Xiangmanlou is not the best restaurant in Qingzhou, but it is the most prosperous business, because although there are no high-ranking and dignitary guests here, but because there is a chef with extraordinary skills, he can make ordinary dishes into a beautiful taste, and more importantly, the wine here is mellow and fragrant, and the price is fair, even those ordinary people, labor coolies can come here to drink a few bowls, over time, here has naturally become a lively scenery in Qingzhou City, I heard that the shopkeeper who has recently read the year of not being confused actually gave birth to a son, the old man has a son, Joy and joy, not only lowered the price of wine, but also ordered Xiao Er at night to stop mixing water into the wine, so that the business is better, the shopkeeper is holding the fat son, and he is laughing and can't see his eyes.

On this day, two guests came to the door, one was extraordinary, his eyes were like torches, followed by a Confucian who looked a little weak, Xiao Er bent over, his eyes had smiled into a slit: "Hey, isn't this Zheng Ye, you haven't been here for a long time, the good wine in the small shop has not dared to open it, and a master is here, the small shop is really full of brilliance today, please come inside." Xiao Er's shouting was very comfortable to listen to, and Zheng Qiankun was also useful in his heart, but his face was still indifferent, and he said in a deep voice: "Old rules, drunk immortal residence, thousand-year-old dream, a few more side dishes, go quickly." ”

Xiao Er shouted: "Well, please inside, there are two VIPs in the Drunken Immortal Residence, and a jar of good wine for the millennium dream." ”

Drunken Xianju is actually a private room near the street, which is simply furnished, and near the window, you can see the bustling street market. Facing this weak young man, he poured a bowl of water and wine, raised his head, and blew out a mouthful of wine: "It's really good wine, Yan Shaoxia might as well taste it." ”

Sitting opposite was Yan Nan, Su Fu's murder had just happened, so he received an invitation from Zheng Zhutou to come here to get together, although it was the first time they met, but Yan Nan was indeed moved by this person's heroism, so he agreed without hesitation, thinking that Zheng Qiankun must have many doubts that have not yet been solved, and he urgently needs to know the answer in his heart.

Yan Nan had seen Lao Sun drink wine, although it was not as rough as Zheng Qiankun, but seeing that the clear stream slowly entered his throat, Lao Sun's wrinkled old face was stretched, revealing a happy look, he didn't know where the charm of wine was, today was the first time someone invited him to drink, there are always some things in life that need to be tried for the first time, he also picked up the wine bowl, thinking that this wine was not so delicious in time, but it would not be difficult to drink, otherwise Lao Sun would not have enjoyed the expression so much. So, Yan Nan followed Zheng Qiankun's example and drank all the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

Just listened to the sound of "poof", a mouthful of sake was squirted out, Yan Nan's intuition into the throat for a while, and then saw Yan Nan's face flushed, showing pain, and hurriedly swallowed a few mouthfuls of side dishes before calming down, during this period, Zheng Qiankun has been looking at Yan Nan playfully, with a hint of a smile on his face, Yan Nan didn't know how to speak, just laughed dryly. Zheng Qiankun took another big sip, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an intoxicated expression, and sighed: "A thousand-year dream, like a dream for a thousand years, the ups and downs of the world, a thousand years of drunkenness, it is really a good thing, and I can only drink a pot of silver as a head catcher, but it is a pity that Brother Yan is so ruined." ”

Yan Nan smiled embarrassedly: "The younger brother is drinking for the first time, and he doesn't understand the sweetness yet." ”

Zheng Qiankun laughed, it seemed that there was no prestige of head-catching here, showing the true colors of a man, and he was not informal. He took the wine and said: "Wine is the best medicine to forget worries, although it is spicy in the mouth, but it can flow into the body is a heroic breath, taste it carefully, you can know the sweetness and bitterness of the world, although it is like a dream, it can also relieve the troubles from it, showing the temperament of a man." ”

Yan Nan took a sip, but this time the spicy was not as strong as the first bite, and after entering the throat, a warm current surged all over the body, and it seemed to be very enjoyable, Yan Nan said with a smile: "I didn't expect Zheng Zhutou to realize the true meaning of life by drinking." ”

Zheng Qiankun took another big sip and said slowly: "I'm used to seeing life and death, and it's not bad to forget everything in such a little habit and steal a trace of joy." Zheng Qiankun's face was already slightly red, but his eyes were even clearer.

