[Zong Hokage] Uchiha's White Rabbit

Same as you now..."

Oh, that's how it is.Fei Jian... was not surprised at all, and looked at him twice: "...you might as well be more direct."

Quanze smiled, and sighed again after a while: "Let's go, let's see the truth." At this time, let's go and see his girl first.

"Is there something wrong with her?" Tobuma didn't comment, but asked inexplicably. He looked at Quanze's eyes full of doubts and paused, and then explained: "Last time, Quanna... "

Quanze was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't continue, he knew that Quanze had already figured it out.

"That's right..." Quan Ze frowned slightly: "It doesn't make sense that Shiori wouldn't shed a single tear when she died..." He raised his face with obvious doubts: "Truth doesn't have that so-called heart like ashes." Huh? Mood swings are normal, very stable? So what's wrong?"

He and Tobuma looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally could only decide to go and see the situation of the truth first.

Izumisawa is a newly built clan site in Konoha by Senju who came at night.

He flipped and jumped on the eaves lightly to avoid the sight of the guards, but was surprised to find that there were no guards near the house where the truth lived, and there was a jar of good pear blossom wine on the roof near a certain bedroom.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly remembered that when he sneaked out to play in the middle of the night, he smelled a faint smell of wine, and happened to find a jar of cherry blossom wine on a roof. He didn't intend to drink and suffer, so he put the wine jar in the package and took it away. In the end, he left some advice on wine making and money for the wine with a guilty conscience.

After half a month, he found that there would be wine on the roof, and the owner thoughtfully left a note expressing his gratitude for the suggestion, and the wine can be drunk freely...

no?Yuma and the others recognized me because of my habit of drinking on the verandah and on the roof?

He jumped up to the roof, put away the wine jar in a very complicated mood, and then knocked on the window and entered the room.

"Father." The girl in front of him, who was almost in the same mold as him, smiled softly and serenely. The swollen belly indicated that she was pregnant, but it still didn't affect her overall appearance: "You are back."

"...Your birth is divided." Quan Ze's mood was slightly complicated, and he sighed softly, "What's the matter with your face?"

"As expected of a father, you can see it right away." Truth still smiled flatly, "I gave all the extra souls to the child, so as not to let him face the things that my sister and I have experienced in the future, and completely cut off The possibility that his children will have a similar situation in the future, leaving only the basic personality..."

"So, the body with only my personality and my soul naturally developed towards my appearance?" Quan Ze couldn't laugh at all-looking at the female version of himself with a big belly and a complicated relationship with himself. No matter what a human child thinks, something is wrong.

"You are acting recklessly." He couldn't help frowning and scolded softly: "You are acting recklessly!"

He said so, but the truth on the other side was still smiling—she had completely lost her emotional changes, and would only make the choices she should make according to the needs of things, and she still smiled gently at Quan Ze's scolding: "But, I am A spoiled child, right? Then I take it for granted, do I have the capital to mess around?"

"But this is too much!" Quan Ze put on a new look: "After giving birth, just be honest and don't act rashly, I will watch you-you must know that if you do it again, you will not die like this Simple, do you understand?"

He stretched out his hand to poke the man's forehead with hatred, and cursed angrily: "Little heartless, the old father was out in fear, and came here all the way, you just say a few words—don't think You can buy me off with a jar of wine!"

old?The image of an old grandpa flashed in Feijian's mind, and he looked at the glamorous face in front of him. Unlike father and daughter, who were like brothers and sisters, the two laughed silently in their hearts. Is this considered old?

Well, judging from his age, Izumi is indeed an old man, but he looks young and handsome. Obviously, the two of them have been together in the Warring States Period for more than 30 years, but he still looks like It's the same as when I first came here - not only the appearance, but also the way of behavior has changed slightly.

"Speaking of which, what about the Thousand Hands?" Quan Ze frowned: "Is he so assured that there is no one around you?"

"I told him not to arrange anyone." Truth waved his hand: "I'm safe with the child, and nothing will happen—besides, if they mistake you for an enemy, wouldn't it be troublesome?"

This is indeed true.

At this time, any Uchiha is not suitable for conflict with this village that has just eased the relationship-whether it is the future Uchiha or the famous doctor who is married to Uchiha, it is not suitable.

