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【Theme】Have you heard that the Virgin of the Turtle Spirit has become the spokesperson of a certain wine?

[Content] I never expected the series... You said that the Goddess of the Turtle Spirit is such a lazy god, who once set a record of [-] years without moving, how could she agree to shoot an advertisement?

1L: easy, because this is a wine advertisement

2L: Uh, why don't you tell me about it, does the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit like to drink?Why haven't I heard of it before? [scratching head]

3L: It's normal that the upstairs doesn't know, because the Jiejiao has ordered a ban on talking about this matter

4L: Meow meow?I feel like I have a big secret!

5L: Same curiosity!Can someone in the know tell me?

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35L: Satisfying everyone's curiosity at the risk of being banned [doge] I heard that the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit missed a major event because of her greed for alcohol...

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In the early morning of this day, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit patrolled the barracks slowly as usual.

These days are hard for her.As a big tortoise, her biggest hobby is to sleep in the tortoise's shell without moving, and let the outside world be blown by wind and rain or lightning and thunder, which has nothing to do with her.Occasionally when I wake up, I will be in a daze, or brush up my spiritual knowledge, and my life is not to mention how comfortable it is.

As a senior housewife, she doesn't think there is anything wrong with such a life.boring?No way!Those outside who are fighting for fame and wealth are boring, even if they can sleep on a big bed made of gold, so what?Not necessarily much more comfortable than her grass nest.

However, one day, her thousand-year-old daily routine was suddenly broken—the death of junior Zhao Gongming filled the whole sect with righteous indignation, the leader Tong Tian called on the disciples to avenge the disciples, and senior brother Duobao also came to find her personally and invited her to join the revenge team .

Although the Holy Mother of Guiling is lazy, she is not emotionally slow. As a member of the Jiejiao, she also has a strong sense of community.When she heard the news of Zhao Gongming's death, she also gritted her teeth angrily, and left Penglai Island with Duobao without saying a word.

Not long after she arrived, she received an important task - to protect the merchant army from local attacks.

Because Kong Xuan was accidentally plundered, many people in the church had to follow Tongtian's order to go to the West to save people. Most of the elite troops left, and the burden fell on the very defensive Guiling Virgin.

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit did her duty and did not dare to close her eyes for twelve hours a day. This was absolutely unimaginable before, but she persisted.

While yawning, she was thinking about when this hard day would end, when a gust of wind swept by, bringing a strong aroma.

She stopped, and the drowsiness was instantly forgotten. She sniffled and took a deep breath——

You can't be wrong, this smell must be the smell of wine!

There was a trace of excitement in the eyes of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.Besides falling asleep, her second favorite hobby in her life is drinking.Due to laziness, she did not farm and make wine by herself like other senior brothers, but exchanged other things for the wine brewed by the same school.It can be said that she has drunk more types of wine than many people in the world.

But even though she thought she had drunk a thousand or eight hundred kinds of wine, she was sure that she had never drunk this kind of wine.

It's so fragrant, it tastes better than all the wines she's ever had!The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit was intoxicated by the aroma of wine and could not extricate herself. I wonder if Tiandao saw her desire, and another gust of wind blew in, bringing the smell of more mellow and richer wine.

She couldn't resist the temptation.Glancing at the camp behind her, she thought she would leave for a while, and since she left all the turtle shells in the army, nothing would happen, right?

No matter what, life is already so bitter, and she still has to miss such a delicious wine, so what's the point of her tortoise life?The Holy Mother of Guiling gave up her heart and decided to leave the barracks temporarily to find wine.

"It's ok, Yinyinhu, thank you for your help." Above the clouds, Liu Shuzhou signaled Yinyinhu, who is the god of wind, to stop the wind.

"It's a trivial matter." Yinyinhu wiped the sweat from his forehead, showing two rows of big white teeth, "Minister, if there are similar jobs in the future, just ask me!"

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit followed the aroma of the wine and came to a small town.Because it is close to the city, the place is still lively and full of incense, and it is not crowded because of the war in Jinjiling not far away.

She found the source of the aroma of wine at an inconspicuous stall in the market. To her surprise, this was not a stall selling liquor. There was only a little old man with gray hair and sloppy clothes sitting cross-legged in front of the stall. On the dirty ground, squinting his eyes, he didn't know whether he was asleep or awake, a gourd was hung around his neck, and seven or eight pairs of newly woven straw sandals were placed in front of him.

Obviously, this is a seller of straw sandals.

Seemingly aware of someone approaching, the old man raised his brows sharply, and without opening his eyes, he made a gesture of repelling him, and said in an impatient tone, "Go, go, don't block me from the sun."

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit stared straight at the gourd hanging on the old man's chest. She was sure that the wine that made her salivate was contained in it!

"I'm here to make a deal with you," said the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.

Hearing the words, the old man was finally willing to close his eyes a little, looked up and down the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, closed his eyes again without interest, and said with a sneer: "I said girl, don't fight with the little old man, you are dressed like this!" You must be from a wealthy family, how can you wear the straw sandals worn by inferior people?"