Yan Nan felt that the person in front of him was indeed a little interesting, and invited him to drink, and it was really bowl after bowl of drinking, without asking anything, and even Yan Nan didn't know his origin, so he drank so calmly, and even a little drunk. Yan Nan suddenly felt that such a person was worthy of being a friend, and couldn't help but drink half a bowl in a big gulp, the burning sensation in the entrance instantly turned into a hot stream, circulating in the abdomen, and his mind was empty, he exhaled a long breath of turbidity at night, and said: "It's really comfortable, but Brother Zheng invited Yan today, it's not just as simple as drinking." “

Zheng Qiankun's face was dark, staring at Yan Nan, and he said mysteriously: "Do you know? The day after Guan Rongyu and Su Qi were put in prison, one killed himself in prison, and the other became insane and became a fool. “

"Oh" Yan Nan took a sip of wine calmly, he seemed to have liked this feeling, and asked with great interest: "Brother Zheng told me this, do you think it has something to do with Zaixia?" “

Zheng Qiankun smiled arrogantly: "I have been in the company for so many years, and I have seen a lot of bizarre cases, most of which are pretentious, but I have never seen anyone who can really make a dead person speak, I want to know how Brother Yan did it." ”

Yan Nan's calm face also flashed a hint of redness, but he was still sober and normal: "Everyone has traces of his past, and it is not the person who really speaks, but the testimony left on the body, and Yan just used Xie to let the evidence speak for himself." ”

Zheng Qiankun looked skeptical: "What about the story told by Brother Yan, it is so real, even the details are narrated, not only is it extremely exciting, but even the people involved are convinced, thinking that it is the dead man who opened his mouth himself." ”

Yan Nan's face was indifferent: "If there is no calculation of people's hearts, no suspicions, no one will have fear, only if they really do it, then people's hearts will not be at peace from now on, Guan Rongyu and Su Qi don't care whether the story itself is beautiful or not, but the story makes their hearts turbulent and fearful." ”

Zheng Qiankun was stunned, and instantly held the wine in his hand and fell into a deep groan, his eyes were blurred, it was the first time he heard such an assertion, although he still couldn't figure it out in some places, but the young man in front of him did say the weakness of the human heart, his eyes became clear, and Yan Nan touched the wine glass heavily, he couldn't help but raise his head, and drank the wine in his hand proudly, and the two began to speed up the frequency of drinking, and they chatted like brothers.

Zheng Qiankun: "Brother Yan's insight Zheng really admired, but how did Brother Yan know that the young master of the Su family was killed by Yanzi at that time?" ”

Yan Nan: "The little brother has read a few medical scriptures since he was a child, and he knows a lot about special poisons, this kind of swallow is called Blood Swallow, which is rare, and it eats rotting corpses, and it is highly poisonous, Young Master Su often carries the rice bowl under the eaves, it should be the smell of meat in the rice that caused Xiao Yan to drool and fall into the bowl, which is the reason why Young Master Su was finally fatal." ”

Zheng Qiankun: "Actually, Brother Yan has already seen the clues, but he hasn't exposed them." ”

Yan Nan smiled: "If you had said it a long time ago, how could you regret it for the deceased." ”

Zheng Qiankun: "Brother Yan is really a good hand, but is the pearl flower and silver hairpin that Mud took out at the end really owned by Su Qi's family, and is it really a murder weapon for persecuting her husband?" ”

Yan Nan replied with deep meaning: "As long as Su Qi confesses, it will be true." ”

Zheng Qiankun groaned for a moment, and then said, "It's a pity for the young master of the Su family......"

Yan Nan also lowered his eyebrows and sighed in a deep voice: "Who can say that he is not suffering when he lives, maybe this is a rebirth for him!" ”

The two of them clinked glasses again, although this thousand-year-old dream is not a famous wine, but in the two of them, one drank for the first time, and the other drank booze, and they drank a different artistic conception, regardless of their origins or origins, it seems that this is the only way to be true friends.