What's more, Quan Ze is a long-dead person in the memory of people of this era-he disappeared after the death of his nominal wife Uchihai, and did not show up at the wedding ceremony of his nominal daughter Uchiha Mari. The news has never been revealed. If this is not a dead person, what is it?

At that time, Izumi smiled politely at the rare jokes made by Feijian, and replied casually: "It's a ghost."

Senshou·Zhen·Ghost·Tomama said that he didn't want to set an example of how he felt when he saw a living person as a ghost and said he was a ghost, and even bit the grilled fish that the first person handed him.

I have to say that Quanze's cooking skills are really good, even if he is too lazy to use Jianwangsan's full-level culinary skills, the taste is beyond ordinary people's level.

The main reason is that when Datang was inconvenient for Fang Fanxue for a certain month, he brought her a tribute soup with top cooking skills, and then he was almost pinned down in the kitchen by the master and never came out again...

It was because the master was afraid that he would become fat and out of shape, so he drove him out of Penglai and let him go to the Central Plains to practice, and then he was abducted by Yin Qingxu of the beggar gang and made a half-disciple...

Speaking of the truth, when the truth was born, Quanze finally saw the Thousand-handed Door-not the one who had been with him all the time, but the one who had only met when he was a child.

Hmm... He nestled in the corner and poked a pair of golden lotus eyes on the door next to him: "You looked good when you were young—by the way, when did you die?"

TBC.

☆、Chapter 84

"Forgot." The door was typed neatly, looking at the young man dressed in black standing at the door of the waiting room, constantly looking at the closed door, he turned his face to look at Quan Ze, who was in good spirits beside him: " What are you asking this for?"

"No, I just feel that your appearance doesn't seem to have changed much—I mean appearance, not height and temperament." Quan Ze blinked and looked at him: "Well, anyway, to me, your essence It's still the same, but it's different." He shrugged: "This is probably the wonder of time."

It's really amazing.I spread my eyes away from the door, and fell aimlessly in every corner of the newly built village. It was actually still early, and the sun shone loosely on the new leaves. The laughter of children was scattered in every street. Absorbing knowledge, the middle-aged people who have recovered from the war enjoy the peaceful atmosphere, and the old people move out of the wicker chairs and squint their eyes in the sun to fan the cattail fans.

A peaceful and peaceful appearance.The corners of the lips are slightly raised, and the eyes are much softer—although it is not too big, and there are not too many people, but it already has the busy and lively shadow of Konoha in the later generations.

Quan Ze, who happened to turn around to record this scene, could of course guess what Tokima was thinking, and he nodded his chin with great interest and smiled with the corners of his mouth bent: "Isn't it pretty to smile, why bother to keep a straight face every day?" ? Those who don’t know think someone owes you 80.”

Of course, he knew why Tobima couldn't laugh - wasn't it because of that big brother who was seldom reliable and very out of tune.

He clicked his tongue and couldn't help teasing him: "Sometimes I'm really glad that you were born with white hair, otherwise I'm really afraid that you will have gray hair because of Hashirama."

Unbelievably, Feijian nodded slightly, and the voice softly replied to him: "Ah, maybe."

Quanze looked at him in surprise for a while, turned his face away with a light smile, looked at Qianshou Feijian who was acting stiffly and somewhat at a loss, couldn't help but bend his eyes with a smile, his eyes were very loving Looking at the crumpled little princess who was still in the swaddling baby.

His mind suddenly jerked—although Truth still has her personality in her body, it is actually her own soul, so another way of saying it is——

She gave birth to a child for Tobima herself?

He startled himself, his golden pupils shrank slightly, and he glanced at the door calmly. Seeing that no one noticed his abnormality, he was still looking at the newly born Muye Village with soft eyes, and he was relieved. Get rid of all the distracting thoughts in his mind - it must be that the things that happened in the past two days exceeded expectations, and his mind was broken due to physical and mental exhaustion.

Yes, that must be the case.

Quanze was so frightened by the flashing thoughts at that time that he stayed in the room for three days and frantically approved documents, and then fell into a deep sleep for two days. The matter of teaching people the Central Plains dialect has been brought up on a daily basis, and the tuition fee has also been charged to Fei Jian.

