Chapter 25 The night red sleeves come to add fragrance
After getting several jars of Yinzhu wine, Ye Han felt very happy, even his expression could not help but be filled with excitement.
Along the way, everything I passed and experienced was nothing more than fighting and intrigues for profit. Now I finally saw a place that can make people feel warm in their hearts.
In the past, Ye Han's inner impression of those monks was nothing more than competing for resources and interests, without fear of life and death.
After all, when he first set foot on the path of cultivation, the Wang family of Yanhua City and the shopkeeper of Huichun Tower gave Ye Han too many bad impressions, so even if Ye Han was practicing, he thought that most monks were just like this.
But it was only now that Ye Han realized that his vision was too short-sighted. After all, the world was very big, and he was like a frog at the bottom of a well, not even seeing the tip of the iceberg.
Perhaps, most of the monks are just like Xiong Shanjun, they are temperamental people, they act emotionally and put their interests behind, and they do not need to rely on their strength to act recklessly.
The advanced monk in Ye Han's heart, he felt that this should be the case. Like Xiong Shanjun, the most important thing is to be able to secure stability for a place by relying on strength, rather than taking the lead in exploiting and oppressing others based on strength!
Not only that, Ye Han even thought of that veiled woman who dared to show up to complain when there was injustice!
Ye Han thought that maybe some things were only a small part, and it was precisely because most advanced monks were able to maintain this order that the entire Xuanhuang world could be so stable, and there were only a handful of cunning individuals.
Even Ye Han has already made a plan in his heart. The next time he returns to Qingliang Village, he will definitely pass by the Black Mountain Ridge. When the time comes, he will have a new fairy brew in hand to give to the Xiongshanjun.
Delayed by the mountain god's marriage, Ye Han did not stop and thought of just rushing on. Although the night around him was still like water, with only shaking shadows and night wind floating around, Ye Han didn't feel that there was any arc. After all, he had been in Xiongshanjun before.
In his mansion, he drank a lot of wine.
Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Especially when some monks encounter bottlenecks that cannot be overcome, they will choose to experience and travel. Sometimes, often a moment of insights or thoughts may directly change their bottlenecks.
You have to relax, and it is not impossible to even directly break the bottleneck.
After all, the land of a county is too small. Regardless of whether he is looking for Yu Sihe or not, Ye Han will still leave Qingliang Village after all. After all, the place there is still too small for Ye Han today.
The strong need to endure curves. Ye Han appreciates this very much. In the night, it is a pity that the 'nectar' in his waist cannot be equipped with narcissus brew. Otherwise, Ye Han would definitely take a few sips at this moment.
I heard that the sword-raising gourd can not only warm flying swords, but can even store wine. However, the value of the sword-raising gourd is not much worse than that of an immortal weapon, and it is scarce in quantity. Naturally, Ye Han cannot obtain this item now.
The forces in Heishanling are complicated, and there are ghosts, ghosts and monsters everywhere. No one knows what potential dangers there will be. Therefore, even if he participated in the banquet of the mountain god in Heifengling, Ye Han did not dare to be too big and directly defended himself in this night.
Walking with a sword is undoubtedly like a target, attracting people's attention.
In just two hours, the sky was bright and clear, and Ye Han's mind gradually became clearer. But it happened that at this time, some songs came from the distance.
The sound was sweet and crisp, accompanied by various piano sounds. In the middle of the night, this scene was inevitably a bit scary, but when he thought that this was Heifeng Ridge, Ye Han felt a little relieved. After all, Heifeng Ridge had too many forces, and the forest was so big.
There are birds.
Even after walking for so long and being far away from Xiong Shanjun's residence, Ye Han still didn't have much worry. After all, the entire Black Wind Ridge can be said to be within Xiong Shanjun's sphere of influence.
Ye Han listened to the singing and walked away, and could vaguely see a huge mansion in the distance. The lights were swaying, and many figures were printed in front of the window under the candlelight. The figures were moving.
In this huge courtyard with six entrances and six exits, lights can be seen flickering everywhere, adding a bit of light to the dark mountains and old forests.
Ye Han chuckled, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what happened tonight? There are so many things to do while rushing.
Because of the impression Xiong Shanjun gave him, Ye Han was not so vigilant and just stepped forward.
Before anyone arrived, even before they reached the mansion, there were four graceful and pretty maids greeting them at the door. Seeing Ye Han's figure appear, they immediately gathered around one by one.
Ye Han suddenly felt as if he was among flowers. The elegant and light fragrance was very comfortable.
"Master Ye, my master has known for a long time that you will pass by this place after leaving the Mountain God's Mansion."
Among them, a maid with a delicate appearance and a certain agility spoke immediately, supported Ye Han's arm, and led Ye Han directly in.
Feeling the softness on his arms, Ye Han was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the maids, but at the same time he became curious. Since the owner of the mansion also participated in the banquet just now, who could he be? After all, he was qualified to sit there before.
There were only dozens of figures in the mountain god's mansion.
In the mansion, the clear and sweet singing was getting closer and closer, and when entering the innermost courtyard, Ye Han also understood who the owner of this mansion was. It was the person who had been looking at him in the main hall before.
The female ghost in red.
Before in Xiong Shanjun's mansion, this female ghost in red had always had disheveled hair and had never shown her true face. It made people subconsciously feel a little scary, but when she returned to her own mansion, the female ghost in red couldn't help but feel a bit charming.
Thousands of kinds.
A black silk hair is tied to the shoulder, showing an amazing appearance, with a bit of intellectuality, as if she has also been influenced by the fragrance of books, and the red dress on her body is a looming gauze skirt.
It seemed that she was very relaxed when she returned to her own mansion, so her whole gauze skirt looked a little loose. Her shoulders were deliberately exposed, and she was half leaning on the soft cushions on the ground. All kinds of drinks and fruits were all over the table.