The Holy Mother of Guiling is now fully focused on the wine gourd, and she is not annoyed by the old man's rude words, and continued: "The old man misunderstood, I didn't want to buy your straw sandals."

"It's weird, I'm just a straw sandal seller, what would you buy if you don't buy straw sandals?" The old man suddenly became interested, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit strangely.

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit pointed at his wine gourd with a smile, and said, "Buy your wine."

"No, no wine!" The old man suddenly lowered his face when he heard this, hugged the gourd on his chest, and stared at her vigilantly, "This wine is homemade, keep it for yourself, and no one will sell it. !"

In fact, if the other party was a wine shop, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit would be suspicious.This small town is not too far from Jinji Ridge. If there really is a shop selling such good wine, it is impossible for her not to have heard of it.The old man said that he brewed the wine himself, but she thought it was very reasonable, because only the wine that he brewed and drank at home would be "raised in a deep boudoir."

The old man said he would not sell it, but the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit would not give up easily, she directly took out a pearl the size of a baby's fist.

After a long period of development, the human race has bid farewell to the barter trading method in the primitive period. There are common currencies such as shell coins and Jia coins. Due to the scarcity of pearls and jade, only princes and nobles can enjoy them, and they are generally used for making decorations.

But to the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, it is nothing more than a pearl, and it is so worth it to exchange it for such a delicious wine!

After being in the human world for so long, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit has somewhat understood the nature of the human race.They attach great importance to money, and some even regard it more important than their own lives. She believes that a rare pearl in the world will definitely make this little old man who doesn't look rich in front of her fall in love.

Sure enough, when he saw the pearl, the old man's eyes were straightened, he couldn't help but leaned closer, and unconsciously licked his lips, showing a greedy expression.

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit smiled slightly, and retracted her palm, but the old man missed it.Facing the old man's dissatisfied gaze, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Is it worth buying a gourd of wine for a pearl?"

The old man's throat rolled up and down, his eyes rolled around, and he said: "But I brew this wine at home, and only my family has it in the whole world. It has only been brewed for a few years..."

"Two pearls." The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit sneered from the bottom of her heart, impatient with bargaining, she directly doubled the price.

"...Since you like the girl so much, then the little old man has no choice but to reluctantly give up." The old man gave up on Joe and agreed without hesitation.Fearing that the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit would repent, she hurriedly took off the wine gourd and handed it to her.

The Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit really gave him two pearls.

She couldn't wait to open the seal of the gourd, and a strong aroma of wine rushed out of the bottle in an instant, and went straight into her nasal cavity.She took a deep breath, held it in her mouth for a long time, and finally let it out reluctantly.

Sure enough, this is the taste!

"Hey, girl stay here." The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit was about to leave holding the wine gourd like a baby, but was suddenly stopped by the old man.

"What do you want? Our business has been concluded, so don't regret it." The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit looked at the old man vigilantly, holding the wine gourd tightly in her arms, with an expression that even if you regret it, it's useless.

"No, it's not like that." The old man smiled apologetically, poked his hands and squeezed forward, "Girl, there is still some wine left at home, do you want to..."

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit: "..." This human race is really good, he just said that he didn't have much wine.

In the end, the old man found three jars of wine from his thatched hut, and exchanged a box of pearls with the Holy Mother of Guiling.

Seeing the round and lustrous pearls, the old man's eyes straightened.The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit watched coldly, with a slight disdain in her heart.

When the Holy Mother of Guiling happily hugged the newly obtained wine baby and went away, the little old man who was bowed and flattered just now changed into a spirited old man.

"Junior brother Jiang, your acting skills are amazing. If it were me, I'm afraid I would be fooled." Liu Shuzhou applauded and stepped forward.

"Uncle Ziya, you are too good!" Nezha jumped forward and grabbed Jiang Ziya's clothes, "Can you teach me too?"

"This is not learned by children." Liu Shuzhou tapped Nezha's forehead with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Go, go back and do your homework."

"Ah? Still writing!" Nezha wailed unrequitedly, holding his face, trying to be cute to get the right to be exempted from writing homework, "Uncle, why don't you just forget about it today, okay~"

Liu Shuzhou ruthlessly interrupted Nezha's cuteness skills: "No, I can't let it go for a day."

Nezha: "..." Distraught!

It was Jiang Ziya who came out with a smile to smooth things over: "Brother Zhou, it's time for us to go and make arrangements."

Not long after, a group of Xiqi iron cavalry suddenly appeared outside the merchant camp, and the merchant barracks, which were said to be impenetrable, were breached just like that, leaving the guards defenseless.

"Where is General Guiling? Has anyone seen her?"

"Oops, the Xiqi army is about to rush in!"

In the military tent of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, a huge tortoise was lying on its back, sleeping soundly, with several empty wine jars lying messily beside it.

The author has something to say: Jiang Ziya: In life, all you have to do is act!

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