Brewmaster

If Huarong and Hua Jiuqi met wine, their noses would probably be more sensitive than Hua's.

They didn't even need magic spells. The two only carefully discerned the smell in the air, and then they all turned their attention to the ginger who had finished mixing the dumpling stuffing and washed their hands.

Speaking of which, when Huarong sometimes goes to unfamiliar towns to find wine, she relies on her sense of smell, she doesn't even need to ask for directions, all she finds is the best wine in the city.

This ability that has been cultivated for a long time can be said to be very effective.

If ordinary people looked at these two at the same time, they would be so frightened that they would sit on the ground immediately.But Jiang only raised his left wrist consciously after realizing what the two of them meant.

Jiang's wrists are white and slender, which doesn't match his status as the "King of Kings" at all.He wore two thin gold bracelets on his wrists, with repeated patterns on them. These are the gold bracelets he has had since his incarnation, and they are considered one of the gifts from heaven, so there is nothing unusual about them.

In addition, there is only one red string on Jiang's wrist.Only a small silver jug ​​with a thin neck was attached to the rope, and it was dangling in the air as Jiang raised his hand.

After the left and right sides were reconciled, everyone covered the basin and cleaned their hands. They happened to have nothing to do, so they all followed Jiang's wrist.

Jiang held the small silver pot in his hand and changed it to the size of a palm, and then lifted the lid directly.

The sweet aroma of wine immediately hit the nostrils, suggesting that they found the right source.

The small silver jug ​​contained fruit wine brewed by Yu Lanshan.This was what Jiang had begged from Shi Mu before, and after he got the small silver pot, he moved it from the wine jar to the small silver pot.

The small silver jug ​​is portable, and since then, Jiang has been carrying this little silver jug ​​every day, and never drinks alcohol. Quan regards it as a thought, and from time to time, he uses it to miss the enchanting and simple woman who took care of him for many days.

After all, Yu Lanshan's wine is nothing more than ordinary mortal wine, and it has been worn on Jiang's wrist without any movement, but I don't know why this strange fragrance suddenly came out today, even breaking through the space of the small silver pot itself. Law.

Huarong sniffed the breath in the air and said, "It's passion fruit wine."

This fruit already has a domineering smell, but after being used by Yu Lanshan to make wine, this unique aroma is even more vivid along with the aroma of the wine. After careful identification, it seems that hundreds of different fruit aromas can be distinguished from it. It is worthy of the name of "Hundred Fragrance".

But after Hua Rong said this, she lost interest.

He didn't like fruit wine very much. To him, the overbearing and arrogant aura of this fruit wine was not far inferior to the fragrance of plum wine from his little fairy beside him.

Hua Rong moved her body at will, her upper body swayed, leaning against Shi Mu's body, the tip of her nose was filled with Shi Mu's original cool and charming fragrance.

Huarong murmured: "You really deserve to be a Jiuxian..."

Shi Mu seemed to know what Huarong meant, so he didn't move his body, letting Huarong lean on him, but on his face, the corners of his lips curled up into a smile where Huarong couldn't see.

It's just that when Huarong spoke just now, the breath fell on Shi Mu's neck, making his neck itchy, and he couldn't help but twist his body, but it seemed to make the scent more obvious.

While the fragrance was floating, Huarong thought, the "highlight" of drinking more wine during the New Year and festivals in the future may have to be changed, and she will become a "eating" wine fairy in the future.

This thought flashed by, Shi Mu suddenly squeezed Huarong's hand, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Hua Rong rubbed her head against his neck and shook, narrowed her eyes, and said, "It's nothing."

Shi Mu didn't believe it.

——If it’s really nothing, how could he feel the feeling he felt when Hua Rong wanted to prove his “diligence” a few days ago?

These two people just forgot what they were going to do in a few words, and didn't pay attention to the strange fragrance at all.

Hua Jiuqi has not forgotten it.

Hua Jiuqi is not like Huarong, Huarong only loves plum wine, but Hua Jiuqi is not picky.

