As the sun sets, the round sun slowly descends in the blazing fiery clouds, and all that is left is the last bit of afterglow before nightfall. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The post station is the only way to pass documents, officials to and fro, and materials to be delivered.

Since the westward journey to learn scriptures and the spread of Buddhism to the east, more and more people have begun to explore the west. It is also because of the retreat of Taoism, the momentum of Buddhism has been greatly enhanced, and even its influence has been greatly enhanced, thus attracting many mortals to explore the birthplace of Buddhism, the West. Although the West has always been a barren land, mostly for the plush blood drinkers, disobedient to education, but the poor mountains and bad waters, there are also a lot of natural treasures.

It's day, night has gradually fallen, but the small post station is still brightly lit, and people are still coming and going.

In the stables, there are a lot of horses, most of them are traders or dart masters, which is a normal thing. However, there was one horse, quietly parked in the stable, which was very different.

The mortal world is not without myths, there are no stories, those fairy birds and mythical beasts have heard a little, but only this horse is unheard of and unseen.

The whole body is white and flawless, with wings but not the true color of the horse, no matter how you look at it, this horse is not an ordinary color.

In the inn, there is also a unique stranger. His clothes and dress are different from ordinary people, more similar to the Western princes and nobles in Mu Ran's previous life, but he is handsome and unpresentable, and even Wu Yan has to be compared to him, I am afraid that only a frightening father-in-law like Grandpa Mo can compare with him.

"It's fragrant and clear, with some obvious acidity between the refreshing, and it's light, complex and layered, which is really good, good. After the handsome man tasted the wine in the small cup, he smashed his mouth very unimpressively, and couldn't help but admire. I just added in my heart, "It's much stronger than our wine." ”

After drinking the wine and coming to the interest, the handsome man didn't have so many scruples, stretched out his hand to beckon Xiao Er, and asked, "Xiao Er, what kind of wine is this?"

As the second child of the post station, if you don't know much, you will definitely not be able to get along. Although the dress of this lord in front of him always makes people feel weird, but there are so many strange small countries in Dongsheng Shenzhou, it is not sure which country it is. And although the clothes are strange, they also look elegant and noble, honorable and gorgeous, and they must not be ordinary people.

Previously, this path was not well-known, but during this time, there was an endless stream of people coming and going, and there may be dignitaries passing by. If you offend these high-ranking figures, then not to mention a small shopkeeper, even the shopkeeper here can't stand it.

When the handsome man asked, the shopkeeper said with a smile on his face, "Back to this son's words, this wine is a wine taken from Gaochang in the Western Regions, with bright color and delicious taste, it is a rare wine, if it is not to take advantage of the eastward expansion of Buddhism, where can we get this kind of wine in this remote shop?"

"Wine?" repeated the word, and the handsome man took a sip of it between his lips and muttered, "What a name, what a name." ”

At this time, outside the post station, there was an evocative voice.

"Wine, since the Western Han Dynasty, there has been such fine wine to be made, after Wei Wen Emperor Cao Pi once said, 'Let's say grapes, drunk and sober. Eat without being exposed, be sweet but not donate, crisp but not relenting, cold but not cold, taste long and juicy, get rid of annoyance and quench thirst. and made wine that is willing to be millet and drunk and ......easy to wake up', is this wine that was obtained from that time. "Long bangs cover the forehead, and a gray robe looks plain, but it gives people a feeling that it is difficult to approach, this is the comer.

"What, this brother, does he have a unique interest in drinking?" the man smiled slightly, walked over to the handsome man, and sat down directly.

"Yes, wine is a good thing, I haven't drunk such a good wine for a long time. The handsome man sighed, "In the past, it was endless study, fighting, studying, fighting, and not even having the slightest opportunity to enjoy the joy of life. ”

After saying this, the handsome man's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, his eyes stared at the comer, and said, "Who are you? Why am I like this in front of you?"

As he spoke, one of the handsome man's hands had reached into his coat, grasping a quill pen, and the other hand was clutching his unique book tightly, as if to make a move.

Unfortunately, before he could stretch out his hand, he was grabbed by the comer. In the face of his behavior, the comer was not angry, and said with a smile: "Wouldn't it be nice to have friends from afar? Why fight and kill, but it is indecent? Come on, I also have a rare wine here, brother Tai might as well taste it." ”

With that, a delicate and unique flask appeared on the table, and such a trick-like spell shocked almost everyone present, except for the handsome man, of course.

"Osmanthus wine, taken from a hermit, this pot of wine was given to my brother, I don't know ......" The visitor didn't say anything else, just winked at the handsome man.

At this moment, the handsome man's face also softened, as if he understood something, nodded, and then took care of himself to break free from the restraints, grabbed the pot of wine on the table, and walked out of the gate of the post station with the comer.

"Tell me where you came from, stranger. The two of them walked like this, and they didn't know how long they walked, but the unique flying horse had already silently followed behind the noble son, moving forward step by step.

"Oh?" said the handsome man in a peculiar tone, "how did you find out?"

"Although you have been trying your best to hide your abilities, there is no doubt that your power is not completely compatible with this world for the time being, so you should not be a person from this world. After saying these words, the visitor suddenly turned around and asked hurriedly: "Is there a blue planet in your world, which is full of endless water and all kinds of human beings who are powerless?"

"Excuse me, Your Excellency, our Monroe World, as far as I know, does not have such a place as you describe. The handsome man suddenly bent down and bowed, bowed to the other party, and said, "The demon god Hill under the Solomon Throne of the Monroe World, the prince of the ranks, has seen the power of the Flood World, please forgive me if I am offended." ”

returned the salute in the same way, and the comer smiled and said, "Flood World, Mu Ran, I have seen Your Excellency Hill." "I deliberately concealed my name so that I could hide in the shadows for the time being. Although his strength at this time is definitely not inferior to the two great enemies, the Ancient Buddha of Vaishava and the Jade Emperor, but a mortal person has suddenly been resurrected, and his strength has increased instead of retreating, he will inevitably be on the cusp. Only in the shadows can he have the opportunity to find a way to slowly weaken the strength of the two sides.

What's more, in the entire desolate world, basically only Mu Ran is known as the Fire Spirit Demon King, the Eastern Fire Spirit Yao Sun Emperor, and the more I know is that Mu Ran is the Tsing Yi Daoist back then, but no one including Dao Ancestor Hongjun knows his name, Mu Ran.