Inside the house, Mr. Sun was not in a hurry to open the wine jar.

After Jin Ling changed into a dress and asked him to sit down, he asked with a smile: "Brother, you are kind-hearted. I see that you are a little kind, and I also think you are a little familiar with each other. I don't know what your name is?"

"My name is Jin Ling!" Jin Ling said loudly, "Actually, when I look at my husband, I feel a little close, just like seeing my grandfather!"

Mr. Sun was very happy when he heard this and laughed.

The waiter Sun Fu smiled and said, "You are young, but you know how to flatter the rod."

Jin Ling's words were not actually flattering, it was indeed what he really thought. Since he heard Mr. Sun's storytelling yesterday, he always felt that this old man was kind and friendly, as familiar as his relatives. He was very happy when he met, and felt like he was losing something when he left, and when he missed him, he was even more heart-wrenching and sad and crying.

At this time, he was facing Sun Sheng in the room. His heart was pounding, and a feeling of closeness arose, his body and mind were filled with warmth and joy, and it was like seeing the grandfather in the dream world again.

But Mr. Sun traveled around the world and saw more people, and only regarded Jin Ling as a simple boy who admired him a little, brought gifts to curry favor with him, or wanted to get some benefits and rewards.

Is a child? Coming in the rain, this kind of intention is OK. He was about to say a little perfunctory and give some money to compensate the young man, but when he opened the jar of wine and a scent of wine floated out, he immediately felt refreshed.

Without saying much, Mr. Sun carefully took out a well-decorated wooden box from his luggage.

When I opened the wooden box, there was a set of fine porcelain wine glasses, which were as crystal clear as snow, and were of different sizes. I took out a medium-sized cup and placed it on the table, and carefully poured a glass of wine. He had a very good hand, and poured the wine down to such a small cup at the mouth of the huge jar, but the wine never spilled a drop.

When he put the wine glass under his nose and smelled it, the old man immediately became excited and seemed to be unable to believe his nose. Then he licked it like a treasure, closed his eyes, and let the wine flow down his throat, feeling the fragrance of the throat, sweet and sour.

"Good wine!" Mr. Sun finally couldn't help but say, "Good wine!"

He slapped the table and shocked Sun Fu. Sun Fu served Mr. Sun for many years and rarely saw him praise a kind of wine like this, "Sir, is it really a good wine?"

"What a good wine." Mr. Sun sucked the wine in his mouth a few times and sighed softly, "What is better than wine is the taste of old friends in the wine."

An old friend? Does he refer to Uncle Jiujin? Jin Ling thought to himself.

"Sun Fu, you go down first. I have something to talk to this friend." Mr. Sun said.

Sun Fu quietly retreated and gently closed the door when he left.

"From the grassland village?" Mr. Sun took another sip of wine and asked slowly after tasting it.

"Yes, sir." Jin Ling replied.

"What is your relationship with Li Jiujin?" asked Mr. Sun.

"He is a wine seller in our village. When he knew I was coming to deliver you wine, he changed me a jar of good ones." Jin Ling told the truth.

"Wine seller?" Mr. Sun smiled playfully, and then looked at the young man up and down. The child in front of him was in his teens, with bright eyes, a stubborn head and a strong body, and there was a smell on his body that he couldn't figure out.

Inexplicably, Mr. Sun found that he had a great affection for this young man, and this kind of affection exceeded his feelings for any other young man.

And now, it is their first meeting.

"Jin Ling." The young man replied.

"What!" Mr. Sun finally cried out in a daze, his face also changed, "Jin Ling, your surname is Jin?"

Mr. Sun traveled around the country for most of his life, and there were not many things that could make him change his color. He stood up, opened the door and found Sun Fu outside: "Precaution the gate of the courtyard, and outsiders will not see him."

"Yes, sir." Sun Fu bowed and went to guard the gate of the courtyard.

Mr. Sun came back and bolted the door from the inside.

"Sir, there are thousands of people with the Jin surname in the Northern Jin Kingdom. Is there anything special about this?" Jin Ling's heart tightened and asked in a pretentious manner.

Mr. Sun did not answer, and gently stroked the wine jar with one hand, and his two silences were deep and thoughtful.

"There are many people with the Jin surname, but there are very few people with the Jin surname that can know Li Jiujin." Mr. Sun said a little confusedly, came to his senses and smiled, "It's rare that he still remembers me and has this kind of intention after so many years. No wonder there is a trace of old friends in this wine. However, he belongs to him, you belong to you, in the strong wind and rain, he walked twenty miles with a jar of wine. I really appreciate this feeling."

"Tell me, what reward do you want is not for the wine, but for this intention. As long as I can do it, I will definitely help you." The old man said magnanimously.

Before Jin Ling could speak, he felt that his left wrist was very hot. He lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves and saw that there were a circle of red marks on his wrist, and the color was getting darker and darker, and it evolved towards purple-red or even purple-black.

It was said to be traces and very neat, just like wearing a bracelet on your wrist.

There are about a dozen white dots on this circle, with strange patterns around the dots, and in addition, there are several strange things like text.

This circle looks very familiar, just like the exquisite black bracelet taken out of the safe in the last moment of my life in my dream world.

Not bad, it's just that, the more you look at it, the more you look.

"Damn it!" Jin Ling tried to wipe the circle of marks hard, trying to see if he could erase it. After a moment, the circle did disappear, and the hot feeling also disappeared.

The wrist was white and clean, and there was no sign of the strange circle just now.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Sun asked when he saw his expression was strange. As soon as he said that his face suddenly changed, he reached into his arms, took out a purse and opened it. He saw a white bead the size of a soybean in his purse, shining with a hint of heat.

The beads are generally round, but not smooth, but are crystalline on multiple sides. They usually feel a little astringent and cool, just like jade.

This is an unknown piece of jade passed down from Mr. Sun's ancestor. It has a strange texture, neither gold nor jade. However, it has a good effect. If it is input into immortal power, it will emit a warm and cool meaning, which can refresh the mind and make people feel depressed and refreshed. He has worn it on his body since he was a child, and it has been more than 60 years since he was a child.

Strangely, it has never had any abnormality in the past sixty years and has always felt cool. Now, it suddenly has a white light and is still emitting a hint of heat!

This kind of change made Mr. Sun, who is knowledgeable, feel very strange.

When the bead appeared, Jin Ling suddenly widened his eyes and held his breath!

Because, he found that the bead was very familiar! Its appearance was exactly the same as the bead he obtained at the bottom of the water before he was unconscious, but the color was different! Moreover, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it seemed to be very close!

Just as I was thinking about this, the black bracelet suddenly appeared again without being driven by my own consciousness.

Moreover, its temperature is constantly changing, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, sometimes gentle.

I feel that this black bracelet wants that bead! I really want it!

"Sir, are you talking about giving me this bead as a reward?" For some reason, he swallowed hard and said this very rude and abrupt sentence.

Mr. Sun was stunned and it was too late to take back the beads. He had no idea at all, but just subconsciously took out the beads and looked at their abnormalities.

"It seems that although it's not worth much, I like it very much." Jin Ling said, snatching the purse and beads from Mr. Sun's hand in a daze, and hiding it in his arms happily.

"I don't..." Mr. Sun only felt that the thunder rolled in front of him, and he stayed for a while but didn't react. This kid, this kid's face was too thick...
Chapter completed!