In his opinion, plum wine is good for warming up the body, bamboo leaf green is good for sweetness and refreshing, and other wines have their own advantages and disadvantages.The fruit wine was soft and sweet, although it was inferior to him, but the overbearing aroma of Jiang's passion fruit wine was so rare in Hua Jiuqi's life, it aroused his alcohol addiction without any accident.

Hua Jiuqi is free and unrestrained, but he doesn't have the concept of "Nianxiang" in his heart.

If the person he cared about left hastily, he would bring that person's soul back even if he went to the underworld. He has never been able to live a miserable life with his relics.

Hua Jiuqi is an extraordinarily rough big man, and Jiang's way of dealing with the world is completely different, so naturally he can't understand the kid Jiang's little thoughts.He probably hoped that Jiang would throw away this dispensable thing and look forward, even if Jiang couldn't throw it away for a while... I'm afraid that even this wine, he can't afford to drink it anyway.

So Hua Jiuqi still looked at Jiang with burning eyes, and urged: "Pour out the wine first and see what's going on."

Jiang Ke didn't know the small calculations in Hua Jiuqi's mind, nor did he know that the wine had already attracted the covetousness of the "traitor".Jiang just felt that Hua Jiuqi's words were reasonable, so he took a pale pink translucent glass bowl, poured the small silver pot, and made a gesture to pour some of the passion fruit wine into the glass bowl.

The milk-golden wine poured down from the slender spout, and made a clear and clear sound of tinkling when it hit the bowl wall, which was very pleasant.

When the fruit wine left the space formation of the small silver pot, the aroma became more pronounced, but it didn't make people feel tired and dizzy, on the contrary, it made people taste more mellow.

Hua Jiuqi took a deep breath, his expression a little intoxicated.Huarong, on the other hand, squinted her eyes and fell on his immortal's shoulders, "reveling" in the fragrance of Shi Mu's wine.

For these two people, alcohol is probably already an indispensable part.

At this time, Shi Mu's eyelids are slightly closed and he looks interested, he glances at the glass bowl from time to time, but his eyes are fixed on Huarong from the corner of his eyes, if he sees it from Shibu, he has to tease "it's so numb".

Most of the rest of the people watched the situation calmly without changing face—including She Yue.In his spare time, he also drinks tea or drinks, although neither of them is as obsessed as Wutong and Hua Jiuqi, but it is by no means just general.Faced with such a vision suddenly, he still became very interested.

On the contrary, Hua rarely had a sharp and serious appearance, but he seemed to be slightly drunk by the smell of alcohol, his silver-white hair scattered a little as he lowered his head, and his cheeks turned reddish.

The inexplicable contrast dilutes the sense of oppression he himself brings to people, and it looks rather lovable.

Let's say that when Jiang was pouring the wine, under the sound of Qingling, the glazed bowl was about to be filled. Jiang just stopped, but found that the wine in the bowl suddenly evaporated and turned into a cloud of milky golden mist Stopped on the glass bowl and circulated quietly.

What's the situation?

Jiang unconsciously stopped pouring the wine, and looked suspiciously at the lively mist that seemed to be alive.

Wutong put down the teacup at this time and said, "Keep pouring."

After all, he turned away from the appearance of the old god just now, narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, his calm face became more and more gentle.From Shi Mu's point of view, he always felt like an old man seeing the kind smile of his younger generation.

Speaking of it, it was almost the same as when Wutong faced Jiang Hehua.

Seeing that Wutong's reaction didn't seem to be a big deal, Jiang continued to pour out the wine and watched the wine continue to flow down through the mist, not knowing what else would happen.

Not long after, the wine filled the glass bowl again, and the next moment it turned into mist and rose up to mix with the previous one.

Wutong didn't stop, Jiang continued to pour the wine.

If so again and again.

Finally, all the wine in the small silver jug ​​was poured out, and the wine in the glass bowl turned into mist without a drop.

The mist seemed to have a spirit, knowing that it was gathered together, it rose slowly, the middle of the mist was still circulating quietly, and seemed to be compacted with the rising movement.