However, Feijian learned the Central Plains dialect at an unbelievable speed—you know, even though Izumi came to Hokage at the same age at the same age, but because of the same long-term cultural accumulation, it took two or three years to speak quickly and fluently. .

The speed at which Fei Jian learned the Central Plains dialect was almost the same as Quan Ze II opened his eyes, from the baby's incomplete pronunciation to the level of fluent speech, and even better...

Quan Ze looked at the door where he was seriously practicing calligraphy with complicated emotions, and leaned against the pillars of the veranda and sighed softly with a face full of melancholy.

"What's the matter?" The hand in the leaf pondering how to make a sentence paused slightly, and then lightly put down the pen, then looked up at him with some doubts: "Wrong again?"

"No, it's pretty good." Quan Ze sighed again, "You learn so fast, I don't feel a sense of accomplishment..."

Feijian glanced at his still crooked traditional Chinese characters—is this called fast?He didn't think at all that the really fast one should be Quanze's speed of learning how to fly Thunder God.

Every half a month after the scroll was handed over to him, Quanze made a positioning mark on the back of his neck, and by the way happily lifted the braid at the back of his neck to let him leave a mark as well.

This is the speed.

Of course, he did not forget the seriousness of that matter.

Tobima told him very seriously at the time: "If I set the mark of the Flying Thunder God on you, it will be impossible to remove it in my life. With my ability, it may not be impossible to kill you after getting close to you—even if I can’t kill him, but I’m still confident if I’m seriously injured.”

"Oh, and then?" Quan Ze said indifferently: "So can we start now?"

"Have you taken it to heart?" Feijian suddenly felt a little frustrated-he is a thousand-handed Feijian!Is it really good for a Uchiha to trust him so much?

He once again emphasized the seriousness of the matter: "I might kill you."

"So what?" Izumi rolled his eyes at him: "Do you mind if I leave a mark on you? As a Senshoubanjian, you trust me, Uchiha, so much. Okay, Second Hokage-sama?"

What's wrong with him, a Konoha villager, trusting the village chief?And even though he couldn't understand Tomona's prejudice against the Uchiha clan, from a certain point of view, he didn't do anything wrong-although it was still not fair.

Feijian came back to his senses, and took another look at the copybook in his hand - the handwriting on it was smooth, elegant and strong, and casually elegant, and he looked at himself again, it was almost blinding.

He also read the Japanese written by Izumi Ze, and he couldn't help thinking about it—how hard was it to write a good handwriting when he was a toddler who couldn't hold the pen wobbly?

"Don't look, you are already very good." Quanze bit the pastry in his mouth, and his words were vague: "You can already catch up with our uneducated one, be satisfied."

Of course, Quanze here refers to the young students and scholars, and in the upward direction... Forget it, although the character in the upward direction still does not have that kind of character, the character strength is formed by the great Confucian scholars and famous poets in the upward direction.

But don’t talk about great Confucianism, even the words of idle poets are hard to come by, especially Mr. Li Taibai—all of them are protected by the pigeons of Changgemen as if they are the treasure of the town...

#dailywant to collect a pair of Mr. Taibai’s authentic works#

#But thinking about it can only be a dream#

#After all, there is everything in the dream#

He didn't care about him, and after confirming that he had nothing to do, he simply sat back behind the desk and practiced calligraphy. Scratching his head caused Gugu to take over another document and start reviewing it.

Well, it really is more motivating for two people to work together.

After a few months of post-war village construction, I finally felt that I could live a comfortable life. Suddenly, I returned to the new Konoha and started to rebuild the village. Izumi thought that he had gained some village construction system. The daily task is to watch the daily life of Jiancun.

Yet he knew that he hadn't come here to play—at least not on a whim.

He himself wouldn't believe it when he said it out. In fact, he has been busy with business all these years, and he came here for business from the beginning.

Or, for something, someone came.

He came here for Shimura Danzo, to investigate when he started to be interested in Uchiha's eyes, when he started to study gradual cells, and when he started planning to destroy Uchiha-he has been busy with this.

