But now, the Ink Bone Sword has disappeared, and there will be no alternative to suppress it in the palace for a while, if the monster really starts a mess, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to deal with at that time.

Being able to lie dormant in the palace suppressed by the Ink Bone Sword for many years, presumably that monster is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, thinking of this, Chen Zhixuan suddenly showed a trace of worry.

And when it came to the disappearance of the Ink Bone Sword, Jin Guan's mind suddenly thought of a few people, so he said: "The Ink Bone Sword must have been stolen by Zuo Zhen and them!"

"Why are you so sure?"

"Who else could there be besides them? Moreover, when I was in the Netherworld, I had seen Zuo Zhen's disguise technique, and I could hardly see any flaws, so he pretended to be Aunt Hu, infiltrated the Qinghe Palace, and then falsely transmitted information, and took advantage of the chaos to steal the Ink Bone Sword. ”

"If it's Zuo Zhen, then don't worry too much!"

Hearing Chen Zhixuan say this, Jin Guan and Zhuge Ang looked at him suspiciously at the same time and asked, "Why?"

"Because ......" After Chen Zhixuan spoke, after thinking for a while, he decided not to say it.

But Jin Guan and Zhuge Ang looked at him like two young birds waiting to be fed, which made it a bit too much for him to say that he didn't continue halfway, so he lied and said, "They can't drive the Ink Bone Sword either, so of course we don't have to worry too much!"

"But before, they couldn't even touch the Ink Bone Sword, but this time they were able to steal the Ink Bone Sword, in case they ......" Jin Guan's worry was exactly what Zhuge Ang thought in his heart. The two of them are worthy of being masters and apprentices, and their thoughts are all together, but this problem, Chen Zhixuan easily resolved: "Who said that the ink bone sword can be touched by no one except the master? In the past, Si Chentian's sword was handed over to me for maintenance except for problems! As long as it is wrapped with something with the master's breath, there is no rejection at all!"

As soon as Chen Zhixuan said this, the mysterious aura of the ink bone sword that no one should enter disappeared in an instant, which couldn't help but make people a little disappointed.

The crowd was speechless.

Jin Guan laughed dryly, and in order to ease the atmosphere, he said, "Are you hungry?"

"Big brother, you finally remembered this stubble, if you don't give me some food to eat, I'll really starve to death!" Da Zhuang's eyes lit up, and he looked at Jin Guan at this time as if he had seen a savior.

As soon as Da Zhuang said this, he also touched his stomach, and then heard his own call very appropriately, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Do you have anything to eat?"

Jin Guan looked at the two of them, and really didn't know whether to laugh or not, so he hurriedly shouted out the door: "Tell me to go down and let the kitchen serve the food!"

So, after a while, the fragrant meal was on the table, and several people had already sat on the edge of the table, but no one spoke, so no one took the lead in winter chopsticks. When Jin Guan saw it, he hurriedly beckoned: "Come on, come on, eat and drink, don't be polite!"

Da Zhuang looked at the delicacies that couldn't be put on the table, and he really didn't know where to start, "Brother Jinguan, you all eat these on weekdays?"

Jin Guan looked at him in astonishment: "What, don't think it's enough, it's not enough, I'll let the kitchen add more!" As he spoke, he raised his hand and was about to call someone in, but Da Zhuang hurriedly stopped him: "Don't, it's such a big table, you can't eat it all, you better don't add it!"

"It's okay, we haven't finished eating on weekdays!" Such a local tyrant's rhetoric made Da Zhuang, who came from the barbarian clan and ate extremely shabby on weekdays, despised, "It's shameful to waste food!" As he spoke, he picked up a big chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, and Jin Guan couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

"Big brother, eat slowly, no one will rob you!"

"The barbarian clan has always pursued the original taste of food, so they are not good at cooking, they have always drunk raw blood and eaten fresh meat, so it is understandable that Brother Da Zhuang is like this!" Zhuge Ang said, after pulling in the plate for a while, he picked up a peanut and sent it to his mouth, and then suddenly said: "This peanut, it's better to drink it!"

As soon as these words came out, Jin Guan naturally knew what he meant by this, and he instantly reacted to his omission, and hurriedly smiled: "Negligence, negligence, I will immediately have someone send the best wine in my palace!"

"But this pot of wine?" Hua Chao held a delicate bottle of wine and looked at Jin Guan with an innocent smile.

"Flowers ...... you"

Hua Chao ignored Jin Guan's surprise and astonishment, walked straight in, and when he walked to Jin Guan's side, he squeezed him to the side, "Make room for me." ”

Jin Guan was stunned and didn't come back to his senses, so Hua Chao pushed him to the side, and then put the wine jug in his hand on the table, and muttered: "Come on, whoever wants to drink, I'll fill it up for him!" This is the most precious wine in this Qinghe Palace, I heard that it has been cellared for thirty years, and it is more than ten years older than the stinky boy's age!"

When he heard "cellared for thirty years", Jin Guan finally came back to his senses, and then exclaimed: "You brought that bottle of pear blossom wine?" While speaking, he snatched the wine bottle in Hua Chao's hand, looked at it carefully, and confirmed that it was the bottle of wine, and immediately held the wine bottle in his arms, and said: "This bottle is not good! I'll get you a better one!" After speaking, he turned around and was about to escape, but Zhuge Ang obviously saw through his thoughts and grabbed him: "No need, I think this bottle, just do it!"

Zhuge Ang could see from Jin Guan's nervous look that this pot of wine must be the best and most rare wine in the Qinghe Palace, so he absolutely couldn't let Jin Guan take it back like this. He loves wine like his life, and the moment Hua Chao opened the spout, he smelled the mellow charm of the cellar for thirty years, so he couldn't let Jinguan take it back.

"Master, I really have a better one!"

"No!" Zhuge Ang shook his head with a wicked smile, and then nodded again to signal Jin Guan to put the wine jug on the table.

Jin Guan still wanted to continue struggling, and said: "Daughter red, plum wine, kumquat wine, peach wine...... I've got a lot of varieties here! Which one do you want to drink?"

Zhuge Ang continued to shake his head, "No!"

The two were in a stalemate for a long time, and in the end, Zhuge Ang had the upper hand in the back and forth of their eyes.

Jin Guan reluctantly put the pot of pear blossom wine in front of Zhuge Ang, "Drink it, drink it to death!"

After speaking, he glared at Hua Chao fiercely: "I'll settle accounts with you later!"

Hua Chao didn't care, and simply sat down.

Jin Guan watched like this, the pear blossom wine that he regarded as a treasure was drunk by Zhuge Ang, and he felt like his heart was dripping blood before he drank a cup.

The pot of pear blossom wine, which he had obtained from the deceased winemaker at great expense, had sniffed it every time and had never drunk it at all, and now, this pot of wine is gone......

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