A group of people just looked at the cloud of fog, watching it solidify and solidify little by little, and then disperse suddenly.

The impact of the mist dissipating is not great, it just makes people feel that the smell of wine that has just faded suddenly hits the face again, which lifts people's spirits.

However, the impact still caused the crowd to close their eyes for a while, and when they opened their eyes again, they saw a human figure appearing in the sky against the light.

Looking at this scene, Hua Rong immediately recalled the scene when she saw Mu Chu at the same time.

At that time, Shi Mu also appeared in the mist in this way, fluttering and amazed the world, as well as him.

Of course, the mist of passion fruit wine in front of him still couldn't surprise Huarong, so he didn't change his expression, he just raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this also an immortal?"

Shi Mu shook his head: "This is the spirit in wine."

Huarong didn't understand the difference, but remembered that Shi Mu had introduced Wutong to him as a "tree spirit" earlier, so she asked, "Same as Wutong?"

Shi Mu said: "It's almost the same. But Wutong is an innate spirit, which was born naturally at the beginning of the world, and this is an acquired spirit, which came from cultivation by chance and coincidence, or it is slightly different."

Huarong understood the so-called "innate spirit and acquired spirit", but she didn't know the difference between the so-called Jiuling and Jiuxian.

Seeing his doubts, Shi Mu explained in a low voice: "Immortals perform their own duties, the Immortal of Jiu controls the world's fine wines, the Immortal of Swords controls the world's swords, and under them there are also wine, spirits, long swords and daggers. It is a duty bestowed by the heavens—detailed in detail. But Ling is similar to all living beings, and has no necessary duties. Once he enters the world, he will do whatever he wants. It's just an exception."

The beauty is clear.

Wutong and the guy transformed into fruit wine are both spiritual objects, probably because of this, Wutong felt the breath of this spiritual object early on, so Jiang kept pouring wine.

No wonder, Wutong's eyes are too kind.

Like Hua Rong, Hua Jiuqi didn't understand the key point, but he didn't care too much, and didn't ask She Yue to explain it to him in detail.

Hua Jiuqi was just a little embarrassed at this time - no matter whether this thing is a fairy or a demon, it has finally taken the shape of a human being, so he can't drink that wine, can he?

What's the point of this!

While several people were thinking about it, the figure in mid-air fell to the ground lightly.

He didn't distinguish between men and women, and before anyone saw "he" clearly, "he" turned around and jumped behind Jiang briskly.

"He" was taller than Jiang, and he leaned slightly at this time, with soft lotus root arms and catkins resting gently on Jiang's shoulders, only a lotus jade face was exposed from beside Jiang's cheek.

This person's complexion is pink and white, as delicate as suet, and he is as graceful as a person in a painting.But "he" had a slight blush on his cheeks and eyes, which was extremely vivid, and seemed to come out of a painting.

At this moment, "he" frowned slowly, his eyes were slightly raised, his red lips were slightly parted, and he didn't appear to be in a drunken state.

Just looking at her appearance and demeanor, she is undoubtedly a stunning beauty, who is so overpowering that it makes people forget the vulgarity.

If it is said that Shi Mu's appearance is a beauty that breaks through gender, people will forget his gender at a glance, and only be intoxicated by his incomparable appearance.

The man in front of him showed the femininity of a woman to the extreme, making it difficult for people to forget the gender of "him". Instead, the image of the peerless beauty in countless people's dreams was vividly presented before his eyes.

Looking around and looking forward, Rong Ruosheng shines.

Gorgeous and elegant, graceful and leisurely.

I'm afraid that the legendary concubine Mi is not as beautiful and dignified as she is!

This should be the person and appearance of the country that only exists in the dreams of countless literati in their poems, songs, paintings, and dreams!She is a stunning woman who shouldn't exist in this world.

But Huarong and the others clearly discovered...

The author has something to say:

"Majestic and elegant, quiet and leisurely"

This sentence is a quote from Luoshen Fu