I only heard Zheng Qiankun's voice say vaguely: "Qingzhou holds the seventh Suzaku Conference on the seventh day of July every few years, but everyone yearns for it, Brother Yan is such a figure, won't he come for this?" ”

Yan Nan also replied drunkenly: "I didn't mean to, since I caught up, I might as well find out, and Qingzhou and his party will not be in vain." ”

Zheng Qiankun looked at Yan Nan in a daze, his eyes were already a little straight: "What my old Zheng has seen, the people who have entered the Vermilion Bird Screen over the years can come out every few times, Brother Yan is so young, why should he risk his life." ”

Yan Nan also groaned for a while, did not speak, and only listened to Zheng Qiankun continue: "I heard the older generation say that this Vermilion Bird Screen was originally a thing that the ancient General's Mansion had guarded for generations, but for some reason, it turned into a fly away, and later appeared in the canyon, it was really bizarre......"

Coming out of Xiangmanlou, it was already night, Zheng Qiankun clenched his fists with both hands, shook and left, they drank for a few hours, Zheng Qiankun was already drunk. Yan Nan looked at the quiet night sky, and walked towards Su Mansion alone, as soon as the night wind blew, Yan Nan was also a little unsteady in his standing, his expression was confused, but his consciousness was exceptionally clear, he couldn't help laughing at himself, for the first time, he felt that the taste of drunkenness was actually very good at night.

The gate of Su Mansion still hangs this white cloth sail, and the mourning period of Su Mansion has not yet passed, and Yan Nan also sighed in his heart. When the subordinate saw Yan Nan, he respectfully shouted Yan Gongzi, hurriedly opened the door for him, and ran straight in. After a while, Su Yuanluo appeared in the corridor, and stood in front of Yan Nan, although he couldn't hide a trace of sadness in his delicate face, but he no longer looked haggard, his ruddy face was a little disgusted, and he asked with a little shyness in his delicate face: "Brother Yan, where is your district, why did you come back now, I thought——"

Yan Nan smiled: "What, Miss Su thinks Yan will say goodbye without saying goodbye?" ”

Su Yuanluo lowered her eyebrows and stroked her hair, and whispered: "Will you?" ”

"No", the breeze in the corridor was gentle, Yan Nan was unconsciously drunk, ready to cross Su Yuanluo and return to the room, but he stumbled and stumbled, and his intuition was full of warm fragrance, and he actually collided with Su Yuanluo's delicate body, and the fat fragrance on his face was entangled, which made Yan Nan lose his soul for a while, hurriedly used his spiritual power, and his eyes returned to the color of clarity for a moment, and now he suddenly felt that wine is not a good thing at night, especially when he is drunk. He couldn't help but slam Yaoyao's head hard, only to hear Su Yuanluo's whisper: "Have you drunk?" ”

Yan Nan found that his arm was still wrapped around her soft waist, and the tentacles were soft and warm, and he hurriedly took it back embarrassedly, not daring to look directly at the eyes of the woman in front of him.

"It's the direction of the Suzaku Screen." Su Yuanluo looked at the night sky in a daze, and said in a whisper.

Yan Nan looked at it at night, and it seemed that in the sky above Qingzhou, a messy air flow swirled like a wind and clouds, forming a huge whirlpool, and finally all fell into one direction of Qingzhou, it is estimated that this is where the location of the Vermilion Bird Screen is, and a whirlwind hangs in the sky within a radius of several miles, blowing loudly. Yan Nan's eyes trembled, and he could see that it was a spiritual power that seemed to be nothing, covering the night sky like ripples, emitting a trace of cold air, Yan Nan suddenly felt that this air flow was so familiar.

"When the Suzaku lands, the canyon changes. The Suzaku screen is really on. Su Yuanluo looked at Yan Nan, and there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes. At this moment, Yan Nan had long since lost his drunkenness, and said calmly: "Don't worry, you will definitely be the king of Qingzhou medicine this year." With that, he walked into the house, only to hear Su Yuanluo's lost voice and ask, "Do you really want to enter the Vermilion Bird Screen?" “

Yan Nan's footsteps froze, but the soldier didn't look back, just answered a yes in a deep voice, then closed the door, leaving Su Yuanluo alone, staring at the night sky blankly, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes were confused and a little lost.