Therefore, accepting disciples in various countries and putting down eyeliner will naturally be able to better investigate which families with bloodstains have been attacked by Danzang - even his teacher, the Qianshou family, is not spared, and he is expected to treat other families Show mercy?

He could see clearly, this stinky old man Danzo, let alone being ugly, has a dark heart, which cannot be explained by the word greed.

Greed is probably not as greedy as his crime, is it?

#Speak as if you have seen the crime of greed#

That's what I said, but in fact, when Izumi saw Danzo who was still a teenager, he suspected for a moment that he had identified the wrong person.

He secretly looked at the chin of the young man in front of him—very good, it's still the fork, he didn't recognize the wrong person.

I have to say that Danzo in his youth was not ugly, really, but he was not very good-looking, but at least he could catch the eye, and his face did not have the gloomy feeling after getting old. All kinds of sunny and cheerful smiles.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the old bastard when you get old.

He sighed and shook his head, squinting his eyes to look at Senju Fuma, who had a gloomy face at Hashirama's funeral not long ago, with a solemn face in the sun, covered in pure white, only embroidered with "Secondaime Hokage" on the back 'The imperial god robe marked with blue writing, took the Hokage's iconic hat and turned to face the crowd.

"I will live up to everyone's expectations and let Konoha continue to prosper." He said this in a calm tone without too much turbulence, as if this is what he should have done in the first place.

And he really did it, and although some of the methods didn't seem very good, he did it really well.

TBC.

☆、Chapter 85

Quan Ze smirked and bumped his elbow on the waist beside him: "How is it? Let's see how it goes now?"

what does it feel likeA little emotional, and a little nostalgic, and nothing else - Tobima has nothing to regret in his life, and there is nothing to regret, so he replied: "I don't feel anything."

Izumi didn't think Token would feel ashamed at first, he just made a joke, but after getting the answer, he curled his lips, obviously expressing regret.

He didn't pay attention to him again—if he had to pay attention to and respond to everything, wouldn't he be exhausted just to live?

Quan Ze didn't mind being bored, he put his hands behind his head and his eyes fell on the faces of the noisy and excited people, and suddenly he began to miss the small village he hadn't been back to for some time.

He somewhat misses the rare peach blossom in the center of the village with luxuriant branches and leaves, which lifts its face pink when spring comes, the pond of lotus that cools the heart when looking at it in summer, and misses floating in the small courtyard in autumn. The sweet-scented osmanthus that fills the village makes me miss a small patch of plum blossoms at the foot of the mountain in the north of the village.

Of course, some still wanted to know what the village would look like after this passed.

So he turned his head and smiled at the door beside him: "Whenever, let's go back to my small village, I also want to go back."

Come on, this word is very strange.

The corners of Quan Ze's lips couldn't help but rise when he read this word - he rarely said the word 'return' to people, because for him, except for the real home, other places can only be regarded as 'going', while Not 'go back'.

As he said, going home has always been just a few places-Horai, the land of the Uchiha tribe, and now there is another small village.

He looked at it for a while, then turned his gaze away: "Okay, let's go back."

When he said this, his tone was very natural, as if he didn't realize that there was something wrong at all, Quanze looked at him suspiciously - Tobima had never said before, 'Why don't you go and see your village' and didn't It's not 'why don't you go back and see your village', but this time, he also used 'go back'.

Does this count as taking another thousand hand and going back?Or the one in the main line, Senshou Feima who has a lot of opinions on Uchiha?

"In two days, I'll go back and have a look with the truth." Quan Ze bent his eyes and smiled brightly - he was looking forward to the expressions of those thousands of hands who were abducted back, but he also understood that those people had no Can't see the door.

It's cool just thinking about it in your heart, isn't it?

The small village is developing very well, and the problem that Quanze was worried about because of too many people and not enough hell has not happened at all.

This enchantment that enveloped the village seemed to have spirituality. As the ninjutsu grew, it gradually enveloped a wider area, but the free time to enter and exit only one day a month finally began to be a bit difficult.

Otsutsuki's current patriarch—and also the village Otsutsugi sage who was identified by Izumi Ze explained to him so slowly.

