Wu Zhen turned around, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked, "What's the matter, disciple?"
The little bastard chuckled and replied: "Master, you see that this one has kowtowed and the master has bowed, so you don't have anything to express?"
"Indicate? What indication?" Wu Zhen was stunned and looked carefully, but saw that the little devil was smiling but not smiling, staring at him with a pair of evil eyes. [] (·~) When he was young, Wu Zhen came back to his senses, his face was particularly embarrassed.
, wiped his hands on the Taoist robe that had not been washed for several months, pouted and said: "Master, I haven't asked you for money to meet me yet, it's better for you to come up with Master's idea first."
"Hey, master, don't you know that only giving money to meet someone for recommendation can be compared with the apprentice."
When Wu Zhen heard this, he looked at the Sumeru Belt and scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. He had been lazy in his life and only had one low-grade magic weapon and one or two high-grade magic weapons in his hands. If he gave it to Lang Fei, what if he
If you encounter a difficult opponent, what will you use to fight him head-on?
"Disciple, how about we discuss it?" Wu Zhen forced a smile on his face and said: "Master's hands are not rich in magical weapons. If you don't wait until the future, Master will make up for you in the future.
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"You're such a lazy guy, you still don't know that you have to wait until the end of the year!" Lang Fei pouted, not willing to do it, pouting with a look of grievance on his face. "Master, this is not because I am a disciple who is inconsiderate of you. You
Think about it, Ji Lei Mountain is not that big even if it is said to be big. People in the same sect can't see each other even if they look up and look down. If a disciple meets those senior brothers who started on the same day and starts talking, they will all have utensils given by their elders. Only the disciple can see them.
If not, wouldn’t it weaken Master’s reputation and bring shame to your reputation?”
Wu Zhen thought about it again and again, thinking that Lang Fei's thoughts were good, but he was really not rich. Those two magic weapons helped him defeat countless enemies. Their relationship with him was to break bones and connect tendons. If he wanted to give them away,
For others, wouldn’t it cost him his life? (·~)
Seeing that Wu Zhen was really in trouble, Lang Fei sighed and said: "In that case, if the master has any elixir and spiritual liquid, it is worthy of mentioning that he gave eight bottles of ten bottles. [ ]"
"Eight bottles out of ten?" Wu Zhen glared at him. "Return the elixir and spiritual liquid? How dare you speak at such a young age? You are a yellow-faced guy with a black heart."
Wu Zhen glared at him angrily and threw out a wine gourd. "There is no elixir. Speaking of spiritual liquid, although it is not as good as it is, it is not far behind!"
Lang Fei reached out to take it, uncorked the bottle, lowered his head and smelled it, but felt that the fragrance was fragrant and refreshing. He couldn't help but take a sip.
"I think my disciple is also a lover of wine. This wine has a name, it's called 'Ye Xiang'!"
Poof! Before he could swallow a sip of wine, Guixiao squirted it out.
"What a prodigal!" Wu Zhenqi stamped his feet, walked past, grabbed the wine gourd, guarded it with both hands, and said: "I have kept this wine for ** years, and every time I just take a sip to satisfy my craving.
It's good for you to be such a prodigal."
Lang Fei raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "I'm not a master yet, what do you call this wine 'Yexiang'!"
Wu Zhen heard this and just came back to his senses. He twitched his lips and said: "You little bastard, you have no good intentions. The name of this wine is 'Yexiang', which is good, but it is not the meaning of the vulgar slang. It is the result of Master Qinghe spending a whole
The first skill was to travel throughout the Evergreen Realm, looking for epiphyllums with a lifespan of a hundred years in various blessed places, and waiting for countless nights, just to accumulate eight taels, and supplemented them with various spiritual objects, but in the end they only turned into two gourds of fine wine.
.Master again, I have gone through all kinds of difficulties and worked hard to get this half-gourd from Uncle Qinghe, and now I have been ruined a lot by you. Because of this, is it unfair to say that you are a prodigal?
Can’t you?”
After listening to Wu Zhen's words, Lang Fei just came back to his senses. He stretched out his hand to touch it with a smile, and said flatteringly: "This thing was brewed by Master Qinghe's uncle? I must be a wine lover. [][ ~]”
Wu Zhen half-heartedly pushed the wine gourd to him again, and said with a proud look on his face: "Of course, I don't know how many sins the master suffered because of it, and he just stole it... and begged to get it."
Na Lang Fei was a clever guy, and Wu Zhen's words were revealed here. He had already guessed the secret. He took the wine gourd and said, "Oh? In that case, why don't you tell me what happened, Master?"
"Cough...cough...what are you doing with these old and rotten things? Go quickly, go quickly, and kowtow to your master."
The little bastard hid the wine gourd and looked at Wu Zhen. "I'm not busy. I'm not busy. Why don't you, Master, accompany me? I'll go and kowtow to Master Qinghe first."
"You..." How could Wu Zhen fail to hear this little plan? He immediately became furious, designated Lang Fei, and cursed: "You little brat, you haven't even started for a while, but you have already thought of using this opportunity to bully the teacher. Are you going to do the opposite?"
Wu Zhen was furious, but the little bastard didn't take his words to heart. He played tricks and fabricated lies, saying: "Master, this is what you said. Uncle Qinghe knows how to make wine and also loves wine. This apprentice just wants to take the opportunity to express his gratitude to you." My great-uncle asked me for advice on the art of wine-making, but my apprentice was not talented, so I learned a lot from my master, so..."
