The bright moon hung high, and the cold light sprinkled on the young man's shoulder.

The breeze blows across the hills, and in the lonely world, the distant sound of the flute pours out sadness.

At the top of the mountain, a raised mound stands a plank:

"The Tomb of the Immortal City"

Chen Xiaojiu was lying on the grass in front of him, discarding scattered wine bottles beside him.

Fireflies wander among the flowers, and the distant lights are full of the smell of fireworks in the world!

The scenery is similar every year, but now people are broken!

Some people are whispering, and some people are venting their frustration while they are drunk.

Don't ask about the return date, but wait for the broken sword to be broken!

The drunkard in Chen Xiaojiu's memory was lying on the high mountain that once guided the country!

"That submissive young man liked to sleep in a dilapidated tavern"

"It's hard to say a word, but I don't leave the wine, and I always hold a shiny iron flask in my hand."

"The fair women who come and go always can't help but tease him who loves to blush. ”

"Occasionally, Mo Yu, who is embarrassed and angry, will also resist, drop a few cruel words and run away!"

At that time, Chen Xiaojiu, who was wandering the streets, accidentally walked into the small wine shop, and was encountering Mo Yu, who was shy mixed with a group of little ladies.

Seeing the visitor's Mo Yu was like seeing a savior, and pounced!

"Little brother, what do you drink? The wine in the small tavern will definitely bring you a refreshing feeling!"

"Can I drink without money?"

Maybe it's the first time I've met such a reasonable guest who says he has no money, Mo Yu was stunned and a little overwhelmed!

Looking at the eyes of a group of little sheep outside the door, Mo Yu was ruthless, and whispered with difficulty:

"I'm in for a treat, but you're going to drink until the night"

Chen Xiaojiu, who wanted to make fun of it, didn't expect to be able to rub a meal of wine inexplicably, sat on the wooden table in front of the door, and said angrily:

"Then let's just fight until dawn and serve wine"

That's it, one binge-drinking, the other drinking.

Then both of them went to the wine table, and finally both of them collapsed on the table.

came and went, and Chen Xiaojiu became a frequent visitor to the small wine shop.

Chen Xiaojiu, who was still a child, was teased a few times, and Mo Yu touched the salty pig hand of his face by the way.

The words were astonishing, and a group of chattering women gathered in front of the door were quickly swept away!

I didn't wait for the cardamom girl on the street to be happy for a while.

Chen Xiaojiu has become the most hated person by the girl on the street.

Because the white moonlight in the hearts of thousands of girls is mixed with a little fart child all day long.

Even the number of store closures per month has increased.

Mo Yu was particularly excited about Chen Xiaojiu's frequent arrivals, not only because he had helped him solve a big problem.

is also because Chen Xiaojiu understands wine, and can say the missing taste of Mo Yu's winemaking in one sentence.

You can even feel the emotional changes that are difficult to find in a jar of wine.

Therefore, Chen Xiaojiu became the imperial wine master of the small wine shop.

Gradually, the brewery continued to introduce new flavors of wine. has a small fame in Zhengxian City.

On an ordinary afternoon, the sun scorched the earth.

The sound of car horns on the street startles lazy cats sleeping in the shade on the side of the road!

A girl in red holding an oil-paper umbrella walked into the small brewery!

After a while, the entire brewery was taken away!

At the same time, it also takes someone's heart.

Chen Xiaojiu found Mo Yu who was tired in the wine cellar half a month later.

The whole cellar is filled with the smell of various wines, and no less than 100 kinds of wine are placed on the ground in a messy manner.

A small iron pot was tightly grasped by Mo Yu in his hand, and no matter how Chen Xiaojiu broke it, he refused to relax.

Three days later, the first thing Mo Yu, who was full of alcohol, woke up was to take a sip of the wine in his hand.

Smirked at Chen Xiaojiu, who was sitting on the side: "It's so sweet"

In the following days, Chen Xiaojiu looked speechlessly at the crowd vying to buy, and the fools who burst into tears after tasting it

I don't know why anyone would like this kind of sour stuff!

At this time, Mo Yu would show a melancholy look, and said in an underwhelming tone: "Little brat, you don't understand"

From then on, Mo Yu only drank one kind of wine!

Half a year later, the tavern closed.

A liquor called "First Sight" appeared in the streets and alleys of Zhengxian City and became the most popular liquor of the year.

A teenager who can only make wine and blushes from time to time steps on the train to the north.

And there is one less person in the alley who haunts the girl's dreams

Dust Xiaojiu has one less place to rub wine and a person to accompany the wine!

In the past five years, through letters after letters, Chen Xiaojiu learned that someone had become an outer disciple of the Sword Pavilion.

Later, the content of the letter was given a name.

You can see the unquiet heart of the person who wrote this name from the swaying ink!

Chen Xiaojiu has always believed that someone who doesn't dare to look at a chicken will definitely be able to pass the entrance assessment.

But what Chen Xiaojiu didn't expect was that someone's last letter a year ago read: "Wait for my brother to bring you a sister-in-law." ”

Chen Xiaojiu mocked in his heart:

"Liar!