This is also what Izumi Ze expected, so he gave a letter to the truth and stayed in the village to start researching the enchantment—there must be some way to solve it, after all, when they arrived here from the Uchiha family, Although the enchantment still exists, at least it will not prevent them from entering.

It's just that the movement of Chakra is a little slow, and it should be because of this enchantment.

In other words, the existence of the enchantment cannot be erased, but its ability can be weakened, so that it can be used to protect the people in the village.

So how exactly?Uchiha style helpless.JPG

He was very sad, really sad, but he didn't want to drink away his sorrow. He wanted to find a solution instead of just letting it go.

So what's the solution?Quanze was even more worried, so he calmed down and thought about what he was going to do.

So he stopped drinking, and smiled looking at the peach blossom tree above his head that was blown by the wind and raining pink flowers—can't drink, can't he brew it?

He stretched himself and stood up, a "floating world" holding an umbrella up the tree, took out a few washed empty wine jars, picked a few jars of peach blossoms that were about to bloom, and returned to the only one in the village to grow peach blossoms. In the small courtyard with sweet-scented osmanthus, I entered the kitchen and got ready to do a big job after I tied up my hair.

It's rare that he didn't do experiments in the laboratory, but sat in the living room quietly drinking tea, glanced at him casually, and understood what he was going to do. He put down his teacup and leaned against the kitchen door frame to watch him busy, and said abruptly: "Need help?"

"Huh?" Quan Ze paused his hand, which was busy distributing the ratio of salt to water, and then his eyes lit up quickly: "Okay! Then you can help me adjust the ratio of salt to water, and I will find some more after I finish dividing the flowers." Come over with the wine jar—after dividing, you just throw the divided flowers into the jar and soak for 5 minutes."

Fei Jian nodded, took the salt jar and spoon he handed over, his expression was serious and his movements were smooth and natural, and he stunned to turn such a craft of winemaking into a chemical experiment. Prepare to record such a commemorative brewing.

This is the first time Tokaima has helped him make wine, and we drink quite a lot together on weekdays.

"What? This time, I finally decided to share the hard work and don't eat for free?" Thinking about it, he suddenly felt that he was at a big loss—how much did Akira Izumi spend secretly in order to hide the matter of Yin and other students for so long? effort?In the end, I still have to support him.

He thought so, but looked at Qianshoubei with a smile: "Give me a reaction?"

How can I react?Tobima ignored him, put aside the divided bottles and jars one by one, and began to divide the next batch.

Izumi shrugged uninterestedly, divided up the last small pile of peach blossoms, stepped on the slippers outside the door frame, and ran to the storage room to find an empty wine jar to wash, and then dug out the sugar and dried wine from the cabinet. The summer mat for flowers, and then slowly returned to the kitchen.

Tobima was just about to fish out the first batch of peach blossoms that had been put into the salt water. He stopped him with a smile and gave a light cough, and carried the flower jars with others to the veranda, and then spread out the bamboo mats that had been carefully wiped. On the side, let Feijian fish out the flowers and put them on top, and he poured the salt water soaked in the corpses of small bugs into the ditch, and when Feijian fished out a bouquet of peach blossoms, he poured a jar of water into the ditch. Salt water for bug carcasses.

They have a tacit understanding, although it is the first time to cooperate, but they have a tacit understanding as if they have cooperated for a long time.

Quan Ze was a little dazed—ah, so they were already so familiar with each other.

I am familiar with Quanze knowing when Toikama will withdraw his hand from the jar, and I am familiar with when Izuma will reach out to take the jar away—just like Izumi knows that Toikama likes fish, how to make fish, How much salt is enough for the same thing, and Tiama also knows that Izumi likes all kinds of desserts and wine, how to make desserts, and how drunk he gets every time.

They have been together for a long time, so familiarity seems to be a matter of course, but Quanze can't help being happy—it feels really good to have someone who understands you so well in the world.

At least in front of such a person, there is no need to hide at all—at least not too much, the deepest secrets must be kept tightly hidden.

"What are you laughing at?" After picking up the flowers, he flicked his wrist: "What's wrong?"

"No, I just remembered a poem." Quan Ze poured out the last pot of water, packed up the pot and walked back: "Want to hear it?"

