[Heavenly Officials Bless Shuangxuan Tongren] Li Tao

Shi Qingxuan's wine has a long history.

According to legend, Wei Gong, the fourth of the "ten sages" in the world, has a bold temperament and a good wine.He traveled everywhere, wherever he went, he had to drink wherever he went, but he was born with a large capacity for alcohol, and he traveled all over the world without getting drunk, which was cited as a regret in his life.

Once, when he arrived in Mobei, the desert was full of wind and sand, he walked dry mouth for a long time, and suddenly saw a tavern in the middle of the yellow sand.The first couplet on the door reads "Please do not sit down for three bowls of drunkenness", the second couplet "Beware of getting crooked when you go out", and horizontally criticizes "One Drunk Thirteen Springs".Wei Gong thought to himself, what a big tone!Then go in.The owner of the tavern is a beautiful woman who looks like a fairy, but Mr. Wei is fond of wine, so he didn't even look at her, and only wanted a bowl of wine.After drinking it, I felt my lips and teeth were fragrant, so I asked for another bowl. I felt that it was as sweet as honey, and I wanted another bowl, but the host refused to give it. He said that if he drank it again, he would get drunk.Wei Gong refused to listen, and asked for another bowl. After drinking, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground, unconscious.

When Duke Wei got drunk, it seemed that he had been drunk for a moment, and it seemed that he had been drunk for many years.When he sobered up, he found that he was in a vast desert with tattered clothes.Looking around, there is only yellow sand everywhere. Where is the wine shop?When I came out to inquire about it, I realized that 13 years had passed!

Passers-by who knew what he had seen and heard were all amazed.It turned out that this place was occupied by a powerful female ghost.Those who enter the desert will surely fall into her maze. All the guests who are not drunk after three bowls and don't care about wine have their hearts and livers taken by the female ghost to make wine; life.Wei Gong heard that he had walked through the ghost gate, instead of being afraid, he clapped his hands and sighed, good wine, good wine!I can't forget it, I want to go to that wine shop again, but I can't find it anymore.

This is the legend of Mobei Ghost Wine.Over the years, countless literati have tried to go out to find the legendary ghost wine, and some even died in the desert; but there are still an endless stream of people who come here after hearing the news.

Then Xie Lian drank Shi Qingxuan's wine as boiling water, as if he was swallowing tea and chewing flowers; He Xuan naturally would not be puzzled by the style.The reason why he accepted Shi Qingxuan's ghost banquet so easily was that he was arrogant because of his high skills, and secondly, it was because of the ghost wine that he never forgot.

In the past hundred years, although he didn't have much dealings with the Liufengxuan ghost, it's not that he didn't have nothing; Shi Qingxuan, as a ghost king, didn't care about his own territory, and bothered the gods to come to collect debts every day for the troubles in the northern border.

The last time He Xuan came to this mansion, it was a Hongmen Banquet with swords drawn.I was afraid that something might be in the wine, so I didn't dare to drink more; but I firmly remembered the aroma of the wine.

He said, "How many people in the world go bankrupt for a bottle of ghost wine for the ghost king. But I can always drink it easily, which is also good luck."

Shi Qingxuan snorted and said, "Brother He, you don't have to praise me. If it's really good wine, why aren't you even drunk?" Seeing that He Xuan's eyes were clear, he was noncommittal, and said, "This thing is so magical, but It’s just the water I used to water the flowers. I really have a private collection of fine wine, so few people have tasted it.”

"Oh?" He Xuan was quite surprised, could there be more delicious wine? "How to start?"

Shi Qingxuan made a decision, and a ceramic wine jar appeared in the palm of his hand.The word "wind" was written on the wine jar, which was smooth and flawless, sparkling with inspiration.

As soon as he raised his hand, the wine jar rose up by itself, pouring a full glass of wine for He Xuan.The liquid in the glass is amber with luster and full of fairy spirit.

"Brother He, please."

"What's the name of this wine?" He Xuan asked.

"Golden Breeze."

"How did you get it?" The question meant something, but Shi Qingxuan just laughed and said, "Why, Brother He wants to steal my secret recipe and sell it secretly for money? Is it already so poor in the heavenly court? ?”

He Xuan was speechless.This wine is obviously not made in an ordinary way. When I questioned him, it is really disgusting that this ghost is still opening his eyes and pretending to be stupid.

He stopped talking, picked up the wine glass, and drank the wine with his head up.It is really rich and thick, and the lips and teeth are fragrant.He didn't speak, and signaled Shi Qingxuan to have another cup.

"Brother He is really greedy." Shi Qingxuan smiled, but filled him up again.

If the first glass of wine has a mild and elegant fragrance, the second glass of wine will be full-bodied and strong, but it is even more difficult to extricate yourself from.He Xuan suffocated the wine again, took a breath, and placed the wine glass in front of Shi Qingxuan.

