"Disciple..." A smile appeared on Liu Muchen's face, "Why are you here?"
"Master, if you have something on your mind, you can tell me!" Mu Qianjiu took the wine bottle from Liu Muchen's hand, opened it and smelled the wine inside. A pungent smell hit her face, which made her endure.
He couldn't help but frown, "Master, where did you get this thing?"
Liu Muchen looked confused at first, then pointed in the direction of the tribe, "A girl gave it to me."
"Girl?!" Mu Qianjiu's eyes widened.
She suddenly remembered that there were indeed several young girls in the tribe, and they were also very pretty.
Doesn’t that girl have a crush on Master?
She had heard that some tribal girls gave things as gifts because they had a good impression of them...
But with Master’s handsome face, it doesn’t seem surprising that some people like him...
"Well..." Liu Muchen saw that Mu Qianjiu was silent and thought she was unhappy because she drank. "Disciple, I won't drink anymore as a teacher."
Mu Qianjiu picked up the wine bottle and took a sip. Suddenly her eyes lit up, "This wine is good!"
"Disciple..."
"Master, if you want to drink, just tell me, I will drink with you!" Mu Qianjiu took out a few more bottles of wine, "Today we, master and disciple, will not return until we are drunk!"
Liu Muchen frowned, "Disciple, I really know that I was wrong..."
"What's wrong?" Mu Qianjiu was confused, "Master, you don't think I will be angry with you because of this, do you?"
"Are you really not unhappy?"
"Of course not!" Mu Qianjiu jumped directly onto the tree, then patted the place next to her, "Master, come up!"
A smile appeared on Liu Muchen's lips, his toes tapped lightly on the ground, and in the next second they landed next to Mu Qianjiu.
"Here, this is my new brew. It's spicier than the one just now!" Mu Qianjiu handed the drink she brewed to Liu Muchen, "Cheers!"
Seeing Mu Qianjiu holding the wine bottle from which he had just drank, Liu Muchen's face showed a faint blush, "Disciple, that was used by my master..."
"I don't dislike you!" Mu Qianjiu made a face at Liu Muchen, then took out a plate of small dried meat and placed it between the two of them, "Master, I miss you so much!"
Hearing Mu Qianjiu's words, Liu Muchen was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I miss you too, my teacher."
Mu Qianjiu glanced at Liu Muchen and rested her little head on his shoulder, "Master, thank you!"
Liu Muchen's body trembled slightly, and his stiff body gradually relaxed.
The two of them drank wine and looked at the tribe not far away, and did not leave for a long time.
At the same time, deep in the land of Tianmai.
"You finally came..."
Su Liu stared at the old man in front of him coldly, "I remember you."
"Then do you still remember who you are?!" The old man looked deeply at Su Liu with complicated eyes.
"I don't remember, that's why I came here." Su Liu stared at the old man in front of him, "You know me, right?"
The old man nodded, "Yes, you are my best friend."
"Friend?" Su Liu stared at the old man's old face and frowned slightly.
The corner of the old man's mouth twitched a few times, and then he became angry, "I have lived here for ninety thousand years, shouldn't I be older?"
Su Liu's lips moved.
He was indeed curious as to why the old man was so much older than him. The two of them didn't look like they were from the same era, so he became suspicious when the old man claimed to be his friend.
The old man watered the flowers, then turned his back and said, "Your name is Yuehua..."
"Yuehua..." Su Liu looked confused, "Is this my name?"
"That's right, your name was given to you by that woman." The old man put down the spoon in the water and turned to look at Su Liu, "I really envy you. It's been a hundred thousand years and your appearance is still the same as before!"
The old man glanced at his old hands, with a hint of bitterness on his face.
"Have you lived for a hundred thousand years?"
"Thanks to the spiritual spring in the back mountain." The old man took a deep look at Su Liu and said, "It seems you have really forgotten. Come with me."
Su Liu hesitated for a moment, then followed the old man to the back mountain.
It is a turquoise spiritual spring. The rich spiritual power in it makes it difficult for people to breathe. Ordinary people can prolong their lives by drinking the spiritual spring.
He can live to a hundred thousand years. In addition to drinking it every day, he will also add some elixirs grown by himself to the spiritual spring to soak his body.
If not, how many people can live to 100,000 years...
That was a long time.
And it was so long ago that he almost forgot why he wanted to stay in this place!
"The woman you just talked about..."
"She is your beloved woman, but it's a pity that she doesn't love you." The old man looked at Su Liu, "You are just like a family member to her."
Su Liu frowned, "My beloved woman?"
"Do you want to recall your past memories?" The old man put a hand into the spiritual spring, and after a moment he took out a green square box, "It contains the memories you left back then."
"What I left behind back then?"
The old man nodded, "Yes, you sealed your memory in this box back then. You said you would come back here one day, so I have been waiting for you to come back..."
Su Liu took the box, and memories emerged again, but the memories were very blurry.
But what is certain is that he has seen this box!!
"You have been here...waiting for me."
"Yes, I have been waiting for you for a hundred thousand years." After the old man finished speaking, he smiled mockingly.
One hundred thousand years...
"Thank you." Su Liu didn't remember who the old man in front of him was, but this old man felt very familiar to him, and he felt like he knew him.
"No need to thank me, you gave me my life." The old man walked to a stone tablet and raised his dry palm to gently touch it, "If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have been here with me for tens of thousands of years.
It's a pity that she didn't survive until the day you came back."
"Who is she?" Su Liu looked at the name on the stone tablet.
Xiao Qingwan’s tomb!
"She..." The old man's lips moved, and finally he shook his head, "She said that if you forget her, you have to remember her yourself, otherwise she will not be happy even if she is a ghost."
Su Liu was silent and looked at the box in his hand again, "What should I do?"
The old man's hand trembled slightly, "Have you thought clearly?"
"Yes." Su Liu nodded lightly.
"As long as you drop blood on it, you will be able to recall everything that happened back then." The old man came to Su Liu and pressed a hand on the box. "I hope your choice is correct!"
When Su Liu saw the old man take away his hand, he bit his finger and dripped his blood on the box!
I saw blood falling on the box, and was sucked into it in the blink of an eye.
The box exploded instantly, and a ball of blood instantly penetrated into Su Liu's eyebrows!