"It's up to you." Fei Jian spread the peach blossoms on the mat even more, without turning his head - he found that he was really letting him go more and more now.

"Then wait until you know all the characters." Quan Ze scratched his head: "I'm not very good at expressing the meaning of that poem in the native language, and it's quite cumbersome to explain - what bothered me the most back then was history , even though I volunteered to learn it, it is really annoying."

He sighed with frustration on his face: "But it turns out that the most troublesome thing is the foreign language - the senior brothers can obviously scold the group of pirates fluently, and some of them can also translate for the special envoys, and I am the only one left. You can look at them with a dazed face."

I have to say that he was really embarrassed at the time, but the senior brothers and sisters really loved him, seeing his situation, they just laughed twice and 'drive' him back to the sect.

It would have been better if they hadn't publicized this matter in the sect and made him laugh for half a year.

"Then you teach me how to write first." Before Quan Ze could finish his sigh, he heard that the door had turned around, his crimson eyes revealed an unidentified persistence: "Anyway, I have to learn anyway."

"...that's fine." Quanze thought about it for a while and thought it was the same, and he didn't care about Feijian's inexplicable attachment—it has always been like this, as long as there is something that can arouse other interests and let him study and research, he will Will not miss any opportunity.

He was almost getting used to the indirect convulsions of Tokaima's blood-beating mode.

Izumi admires himself very much. Really, he accepted it calmly from time-traveling from reality to games, and he calmly adapted from time-traveling from games to anime. He has been traveling in parallel worlds and he has also calmly planned and planned. On the way, he could appease a clan brother who was not his own clan brother and appeared to be older than himself, another clan brother of his own...

All kinds of tricks come in turn, but Quanze is quite adaptable - to be honest, he admires himself.

There is nothing in this world that can surprise him anymore.He thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it - there are always some things in the world that he doesn't realize, and he still can't achieve the state of being invincible in all aspects.

What's more, he didn't want to be slapped in the face.

Not only the human essence is there.

#The so-called human essence, but lemon, pigeon, true fragrance and repeater#

#I'm afraid that if this Flag is inserted today, I will be slapped in the face tomorrow#

#Thinking about it is really scary#

TBC.

☆、Chapter 86

Quan Ze brought the paper and pen from the house, and it was rare to seriously flatten the paper. Then he picked up the pen and wrote slowly while reading. It was really slow, so slow that he didn't need to concentrate too much Write down the writing order and mouth pronunciation.

No matter how slow he was in writing, his handwriting was still smooth and powerful, the ink was not out of shape in the slightest, it was upright and clear with dark edges hidden, it was not like him at all.

Quan Ze seems to have always been lazy and gentle, and when he is interested, he is particularly agile and cunning. He doesn't look like a person who is about to be over a hundred years old. His pure blue eyes are clean and almost transparent.

He obviously hates troubles very much, but when things come to his door, he solves them quickly with lightning speed, and even has time to maximize the benefits in it. He is cold-blooded and ruthless.

It was like the Fourth Ninja World War, when he agreed not to intervene, but he helped him, and when he could save a lot of people, he stood on the sidelines. In the world, Quanze can still stand on the sidelines, even if it is his clan brother who has been hurt for so long who is involved.

He is really curious about how Izumi's heart grows - he often complains about this and that about the miserable fate of the Uchiha clan, but when things really happen, he watches from the sidelines, clearly caring. No, but never intervene until the critical moment.

In other words, he has never directly intervened, and has always used the most gentle way to reverse the situation. For this reason, he will plan for a long, long time.

He didn't believe at all that he was estimating the "heavenly way" of his false compliments, either because he was lazy, or just because the benefits were the greatest and the losses were the least, so it was reasonable to spend some time.

Tomona felt that there should be many of these two possibilities.

Quanze over there put down his pen, and looked back at the paper—writing: Peach Blossom Song.

Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Immortals in Peach Blossom Temple.The Peach Blossom Immortal planted peach trees and picked flower branches for wine money.If you are sober, you only sit in front of the flowers; when you are drunk, you have to sleep under the flowers.Before and after flowers, day after day, drunk and sober year after year...

"I really like this poem." Quan Ze was still spinning his pen beside him with envy in his eyes: "After all, this kind of life is really unrestrained, and it can basically be said to be my ideal type."

