"This wine is good!" The wine fairy carefully tasted it, and there was an indescribable sweetness in the wine, quiet and fragrant, more similar to the dew of a hundred flowers, sweeter than the juice of ten thousand fruits, which immediately turned into a warm current when it fell into his throat, which actually lifted his spirits.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face, and his eyes lit up slightly: "The first time I drank it...... I am willing to use the water of pure spirit to make wine, which is very good. ”

Luo Qingyin was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Pure Spirit Water? I thought it was just ordinary spiritual spring water! ”

The wine fairy looked at her with strange eyes: "The wine you brewed? Baicaotang is yours? ”

Luo Qingyin didn't answer and asked: "What is the difference between Pure Spirit Water and Spirit Spring Water Brewing?" ”

"The water of the pure soul can purify all things, it can purify all the impurities in the wine, and there is a clear taste when you drink it." The wine fairy said eloquently, "The spiritual spring water is only pure by itself, but it cannot purify other things, and the purity of the wine brewed is naturally inferior." ”

After a pause, he concluded: "In recent years, it has been an unexpected surprise to be able to drink the wine made from the spiritual spring water, and the pure spiritual water is simply hard to find. Girl, you're good. ”

Luo Qingyin covered her face and didn't want to speak.

It turns out that the Three Saints and Three Demons are not spiritual spring water, but pure spirit water, no wonder the wound used to bathe when injured will tear, and it will hurt so much that you want to die.

She knew too late.

Seeing her expression like a mournful woman, Zi Yunchen said strangely, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Luo Qingyin glanced at him with a flat mouth, then immediately suppressed his emotions and asked seriously, "Are you interested in Baicaotang?" ”

Looking at the row of fine wine on the table, the wine fairy knew that she must have come prepared, but she just smiled: "I'm not interested in Baicaotang, I'm only interested in Baicaotang's wine." ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

The wine fairy said slowly: "I think you are good, are you interested in being my apprentice?" ”

Without waiting for Luo Qing to speak, Zi Yunchen immediately interrupted, his eyes full of determination: "No." ”

The wine fairy raised his eyelids and looked at Zi Yunchen: "Old Lake's apprentice, get out of the way, don't disturb me talking to the little girl." ”

Zi Yunchen's eyes stared at the wine fairy tightly, and he said word by word: "She is my junior sister, my master's second apprentice. ”

"Impossible! How come I don't know about such a big thing as Lao Hu's apprenticeship? You don't look at other people's good as if you were helping your master to order. The wine fairy completely lost his kindness in front of Luo Qingyin, and blushed and quarreled with Zi Yunchen thickly.

Zi Yunchen smiled lightly and sneered at each other: "The reason why you want to take her as an apprentice is because you don't want to touch Baicaotang, and someone honors you with wine every day, right?" Old wine, it will not end well to rob the apprentice with my master. ”

The wine fairy slapped it with a fan: "I don't respect the old at all." ”

Luo Qingyin sat there calmly and watched them arguing, and when they finished arguing, he said lightly: "He is indeed my senior brother, but he has been relatively busy, and he has not had time to go to Jinghu to meet Master." ”

The wine fairy glared at her angrily: "I hate the old lake, send off!" ”

Luo Qingyin didn't say a word, put all the wine bottles back into the ring, got up and left.

The wine fairy watched her movements, and suddenly remembered that the Jiupin Monkey had not drunk the wine yet, so he immediately moved and stopped in front of her: "It's okay for people to go, but the wine to stay!" ”

Luo Qingyin took out the gourd of Jiupin Monkey Wine and put it in his hand, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a smile: "That's it, don't be angry with Master, let's sit down and talk slowly." ”

Mao Dun Literature