Leisurely cultivating life

"Crazy Gu, the scar just healed and you forgot about the pain, right?" Lin Ge glared at Gu Wenyang, and said in a bad mood.

"Okay, then..."

"Okay, Crazy Gu, shut up and get down to business." Tai Yisheng interrupted.

The old man surnamed Chu on the main seat looked at this scene with some envy. Their Jintao Sect was taken over by the Feng family because they did not have reliable allies.

"Originally, I planned to start cleaning up Feng Ziping at the Xingyu Conference. I didn't expect, Lao Lin, that you are even crazier than Crazy Gu. Can you tell us why now? Zhou Fan is going to leave after all." Tai Yisheng looked at Lin Ge and said.

Yesterday, Lin Ge rushed to his place in a hurry, discussing how to get rid of Jin Taomen Fengjia.

He was taken aback at that time, the Jintao family's Feng family is easy to get rid of, but the Da Xia Feng family behind it is not easy to mess with.

He even wanted to ask Linge if he had lost his mind and gone crazy.

In the end, it was Linge's good talk that made him feel at ease.

For this reason, he also acted with him because he believed in Linge.

"By the way, fellow Daoist Chu, don't mind."

The old man surnamed Chu shook his head, "It's okay, it's human nature to seek good luck and avoid bad luck. Besides, you have no obligation to risk your life for my Jintao Gate."

"Of course I know that Zhou Fan won't be here soon, so when Zhou Fan approached me at first, I refused without even thinking about it."

"Then you still...?" Gu Wenyang looked at Lin Ge blankly.

"Listen to me first."

"I just rejected Zhou Fan, and a big man came, and I had to agree." Lin Ge spread his hands.

"Big man? Who is it?" Tai Yisheng asked.

"Zhenjun Yu!" Lin Ge spat out three words.

"Zhenjun Yu?" Gu Wenyang frowned, he couldn't think of a number one person named Zhenjun Yu in Huiyang Mansion.

"Zhenjun Yu, Zhenjun...I remember now." Tai Yisheng slapped the table.

"Old Lin, is it True Monarch Yuxuyu Jingchengyu!"

"That's right." Lin Ge nodded.

Chapter 73

"call."

Tai Yisheng heaved a sigh of relief, "Now I feel relieved, with Zhenjun Yu as our backing, then Da Xia Feng's family will not be worried."

"Old Lin, this is because you are not mean enough. You should tell us that you are backing us with Yu Zhenjun, it is too mean." Gu Wenyang stared at Lin Ge with wide eyes, pretending to be dissatisfied.

"No, you have to brew a few jars of green clouds before you can eliminate my 'hate in my heart'!"

"Based on what I know about Lao Lin, I think you must have some difficulties, Lao Lin." Tai Yisheng guessed.

"It's still easy to be sensible." Lin Ge admired, and did not forget to give Gu Wenyang a sideways glance after speaking.

"It's not like some people who act in a muddleheaded way."

"Haha~~"

"Old Lin, today I will eradicate Feng Ziping and his gang of thieves, and Brother Chu will be able to return to the Jintao Gate and trace the original source. Such a happy event, and a few jars of wine are not enough." Gu Wenyang laughed.

"Okay, today is as you wish, drink it, so you don't have to worry about it all the time." Lin Ge waved his sleeves and took out the flagon from the mustard space.

"Come, come~~ fill up this cup!"

Gu Wenyang took out a large cup and stretched it out in front of Lin Ge impatiently.

"Hey, Crazy Gu, you are well prepared."

Lin Ge looked at the large golden cup, and looked at Gu Wenyang with a half-smile.

"Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors."

"Biyun Noodles is the perfect match with the Jinjiao Cup." Tai Yisheng clapped his hands.

"Old Lin, it seems that this Gu lunatic has been planning for a long time, and he even specially created such a unique 'Golden Jiao Cup'." Tai Yisheng pointed to the one in front of him that was much smaller than Gu Wenyang's. cup, laughed.

"I can't bear to see you working so hard and racking your brains." Lin Ge laughed and filled the large glass in front of him until it almost overflowed.

Suddenly, a smell of wine filled the entire hall.

Just smelling it will lift your spirits.

"Old Lin, enough friends." Gu Wenyang gave a thumbs up.

Biyun Niang is brewed with several kinds of ten thousand-year-old medicines and Biqingyun Lingshui, which is very rare.

"Gu~~~ Gudong!" Holding the large cup in his hand, Gu Wenyang swallowed it up.

"Huh." Wiping the wine stains from the corner of his mouth.

"Good wine, it really is good wine." Gu Wenyang looked at Lin Ge full of praise.

Lin Ge shook his head and refilled Gu Wenyang's cup, "It's the last cup, you can't drink it alone, Yisheng and Master Chu haven't drunk it yet."

"Yes, yes, what Lao Lin said is, what he said is..." Gu Wenyang nodded repeatedly, and when the cup was refilled, he was about to drink it up.

"Hey, wait a minute." Lin Ge raised his hand to stop him.

Gu Wenyang raised his wine glass and looked at Lin Ge with a puzzled expression.

"This Biyun Niang must be tasted carefully in order to achieve the best quality. Like you just now, you drink water like a cow, and you can drink at most one or two cents."

"Don't waste the good wine." Lin Ge said angrily.

"Your home-brewed wine is up to you, okay, I'll drink it slowly." Gu Wenyang took two steps, returned to his seat, and savored Biyun Niang carefully.

Lin Ge shook his head and left him alone.

"Master Chu, Yisheng, please."

After the words fell, two lines of water flew out from the mouth of the pot, pouring them into the wine glasses on the table in front of the old man surnamed Chu and Tai Yisheng.

"gurgling~~"