[Comprehensive] Ask the wine fairy

The twelve swordsmiths had no one to entrust, so they could only hand over the works to Xue Yiren.

The door of the secret room opened slowly, and after Chu Liuxiang walked in, she was opened by a wall of famous swords without accident.

"so much……"

"I have a hobby of collecting things."

After Xue Yiren restrained his emotions, his expression was as cold as an unsharp sword.

When Chu Liuxiang saw this, he suddenly realized that this was Xue Yiren's usual appearance, and that the excitement just now was simply because they touched his heart, and he was seriously ill.

Dong Xiangyan glanced around, and his eyes precisely fell on the innermost sword.

Xue Yiren picked it up the next moment, and there was a cold light in the dim light in the secret room, allowing them to see clearly the sharpness of the sword.

Xue Yiren said with a complicated expression in front of the two: "This is the sword that day."

Dong Xiangyan raised his hand to take the unread one and threw it to Chu Liuxiang, and then he said to Xue Yiren: "You messed up the list of famous swords, so you don't need to pay any price?"

Xue Yiren said with a blank expression: "Of course, they secretly contacted my second brother, used the truth of the past to force him to pretend to be crazy, and manipulated the killer organization behind my back to make money for them..." At this point, he looked at Xue Xiaoren with a shocked expression , the tone slowed down, "I know everything, but I have never been able to think of a way to solve this evil debt, so I have to let him make waves."

Dong Xiangyan was playful when he heard the words: "From this point of view, it is still a good thing for you that we track down what happened back then."

Xue Yiren didn't want to continue to explore this topic and said coldly: "Come back to business, if you want to find out the truth of the famous sword list, then go outside the pass. Although I don't know it very well, these famous sword lists are held outside the pass. .”

Chu Liuxiang cupped his fists in thanks: "We will definitely investigate this kind of organization that harms others and ourselves, and then give an explanation to those who have sacrificed for so many years."

Xue Yiren shook his head tiredly and didn't want to say anything more.

Chu Liuxiang has always been good at observing words and demeanor, and when she saw this, she picked up her sword and said goodbye.

When the two left Xuejiazhuang, Chu Liuxiang couldn't help sighing on the way back.

"I never thought that there would be such a major murder case 20 years ago."

Dong Xiangyan: "At your age, you should have been exposed to the tail of the rivers and lakes that Xue Yi said, right?"

Chu Liuxiang twitched the corners of her mouth. Although a man's age is not a secret, he still cares about it!

Shaking his head, he said: "When I was a teenager, I came out to venture into the rivers and lakes, and I did catch up with the stage when Xue Yiren rose to fame."

Dong Xiangyan asked with interest, "How was it then?"

Chu Liuxiang said: "It's almost the same as now."

Dong Xiangyan thought of his cousin's miraculous rules and Ye Gucheng's miraculous thinking circuit, and silently turned his head away.

Chu Liuxiang asked inexplicably, "Why do you have such an indescribable expression?"

Dong Xiangyan: "No... look, if people all over the world learn to be like Ximen Chuuxue, won't you feel aesthetically tired?"

"...You have a grudge against Ximen Chuuxue, don't you?" But even though Chu Liuxiang said that, he still imagined it, and after thinking about it, he shuddered, as if the son of Ximen Chuuxue was everywhere.

Dong Xiangyan saw what he was covering up at a glance, and immediately sighed with an expression I didn't expect: "If Xue Yiren asked everyone to hold his sword on the altar, then he succeeded. Twenty years later, No one would covet the way of the sword, and on the way of the sword, without Xue Yiren, there would still be Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng."

This is simply the greatest irony of Xue Yiren's persistence.

As soon as he finished thinking like this, he heard Chu Liuxiang say: "Master Xue should rest assured, even if he loses himself, the sword will not fall from the altar and be demoted into the mud."

Dong Xiangyan: "..."

Chu Liuxiang: "Am I wrong?"

Dong Xiangyan suddenly laughed, and the laughter dispelled the haze that had shrouded the two of them since leaving the village.

"Hahaha--"

Chu Liuxiang was confused, so Dong Xiangyan's big hand had already patted him on the shoulder.

"Suddenly found that making friends with you is positive energy!"

Chu Liuxiang: "...Did you win the prize?"

"Don't be modest in this regard, let's go, I'll treat you, we two will have a big meal, let the bad things disappear through the cycle of five grains!" Dong Xiangyan ran down the mountain with Chu Liuxiang's neck in his arms.

Chu Liuxiang managed to squeeze out a word in the middle of the journey, and he disappeared with the wind. He said, "Can you stop saying that? It's so disgusting that I won't be able to eat later, what should I do!"

Dong Xiangyan: "Exactly, I ate it all by myself!"

"Think beautifully!"

……

The two ate, drank and had fun for a while, Chu Liuxiang suddenly suggested with a blushing face, "I have a friend who happens to be nearby, and he is also a good drinker. Would you like to meet Dong Xiangyan together?"

Dong Xiangyan: "Sure!"

The two approached Mu Taoist shoulder to shoulder, and made the old Taoist leader who greeted the two drunks as soon as he opened the door dumbfounded.

