"This is the Shiratori Ruins?"

Looking at the white mist in front of him, Cheng Mo turned his head and asked.

"Yes, yes, this white fog is shrouded here all year round, you look at the last scene, is it like a white bird, spreading its wings?"

Su Feixue made a few seals, stopped the flying car that everyone was riding in smoothly, and introduced to Cheng Mo with a smile, Qianqianyu pointed to the seemingly boundless area, and there was a trace of expectation and excitement in her eyes.

Cheng Mo sat on the chair made of warm green jade beside him, holding the jade light cup, gently shaking the wine in the cup, and asked lazily: "Shrouded all year round? How long is this god and demon battlefield a day? I have been here for a long time, and I have never seen it dark once." ”

Chai Ruge also nodded on the side and said, "That's right, the weather here is too strange, even the wind has not seen a little!"

Meng Jiu was on the side, looking at the wine glass in Cheng Mo's hand with a blank eye: "This eldest lady doesn't know, this is a sealed place, not only is there no difference between the four seasons in nature, but even day and night are directly stripped away, this is a cage, not a resort, and those who are locked up here are prisoners, not a place to enjoy the mountains and rivers." ”

"Since it's a cage, there is always a dangerous place, or a punishment measure, but I didn't find it. Cheng Mo said with a smile.

Su Feixue said: "Lord, you don't know, if you are not assigned here, naturally there will be no punishment, we people are here, there is a thunderstorm every ten years, and every time there will be a lot of fellow Daoists who die under this thunder." ”

"Oh?" Cheng Mo's heart jumped, "There is actually a thunderstorm falling here? Could it be that he has already generated his own will and has the will of heaven?"

Meng Jiu watched Cheng Mo put a glass of wine into his mouth, and then watched Chai Ruge add wine to his hands, his Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't know how much saliva he swallowed: "Lord, you are new here, you don't know the danger here, not only the thunder is rolling, all kinds of disasters come randomly, no one knows when it will appear, it can be said that it is difficult step by step, there is no safe place!"

Su Feixue pondered: "Your guess, Lord, is also the guess of most people, but there is no definite number for this kind of thing, no one can say for sure, maybe there is really a providence, that calamity is very punctual, and there has never been an error." ”

"Hahaha!" Cheng Mo laughed: "What's the use of talking about this, let's talk about this white bird ruin! What is there worth exploring? I look at the scene, it seems that it is not a newly discovered ruin, it should have been looted a long time ago!"

Su Feixue said with a smile: "Lord, this is a good place, not to mention tens of thousands of years, even if it is hundreds of thousands of years, millions of years, this relic will not be looted!

Cheng Mo's curiosity was immediately aroused, he glanced at Chai Ruge, who bent down to pour wine for himself, his eyebrows were bent, his lips were a little, and his long eyelashes seemed to be able to sweep away all people's troubles. And the slightly bent chest, no more, no less, just a deep groove was displayed in front of his eyes, a beautiful scene!

Chai Ruge's eyelashes were slightly raised, and she glanced at Cheng Mo with a charming look, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, and she wanted to hook Cheng Mo's soul away: "Sister Su, but I don't know why? Could it be that this relic is huge and boundless, or is it connected to some resource-rich world?"

Su Feixue scolded the fox spirit in her heart, but she smiled on her face: "Although what Sister Ruge said is not true, it is also inseparable from the truth, this bird ruin is the only thought of our people, if there is no this ruin, these people here would have been crazy and stupid, and they would have been forced to the point of madness by the loneliness in this cage." It is precisely because of the existence of this relic that we have a little hope in our hearts that we can stick to our hearts and live here for tens of thousands of years!"

Cheng Mo said with a smile: "This statement is not unusual, this bird ruin is actually such an existence, then I want to listen to the Tao of this." ”

He jerked the jade glass in his hand, drank the wine in the cup, stood up, and looked at the remains of the flying bird from a distance. As far as the eye can see, there is a completely confused white mist, which obscures the entire ruins in a dense and opaque light, and it is impossible to see anything clearly.

Chai Ruge continued to pour Cheng Mo full of wine, and the aroma of wine wafted out, causing the old drunkard of Mengjiu next to him to look anxious: "Lord, let me say, let me say." ”

Cheng Mo smiled: "Okay, you can say it, with a glass of wine, I will reward you!"

Meng Jiu laughed, like a treasure, both hands carefully held the jade light cup, first put it in front of the nose and smelled it, the face was full of intoxication, the fragrance filled the nasal cavity, slowly dispersed, and then slowly put the wine glass to the lips, and tasted it carefully.

He slammed his mouth: "Lord, this wine is really good, why is it so different from the one you gave me before?"

Cheng Mo smiled secretly in his heart, the wine that was given to this drunkard before was all fine wine made in ordinary sects, although it was considered good, but how could it be compared to the wine in Chai Ru's singer.

You must know that Chai is like the wine in the singer, but he took it from the temple of the dragon turtle!

What is the existence of the dragon turtle? I am afraid that almost no one in the entire universe has drunk his wine, and the taste in it is praised and admired even by Cheng Mo, a top foodie.

Once he pulled the dragon turtle and wanted to learn this method of winemaking, but he was frightened by the materials and brewing distribution that the dragon turtle said.

At this time, I specially took it out, and I wanted to tell this old drunkard of Mengjiu that my brother has a lot of good wine here, and if you serve my brother well, you can have better wine.

Just this wine, Cheng Mo took out a drop and diluted it!

If he takes out the whole pot of wine, then I'm afraid that even Chai Ruge, who has never drunk a drop of wine, will turn into a drunkard and grab wine with this old drunkard of Meng Wine!

Cheng Mo said with a smile: "Old wine, don't talk nonsense, get down to business! This wine is also drunk, you have to tell me clearly and clearly! You know?"

Meng Jiu smiled, how could he, an old driver, not hear the meaning of Cheng Mo's words?

That is to be honest, and the reward is great!

"What a good wine!" he licked the jade glass again, his eyes narrowed together, like a greedy old cat.

Chai Ruge shouted: "Okay, you old drunkard, are you disgusting! I don't want this cup! I am really disgusted by you!"

Meng Jiu smiled, extremely embarrassed, put the cup on his body and wiped it again and again, and carefully put it back on the table.