not bound

ten days later.

"I said why it was closed in broad daylight. It turned out that someone hid in the house and opened the half altar of the moon, but the smell of the wine wafted into the yard, and there was no way to hide it."

Xue Zangxue was leaning against the wooden window in the back kitchen. He was wearing a rattan purple narrow-sleeved blouse, clean and tidy, but his eyes were blue and he looked haggard.

Mo Zelan put down her drink, glanced at the source of the sound, but said nothing.

Ever since Shan Liang was thrown into his wine shop, Dr. Xue has been missing from time to time, that's all.

But a few days ago, I clearly rushed to the scene in time to save him from the fire and water, but this person didn't even say a word of thanks, and coldly asked me to go to Fu Xiao to collect the body!

Fortunately, I specially prepared good wine to comfort him, but I didn't expect to see him for a few days after that night.

very unhappy.

"Oh, isn't this Boss Mo? How can you be dozens of years old after not seeing you for a few days? Your face is as wrinkled as old pickles. Would you like me to help you smooth out your wrinkles and help you return to a pretty face?"

Xue Zangxue continued to tease.

Mo Zelan lowered her eyes and smiled inexplicably, without saying a word, put down the wine cup, turned around and left the door.

Xue Zangxue was stunned because he couldn't see anything from the exaggerated folds on his face, was he angry?

He rummaged in slowly, took the rough gray-black wine glass, and poured half of it for himself, regardless of whether the person had used it or not.

I saw that it was a dull and gray pottery color just now, but after the wine was poured into it, the color turned bright and lustrous, and a monstrous red lotus emerged from the green and black pottery surface, as if growing in the wine, swaying gracefully.

Tsk, master pottery master Zhu Kui's Qingcang floating lotus wine cup, he is so stingy when he is not using such a good thing.

In a fit of anger, he drank the wine in the wine cup in one gulp.

Thinking about it, Xue Zangxue pressed his forehead.

That day, he suddenly fell down in the tunnel outside the mourning hall, and lay there for a whole day before waking up.After returning to the pharmacy, Qiniang Baishu locked her in the room and was not allowed to go out.Today I finally found a reason to go out, and ran to Suzaku Tower at the first time, who knew that the door was locked at noon, and when I walked around the backyard and saw that person still looked at him coldly, Xue Zangxue felt a little aggrieved for no reason.

He drank the wine sullenly, the half jar of Yingyue was really good wine.The wine is as bright as water, sweet and moist in the mouth, exuding a fresh and natural fragrance, and the aftertaste is refreshing and clear, as refreshing as the green lotus emerging from the marsh on a moonlit night.It has to be said that the color of the wine and the utensils are quite similar, not too gaudy or vulgar, and matched just right, it is a completely different kind of enjoyment for wine lovers.

When there was only one bottom left in the wine jar, Mo Zelan still didn't come back.

Already drinking enough wine, but still not in a good mood, Xue Zangxue let out a snort, leaned on the window rail and pressed it down hard, and jumped out with a push, leaving only a fingerprint on the frost-colored window. on the box.

It took a while for Mo Zelan to slowly appear, also leaning on the edge of the window sill, slowly rubbing the fingerprint with her fingertips, half smiling, not knowing what she was thinking.

As soon as she arrived at the pharmacy, Qiniang took a big cloak of Qian color and put it on Xue Zangxue with a face full of complaints.

"You don't wear too much when you go out. You can wear such a short shirt on a rainy or cold day, and you won't be afraid of the wind and cold."

Xue Zangxue let out a breath slowly, smiled lightly, his clear eyes were bent, and he couldn't tell at all that he had drunk half a jug of wine just now.

"Qiniang, don't be angry, I'm a person who rolled out of the snow mountain, what kind of wind can blow me sick?"

Even though he said that, Xue Zangxue still got dressed obediently.

"Besides, Wanqi Building is open," Qiniang continued after hesitating, "Are you going?"

Xue Zangxue paused, Wanqi Building finally opened, two murders and six lives forced out a boss, so bold.

"Why don't you go? I've never been in that luxurious place before." Xue Zangxue's eyes turned cold suddenly, "The landlord Wanqi poked this hole, so the snake should come out."

