After the three of them sat down, Qin Lang stared at the wine on the table, staring for a long time, Mo Lingfan couldn't help but be very surprised when he saw the old man's greedy appearance.

Even if he is the father of the famous wine fairy, he will not be able to collapse with a charming demeanor, let alone a master like the old man. Unless the wine can really intoxicate people's hearts and souls.

Thinking that Mo Lingfan actually reached out to take the wine on the table, the master naturally smiled and said nothing, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

Qin Lang looked at Mo Lingfan with a horizontal look, and hit Mo Lingfan's hand with chopsticks, and for a while Mo Lingfan was quite embarrassed, Qin Lang said: "Boy, there are rules for drinking, you must listen to the origin of this wine." ”

After speaking, he looked at the master, he was still so easy-going, his demeanor was amiable, and he said with a smile: "Then I will say hurry up, lest the little brother can't wait." ”

As he spoke, he poured himself a bowl first, took a sip, the aroma filled his mouth, and his demeanor became less lazy, but showed a little happiness.

"Born in a peasant family when he was young, his family had dozens of acres of land, he followed his father to learn farming, and then made wine, he was gifted, he could control the wine fairy, identify the degree of wine fermentation, and slowly became famous. Later, I became acquainted with a monk woman, she had a bold temperament, she liked to drink and write poems, and we soon fell in love, and her love for me was as sweet as wine. He said, with ease, as if he were telling a story.

Mo Lingfan and Qin Lang also picked up the bowl and tasted it slowly, the wine revealed a sweetness like honey, moisturizing the throat and nourishing the heart, extremely comfortable, and the whole person was flying like swimming in the ocean.

Putting down the bowl, he continued: "Later, because of the master's reasons, the woman had to return to the sect to cultivate, so they could no longer travel together, but separated from each other, and fell in love every day. It was a very difficult time, which made him drink all day long, causing his tongue to become faintly clumsy, and he could no longer distinguish between alcohol and efficacy. ”

Drinking this, his face was full of regret and secretly full of remorse, and Mo Lingfan also vaguely felt a hot stinging pain in his tongue, as if it was his tongue. But the pleasure of the wine flowing in the mouth is still real.

Later, they lost contact at all, he heard that she had become the heir of the elders in the sect, and she could no longer set foot in the red dust, and he had already married a wife and had children, and the lives of the two had been spent like this. ”

After saying that, he drank the rest of the wine in the bowl, put down the bowl, got up and walked to the counter, took out a pen to write and draw.

The more Mo Lingfan drank, the more sad he became, as if he had been brought into some mysterious situation, unable to extricate himself, and unnaturally remembered the scene of the marriage between the Demon Frontier and the Witch, remembered that he was deceived into becoming a demon, and remembered the face of the Demon Frontier Holy Maiden.

The wine looked a little bitter, and I couldn't help but say, "This wine is so bitter!"

"Silly boy, the wine is all water-colored, and the bitter thing is not the wine, but your bitter mood, and you remember something sad. Qin Lang asked with a smile.

Mo Lingfan nodded and said: "I do remember a lot of unhappy things. The boy is shallow, and he can't compare with you, so he naturally can't taste the mellow flavor of this wine. ”

Qin Lang laughed at him and said, "You are just wrong, this wine really has no taste, and it is not mellow, just it. Saying this, Qin Lang stopped talking.

Mo Lingfan asked, "Just what?"

Qin Lang tapped Mo Lingfan's chest with his finger and said, "Stir people's hearts!"

"If you don't have this story, you can try it again!" Qin Lang said.

Mo Lingfan closed his eyes, picked up the bowl again, and drank the bowl in a big gulp, and in an instant the wine lost its taste, and became mellow, and the moist taste was aftertasted in his mouth.

He suddenly opened his eyes and said, "I think I've drunk this taste somewhere!"

Suddenly there was a sound of clapping a pen at the counter, and he said, "Little brother, what are you talking about? Have you tasted this before?"

After Mo Lingfan thought about it, he confirmed again: "I have indeed drunk it, and it is at the top of the Gun Palace!"

Qin Lang sighed: "I know what you think, the child has grown up, and now it's the same if you can't see it." ”

"Alas!" he slowly came out of his mind at the counter, and suddenly returned to five years ago, seventeen-year-old Ouyang Quan suddenly ran to his father's brewery one day, and shouted: "Dad, look, I succeeded, and the aura enters the wine!"

"Bastard! It's not that you don't want to practice this kind of evil and crooked thing, you still dare to brew, I'll kill you!" Ouyang Quan, who broke in, didn't get any appreciation, but his father was furious, and even threatened to beat him. After that, Ouyang Quan was locked up and was not allowed to make wine again.

But behind the scenes, Ouyang Quan still studied the aura into the wine, and constantly tried to improve, and finally one day was discovered by his father, and the angry father was furious and smashed all the wine jars of Ouyang Quan.

Ouyang Quan didn't understand why his father was so brainy, he ran away from home and never came back. Five full years have passed, and after Ouyang Quan left, his fame on the rivers and lakes has also grown, and the wine that can increase people's aura has appeared on the rivers and lakes, and the name of the wine fairy Ouyang Quan has also spread all over the rivers and lakes.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qin Lang naturally knew what he was thinking, took a sip of wine and said, "Why didn't you tell him the truth?"

The father of the wine fairy crawled on the counter at this time, looking at the table here helplessly, Mu Ne's eyes were full of remorse and unwillingness, and he said calmly: "I don't want to mention it, and it only adds to the sadness." ”

After speaking, he wrote: "Three glasses of wine in the red dust, a dream in a lifetime." There is a way that the winemaker boils himself, and the drinker gets drunk, who has a harder life than the other?"

"I just hope that by the time Quan'er understands, the same tragedy as mine has not happened. With that, he turned and went upstairs through the door and window behind the counter. "I'm going to go to the Gun Palace, all the good wine is in the cabinet, count it as a gift from my little brother!"

"Why hasn't the old man been treated like this? I've known you for so many years, isn't it as good as this kid?" Qin Lang scolded in his mouth, but the wine in his mouth was not revealed at all, and he drank it all.

I couldn't help but turn my eyes to Mo Lingfan and said: "Remember, the knowledge of love in the world is in wine, you won't be able to pass this level in the future!"

"Uh... What should I say now!" Mo Lingfan was speechless, and he couldn't help but slowly find that he seemed to have changed a lot after leaving Minggu Mountain. There is no elegance of the master, but there is a little more carefree contempt.

"No, it has to be changed!" Mo Lingfan thought silently in his heart.

"What do you want? Drink more, or you won't have time to drink it soon, the Sword Edge Gate is forbidden to drink. Qin Lang said.

Mo Lingfan suddenly became interested and asked, "When will I be able to join the Sword Rim Sect?"

"Three days later, the Sword Edge Gate will be assessed, you can choose your own one!" Qin Lang said. At this time, it was already slowly dusk outside the building, and people began to light lanterns at night, and the nightlife of Lingcheng was about to begin.