Xu Fu

Ban said: "Rong Dong."

It is a famous snack of the ghost clan. As the name suggests, it is made of ice and snow condensed milk and warm wheat bran.A flat piece of wheat bran, sprinkled with melted condensed milk, just mix the two together, take a bite, it is suitable for cold or hot, and it has a unique taste.This snack was originally a dessert among the aristocrats of the ghost clan, and then it was gradually introduced to the folks, and it was also very popular among various ethnic groups.

"It turns out that Xiao Shitou likes to eat that." Su Ziku nodded You Ming's nose, and said dotingly: "Then I'll let you lead the way to find it, how about it?"

"En." You Ming nodded.

"What is 'Rongdong'?" Shen Yucong was the first time to come to the folks, so he had never heard of these strangely named snacks.

"It seems to be a famous refreshment of the ghost clan." Yan Wulie pondered, "I've always heard about it, but unfortunately I've never eaten it."

"Have you ever eaten Qian'er?" Jin Yuan asked casually.

"No." Xiao Muyu replied subconsciously and looked back, "My lord, the boss is gone."

Jin Yuan's expression tightened, and he turned around and looked around, but he couldn't find the lavender figure, thinking that Dian Xuechen must not want to mess around with them, and the other party is not only familiar with the Kan law spell, but also the anode spell. It is also very difficult for anyone to be his opponent, so he can rest assured and continue to move forward after reading this.

But there was a bit of inexplicable worry and discomfort in his heart, Jin Yuan looked back again, there was still noise in front of his eyes, but it seemed that he could hear a desperate murmur in his ears.

"Xiaoyuan, hurry up."

"Oh." Jin Yuan withdrew his gaze, quickened his pace to keep up, and walked farther and farther in the direction opposite to the deep alley...

Under the guidance of You Ming, everyone came to a small stall. The owner of the stall looked weird, with a head that looked like a bird or a beast, and his face was full of scars and scratches. This matter was being negotiated.He saw six people coming and nodded slightly: "What do you want?"

You Ming said: "Rong Dong." After he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped forward, looked around and saw that no one was approaching, so he said to the stall owner, "Are you Nue?"

The bird and beast stall owner paused, and then smiled at You Ming—his mouth was empty and toothless, only a green light shone in the depths of his mouth, and his sinister voice was heard: "Boy, are you kidding?" ?”

"Nonsense." You Ming frowned and said, "Nei will judge good and evil ghosts, and those you think are "good" will be protected. If you are unfortunately judged as "evil", you will kill them."

Nue laughed loudly, clutching his stomach and said, "Haha, boy, have you seen me before?"

"Master and I found you 500 years ago." You Ming said, "According to your judgment, Master and I are good friends."

"That's right, so you are that kid." Nue seemed to recognize You Ming, his bird eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at You Ming sharply: "Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the skinny kid back then has grown up now."

After saying that, he waved his friendly hand, and a green light fell in front of You Ming - that was the logo of Hundred Ghosts Slashing.

At this moment, Nue's expression changed drastically, and his face became distorted. He flew towards Su Ziku, his minions sharply trying to scratch Su Ziku's heart.

"Ziku!" Shen Yucong seemed to be shouting, panicked and at a loss.

And this sudden change shocked You Ming, and he flew to stop him, but Su Ziku flashed by one step faster, the golden thread fan in his hand twirled, and the aura trapped Wei.

"What are you doing?" You Ming said coldly with the willow-leaf blade pressed against Nue's neck.

"Boy, you also said just now that if you are unlucky enough to be judged as "evil", you will kill him, right?" Nue slyly smiled, and the meaning was already obvious.

"Get out." You Ming subconsciously said, his voice was as cold as roaring out of hell: "Go to hell."

"Mr. Nue, it is a prosperous age for ghosts to travel at night. Seeing blood is considered a taboo. How can it be like this." Shen Yucong stepped forward and said to Nue anxiously.

"Yucong." Yan Wulie took his hand, signaling not to get involved.

Su Ziku glanced at this scene, remained silent, and said with a faint smile: "Is this the first person you judged to be 'evil'?"

Suddenly Nue laughed loudly, leaning forward and backward: "That's all! Seeing that you are so nervous, you must be joking." He staggered and ran back to the pavement: "Do something. , make things, come to guests..."

The corner of You Ming's mouth twitched and cursed: "Crazy."

Holding the golden thread fan in his hand, Su Ziku squinted at the crazy and capricious Nue with meaningful eyes.

You Ming walked to the front quickly, his sword eyebrows were still twisted, worried: "It's nothing."

Smiling and shaking his head, Su Ziku closed the golden thread fan, hugged him and said, "It's just for fun, what can you do." After saying that, he raised his eyes to look at the pavement, and his smile deepened: "Go and eat."

"Why is Master Kansi missing?" Yan Wulie asked.

"He's in a hurry." Jin Yuan replied with a smile.

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked at Xiao Muyu and probably knew it. Without asking any more questions, they sat down around the small table that was put together. It happened to be a circle, and there was a great atmosphere of joy and harmony.

