Become a Fairy

Of course, the reputation is only among ordinary people, and occasionally a very small number of down-and-out immortals come here to ask for a jar or two of good wine. The smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. After a long time, although this wine shop looks dilapidated, it has gained a certain reputation among the nearby neighbors.

"Uncle Beard, Uncle Beard, someone is coming to drink." At this time, a six or seven-year-old girl in ordinary clothes and wrapped in a thick cotton jacket happily crossed the low threshold of the winery. Another two boys of similar age followed closely behind. They were children of neighboring residents in the alley. Shouting Uncle Beard together.

And a little farther away, a few middle-aged men in green clothes riding tall horses and dressed in official business came riding on horses and stepping on the snow. All the wine jars on the carriage behind were fixed with baskets.

"Dongfang, quickly take out all your good wine. This time, I will clear all your inventory." Several people are from the town's tolerance, and one of them, Yuan Yuan, is a regular customer of the wine shop. distance, he shouted at the top of his voice.

"Today's wine is sold out, I need to make wine, and come back when the next batch of wine is brewed." A lazily belching voice came from the wine shop.

"Could it be that you don't have any stock in this winery?" The leader Wang Butou frowned and said.

"Head, this one-armed man is also a drunkard himself. The wine he brews tastes really good. Except for the sold ones, most of them are fed to his own stomach. Besides, he is lazy. He will stay here for several years. The wine kiln When there are indeed few stocks in stock." Yuan Yuan quickly explained, "Why don't we come again next time?"

"No, the county lord entertained all the guests, and the drinks are divided into grades. I heard that since this one-armed man has some skills in brewing wine, he invited him to make wine for the county lord, and the county lord would not let him suffer. " Wang Butou said, "Since you are familiar with this person, you can invite him."

"Well, okay." Detective Yuan frowned secretly, the one-armed Dongfang was notoriously lazy.

"One-armed man, the county lord has invited you, so hurry up and come out." Detective Wang dismounted quickly and strode into the winery.

"What can the county lord do with me, a drunkard?"

The one inside was slightly thinner, wearing a gray wolf fur jacket, and was slightly taller than average, with eyes that were somewhat intoxicated. He has a beard that is one or two inches long and hasn't been trimmed for a while. The man was hiccupping, and his right arm was empty.

Detective Wang thought to himself, it's a pity, this man has a good figure, and his hands are not weak, although I have never seen this person make a shot himself, but the big wine vat, wine barrel, and water for brewing are waiting for his body Weak people can't do it. What's more, this person only has one arm.

"Uncle Beard is a big slob, he only woke up now after sleeping." The little girl carved with jade just now hugged her one-armed bearded thigh full of alcohol and said affectionately.

"Qiao Er, be good, let uncle kiss you." One-armed Beard bent down, picked up the girl named Qiao Er with one arm, and made a gesture of kissing.

Qiaoer covered the neck of One-armed Beard with her arm, giggled and leaned back, "Uncle Beard's beard is piercing, Qiaoer doesn't want you to kiss me."

"One-armed man, Yuan Butou's patience outside is not very good, go out and reply quickly."

Catcher Wang quickly came here to drink wine several times, the first time he was a stranger, the second time he was an acquaintance, and after a long time, he also developed some friendship with One-armed Beard. He glanced out at Yuan Butou, who was not very good-looking.

"It's just wine making, and I only have this rough job. Wine making is fine, but I'm going to bring Joel with me." The one-armed beard nodded in agreement. On this one-third-acre land with a radius of hundreds of miles, for ordinary people, Well, the county magistrate is the sky here, and the one-armed beard naturally wouldn't be so unwise.

"Okay, okay, just agree." Catcher Wang quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

"There are still some candies in the room, go find them yourself, don't make a mess of me here, or come back and spank your ass." When the one-armed beard went out, he said to the dolls next to him who still had a snotty nose.

"Thank you Uncle Beard, let's go find something to eat." Several dolls with missing front teeth and sniffling snot rushed towards the residence of One-armed Beard.

"Little brat." Qiao Er hung on the one-armed beard, her mouth curled up, and she spoke quite maturely.

With the sound of horseshoes stepping on the street, Qiaoer sat in the carriage, and felt that Uncle Beard's body, which was not very thick at first, was cast like copper and iron, and he didn't even shake when he sat on the carriage.

The one-armed beard is like an old monk who has entered meditation, but the one-armed bearded by the arresters is not the county official. It's the Changning County Prince's Mansion who lives here.

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the one-armed beard, "Yuan catcher, didn't we go to the county lord, why did we come to the county prince's mansion?"

"Curiosity killed the cat, don't ask more questions if you shouldn't know." Catcher Yuan smiled grimly. Watching it, Catcher Wang felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Along a meandering river, the crowd stopped in a small forest near a pavilion. Yuan Butou said in a cold and authentic tone, "One-armed man, stay here obediently and don't move around, or you won't be able to afford the consequences."

After saying that, several arresters rode away quickly. At this time, a young man with a somewhat enchanting face came out of the small forest. He said that he was enchanting, because this young man had a bit of a woman's femininity and no masculinity.

"The small hermit hides in the forest, and the big hermit hides in the city. I didn't expect that in my Red Fish Town, a brewer of spirit wine came. I don't know what you call it?" Stepping from the forest, he asked softly.

Joining hands with this young man was a young woman with a graceful figure, red lips, white teeth, and autumn eyes.

"How did you find out?" One-armed beard said calmly, not surprised by being identified.

"Green bamboo brew, my green-winged snake likes this thing the most, but green bamboo brew is easy to get, but good green bamboo brew is hard to find in this southern county. Your Excellency actually put green bamboo brew in ordinary mortal water, treating it as a It's a pity to sell worldly things."

The young man in blue put his fingers together, white light flashed, and a green snake with a triangle head and two wings on its back that was as long as a foot long walked from the wide sleeves to the young man in blue's palm.

Qiao Er was just a girl of a few years old, and when she saw the cold green-winged snake she screamed and shrank into the arms of the one-armed beard.

The Green Winged Snake smelled Qiao Er's breath, and suddenly seemed to be a little riotous, screamed sharply, and pretended to pounce forward.

"Green Winged Spirit Snake? No wonder. Keep your animal well, or don't blame me for slaughtering it to make snake soup. Judging by your appearance, you should be from the Prince's Mansion of Changning County. You have a good background, but your eyesight is really bad. A mere Foundation Establishment junior dares to act presumptuously in front of me, it's really daring."

The one-armed beard snorted coldly, hugged Qiaoer with one hand, stretched out his finger, and a wisp of sword-shaped energy shot out, hitting the green-winged snake's abdomen. The green-winged snake let out a cry of pain, and looked at the one-armed beard in fear in front of it. The previous sinister aura was gone, replaced by incomparable fear, and kept shrinking back.