A person who can't even speak when he sees a woman can still have a creature like a daughter-in-law!"

As Chen Xiaojiu expected, Mo Yu came back alone in the end.

I haven't seen it for five years, and I still have that bad taste, and I only like to drink the wine that is sour in Chen Xiaojiu's opinion.

However, the confidence revealed between the eyebrows is far from the submissive teenager back then!

The cyan clothes were stained with blood, and the figure sitting on the wooden bench was a little lonely under the light!

His eyes were staring at the pink letterhead placed on the table, and he muttered to himself.

The expression is the same as that afternoon, looking at the back in the distance, I am in a trance and mixed with reluctance!

In the firelight, in the astonishment of others, in the composure of Chen Xiaojiu.

Mo Yu smiled and said:

Chen Xiaojiu, the sour of this world is sweet!

Dust Xiaojiu, live well!

It's like a good wine that breaks people's hearts, but it makes people go forward and follow after a hangover!

Don't meet, life lives up to the encounter!

Before encountering that touch of red, the world of Mo Yu is monotonous, but at the same time sufficient!

Runs a small brewery and does what he likes.

Taste three taels of fine wine, enjoy the beautiful scenery, listen to the rain falling, and watch the wind rise.

You blush when you should blush, and you blush best when you shouldn't!

until the red clothes are like wine and take away the heart.

Mo Yu was moved, and he was tempted by things other than wine.

That dream led to the birth of a fine wine between heaven and earth.

But after the advent of "First Meeting", Mo Yu's heart became even more confused.

I thought it was just a momentary move, but I never thought it was a gift of life!

So the boy waved goodbye to his hometown and traveled through the four seasons.

Walking through the three demon mountains, the four seas.

Across the desert, through Middle-earth!

Finally stopped in the Eastern Wilderness. Here, he once again saw the red clothes that haunted him!

So he endured the pain of the Ten Thousand Stairs and experienced the test of ghosts.

The first step in the direction of the heart was taken.

The love is separated by mountains and seas, and separated by 9,900 mountains.

The boy chose to go on.

Don't look back.

Chen Xiaojiu took the last sip of wine, got up and patted the soil on his buttocks.

"Drunkard, is it worth it?"

In the silence of the night, only the sound of the breeze blowing through the fine grass echoed in vain.

............

East Wilderness, Sword Pavilion, Xingwei Mountain.

A group of people in a brightly lit research institute are arguing about a giant mecha!

"How the hell was the final data of the Engine Heart stolen?"

"A bunch of waste, eating empty pay and not doing business!"

"Is the Sword Pavilion Inspection Department eating? The defense array has been moved, and I don't know if someone has moved my hands and feet, so I will clear it out tomorrow. ”

"What are you still doing there? Hurry up and recalculate, I don't believe that without a traitor, the development of the mecha will not continue. ”

A white-haired old man who showed his nobility scolded angrily in front of the court like a shrew!

None of the people in the group dared to say anything, and they all shrank their heads like ostriches.

The girl in red in the corner walked out of the depressed hall with an expression on her face, her brows furrowed.

Leaning on the railing on the rooftop, your slender legs loom in the breeze!

Five years of hard work were wasted, betrayed by the most trusted person.

This knife in the back is really ruthless and accurate, seizing the time of the "Five Domains Competition", and breaking the net at the last moment.

Who would have thought that the gentle and polite elder brother on weekdays would be the one of the shadows.

If it weren't for the teacher's inadvertent discovery that the large array had been infiltrated, I am afraid that this time it would not only be the core data of the engine, but all the data of the latest series of "Breaking Dust" mechas.

At this time, the white-haired old man appeared behind the girl, looking at the tired girl with his eyes, and his heart ached.

"It's all my fault, if I hadn't arranged for Wen Mingfei to enter the development of the "Beirou" series of mechas, there would have been no such a big deal!"

The girl's gentle voice sounded: "Without a senior brother, other people will come out, and it hasn't been a day or two since the shadow has been staring at our Xingwei Mountain."

Fortunately, the "Breaking Dust" was not affected, otherwise even the Sword Pavilion would not be able to afford this loss. ”

The look of guilt in the old man's eyes did not decrease but increased, how could she not know how much effort the girl in front of her had put in for "Beirou".

When she was a little girl, she was inspired to build her own mecha.

Now that "Beirou" finally has a prototype and is stillborn, who can understand how much pressure she is carrying on her shoulders.

"I'm going to ask the Pavilion Master to temporarily use the "Breaking Dust" engine instead, and survive the "Five Domains Great Competition", let's find a way!"

Faced with the teacher's suggestion, An Beixuan replied with a wry smile and helplessness

"You don't know yet, in order not to undermine the confidence of the entire research team, the data that claims to be just the heart of the engine has been lost!"

In fact, Wen Mingfei took away more than half of the research results of "Northern Rouge". It will take two or three years to tear it down and start over. ”

What's more, is the "Northern Rou" with the "Broken Dust" still the "Northern Rou"?"