At dusk, the light of the setting sun was clear and cold, hanging obliquely in the sky. If you didn't pay attention, you would think it was a silver moon.

Xue Zangxue chose a seat next to the fence in the hall on the first floor of Wanqi Building, where there were not many people and it was not dazzling.

As soon as he was seated, the little boy set up cups and made him a cup of black tea respectfully. The tea floated on the water in an ugly way, like dead branches cut into small pieces, rigid and straight, without any aesthetic feeling.But as soon as Xue Zangxue asked about the taste, he knew that this black tea was not a vulgar product, and it exuded a soft and soothing sound at the end of the unpleasant, decaying silence, as if it was rescued from a desperate situation.

One of the three consonant teas, Chiguo dark tea, was buried by the general.

He glanced at the people around him, and found that few people dared to speak, or hesitated, or quarreled with Xiaotong to order some good tea, or just put it aside without drinking.

The corner of his mouth curled into a beautiful arc, heh, the extremely extravagant landlord.

To know this tea, let alone ordinary people, even many tea lovers will not try it easily.

Because it is extremely expensive.

Legend has it that there was a black general in the Red Kingdom in the age of the gods and beasts, who failed to stop the enemy from invading. He promised that the Red Emperor would wipe out the bandits on the border in this life, settle down in a good family, and never return.The general devoted his whole life to three generations of power and finally made a promise. The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were buried on the border of the Chi country, and the fourth generation finally returned to the village.

People in the world say that the black general is hard to change for a promise.And Xihai dark tea is the black general among teas, it grows on cliffs, it does not go through wind and frost, it does not bud, it does not experience cold and heat, it does not leave leaves, and it can be picked for ten years.After one year of withering and three years of heaping, one tael is worth a thousand gold.

Second, it is extremely bitter. After drinking this tea, it is like a great sorrow and sorrow. From the tip of the tongue to the heart, there is nothing more suffering in the world than birth, old age, sickness, death, parting from love, resentment, resentment, and the five yins. The great master Pei Yuan said, "The general is buried alive. It looks like a withered corpse. It smells of sadness and resentment. After suffering, it will come naturally."Canglian lives but dies, icy with the scorching sun, warm with cold frost, the flowers bloom only in silence.The only tree of the three teas of Lingxi is white night and blue sky, born from the soil, facing the blue sea and growing, wading through the sky, stepping on the root of all things, gaining the purity of heaven and earth, neither restless nor angry, neither angry nor resentful, neither happy nor sad, avoiding the cold and heat, never Five flavors, only natural.

Therefore, Black General's horrible and outrageously expensive tea has no way to become a tea loved by high-ranking officials and aristocrats down to the common people like Canglian tea.

Of course, some people like this one.It is said that people who drink this tea can feel the extreme bitterness and slight sweetness, from the bottom of the heart to the top of the head, and experience the feeling of life and death.

This time, the opening of Wanqi Tower was not as exaggerated as before. It just opened the door quietly, without string and bamboo orchestra, and there was no enchanting and charming singing and dancing.

Xue Zangxue thought, this boss still has brains, if there are some naked girls dancing at this time, it will not make people's hearts cold.

He was sipping black tea, which is difficult for ordinary people to drink, and his expression was quite relaxed.

Suddenly all the lights were turned off, and the noise in the Wanqi Building suddenly disappeared, and then the glazed lamps wrapped in white jade lotus petals on the wall lit up one by one, and four extremely beautiful dancers walked up the escalator on the second floor with bare feet, like cats. Walking down, there is an old silver bell tied on the ankle, and every step it takes makes a "buzzing" bell, but it is not that kind of clear and crisp sound, but a bit low, listening to the sound that will calm the heart , like a priest praying in a temple, murmuring.

They wore the most common high-waisted cloth shirts and ankle-length skirts in Chiguo, and covered their cheeks with colorful veils, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes, calm and clear.

Xue Zangxue touched his chin with great interest. If he wanted to show off, he would suppress it first, if he wanted to catch him, he would play hard, and if he wanted to show off, he should keep a low profile first. This style is quite familiar.

Everyone was looking at the end of the escalator leading to the second floor. The boss had a big enough pomp.

Two hands were suddenly placed on the ebony railings on both sides, white and soft.