Although the standard is not as good as Xiong Shanjun, it is obvious that a banquet was specially held to wait for Ye Han's arrival. When she looked at Ye Han's figure, the singing voice of the female ghost in red suddenly stopped, and she looked at Ye Han with such a charming look.
Next to them are several maids wearing Yao skirts, playing the Yao Qin or playing the pipa accompaniment. In the middle are several maids wearing long-sleeved colorful shirts, twisting their slender figures,
Hear the sound and move and dance.
The wine, the beauties, the lights, and the white and tender skin all looked very alluring. Although the singing of the female ghost in red stopped, the accompaniment and dancing figures in the venue continued.
Except for the female ghost in red and some maids, there seemed to be no one else in the entire mansion, and Ye Han seemed a little embarrassed.
After all, he is not so repulsive to ghost cultivation now. After all, there are thousands of people, and everyone takes a different path. If possible, who would be willing to take this dangerous path of ghost cultivation?
After all, everyone's experience story is different, and maybe there are some unspeakable secrets in it. It's just that the female ghost in red was waiting for him on purpose, rather than just inviting him when she was passing by. This made Ye Han a little confused.
Seeing Ye Han's figure entering the courtyard, wearing a green shirt and a jade hairpin, the beautiful eyes of the red-clothed female ghost were in a trance for a moment, but she soon woke up and stood up to greet him, not caring at all that her outfit was a bit dissolute.
"Young Master Ye has come here, and the humble abode is really full of splendor. I was thinking of inviting him to have a drink or two at the Mountain God's Mansion before. Although I don't have Yin Zhu Wine here, I can handle other fairy wines!"
The female ghost in red spoke impeccably, had a smile on her face, and had a charming look, which could not be related to her disheveled and silent look before.
"By the way, my name is Yu Mo, and I have been practicing in this Black Mountain Ridge for a long time!" As if remembering something, the female ghost in red introduced herself. Her name did have a bit of a scholarly flavor.
Ye Han hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "Thank you Yu Mo for your kindness, but it's just that it might be inconvenient in the middle of the night."
Yu Mo waved her hand and signaled the maids who had led Ye Han into the courtyard to leave without leaving a trace, and she herself laughed even more.
"What's the inconvenience? This is my mansion, and you, a grown man, can't suffer any loss. The only one who has to suffer is me. What do you mind?"
As soon as the words fell, Yu Mo leaned directly in front of her, pulling Ye Han, motioning to come and sit next to her quickly, as if taking advantage of the opportunity.
Seeing that Yu Mo was too enthusiastic, Ye Han had no choice but to do as he pleased. He wanted to see what was going on with Yu Mo. He also kept staring at him in Xiong Shanjun's mansion before.
There were beauties accompanying him, there were eye-catching dances to watch, and moving vocals to listen to. Ye Han couldn't help but sigh.
No wonder there are always many monks who, after having no hope of breaking through the bottleneck, simply choose to enjoy themselves before their longevity is approaching, living intoxicated and drunken in their own caves.
After all, in the final analysis, spiritual practice is for the sake of immortality, and if you find that there is no hope of immortality, you will feel that enjoying yourself in time is the most important thing.
"Where are you going, Mr. Ye? It's so hard to travel all night?"
After they sat down and the two drank each other's drinks, Yu Mo began to ask calmly.
He was invited warmly, but Ye Han couldn't take the initiative to ask what was going on, so he could only follow Yu Mo's words and continue the conversation. Fortunately, Ye Han soon knew that Yu Mo would not be able to gain a foothold in this Black Mountain Ridge.
But there is nothing to hide about these trivial matters.
"Well, I am anxious to cross the Black Mountain Ridge this time. Firstly, I am anxious to inquire about someone's whereabouts. The other reason is because I want to visit the immortal forces in the south. After all, in matters of cultivation, there are always mountains beyond the mountains.
There are people outside."
Yu Mo's expression was stunned, and at the same time a little complicated. After all, this scene was so similar once upon a time. Then he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, his expression seemed a little lonely.
Ye Han, who was confused, didn't know what happened to Yu Mo, but he didn't take the initiative to ask anything despite his taboo.
And Ye Han could tell that Yu Mo didn't seem to have anything important to do in asking him to come. Could it be that he was just too bored and looking for someone to entertain himself?
The two drank a lot of wine in front of them, and they talked about common topics. When asked where Ye Han was from and if anyone was waiting at home, Ye Han finally became more interested and looked a little proud.
After talking about Hua Rujing's affairs, Ye Han, who was already drunk, did not notice that Yu Mo's expression on the side was getting colder and colder.
After all, once the conversation started, Ye Han naturally couldn't stop it. It was impossible not to miss Hua Rujing after being out for so long.
After drinking for three rounds, the two of them swept away the drinks in front of them. Yu Mo gently clapped his hands, and the maids in the courtyard retreated in a wise manner.
Yu Mo exhaled like orchid, looked closely at Ye Han's face, and said slowly, "There is still wine in my room, why don't you go in and continue?"
Ye Han, who was already drunk, didn't pay so much attention, and he agreed boldly. Unexpectedly, the emotions in Yumo's beautiful eyes were a bit complicated, and more of a bit of hatred.
Then the emotion quickly subsided and turned into a tender color. With the lighting, the charming complexion was even more outstanding.
Soon, the two of them entered the room behind the courtyard. Ye Han shouted for a drink and kept talking. After all, the effects of these immortal wines are naturally very different from ordinary drinks. Even a monk can be addicted to them.
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According to legend, there is a kind of fairy wine called Zui Sheng Meng Death. Even the immortals cannot wake up after drinking it, and they are intoxicated between half asleep and half awake.