At this point, Gui Xiao took retreat as an opportunity to advance, and said: "Since the apprentice doesn't like the master, then please ask the master to return to the Chengzong Hall, and understand the words of the master, grant me a free life, and I will still do my job." Piaoping is practicing casually."
Wu Zhen was so excited that his face turned blue and red. He had been going up the mountain for decades and had grown up alone. Now that he had such a clever apprentice, he felt quite satisfied. Now he heard Lang Fei say that he would The Taoist priest became more and more excited about making wine and refused to let it go. He hurriedly borrowed the donkey from the slope and said, "So that's how it is. I'm overly concerned about being a teacher."
The young thief was a smart man. How could he not see that Wu Zhen was reluctant to part with him? He hurriedly teased the tiger's beard again. "Of course, since you are asking for advice on the art of brewing wine, this master's uncle took it as a wonderful thing." Yexiang'wine, of course I have to talk about it."
"You...little brat!" Wu Zhen was dumbfounded by this little trick. He could only sigh bitterly and gnashed his teeth and said: "Humph, in that case, Master will briefly describe what happened, but when I see you Qinghe Master's uncle in the future , Never mention the 'Night Fragrance' thing! As for your fellow apprentices and brothers chatting, you are not allowed to tell the true name of this wine, lest it accidentally spread to my uncle's ears."
The ghost got his wish and nodded in agreement.
"Ten years ago..." Wu Zhen said this, and so on, and roughly talked about the "Ye Xiang" wine.
Thirty years ago, Master Qinghe returned from picking epiphyllums, made two gourds of wine, and hid it in the cellar. Twenty years passed. On this day, Master Qinghe suddenly became addicted to alcohol while in seclusion. He happened to think of this 'night fragrance' He asked his fourth brother Wu Yan to get the wine. However, he said that Wu Yan was a good friend of Wu Zhen. They met by chance on the way. Wu Zhen then asked where he was going. Wu Yan didn't worry too much and gave Master Qinghe's orders. The matter was reported to him. It was better that Wu Yan didn't tell him. After saying this, Wu Zhen became addicted to alcohol and insisted on seeing the "night fragrance". Due to human feelings, Wu Yan had to take him with him. Wait for the two of them. When he got to the field, he took out the wine. Wu Zhen couldn't help but opened the lid and smelled it. The good news is that wine with red faces and wealth touches people's hearts. Wu Zhen's thoughts were all over the place for a while, and he became addicted to alcohol. It didn't matter whether he was from Qinghe or Heihe. So he played a trick and persuaded Wu Yan to smell it too.
Although Wu Yan is not said to be an alcoholic, he is also a guy who is accustomed to drinking. Wu Zhen said some tempting words, and he also fell into the habit of drinking unknowingly. He did not dare to touch the spiritual liquid specially ordered by the master.
One of them planned to go to a wine shop down the mountain to have a few cups of wine. However, he realized that he was really evil. He got Wu Yan drunk, stole a gourd, went back to the mountain and hid it, but then returned to the foot of the mountain and lay down on the table to pretend to be drunk.
After half a day, Wu Yan woke up and touched the bottle of wine that was missing. He was so anxious that he was sweating. He woke up Wu Yan who was pretending to be drunk and asked Wu Yan how he was willing to say it. He pretended to understand and said in a daze.
He didn't know it. Wu Yan knew that he was crazy about drinking, and he refused to stop. He thought that Wu Zhen had stolen his wine, so the two of them went to Master Qinghe in a noisy manner. Master Qinghe heard that he had gone through all kinds of hardships.
How could he not be angry when a pot of the wine was brewed out of thin air? He first scolded Wu Yan and then went to look for it on Wu Zhen. When he thought about it, if Wu Yan really stole it, he asked himself
With divine consciousness, as long as he doesn't hide thousands of miles away from Ji Lei Mountain, it will be a matter of time to find him back sooner or later.
Although Master Qinghe had a good idea, from noon to midnight, he searched all over Jilei Mountain within a radius of thousands of miles, but he didn't find it. He couldn't find the lost object here. Feeling the aura of enlightenment, he knew that he didn't find it.
After drinking it, the gourd of "Night Fragrance" wine seemed to fly with wings. Although Master Qinghe knew that this matter must be related to Wu Zhen, it turned out that Wu Zhen was not his direct disciple. There was no basis for it, which was not good.
The punishment was excessive. Secondly, Wu Zhen gritted his teeth and said that he was also drunk at the time and had no idea what happened. Maybe another brother had stolen it and happened to put the blame on him.
When the matter reached its current stage, it was natural that it could no longer be investigated. In the end, it had to be left unsolved and it became an unsolved case. So far, ten years have passed. Although Master Qinghe no longer takes this matter to heart, he realizes that it is true after all.
He was afraid, but when the brothers mentioned Master Qinghe, he would be as frightened as if he heard a cat meowing, so that all the brothers would make fun of him and laugh at him for being a weakling. He was only frightened by Master Qinghe.
It was so bad after being frightened. It was like being bitten by a snake and being scared for ten years.
How do these brothers and sisters know whether Wu Zhen was bluffed or not, and whether he felt guilty or not? It is true that he stole the gourd of "Yexiang" wine, but he did not hide it. The person who hid the wine was not an outsider, it was him.
Master, Master Qinglan. Master Qinghe never thought that his senior brother would also join in. "Ye Xiang" was protected by Master Qinglan. Even if Master Qinghe had divine consciousness to help, where could he find it? Later, Qinghe became very popular.
It was almost gone, and the matter was settled. The two thieves, master and apprentice, secretly divided a gourd of "Ye Xiang" wine, half of it between you and half of it.