The white-haired old man's rickety body became more and more humble, and he didn't expect this accident to be so serious.

She really created a sin, let a white-eyed wolf ruin the five years of her proud protégé!

An Beixuan was silent, she had hatred in her heart, but she knew that it was not the teacher's responsibility, but she didn't spit out some words unpleasantly, and she immediately regretted it when she said it.

"Wen Mingfei", thinking of this name, An Beixuan can't wait to cut it with a thousand knives.

The solemn atmosphere was broken by the sudden appearance of a light curtain, and the gatekeeper's message was received:

"The Shen family is a visitor, visit Xingwei Mountain. Do you pick up customers?"

"No, it is said that Xingwei Mountain has been closed recently, and no guests will be accepted" The old man who was immersed in grief refused without hesitation.

The voice of the gatekeeper sounded again: "The person who came is the eldest lady of the Shen family in Mobei, saying that there is something important to discuss with Senior Sister An Beixuan." ”

The old man's expression changed, and the Shen family in Mobei was separated from several large domains and did not intersect. What's the matter?

An Beixuan was also puzzled, but then asked the teacher: "Since others have come across several continents, maybe there is really something important to discuss." I'm afraid it's not appropriate to see it. ”

Hearing this, the old man nodded, "In that case, please send the guests of the Shen family to Xingwei." ”

The light curtain fell, and An Beixuan and the old man quickly came to the reception hall.

The portal lit up, and the figure in plain palace clothes slowly came out, and the cyan headband swayed with the figure.

"An Beixuan?"

"Miss Shen?"

Out of the sensitivity between women, An Beixuan noticed that the visitor was a little dissatisfied with his name.

"My name is Shen Huang"

"Someone asked me to send you a letter," the spiritual power wrapped the letterhead and floated in front of An Beixuan.

A trace of doubt flashed in An Beixuan's eyes, and then she took the envelope indifferently.

Taking advantage of the gap between the opposite side to unpack, Shen Huang looked at the woman in front of him.

"White skin, beautiful and long legs, tsk!"

"Broad-minded" Shen Huang looked at others, and then at himself.

I suddenly felt frustrated and thought, "Big chest and no brain!"

Even if you have had a "non-dividing thought" about the "mecha goddess", you can't stop the emotion of "sitting together" because of someone!

It's no wonder that Shen Huang doesn't have a good impression of An Beixuan, but the more he thinks about it in the process, the more angry he becomes.

Why did he help him deliver letters across several continents because of that guy who owed a beating?

I don't owe him anything! No one dared to be so bad to himself since he was a child.

And that guy not only made himself tea for him, but also treated himself as an errand runner.

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, and the eyes that looked at An Beixuan became more and more unkind.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation, and the girl in front of her looked at the metal card in her hand tremblingly, pulled Shen Huang's sleeve forward, and asked in surprise

"Where did this letter come from?"

Shen Huang secretly tried his strength but couldn't break free from someone's hand, and said impatiently:

"You're asking the person who asked me to deliver the letter?"

"Or the one who wrote the letter?"

"Is there a difference?" faced An Beixuan's question.

Shen Huang said angrily: "The guy who asked me to deliver the letter is a bastard lewd man who doesn't know how to do it."

"It's nice to believe me! Actually, he can't afford it at all, and he doesn't want to pay for the teleportation array."

"Don't let me see him! ”

In the face of Shen Huang's chattering complaints, An Beixuan whispered:

"What about the person who wrote the letter?"

Shen Huang's expression suddenly turned positive when he heard this, and he asked rhetorically

"Don't you know who wrote it?"

"I don't know, or should I know?" An Beixuan replied in a whisper in Shen Huang's complicated eyes.

"The person who wrote the letter is dead! I don't know how. ”

"I only know that his name is Mo Yu, and he lives up to the encounter in his life!"

"And he should be from your Sword Pavilion. ”

Shen Huang explained frankly.

At the same time, looking at An Beixuan's questioning, shocked, and incredible expression, he asked:

"Isn't that a love letter?"

"Love letters?" An Beixuan covered her mouth but couldn't help but speak.

"Isn't it?"

"I don't know how to tell you. There are some internal things involved in the Sword Pavilion. ”

"All I can say is that this card is very important to me, it can be said that it is my half life!"

After talking with the old man, An Beixuan replied solemnly.

"That guy obviously said that this was just a love letter!" Shen Huang's face was full of dissatisfaction, and he thought to himself, he was deceived by that bastard again.

"What's written on that piece of paper?"

"It seems to be a method of sake brewing?

The two of them gathered together and studied a piece of paper on the letterhead.

The name of the wine seems to be called: "Flowing Year!"

"What do you mean?"

The two were puzzled.

It's just that when they saw the last sentence, both of them were silent.

"The drunkard has a lonely little friend, his name is Dust Xiaojiu,"

"The drunkard has a daughter-in-law who has not yet confessed, her name is An Beixuan."

.........