Both Jinyuan and Yan Wulie are good wines, and the thousand-year-old wine in Guigu Town is also quite famous, so they both ordered a jar with great interest.

"Wu Lie, don't drink too much." Shen Yucong frowned slightly and said softly.

"You," Yan Wulie smiled and nodded his nose: "Which time have I drank too much? Didn't I always listen to you."

Shen Yucong pursed her lips, smiled brightly and said nothing.

"Wu Lie is recognized in the Immortal Territory as one who never gets drunk after a thousand cups, so don't worry about it." Su Ziku teasingly took a sip of the millennium wine, squinted at Shen Yucong, and then said leisurely and casually: "Good wine."

You Ming had a serious expression on his face, and drank the glass of wine without any hesitation.

Su Ziku was slightly surprised, then smiled and said: "It seems that Xiao Shitou can drink a lot."

"Xiao Ku, you don't know," Jin Yuan patted You Ming on the shoulder, and said domineeringly, "You Ming has a good drinker capacity, you can fight with me for many rounds."

"I can't tell," Yan Wulie raised his eyebrows with emotion.

"Speaking of which, I haven't had a drink with Wulie for a long time." Su Ziku raised his glass and invited him.

Yan Wulie laughed out loud, happy and frivolous, full of pride: "Of course!"

"It's rare for my son to compete with the god of wine in the clan. How can we miss this rare opportunity?" Jin Yuan gracefully took off his outer shirt and threw it on the ground. Ming yelled, "Young Ming is coming soon, the winner will be decided tonight!"

Xiao Muyu silently picked up the coat on the ground for Jin Yuan, carefully folded it and hugged it in her arms, still standing behind Jin Yuan, quiet and obedient.

You Ming glanced at him lightly: "Come on." After speaking, he raised his head and took a glass.

"Hehe, it's fine!" Jin Yuan pointed at him and shouted.

"My lord, too much alcohol will hurt your health." Xiao Muyu reminded softly.

Jin Yuan narrowed his eyes and grabbed Xiao Muyu into his arms, with a charming and charming smile on his lips, he handed a glass of wine to Xiao Muyu: "Drink this glass."

"Yes." Xiao Muyu would never disobey Jin Yuan's words, took the wine glass and drank it down.

"It's so good." Jin Yuan looked at Xiao Muyu with satisfaction and smiled.

"Huaxin carrot." You Ming said suddenly, looking at Jin Yuan with dissatisfaction.

"You'd better worry about the little withered flower being careless." Jin Yuan looked at You Ming meaningfully.

"Drink again." You Ming picked up the wine dissatisfied, as if he had a grudge against Jin Yuan.

Jin Yuan groaned with a smile, holding the wine glass and pouring wine into his belly one by one. When he raised his head, his eyes were covered with an unspeakable sadness. He put down the wine glass with a "bang", and pointed at the stall owner. He raised his voice and shouted: "You! Serve me a few more jars of wine! I want old wine!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The stall owner bowed again and again, and put five or six jars of aged spirits on the table in a short while.

Ember Yuan laughed loudly, opened a jar of wine boldly and shouted at other customers: "Everyone!"

"Sir, don't drink." Xiao Muyu said worriedly, and hurried to Jin Yuan's side to take away the other party's wine jar.

"Qian'er can't trust my master's drinking capacity?" Jin Yuan frowned and looked at Xiao Muyu with displeasure, and continued to pour alcohol until the jar of strong alcohol was drained, and his entire throat and chest were as hot as fire.

After a few pots of wine, Jin Yuan was even more excited. He stood up precariously, twirling the glossy purple bamboo flute, flicked the hem of his clothes, and laughed suavely: "Heqiao...Xiaoxuantai Garden, The purple flute frequently provokes the beauty..."

"My lord, sit down." Qian'er anxiously supported the drunken Jin Yuan to sit back on the chair, and said worriedly.

Jin Yuan lifted Xiao Muyu's chin, and her crimson lips just rightly drew a smile that captivated all living beings, accompanied by deep and ambiguous words: "Qing'an... Xia Ye is in a hurry, Peony Maniac, who should point to each other, Fangcao at dawn ..."

Su Ziku and Yan Wulie looked at Jin Yuan's obvious drunkenness and the fact that Dian Xuechen was nowhere to be seen, so they could roughly guess how much it was, so they clinked glasses with each other and drank without wanting to meddle.

*****

If the memory becomes a long river, there is a light boat to convey the meaning of confusion, and go on the same track, reviewing a song of joy in the past, reviewing the parting and dispersing, and tasting the whispering.

The night is like the soul of the dark night waiting for the sky, who can see that Zhelan-like figure leaning halfway against the mottled wall in the dark alley, panting unceasingly as if after a hard battle.

Dian Xuechen walked out of the alley, the lavender figure was lonely and cold, out of tune with such a bustling world, he looked around, his cold eyes swept over everyone passing by, eagerly looking for the voice of Jin Yuan, but Can't find it at all.

——"Bei Li, if I get lost, can you really find me?"

——"Yes, but I will never lose Qing'an."

The familiar tenderness is still lingering in my mind