"Tang Bohu is also one of my favorite poets." As Quan Ze said, before he could ask questions, he began to talk on his own: "Back then, I believed what my colleagues—that is, the people who worked with me—said. The so-called drunkenness relieves a thousand worries, and then I went to look through the book a few days later and came across this sentence—yes, he wrote it, I forgot what it was called, and said, "Wine, unless it can relieve your worries, I'm afraid it will be worse when you wake up." , Sorrow comes and remains the same', I thought it would be better to get drunk after the matter is settled? Fuck him, get drunk to solve thousands of worries, there is an old saying that it is even more worrying to use wine to relieve sorrow."

He snorted, and continued to say nonchalantly: "Sorrows that can be solved with alcohol are never worries, and this sentence is not the same as things that can be solved with money."

After thinking about it for a while, this is indeed the truth - even though he still couldn't understand what the poem meant, he could still feel the unrestrained and unrestrained nature in it.

That must be a good life.He couldn't help thinking about it, took the paper back and put it away, and then went back to the verandah and followed Quanze to wash the bottles and jars soaked in peach blossoms, as well as the wine jars taken out of the storage room, I went back to the veranda and waited for the peach blossoms to dry. I sprinkled a layer of sugar on the bottom of each wine jar, and when the peach blossoms were dry, spread a layer of peach blossoms and then sprinkled a layer of sugar, and finally filled them with the best sake. Seal it and it's done.

"What about you? Do you want to live that kind of life?" Feijian asked the question unexpectedly, his eyes were still full of seriousness.

"Huh? It would be nice if I could live well." Quan Ze still replied casually, with a bit of thought in his eyes: "I am a very contradictory person, maybe because my master is also a very I am a contradictory person, or it may be that I am a contradictory person. On the one hand, I really want to live a healthy, peaceful and happy life without incident, but on the other hand, I hope to stay away from the world without waking up from the dream, so what have I thought? I don't even know my life."

Tobima nodded thoughtfully: "I see."

"Huh?" Quan Ze sealed the last wine jar and looked at him puzzled: "What do you know?"

Tobima shook his head and stopped talking.

"Oh, what's the matter with you?" Quan Ze couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Either ignore people or hang people in the middle of what they say. Is it intentional or intentional? You are poisonous?"

As he said so, he didn't ask the question again.

After all, they know each other very well, and in a sense they are surprisingly similar - if they decide not to say anything, they don't intend to reveal anything even if it is wiped out in the next second.

This kind of weird attachment should not play a role in this aspect, okay?It will really suffocate people!

I don’t know how many times I said this sentence, but I still have to repeat it anyway-Uchiha Izumisawa, anyway, I don’t know why he was favored by the world, but he was so lucky that he exploded.

Quanze looked at the box under the tree that had been buried for an unknown amount of time, but was made of an unknown material. It appeared dark golden under the moonlight, and it didn't look old at all.

He tossed the shovel aside weakly, and smiled: "Look, I don't need to think about things at all—I've been thinking about it for so long, but in the end it's better to pick some peach blossoms to make wine."

"How do you know that the answer to the question must be in this box?" Fei Jian raised his eyebrows uncontrollably—if it was really inside, wouldn't this kid's luck be too wicked?

"I don't know, I just have such an intuition anyway." Quan Ze shrugged, dragged the box and pulled it out bit by bit, while not forgetting to greet Feijian: "Help! Pull this thing out to make room for I save wine!"

Oh yes, he actually forgot.Fei Jian jumped down into the pit with a calm expression, helped people drag the box out of the pit, and then put down the boxed wine jars one by one to fill up the empty space in the box, and finally filled with soil, and returned to the yard under the moonlight .

He should have remembered earlier, this man's intuition has always been terribly accurate.

Quanze pushed the door out of the room and closed the door, and then began to clean the box carefully, squinting slightly at the symbol at the opening—he said that a world is still a world with a high degree of completion, it is impossible Doting so much on an outsider, either because there is a purpose or because the world owes him some kind of 'debt'.

"It's really dozing off, and someone will bring you a pillow." He snorted and locked the combination lock on the box two or three times.