Shi Qingxuan smiled cleverly, "Brother He, if you drink this glass of wine, you will either die or be drunk for 13 years. Have you thought about it?"

He Xuan glanced at him, and said, "I'm afraid your alcohol is not enough to kill me, and it is not enough to make me drunk for 13 years."

When it comes to Feng Shixuan and wine, there are also allusions.When He Xuan was a human being, he resigned to start a restaurant business because he offended the powerful.It is said that he had an adventure while on a cruise, got a wine prescription, named it elegantly, and then used "no drunk, no money" as a gimmick to attract customers. Within a year, He's Restaurant became famous all over the world. city.Even when the emperor asked him to go back, his family members were still unwilling. The reason is that the business made a lot of money, and he had to go back to the court to suffer anger and trouble if he did anything.

He Xuan deliberately brought a few jars of wine back to the imperial city.The emperor won the virtuous prime minister, ate the fine wine, and laughed happily, so the wine was also called "Tianzixiao".After a few years, his merits and virtues have soared to perfection.

Shi Qingxuan also knows this allusion.Seeing that He Xuan's expression remained unchanged after two cups of wine, he couldn't help smiling, "Interesting! I'd like to see if your 'Emperor's Smile' is comparable to my 'Golden Wind Dew'." He raised the wine jar again and poured it for him. Full.

He Xuan brought the wine glass to his lips, and saw that the ghost king's dark eyes were staring at him without blinking.

He has almost the same appearance as his brother, but only those eyes are completely different.Although Shi Wudu is arrogant and mean, his eyes are clear and see the bottom; Shi Qingxuan's eyes seem to be affectionate and unrestrained, but they are extremely deep inside, like the cold pool deep water where the bones of fish and dragons are buried.

No matter how bright and heartless it is now, He Xuan has never forgotten that when the Tonglu Mountain opened a hundred years ago, these eyes once exuded a gloomy and cold light, and the despair was so chilling.

What's in it?Is it hate?Is it a complaint?is love?Is it crazy?Unwilling? For more than 100 years, he has never seen it clearly.

He Xuan stopped thinking, raised his head, and drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

Shi Qingxuan clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Good drinker, good belly, good courage!" There was no joy on his face.

The wine glass tumbled down from He Xuan's hand.Feng Shi sat still, as if his mind had been taken away by the wine, and he looked blankly at a point in the void in front of him.

Seeing him like this, Shi Qingxuan was not surprised, walked over with a smile, and said, "You, you are really courageous! The wine of the desperate ghost king can be eaten casually?"

He carefully looked at the wind master's stunned face, and said, "No one has ever drunk dozens of bowls of ghost wine from me. You are not bad, but these three cups of 'Golden Wind Dew', no one in the world can stop them." Said Come on, stretch your hand towards He Xuan's face.

Mutation mutation.

He Xuan's eyes suddenly shone with golden light, and when the ghost king's hand was an inch away from his eyebrows, he was firmly pinched.

Shi Qingxuan's smile froze on his face.The back of his head was suddenly grabbed hard, and his mouth was blocked by a soft thing, so fast that he didn't even have time to react.The cold liquid was poured forcefully from the mouth.

"Ahem...ahem!!"

Shi Qingxuan choked.A large gulp of wine was poured down his throat unexpectedly, cold and intense.Before he could resist, he swallowed it all.He only subconsciously squeezed a formula, and pushed his knee towards the opponent's lower body, "You...!"

He Xuan, who was still stunned a few seconds ago, quickly let go of him, backed away a few feet, and avoided the wind blade that hit his forehead.

"The King of Ghosts is too polite. Let's share the wine together. How dare you ask me to drink alone." He Xuandao, his eyes were clear, and he didn't even look like he was in a daze.Shi Qingxuan choked so that the corners of his eyes were red with tears, and he was so angry that he shouted, "He Xuan!!" The wind blades gathered, but dissipated in the air.

That Jin Fenglu's first two cups were just a cover-up.The third glass of wine was the real killer, with the ghost mash in it, even the Da Luo Jinxian could be knocked down.But who would have thought that He Xuan could see that he had no good intentions, not only did he lose his way, but even led him into the army!

"Bastard! You..." Shi Qingxuan wanted to say something, but a sudden dizziness made him unable to stand still, and he staggered two steps.The body gradually became hot, sweat even oozes from the forehead, and the palms are hot, and I feel dizzy.

He lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.The ghost king thought with a wry smile in his heart, it was really his own fault.

In a trance, he grabbed a hard object in front of him, but he couldn't see what it was, and leaned on it as if he was exhausted, like falling into a cloud, and he didn't know where it was.