Chapter 1758, The Battle between Yashuo and Yashuo
There are many people in the world who have suffered injuries, heart injuries, emotional injuries, sword wounds, and knife wounds. The injuries suffered by this type of people are serious if they are serious, and they are not serious if they are not serious. But no matter whether they are serious or not, these people will
There is one virtue, and that is drinking!
Wine is a very good thing. The strong burning knife unique to the north can be used to heal wounds. The unique bamboo leaf green, fairy dew and nectar of the south are indispensable good wines during the banquets of elegant people. And the more famous
It's Dukang! Dukang is both the name of a wine and a person's name, because this Dukang wine was invented and brewed by Dukang. It has a long and long taste. When you roll it around your tongue for three days, the strong aroma of the wine penetrates into your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.
The wine rushes from the bottom of my heart to my throat over and over again, back and forth more than ten times. Such a good wine is certainly worth a thousand dollars!
How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang!
This famous saying can be passed down through the ages, and of course it is indispensable that the reputation of Dukang wine spreads far and wide!
Ye Jianli almost staggered through the woods. He didn't know how many more people were coming to kill him. Of course he wasn't afraid of one or two, but after one or two, there might be countless more, even if he was a
He can't stand Iron Man either.
His dark and neat long hair was now disheveled, and his brows no longer had that easy-going demeanor, but were replaced by sharpness and viciousness. His white clothes were no longer white, with many scratches and scratches.
A few places were stained with mud, tree pulp, and even spider webs.
Has the descendant of the Ye family, the head of the four great aristocratic families, ever been in such a miserable state?
He has been fleeing in the woods for more than ten days. Yes, he is fleeing! He only has the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, and his baggage has been forced to be thrown away. He really cannot bear too much weight because of the threat to his life.
When the time came, if the Weeping Blood Sword wasn't so useful, he would have thrown it away long ago.
In the past ten days, in the pursuit of life and death, he could no longer remember how many people he had killed. He only remembered that if not fifty of the killers in the world died in his hands, they were all killed.
Killed by the Weeping Blood Sword!
In these ten days, he had forty or fifty fresh lives in his hands!
Ye Jianli never showed any pity for the death of these people. It was not worthy of his pity at all. The fact was very cruel. Either the other party died, or Ye Jianli died!
Ye Jianli is not a saint or a Buddha, so he cannot save others by himself, and cut off his own flesh and blood to feed the eagles. It is because he knows this that he breaks through the ghost gate several times and returns injured.
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In the past ten days, anything that happened in the world had nothing to do with him. No matter it was his family or the important people in his heart, he didn't care about it. He really didn't have any extra time to care about it.
He needs wine very much now, just because he needs to heal his injuries. He has been injured in many places. Except for the internal injuries and the areas protected by the gold thread clothing, there are more or less injuries in other places. These injuries may be serious or minor.
, but where can there be wine in this wilderness? Even if there is wine, would he dare to drink it?
After so many days of hunting, he has reached the point where everything is in danger. At night, even if there is just a little noise, he will think that the enemy may be coming. When it is confirmed, he secretly curses himself for being such a bastard.
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He clearly remembered being given a hatchet by a woodcutter with a smile on his face while he was drinking tea. However, his sword broke the woodcutter's belly.
He still remembered that when a country girl was pouring sugar water for herself, she was accidentally pricked by the girl's unique thin needle. When her body was on the verge of collapse, she used the Weeping Blood Sword to kill her directly.
He also remembered that when an honest and simple herbalist was applying medicine to his wounds, he almost opened his acupuncture points with his palms, but he still used the Weeping Blood Sword to kill him.
This is a swampland. It rained all night last night, and it was pouring. The early morning rain and dew stopped on the green leaves, giving it a different kind of vitality. However, this place is full of dangers.
The layers of miasma are one of the dangers. The miasma contains a violent toxin. Although it is not as good as the three strange poisons, it is not far behind. There are even snakes, insects, tigers and leopards in the swamp. These birds of prey are one of the dangers left behind.
This large swamp blocks the way ahead, but there are cliffs on the other two sides, which is also one of the dangers.
In this swamp, there is a small wooden house quietly built in the center. There is no road on the way to this wooden house, so we can only fly across it. The other end of the swamp is about twenty feet away from the wooden house. , who can leap twenty feet in one leap?
Of course this is impossible!
The swamp is an extremely difficult place to cross. Since no one can fly across that far, there must be a secret in it! But since there are secrets and there are people living there, it is of course even more dangerous.
Ye Jianli stood at the end of the swamp with unkempt hair, looking at the small wooden house in the center of the swamp in front of him with cloudy eyes. His face was covered with mud, but at this time, his breathing was a little rapid, and his throat was shaking violently. Listen, the hand holding the Weeping Blood Sword is even redder.
When he wanted to get to Suzhou, he could have gone around the cliff, but instead he climbed up with great difficulty, and now his goal was the small wooden house in front of him!
His white clothes have completely turned into a yellowish color, and some places have even turned into a dark red color, which is caused by the fusion of old and new blood plus the mixture of rain and dew.
Why did he come here? Why did he go to the cabin?
He smelled the aroma of wine! He smelled a wine aroma that surpassed the green bamboo leaves, fairy dew and green nectar, and the green spring!