"Chu la la—" After twisting the hot water handkerchief to wake them up, Mu Taoist sat beside the strange rock in the gate garden and said with a smile, "Chu Liuxiang, did you and your friend come here to scare the old Taoist me?"

After opening the door, the two "corpses" lay flat on the door. If I hadn't gotten up earlier, wouldn't it be misunderstood for the neighbors to see it!

"Ashamed, ashamed." Chu Liuxiang hesitated and couldn't explain the impulsiveness after getting drunk.

Dong Xiangyan was suffering from a hangover, and lay on the shaker with her stomach tilted in a daze.

Seeing that his eyes were straightening, Chu Liuxiang had no choice but to say: "Taoist Mu, do you have any sober medicine for my brother?"

Taoist Mu stroked his straight beard, thought for a while and nodded and said: "There are no medicinal materials, but there are prescriptions. I will ask Daotong to get a pair when the medical clinic opens."

"I don't need the prescription, just give me a pen and paper and I will write it myself," Dong Xiangyan seemed to have finally come to his senses, holding his head and moaning in a low voice, but he still tried his best to explain his behavior clearly, "This prescription...is easy to use, next to it It takes a day and a half to slow down, and it is effective as soon as I drink it, I copied it from an ancient book!"

"So easy to use?" Chu Liuxiang had no doubts about him, and hurriedly asked Mu Taoist to bring a pen and paper.

This is also a trivial matter, Dong Xiangyan sat at the table thinking for a while, and wrote silently.

Needless to say, Dong Xiangyan, who was taught by the great Confucianism, has a good handwriting that is outstanding. The Mu Taoist who saw it was amazed. The psychological shadow of her visits the door again!

Chu Liuxiang was making strong tea for herself and tried to stay awake, when Taoist Mu suddenly panicked and said: "You entertain this guest first, I'll go and see if my Taoist boy is awake."

Chu Liuxiang: "Oh, yes."

Taoist Mu rushed east to make a gesture to Yanlue, and took away the page full of handwriting.

The two who were thrown alone in the yard looked at each other.

The bad water in Dong Xiangyan's stomach bubbled up, and he said firmly and jokingly: "It's definitely not as simple as going to see Daotong!"

Chu Liuxiang twitched his eyes and tried to stop him: "This is his territory after all, so it's not good to mess around?"

"Hey!~ Aren't you curious about his attitude?" Dong Xiangyan shook the brush in his hand, "The attitude change is too blunt, to be reasonable, considering that you and Lu Xiaofeng are similar friends, it's doubtful! "

Chu Liuxiang thought of Lu Xiaofeng who had friends all over the world, and also the little Phoenix whose friends cheated on him the most, felt powerless and unhappy.

"Please don't say that."

"Okay, I'll slap my mouth," Dong Xiangyan patted his mouth, but he didn't intend to change his actions at all, "If you don't go, I will go by myself?"

Chu Liuxiang: "...Wait! I'm with you!"

Confirming that he could not stop Dong Xiangyan, Chu Xiangshuai, who had no choice but to join forces, had naive thoughts.

He thought that he could pull Yanpi back when he was heading east.

In fact, when he skins, he always takes others to skin ←

Mu Taoist did not go to see Dao Tong as Dong Xiangyan said, but returned to his room, and took out a neatly folded note from his purse.

Seeing that the creases on the paper were a bit old, one could tell that it was something from a few years ago. He opened it so preciously and carefully compared the writing on it, as if he was afraid of Dong Xiangyan.

"Yes, exactly the same! It's exactly the same!"

Mu Taoist exclaimed with a pale face, two pieces of white paper, one old and one new, but the handwriting on them seems to be written by the same person, but the content is completely different.

Several years ago, shortly after Mu Daoren opened the ghost villa, he received a letter from the county magistrate of Yinxian Village.

Most of the contents of the letter were threatening words, which would not have been taken seriously by Mu Daoren, whose pseudonym was Old Swordsman at other times.

All the members of the ghost villa are harassed by ghosts and have no peace every day.He, who calls himself the master of ghosts, is also restless day and night. Every time he falls into a dream, he seems to step into an intricate and bizarre world.

Then this letter was sent to "Mu Taoist" by a mysterious person, which undoubtedly confirmed that the other party had found out his identity.

Mu Taoist, who wholeheartedly coveted the head of Wudang, could not be known of his stains, so this naked threat finally worked.

He gave up his status as a veteran swordsman, and became a wooden Taoist in peace, fulfilling his evening festival, and his dream became quiet.

Over the years, he thought he had forgotten the Ghost Villa, the old sword, and those restless nights...

But the nightmare is back!

When the wooden door was opened, Taoist Mu subconsciously pressed his trembling arm, and scolded vigilantly: "Who!"

Dong Xiangyan: "Me!"

Mu Taoist trembled firmly.

Dong Xiangyan was heartbroken by this sincere avoidance.

"Damn it, I'm so handsome but I hate it? Are you still a man!"

Mu Taoist, who had a wife and a woman who gave birth to a winner, forgot his fear at this moment, and only one sentence was on his mind.

Why am I not a man anymore!