The ghosts of the good-for-nothing miko

Because of the Ivy Wine Party, everyone in the village got up early in the morning and got busy.

How can good wine be paired with good food?

Every household has their own housekeeping skills, and it is a long-standing tradition in this village to be generous.

Lin Yiyi and the other three also went to Adou's house to help. The pipes of the ghost-faced vine were all stored in the basement wine cellar. Yusen snapped his fingers, started a small flame and went to explore the situation.

There are no lighters in the demon world, and Yusen's fire is really useful at this time.

The wine cellar needs ventilation. After all, it has been closed for about a lifetime. Yusen went down three times and finally confirmed that people could enter.

The two men had been in a cold war since last night, and Lin Yi had to be responsible for passing the news in between.

At this moment, she only felt that creatures like men, after living for thousands of years, were still childish sometimes.

Bai Zexuan still felt guilty, and the reactions of Lin Yiyi and Yu Sen brought him the greatest peace.

He regretted that he had kept it secret for so long. However, all this cannot be the reason for him to give up Lin Yiyi.

Ever since he realized that Yu Sen understood what he was thinking, his whole body's warning radar went off.

Lin Yiyi didn't understand at all, and happily wiped Yu Sen's sweat away!

In the demon world, things like objects are not yours, and what can be snatched away is not yours.

This is completely unconstrained by moral principles. What is annoying is that Yusen has no interest in the sophistication of people.

Bai Zexuan planned that when he returned to Sanyuan Hall, he would tell the fox this human principle in a subtle way.

Don’t bully your friend’s wife!

Where is the morality?

Human nature...well...where is the demonic nature!

Adou's grandfather is already very old. Because his right leg was injured while hunting when he was young, he has been leaning on a wooden crutch all year round. However, these illnesses cannot stop the land elves' passion and love for life.

He couldn't help out in the fields, so he started making wine day and night.

Not only ivy wine, but also other wines. The demon world is rich in plants. Some of them in the mountains and forests can be used to make wine, and some of them are not available. Jiang Chen will also send a large amount of materials every once in a while.

So much so that practice makes perfect, and Adou’s grandfather has since become a master.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that this Ivy Wine Party was fragrant.

Ivy wine is the best among wines, and its slightly hallucinogenic effect that can make you feel the flow of life cannot be compared to ordinary spirits that can be poured as soon as you drink it.

If you want to get drunk, then this kind of wine is not suitable at all.

It is a kind of enjoyment, somewhere between wakefulness and unconsciousness, and it remains there and is judged by the length of time it remains in this state of blissful bliss. It is the goal of every land spirit to keep the drinker in this state.

If you say that you drank a certain land spirit's wine and got drunk all of a sudden, that land spirit will be looked down upon by his peers...

This matter is very serious. This is the dignity that a race pursues for its craftsmanship.

In the evening, under the trees on the winding path next to the fields, there are wine jars and bowls of all sizes. The monsters shake their small bamboo fans and chat with each other about their family affairs.

Adou's grandfather, dressed in red, sat in the center of the crowd, his chest covered with flowers brought by each family, happily telling everyone the story of the year when he made this batch of wine.

The children at the end of the village were cheering and surrounding a young purple-haired boy.

"Lord Jiang Chen!"

Adou excitedly ran to greet him, and all the monsters, big and small, stood up to greet Jiang Chen and told him to come and have a good drink.

The sugar cakes Jiang Chen brought in his hand were all divided, and he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the villagers. It wasn't until his pale face turned a little red when he drank, that he finally pretended to be shaky and looked at Lin Yi. One sat down in front of them.

Looking at the cold three people in front of him, Jiang Chen leaned his hand on the table and took out another piece of sugar cake wrapped in oil paper from his pocket:

"I've left it for you, but don't say I'm not loyal enough."

Yusen said coldly:

"You've already done all the unloyalty-worthy things, and now you're going to bribe us with this piece of sugar cake?"

In fact, the recent life in the village has made Yu Sen understand the righteousness in Jiang Chen's heart.

He is doing a great thing with his actual actions. His path is not like Lou Juro's, which is neither broken nor established, but another, more difficult, but longer-lasting path.

Compared with this road, Sanyuan Hall's kindness to him was not worth mentioning at all.

It's just that the fox will not give up until he chokes on a few words.

Jiang Chen smiled and broke off the cake in his hand while minding his own business:

"This is a traditional craft on Penghu Island, sugar cakes made from Xianluo grass. It is very rare. I went there this time, but the lake demon who can do this craft is old, but I couldn't bear to eat it on the way. Here. Try it quickly, it goes best with this ivy wine."

After hearing what he said, Lin Yiyi couldn't help but take a piece and put it in his mouth.

This cake looked very ordinary, and the appearance was dry and hard. I originally thought it was Jiang Chen's wife selling melons and bragging about herself, but she didn't expect that as soon as the cake was in her mouth, it immediately melted on the tip of her tongue, exuding a A rich fragrance.

Her taste buds danced on her tongue, and she couldn't find an exact description of the taste.

Because, the sweetness of the fruit, the fragrance of the flowers, and the harmonious harmony of sugar are like a rainbow, bursting with different styles in the front and back like perfume~

Just now, I saw Jiang Chen casually distributing snacks to the villagers, but now I understand that this thing seems to be really precious.

And when he said that he didn't eat anything along the way, he was really not exaggerating.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

Lin Yi nodded:

“It’s truly a rare delicacy.”

Jiang Chen said very happily:

"I went in a hurry this time. If you like to eat, I will go find it for you next time."

"Penghu Island? I'll go there next time."

Bai Zexuan is jealous.

He pushed the pieces Jiang Chen had given him towards Lin one by one:

"Master, eat more if you like."

Yusen also pushed his own and said:

"I don't like sweets."

Lin Yiyi:......

Jiang Chen:......

Adou crossed the crowd from the central table and squeezed over:

"Lord Jiang Chen, what fun things are happening in the outside world this time? The food you bring back every time is so delicious."

Jiang Chen rubbed his head:

"This time I met the Green Seedling God. I met it when it was floating in an open space."

"The Green Miao God!"

Adou exclaimed, this is the spirit of their land spirits, and they are the most respected.

Because of Yu Sen's strict requirements, Lin Yiyi also knew what they called the Green Miao God.

This is a spiritual spirit that looks like a cloth bag. Its head and feet cannot be seen clearly. It folds forward and wanders in the fields at night to drive away evil spirits. It is the object of fear of all ghosts.

Jiang Chen took a sip of the Ivy Wine in front of him, his eyes widened immediately, he nodded repeatedly, and recovered from the stimulation of taste:

"Yes, I invited the Green Miao God. I said we have the sweetest ivy wine here, as well as green fields that are rare in the outside world. He is very tempted and is considering whether to move here."