Four people came down side by side, and everyone was silenced at any time.

Two extraordinary-looking women, elegant and dignified in layered and delicate clothes of the Central Plains, walked on both sides of the stairs, and finally leaned on the middle of the handrail to stop. In the middle, a tall man in a red sandalwood gown hugged another blue fairy The stunning beauty in the skirt came down from the stairs. He was obviously a man, but he was even more graceful than that beauty. Every move, every frown and smile showed elegance.

Mo Zelan saw Xue Zangxue at a glance, she didn't seem surprised at all, and went straight to Xue Zangxue and stopped not far away.

He said: "My shopkeeper Wanqilou, everyone is polite."

He seemed to be saying hello to everyone, but his eyes were fixed on Xue Zangxue all the time, and he blinked at him with those charming eyes after speaking, and there were sounds of breathing in and out of the surroundings.

This is the legendary boss of Wanqilou?This is the first time I've seen her, she looks really evil!

It is said that he is not taboo between men and women, could it be that he has taken a fancy to Dr. Xue's family?

But, wait, although Dr. Xue is suave, he is also known for his cleanliness. He has never entered this place of fireworks, so how could he appear here today?

Everyone had no time to react, and saw Mo Zelan take five steps forward, leaned over slightly, then raised the corners of her mouth, approached Xue Zangxue with a smirk, and said, "Doctor Xue has the honor of coming to my Wanqilou, It’s really radiant.”

Then the man straightened up, bowed his hands to the people around him, walked around the crowd gracefully, and just entered the door of the backyard, and several wretched men also stood up and followed him away.

"whee."

Just heard a delicate laugh, the sound was like a silver bell.

"Our shopkeeper is such an ignorant virtue, please forgive me, all guest officers."

Just now, the stunning beauty bowed softly to everyone, her eyes swept over Xue Zangxue, she couldn't tell what kind of expression it was, she said it was seductive, but it seemed like she was joking, but Xue Zangxue felt a sense of rejection from the beauty.

Xue Zangxue's hand holding the cup was almost stiff.

Although it was dark in the Valley of the Dead before, I knew roughly what he looked like.After returning to Wuyun City, this person put on his original wrinkled face again.I don't know why I was going crazy today, so I deliberately tore off my face to show these people.

He couldn't tell why he was angry, probably because this man deliberately showed his face in public, the purpose was to show off his face.

After showing up in such a flamboyant manner, he dared to put on a show and turn around and run, without looking at what was seduced behind him!

Standing up abruptly, he forgot to put down the cup, ran over in a few steps, and stabbed a few bad elements who were trying to follow Mo Zelan.After clapping their hands, Xue Zangxue also entered the backyard, and locked the door very thoughtfully.

Turning his head, the flamboyant man stood with his back facing him under the courtyard wall, with black walls, blue tiles and white stone tables, and a pot and a cup on the stone table.There is only a shallow line of footprints and a field of red plums on the white snow accumulated on the ground, which seems so lonely.

He opened his mouth and closed it again, not knowing what to say.Suddenly, he didn't want to be angry anymore, this man...

Ugh...

Clear your throat.

"Boss Mo."

The man was motionless.

Xue Zangxue frowned, and suddenly opened his eyes, rolling his eyes.

"Cough, Zelan, do you know that your current dress is more than usual, like a male peacock that suddenly entered the estrus period, or the dark green with golden light, really very graceful."

The cool voice suddenly floated from under the eaves into the yard with a strange ending. Mo Zelan turned her head sullenly, and saw Xue Zangxue sitting on the stone bench diagonally opposite him, with one knee bent and leaning against the edge of the table , with his feet dangling slightly in the air, the cup in his hand resting on his knees, his straight back slanting in the air as if leaning against something, this is a posture he is very used to.

"I'm afraid that others won't know how flamboyant you are after tearing off the old man's face."

Still can't stop tit for tat.

Behind Xue Zangxue was the cold white snow and blue tiles, and wearing a dark red cloak unexpectedly made Xue Zangxue, who was usually neat and unrestrained, become enchanting. Just one glance reminded Mo Zelan of the common advance and retreat under the abyss of the Valley of the Dead that day.

"Then, are you going to compare your beauty with a peacock now?"