Wu Ji Wine Shop is really just a young wine shop.

Liu Xianglian couldn't help but shake her head when she saw it, this wine shop doesn't even have a special bartender.

There is only one half-aged inside and outside the store, and this person cannot be the young owner who is married to Su Jinghuan anyway.

"Boss, is there a young man named Wu You in your wine shop?"

knew that it was not, but Liu Xianglian still opened her mouth to ask.

The proprietress looked up and saw that she was a handsome and merry boy, and she was about to flirt a few times, when a sudden flash of sharp eyes made her quickly retract.

The tone was terrified: "Little boy, I don't have a person named Wu You here, but I took over this wine shop from a young owner named Wu You.

I thought it was a time-honored brand, with many customers and a lot of profits, so I renovated it, but now it is not recognized by the neighbors, and I have lost a lot of money."

Liu Xianglian casually threw out a piece of broken silver: "Does the boss lady know where this Wu You went?" Why did he change hands, and where did he live? Well answered, and all my ingots will be used to buy wine from you."

The proprietress looked happy: "Don't hide it from the son, I really know it."

A few days ago, Wu Yuanwai died, and this winery was in the hands of Wu You, the young owner.

Then, the young owner didn't know which string was wrong, so he dismissed all the family members, and sold all the property and gave it to the Shifo Temple, and he also wanted to become a monk.

This incident has become a major anecdote in Shaoxing Mansion."

"And such things?"

Liu Xianglian was stunned, this is too abnormal.

casually threw the silver to the proprietress: "I heard that Shaoxing is famous for rice wine, and my daughter Hong is also ingenious, so she sold me a few jars of wine."

It is said that this daughter red is the same as the champion red, and has special rituals and processes.

You can't drink it easily, but after it becomes a commodity, there will always be people who use their brains.

"Okay, thank you, guest."

The proprietress accepted Liu Xianglian's silver, and her eyes could laugh with water, and she instantly talked more: "Little boy, the Stone Buddha Temple is not far ahead, you can find someone to ask."

The same is true of Wufu, everyone in the neighborhood knows it, and you can know it by asking casually.

If you can persuade Wu Yougongzi not to become a monk, it can be regarded as a great merit, otherwise this Wu family will be doomed."

Liu Xianglian smiled and thanked, "Thank you for the guidance of the proprietress for your advice, let's go."

Liu Xianglian carried six jars of fine wine and left with Su Jinghuan.

"Why are you frowning? Is there anything wrong with that?"

Su Jinghuan asked.

Liu Xianglian shook her head: "No, that's why I feel a little uneasy."

Su Jinghuan's expression was as usual, the time was too short, it was already very rare to be able to achieve a state like naturalization, and it would be difficult to be better no matter how demanding it was.

"Maybe it's not as complicated as you think?"

"I hope so."

Everything went so smoothly that Liu Xianglian felt a little deliberate.

"Tonight, I have to go to Wu Kee Distillery again!"

Su Jinghuan's eyes froze: "Do you suspect that there is something wrong with that half-old?"

"It's hard to say, but if she really has other purposes, she should expose herself at night."

"Liu Xianglian, I'm afraid."

Su Jinghuan squinted at the distance behind him, and there was a catcher staring at him from afar.

She wasn't sure how far the lame man could go, and the feeling of uncertainty was very unsettling to her, and the uncontrollable feeling was really uncomfortable.

"It's okay."

Liu Xianglian soothed: "With Miss Su's beauty, I think these arrests will not detain your violent killing of heavenly things, even if you plan it, I will save you in an hour at most."

It's just a small Shaoxing, and no one can help me."

"But...... What should I do if they are light?"

"Then you come with me."

Liu Xianglian took Su Jinghuan to a shop that sold the four treasures of the study, bought a wolf pen, and went to the best restaurant to open a room and ask for two side dishes.

"A dragon and snake rise, outline the yin and yang!"

The wolf's pen danced in the air, and the pitch-black ink power loomed like an ink dragon gradually coiling around Su Jinghuan's body, and it was not until it was finally completed that the ink dragon disappeared.

"Here, this black pearl is the mother of this dragon, if you encounter a danger that there is really no way, put this black pearl in the center of your eyebrows, and you can wake up the black dragon to kill the enemy.

Whatever I'm doing, I'll come and save you right away!

How?"

Su Jinghuan still seemed a little uneasy, Liu Xianglian said with a smile: "Miss Su, she is now a second-rate master, Wu Ji Wine Shop is only two streets away from this inn, don't hide it, if you want to go back and forth, one breath is enough."

Su Jinghuan seemed to have finally made up her mind: "Okay, but I have a small request, can you agree to me?"

"What?"

"Can you call me Jinghuan in the future?"

"Forehead ......"

Liu Xianglian touched her nose a little embarrassed, looked at Su Jinghuan's expectant eyes, and couldn't say anything if she refused.

"Okay, I promised you, but I'll talk about it after I deal with Wu You's affairs, okay?"

"Absolutely."

Liu Xianglian looked at the cheering Su Jinghuan and was speechless, your fiancé is about to become a monk, you are not in a hurry and nervous at all, but tangled in a title.

Perhaps, after dispelling the idea of that son's monkhood, he will never have to see each other again.

