"I, I'm going to pull out your seedlings and pull off their leaves! I'm going to mix up the different kinds of stuff! I make the flower facing the same direction facing all directions! I, I'm going to tear down your door! Dig up your dirt! Zhuohua shuddered as he shouted. She was definitely the first to say the most rigid words in the most cowardly tone.

"Bang!" The door in front of him was pushed open at once.

Yao Lao was staring at her angrily.

His robes were stained with large black stains and black ash, but none of them were as black as his face was at this moment.

Zhuohua's face showed a proper smile, but his legs and stomach kept shaking. Fortunately, there was a skirt to help her cover it, otherwise it would be a shame to throw home.

Looking at Yao Lao's eyes that seemed to be about to breathe fire, Zhuohua was silly and happy.

At this moment, her heart was filled with tears, and she couldn't think of any other way to resolve such an embarrassing scene than silly music.

Yao Lao looked at her, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Only then did he forcibly suppress the idea of throwing Zhuohua out of the door.

That's it, Wuji's apprentice can't afford to mess with it! Don't think he doesn't know, that old bastard doesn't bully his apprentice himself, so that he can come to himself again and extort a lot of money. Alas, carelessness in making friends, carelessness in making friends.

"Come with me." Yao Lao said with a cold face.

Zhuohua shrunk his neck and followed behind Yao Lao.

Passing through several houses, they came to the backyard of the Medicine Pavilion. Unlike the front yard, the backyard of the Medicine Pavilion is not planted with herbs, but with some ordinary green plants and flowers.

Yao Lao took her to the foot of a towering tree, and to Zhuohua's surprise, the tree was surrounded by a strong aura, somewhat similar to the feeling that Zhuohua had given her from the back mountain she had gone to many years ago.

Back then, I went there to make wine for my master (although I only learned later that the person in the place where the mission was issued was Master), and now I come here to help Master get wine.

Yao Lao didn't know where to get a small shovel, walked under the tree and dug it up.

Zhuohua desperately suppressed the raised corners of his mouth, for fear that he would laugh out loud if he was not paying attention. It's really ...... This picture is too impactful, and she really can't help it.

After digging for a while, Yao Lao finally threw away the shovel in his hand out of breath, stretched out his hand, and took out a wine jar in the dirt pit.

He stretched out his hand and dusted off the dirt with tears in his eyes.

After a long time, he carefully hugged the altar, slowly stood up, and walked towards Zhuohua.

Zhuohua put away his smile and stretched out his hands with a serious face, as if he was participating in some major award ceremony.

Looking at Yao Lao's trembling hands that stretched out and hugged the wine jar, Zhuo Hua couldn't help but sweat for him, for fear that he would accidentally drop the wine jar to the ground.

However, the hands that seemed to have Parkinson's were halfway outstretched and retracted at a staggering speed.

Zhuohua's hands froze in mid-air.

"Yao Lao?" Zhuohua cautiously raised his eyes and looked at him, not quite understanding what the situation was now, whether he could take it or not?

"Just let me smell it, just let me smell it!" Yao Lao said pitifully, hugging the wine jar tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that Zhuohua would snatch it.

"Smell it, smell it." Zhuohua helplessly supported his forehead.

Yao Lao's eyes lit up, and he carefully opened the wine jar, and in an instant, a rich aroma of wine emanated.

Rao is Zhuohua, a person who has no obsession with wine, can't help but swallow his saliva.