Ye Jianli is an out-and-out drunkard. During these days of escape, he has not touched any alcohol. Due to his high concentration, he is forced to use alcohol to numb himself; his injuries require alcohol to heal.
Even if the worst brew is placed in front of him, he will drink it without leaving a drop!
The aroma of wine now is what he desires even more!
Now the swamp has become an obstacle on his way forward. The swamp is full of light red silt and dark black water plants. If an object reaches a certain weight and falls into the swamp, it will slowly sink until you disappear completely. In the swamp.
This is a masterpiece!
Ye Jianli could see it clearly at a glance, and the two sword eyebrows stained with mud could not help but frown. His eyes turned cloudy and became determined. His thoughts began to race rapidly, and his eyes began to stare at the swamp.
A quarter of an hour later, Ye Jianli had torn off a piece of cloth to wrap his mouth and nose. This was to prevent the miasma. Miasma entered the human body through the nose and mouth and began to destroy the internal coordination of the human body.
Then, he picked up the Weeping Blood Sword and raised it with both hands flat on his chest, and began to walk slowly forward, towards the swamp! towards the cabin!
At the tenth step, he was standing on the swamp, and there was no energy in his body. He was not using his true energy! Therefore, his body did not stop, but slowly sank downwards.
It almost reached his waist, and then his chest. Finally, he stopped sinking, but the tightness in his chest made his face start to turn red.
At this time, a strange scene appeared!
His chest-less body actually began to move in the swamp that said, "As long as you move, you will die and there will be nothing left." His breathing was extremely steady, and his whole body slowly flowed towards the hut like water.
go.
This scene is enough to shock people!
Two hours finally passed by like a snail. Ye Jianli's head was dripping with sweat, and his face was horribly red. After these two hours of hard work and chest tightness, he finally accomplished something he expected.
A miracle beyond the comprehension of others, his hand has already closed on the stone under the cabin!
It is even more incredible that there are still stones in the swamp. Ye Jianli climbed up the stone with difficulty, and he became a complete clay figure as if he had crawled out of the mud.
Suddenly a voice came from the door, saying: "There is a spiritual mountain in the mountains. Good mountains and good waters make lovers cry. Tears hang on the lips and are dotted with crimson. They are free and happy and become immortals in wine!"
Ye Jianli murmured: "The fairy in the wine is so carefree and free."
The voice from the room came again, saying: "Don't ask passers-by, you will know if it is good or bad after tasting it. If you come here for good wine, please stay drunk and leave!"
Ye Jianli smiled and said: "Master is so interested, it would be disrespectful not to come and have a taste!"
There was a "squeak" sound, and the wooden door opened in response. What came into view was an old man in a green shirt. The old man also turned his head to look at this first guest in twenty years.
The old man is very old, with deep and shallow wrinkles, and he is very thin. Although the wooden house is small, there are dozens of wine jars, and the alluring aroma of wine naturally comes from the jar in front of the old man.
It came from the wine jar.
Ye Jianli took a deep breath and said intoxicatedly: "Good wine! Its fragrance is like that of elk, but the fragrance can float for ten miles without losing its taste! It's a pity that such a good wine is left open like this!"
The old man looked at the embarrassed young man in front of him with a smile, and when the young man talked about the wine, his face radiated an inexplicable light.
The old man smiled and said: "If the young man likes it, I will give this jar of wine to the young man. How about it?"
Ye Jianli said: "Thank you very much!"
After saying that, he cupped his fists, then held the half jar of wine and drank for a while. After a while, the wine jar was empty, and Ye Jianli wiped the remaining wine juice from the corners of his mouth with his sleeves.
Still not fully satisfied, he said: "It's such a good wine, I wonder if the old man can sell a jar to the boy?"
The old man was startled, then drank the wine in the glass and said with a smile: "Young man, do you know what kind of wine this is?"
Ye Jianli said: "Lover's tears!"
The old man said: "Not bad!"
Ye Jianli said: "What does this have to do with selling wine?"
The old man said: "Young man, do you know how people's tears are brewed?"
Ye Jianli said: "I don't know."
The old man said: "After using hundreds of poisons as a guide, take the clear springs in the swamp, add hundreds of grains, and brew it carefully for ninety-nine and eighty-one days to achieve the flavor of Lover's Tears."
Ye Jianli said: "I wonder where the other 70% came from?"
The old man said: "It comes because of time!"
Ye Jianli said: "Ten years? Twenty years? These are not important anymore. I just want to know whether the old man will sell it or not?"
The old man said: "Young man has become the first person to set foot in the cabin in twenty years. This jar of wine is not for sale!"
At this point, the old man suddenly opened the seal with his palm and said with a smile: "This jar of wine can be given away!"
Ye Jianli took the wine thrown by the old man and drank it. A jar of priceless lover's tears was wasted by Ye Jianli in just a few breaths, which made the old man feel distressed.
Ye Jianli's flushed face began to return to a normal blush, and he suddenly bent over and coughed violently.
"Cough cough cough cough cough"
The old man's expression moved slightly, and his whole body suddenly flashed, and he was in front of Ye Jianli. He moved his fingers together, and after a few "bangs", Ye Jianli fell unconscious and fell on the remaining wine he drank.