

But if Senior Li was really a remnant soldier of the First Battle of Zhenlingguan, why did he disappear and hide in this small Jinyang City?

Qin Feng thought about it, but he couldn't understand the reason.

Perhaps, you can go to listen to Yuxuan and ask that bad old man?

Qin Feng had an idea, and immediately took the blue condensation frost and went to Tingyuxuan.

......

The old man shook his fan and glanced at the two: "Yo, it's quite early to come today?" Having said that, there was no surprise in the old man's words, as if he had expected it.

"Baili senior, junior has something to understand......" Qin Feng was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Stop! I'm just a bad old janitor, you want to know something, go inside and find out for yourself. The old man cocked Erlang's legs, looking like a god.

Lan Ningshuang frowned slightly.

I really want to beat up this bad old man...... Qin Feng clenched his fists, but finally let go, after all, he still had to ask for help.

"Senior, listening to the books on the third floor of Yuxuan, I have already read almost everything, and the junior wants to ask, if you want to go to the floor above the third floor to read, what conditions do you need?" Qin Feng was so angry, he was mentally prepared to be embarrassed by the bad old man, but the next words made him never expect it.

"Conditions? You don't need any conditions, you can go up if you want to, except for the ninth floor, you can go around the rest. The old man replied casually.

"It's as simple as that?" Qin Feng's eyes widened, his expression of disbelief.

The old man shook his fan and said leisurely: "Do you remember the last bet?" ”

Qin Feng recalled for a moment and said tentatively: "Poetry above six zhang? ”

"Yes, I said at the time, as long as you write poems above six zhang, listen to Yuxuan and you can come and go as you like.

And I took down your poems again, and the limit below the three layers naturally has to be stopped, otherwise if I am greedy for a junior's cheapness in vain, where will I put my old face? The old man plucked out his ears and blew away the filth on them.

That's it, and you still have a face...... The corners of Qin Feng's mouth twitched, he suddenly thought of something, and asked again: "In that case, why didn't the senior say it before?" ”

"Didn't I say that?" The old man raised an eyebrow.

"Did you say that?" Qin Feng immediately asked rhetorically, complaining in a complaining tone.

The two were deadlocked, and after a long time, the old man yawned: "Then you didn't ask before, so be it, if you want to go in, go in quickly, don't disturb me to rest." ”

I really want to beat him up!

Qin Feng forcibly suppressed the grievances in his heart, and said sideways: "Miss Lan, please go to Wangyue Residence and tell Shopkeeper Peng that the matter of drinking has been resolved."

Then in the past three days, I shouldn't leave Tingyuxuan, so I don't need your guard, if there is anything urgent, just come here to find me. ”

"Okay, uncle." Lan Ningshuang said goodbye and left.

Qin Feng stepped into Tingyuxuan, but he didn't notice that at the corner of the street, there was a figure standing with a weird smile on his face, staring at his back.

This person is one of the seven-rank martial artists in the city lord's mansion who has come back from the dead!

I saw him slowly approaching Tingyu Xuan, and his right hand slowly touched the saber on his waist.

But just when he was only ten zhang away from Tingyuxuan, a breeze blew, his figure was stunned, and his body turned into smoke and dust in the blink of an eye!

It all happened in the midst of lightning and flint, and no one was even around!

The old man Baili was still lying on the rattan chair, squinting his eyes, and muttering: "Is it a mouse, why does it smell." ”