What does it make if this girl's name is shouted or not.

Su Jinghuan had a big appetite, and happily ate and drank, and after a while, her little face was red and drunk, and she was still saying drunk words like don't leave me.

Liu Xianglian is angry and funny.

Such a girl should have her own happy life.

I hope that Uncle Li Fei can find Master Su, and I hope that I can dispel Wu You's idea of becoming a monk.

At this time, it was afternoon, and Liu Xianglian was also a little hungry.

Holding Su Jinghuan horizontally and putting it on the bed, he pulled the brocade quilt and covered it, and hesitated in the face of a pair of embroidered shoes but still didn't move.

"Amitabha, this is ancient, it's better to be uncomfortable than to lose your name."

After settling Su Jinghuan, Liu Xianglian sat on the square table and poured herself a drink, taking a sip of refreshing duck shreds and a sip of daughter red.

It's a pity that as soon as this wine is in my mouth, I only feel a fiery mass rolling into my belly, and then I feel the world spinning.

"No, this wine has ...... Whoohoo......"

With a bang, Liu Xianglian's forehead slammed on the table.

Su Jinghuan Shi Ran got up from the bed and said quietly, "That's right, this wine has medicine."

Coming to Liu Xianglian, he stretched out his little hand to caress Liu Xianglian's cheeks, hair and body, and muttered to himself: "What kind of magic power do you kid have that can make my "Dream of Red Mansions" fall apart, so that I can't reap the merits and go to the next level.

Say, 'What shall I do to you?'"

Su Jinghuan's white little hands suddenly raised beautiful nails, flashing cold light through the faint candle flame, and scratched Liu Xianglian's neck.

With a slight movement, the book will come to an end.

"My sister admires you, and the little demons and ghosts in my too illusory realm are infatuated with you, and even the bead grass watered by the Shenying attendants has become your finger-twisting tenderness.

How can you, what can you do?"

Su Jinghuan hated and said, as long as she made a slight move at this time, all the things that had been disturbing and destroying would be repaired.

With the addition of the lame Taoist and the Laitou monk, there is almost no problem with the re-enactment of "Dream of Red Mansions".

However, Liu Xianglian just broke a little fart, and she couldn't do it.

The memories in my mind are all bits and pieces of getting along, and this shoe is faint, sweet, and unprecedented

It felt like she couldn't make up her mind.

Shout!

A chess piece flew straight towards Su Jinghuan from a distance.

In an instant, the red blood slowly spread down from Su Jinghuan's wrist.

"Just a little maid, dare to be so Meng Lang about my master and poor Dao, I really don't know how high the sky is."

In the blink of an eye, the lame Taoist with ragged sleeves entered the room, looking at the beam with his chin raised, as if a glance at Su Jinghuan was a stain on himself.

Su Jinghuan's expression was fierce, although she knew the evil of human nature.

But I didn't expect that the lame Taoist who had always been submissive in front of him like a pug would have such an arrogant side, which was really against the nature of the monks.

"Blessed is the Taoist."

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Su Jinghuan is only a third-rate master now, and it will take a while to cultivate before he can regain his strength.

It's not that it's hard to regain strength, it's just that she needs a reasonable explanation and some time.

And none of these are there for the time being.

"Hmph, little girl, I don't know how you got on the door of the police illusion fairy girl, but you must know that you are just a mortal, and you are the strongest among mortals.

In the future, you have to think twice about everything, and if you annoy me, the consequences will be no different from annoying the fairy."

"Thank you for the teachings, little girl."

When the lame Taoist heard that the other party was soft, he restrained his momentum: "It's not that the poor Dao is embarrassed by you, this kid is captured by me, and he is the person your master named and wanted, and you want to kill him now, do you have an oracle?"

"No, I haven't."

Su Jinghuan thought about it, but decided not to kill Liu Xianglian.

Now that he has entered his side, as long as he wants to do it, he will be sure if he has a mental calculation or an unintentional plan.

Now, she is interested in having a good entanglement with the other party to see if her sister is really better than herself.

"Dao Chief, when I heard the fairy girl talk about this person, I gritted my teeth with hatred, and the slave and maid thought that this son was really bad and pus, so they wanted to share the worries of the fairy girl.

I don't want to think it through, and I hope that Dao Chang Haihan will be able to do so."

The lame Taoist smiled with relief, "It's good that you have such thoughts, but this kid has a lot at stake right now.

Jia Baoyu's kid doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, how to remedy it, how to survive the love calamity, all of this still needs your fairy aunt to calculate carefully.

Until then, the thorn is absolutely unkillable."

Su Jinghuan hurriedly confessed, bluntly saying that he would follow the orders of the lame Taoist and dare not do anything more recklessly.

The lame Taoist nodded with satisfaction: "I don't know if the fairy girl has anything else to pass on to the poor monk, and the poor monk will go to handle it."

Su Jinghuan thought about it carefully: "The Immortal Gu has not passed down a new oracle, but Liu Xianglian will go to the Wu Ji Wine Shop tonight to investigate, and I hope that the Taoist will arrange it carefully, so I don't want this son to find any clues."

"Don't worry!"

The lame Taoist smiled triumphantly, "Everything is fake, but it's also true."