The night in Qingzhou, after a whirlwind, has returned to its usual tranquility, but most of the pharmacists in Qingzhou have begun to be restless in this night, with a crisp chirping of the red bird, some have difficulty sleeping, some are worried, and some have begun to plan carefully, it seems that Qingzhou has a lot of hope and expectation from tonight. Yan Nan felt in the house that Su Yuanluo stayed in the corridor for a long time before slowly entering the room, and there seemed to be endless loneliness in the shadow. Su Yuanluo is still a weak woman after all, she lost her brother and sister-in-law for a while, and even the hypocritical Guan Rongyu will never appear again, the old father has stopped going out all day long since her brother died, and handed over all the land, land deeds, and shops in the family to her, and now she has become a real head of the Su family, but in her heart, why don't she want to rely on another one, but Yan Nan knows in his heart that this reliance can never be him.

Yan Nan also sighed softly, slowly closed his eyes, and entered the realm of meditation.

The last time the mirror was broken, it was still in the Dragon City, and the life-and-death moment of the battle with Tang Nian made all his spiritual power blocked, and at the critical moment, it was the chaotic aura that stimulated, so that he was able to get out, so that he instantly grasped a trace of understanding, realized the sword of vitality, and destroyed Tang Nian. But it was precisely because of this aura that it conflicted with his own golden spiritual power, which finally made him miserable, almost going mad, and his spiritual power was chaotic, almost causing him to ignore the consequences. Fortunately, there was the Phantom Yin Grass in time to suppress the outbreak of cold qi, although Yan Nan understood that the cold aura was the essence light that was sucked into his body when Aunt Zhong died, he could completely feel her memories and emotions at that time, but it slowly dissipated completely, leaving only such a spiritual power, but it gave Yan Nan a headache.

Yan Nan now knows that the path he is taking is exactly the path of a spiritual cultivator or an immortal cultivator as they say, which is completely different from the life of ordinary people, and there is no preaching experience of his predecessors to learn from, he completely relies on his own exploration all the way, what kind of point he can go, how far he can go, he himself can't know the answer, but since he has made a choice, out of the world of Dragon City, and abandoned all the past events such as Hongmen Temple, Xiaoyu, Qin Yue's brothers and sisters, Yu Wanzhao, etc., he has to go straight and can't turn back. Slowly, a pretty figure flashed in his mind, with white clothes fluttering, long hair hanging down his chest, and a cold but well-defined face......

Yan Nan slowly became clear in his complicated thoughts, because he knew that in the operation of the aura, it was not a distracting thought, and it was possible to be responsible for all the catastrophes. Now, he found more and more that there were almost no changes in his body, and it seemed that the next spiritual power barrier was far away, and Yan Nan felt a burst of surprise. But he found that the golden airflow in his body was no longer as unrestrained and turbulent as before, but became slow and gentle again, which made Yan Nan very puzzled, but the airflow was slowly becoming calm and substantial, as if it was changing from the air flow to the water flow, and the heavy two slowly merged into a whirlpool in the dantian, and the whirlpool was also crystal changing, like a floating shadow, the silk gathered into a golden water droplet, which slowly collapsed, and then tried its best to condense, Yan Nan was puzzled, But now his spiritual power is stable and solidified, almost at his fingertips, and he can completely feel that the filamentary aura slowly converges on the top of his head, and then slowly inhales into his body, filling the entire body, at this time, he seems to feel that this body seems to be an independent world, a huge mountain, accommodating the five elements, and orderly.

Yan Nan couldn't help but tentatively touch the chaotic qi next to him, now this cold qi has swelled several times before the wall, and it is abnormally active, exuding a silver light that circulates in a thread, sometimes changing various shapes, one moment into an ice crystal-like sword, one moment into a slowly growing small tree, and one moment into a star shower, the purpose is to break through the gray chaotic qi that wraps it, but although the chaotic qi is a thin layer, it seems to be extremely flexible, and it rises like a swirling cloud, No matter how the cold aura changed form, it couldn't break through, like a powerful illusion stretching and agitation. Yan Nan couldn't help but be stunned, that chaotic aura had the aura of Phantom Yin Grass, but it seemed to be very different, because the ripples emitted by that aura were powerful and dangerous, and it seemed to carry some kind of savage aura of destruction.