For a moment, neither of them said a word, and the room was silent. The woman was carrying Su Fan on her back, wondering what she was thinking.
Su Fan lowered his head silently, slightly embarrassed, and was stunned when he looked at the purple flowers on the table.
After a long time, the woman coughed lightly and finally said: "You are free here, and the entire garden nearby is also yours."
Su Fan was secretly pleasantly surprised. It would be nice if such a quiet and hermit-like life really existed, as he would not have to fight with others and end up unhappy.
The woman was silent for a moment and then said: "If you want to go to the city, you can, but you can't leave the city. I will send you a message if I need to see you."
Su Fan smiled and nodded.
The woman continued: "But remember, anyone in the city can be offended. It doesn't matter the strength of my Tianyuan Sect. It's just the messenger who can't offend."
Su Fan asked in confusion: "The messenger?"
The woman did not answer Su Fan's question, but continued: "Also, you can't leave the city. Even if there is a big matter, you have to ask me for instructions."
Su Fan bowed again and said, "My subordinates will definitely do what the county chief says."
Then, the two fell into silence again. After a while, the woman turned into a red shadow and floated out of the room, leaving only one sentence: "Elder guard, he is a senior, so you should respect him more."
Su Fan was stunned and thought to himself, if you hadn't arranged for that elder to test me, how could I have offended anyone at will, even at the elder level?
If it hadn't been for Su Fan's sneak attack just now, there would have been another fierce battle.
Su Fan shook his head helplessly, looked around at the surrounding environment, and smiled with satisfaction.
Although this place is simple and simple, it is exactly the life Su Fan wants, quiet and peaceful.
Su Fan looked out the window, and saw a ray of setting sun shining into the place where the woman had just landed, leaving a faint fragrance behind.
Immediately, the pinch in his hand turned into a purple mist and disappeared without a trace.
The old wine street that Lin Xiaofeng talked about was always mentioned by Su Fan. If he had to enter the county capital, Su Fan really wanted to learn the art of wine making.
Originally, he was afraid that the restraints in the county capital were tight and there would be no chance. However, the woman's words made Su Fan extremely happy.
The temptation of the old wine street made Su Fan reluctant to sit down and rest for a while, so he walked quickly.
When passing the pavilion at the door, Su Fan deliberately stopped and walked to the old man and bowed respectfully.
The old man didn't say anything, he just sat upright with his eyes closed. Perhaps he was recovering from his injuries and didn't find Su Fan, or perhaps he had nothing to say to Su Fan.
Su Fan is not the kind of person who is unreasonable and unforgiving. Besides, it would be inappropriate for Su Fan to take action on this matter. The old man is an elder after all.
So Su Fan didn't care about the old man's indifference and disappeared in the courtyard in a flash.
Luoxian City was indeed a fairyland. It was filled with fog and misty rain all day long. After several inquiries, Su Fan discovered the coveted old wine street on a street corner in the east city.
The old wine street is not overflowing with the aroma of wine, but only the faint fragrance of earth after the rain.
There were not many pedestrians on the street, and a few scattered people were walking in a hurry.
Su Fan walked into the old wine street, stepped on the muddy soil, and frowned. The scene with the aroma of wine floating around in his mind was a huge contrast.
At the end of the old wine street, Su Fan finally saw the Zuixianju that Lin Xiaofeng was talking about. The Zuixianju looked a bit like it.
The word "wine" floated on the quaint building. When Su Fan stepped into the door of the building, a strong and compelling aroma of wine floated into his nose.
Su Fan unconsciously showed a smile, happy that he was not in the wrong place at last, or that he had wine to drink again.
The accountant on the counter yawned lazily, staring blankly at the yellowed account books without saying a word, even though he had already seen Su Fan coming in.
Su Fan smiled faintly and said softly: "I wonder if your shop can hire someone to make wine." Perhaps he didn't want to break the tranquility here, so Su Fan's voice was so soft that even Qing's accountant didn't hear it.
No one answered Su Fan's question, so Su Fan spoke again, this time his voice was obviously a little louder.
The clerk finally heard it clearly and said blankly: "If you want to learn how to make wine, go to the backyard and find the master of wine."
There is an exquisite small room in the backyard. There are several plum trees planted outside the room. The plum blossoms have not bloomed yet, so there are only bare branches.
Sitting on the floor in the room was an old man with all white hair and beard. The old man was holding a piece of dust in his hand and was warming wine.
Behind him is a huge stone platform with a huge lid that looks like a bowl.
Su Fan walked into the room gently. The old man still looked at the wine bottle and said with a smile: "It's rainy season, so I guess I didn't come here to drink."
Su Fan nodded.
The old man added: "You are so young, but you are not in the wrong place."
Su Fan smiled.
The old man smiled and nodded and said, "Then you must be here to learn winemaking from me."
Su Fan nodded, bowed, and said, "Junior Su Fan wants to learn winemaking from my senior."
The old man raised his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Since you are a cultivator, you really don't deserve the title of senior."
Su Fan chuckled lightly and said: "Senior really has good eyesight, but juniors are juniors after all, and seniority does not depend on cultivation..."
The old man laughed and said, "Okay, it's really good."
When Su Fan was puzzled, he suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and the cover behind the old man slowly opened.
A figure jumped out from inside, Lin Xiaofeng and Su Fan paused, then smiled at the old man.
The old man looked at Lin Xiaofeng warmly and said, "You are indeed a good friend."
Lin Xiaofeng was amused and said with a smile: "You and I have been brothers for so many years, how could I lie to you?"
Su Fan was completely speechless. A child and an old man with white beard and hair had been brothers for many years, and the old man's expression was still the same, without any change, as if this was true.
Su Fan looked at Lin Xiaofeng strangely and asked curiously: "Are you really hundreds of years old?"
Lin Xiaofeng said displeased: "So you don't believe what I said."
Su Fan smiled bitterly and said, "I believe it when I write it down."
Lin Xiaofeng chuckled and said, "You didn't go to the county capital?"
The old man suddenly said: "You want to go to the county capital?"
Su Fan sighed: "I originally wanted to go to the county capital to learn how to brew immortal wine, but I didn't expect that there is none."
The old man smiled and said: "I don't know how to make immortal wine, but I do know how to make the most delicious wine in the world."
Lin Xiaofeng was already a little impatient and shouted: "The warm wine is not ready yet?"
The old man smiled faintly and said: "Wait a moment, little brother, since you know the Immortal, do you know about the Tianyuan Gate?"
The old man's tone was extremely sincere. Su Fan didn't have the nerve to lie, so he said, "Junior knows."
The old man added: "Then do you know that there are seven factions in Tianyuan Sect?"