Yun Youfeng walked up to the table where he had sat, with his fingertips on it, his eyes full of weight: "Such thick dust has been left unattended for at least two months."

Where was San Niang when he was sending a message to San Niang?

Yunyou Fengshumenshu walked behind the counter and took out an altar of wine from the dark grid inside. He patted the altar of wine and muttered to himself: "The wine has not been taken away. It seems that San Niang has something to leave It's been so long since she went out that she should be back. "

Yun Youfeng opened the wine stopper, and the mellow wine scented directly into the tip of the nose, and the hookworms came out.

He picked up the jar and poured a large mouthful into his mouth, his face full of smiles: "Happy."

As he was about to sip a second sip, he thought of a wine that San Niang had taken for Rong Xian before, and his heart was itching like a cat scratching.

He straightened up, his eyes rolling around.

Anyway, San Niang is not there, he went quietly to see, if he still got wine, he secretly tasted it, if not, then just stop.

Yunyou Feng put the wine jar on the table, said to do it, and hurriedly ran towards the wine cellar behind.

There is still a lot of wine in the wine cellar. All the jars are tightly sealed with corks, and no breath leaks out. But just watching it lets the wind from the river almost flow out.

He stared at each of the jars, his eyes straight, and his feet couldn't move.

After a short while, he looked away hard and warned himself silently that there was a chance to drink these wines, but if Rong Xian's wine was not tasted, he would not be able to drink it when San Niang came back.

He swallowed and quickly turned to look for wine in a remote corner.

But after searching the entire wine cellar, Yun Youfeng still found nothing.

Is it gone?

No, it can't be gone!

San Niang said that she brewed an altar for Rong Xian every year. Rong Xian drank a few times. Last time, she did not finish drinking an jar. The wine must have been hidden by San Niang.

Yun Youfeng scratched his head in the wine cellar and found nothing.

The so-called is not the best, the most tightly hidden must be good wine. He had no mood to drink at this time, and his mind was full of fascinating wine that he only smelled once.

Yun Youfeng put the big knife behind him, and found the wine intently.

Inside the restaurant, in the counter, in the backyard, he even ran into the latrine to watch, and finally dug out under a clump of weeds outside Lou Sanniang's bedroom.

He excitedly held the wine jar and laughed. No matter how San Niang hid, wasn't this found by him again? But he was so proud of it.

Yun Youfeng did not know that the bush where the wine was buried was not a weed, but forget about it. The wine he was holding was not ordinary wine, but even poisonous.

Yun Youfeng knew nothing. He went to the pavilion in the courtyard and sat carefully at the stone table to open the cork of the wine jar, and the familiar and fragrant fragrance passed into the nose.

This taste tempts people to drink. With a taste, you can forget all your troubles and not worry about anything. With one sip, you can feel boundless joy. With one sip ...

The sword charm that fell from the sky hit Yun Youfeng's head, so that Yun Youfeng suddenly sobered up, and found that his mouth had been put on the wine jar. As long as he lifted his hand, he could drink the clear water-like wine. .

He took a sip, immediately lowered the altar, jumped away, and looked at the altar full of fear and fear, as if he had seen something incredible, as if the altar had wings growing and flew up In the middle of the air, the gills grew and swam in the water.

It is just an altar wine, which has the power to deceive people.

Yun Youfeng took a deep look at the altar, reached out and took out the sword charm suspended in mid-air. It turned out that he stayed for a long time and returned to the holy mountain. The news came to report a peace.

After the message was delivered, the sword symbol dissipated.

Yun Youfeng looked at the altar on the stone table, hesitated, stepped forward cautiously, and then took a few steps back sharply.

Sure enough, the wine is deceiving!

He took a deep breath and stroked a thought in his eyes.

This wine was specially made for Rong Xian by San Niang, and the aroma is exactly the same. At first, he saw Rong Xian drank several glasses, as if nothing unusual was happening.

Is it because Rong Xian is a doctor, so she can drink, but not others?

When is the determination of an ordinary doctor stronger than a monk?

The wind swept through the wind, thinking of those big-talkers who were held in the dungeon of Ziwei City, and decided to take the wine back for those people to try the effect.

After paying attention, he stepped forward, stuffed the cork into the wine jar, and covered the seductive wine fragrance, which relieved him.

Back to the wine cellar to retrieve the sword, Yunyou Feng walked back to the lobby holding the forgetful wine.

Looking at the counter with a layer of dust, Yun Youfeng turned out two blank sheets of paper, poured some wine and studied the ink on the dried up platform, and quickly left a sentence on it. The idea was to let Lou San Send a letter to his mother after he returns, he will always wait for news in Ziwei City.

After leaving the message, Yun Youfeng touched his fingers a little on the paper, and a little spiritual force protected the whole paper to prevent the dust from falling and contaminating the words on it.

He looked at the unintentional wine restaurant with a complex look, and walked out holding the altar.

Standing in the alley, he looked back at the wine shop again, and arranged an enchantment to prevent the wine inside from being stolen.

Yun Youfeng's smile disappeared, and her bright eyes were full of faint hope: "San Niang, you must come back early, I will wait for you in Ziwei City."

Yun Youfeng's mouth twitched, his smile was not like his previous temperament, but with a little seriousness and delicateness: "San Niang, be sure to come back."

I am no longer the former prodigal son. I have a city called Ziwei.

I have a new title, called the Lord of the City.

I have the ability to give you a stable life. When you return, we will be married and we will always live together.

Yun Youfeng turned and left, and he returned with a beautiful vision of the future.

He didn't know that the person he was waiting for would never appear again in this life. After the spiritual power was exhausted, the stationery would eventually be covered with dust and weathered into gray in time.

He did not even know that his encounter with Lou Hanxi was full of calculations.

When Rong Xian was identified as the man who broke into Shiqiaoyu, he sent Lou Hanxi to contact him, and secretly monitored him, trying to find out the identity of the murderers.

And this wine shop is nothing more than its best.

In addition to forgetting the worries of the fine wine in the restaurant, every altar is brewed by Lou Hanxi.

Even though Lou Hanxi had never loved Yun Youfeng, at least for a while, her mind was all on Yun Youfeng.

The wine here is enough for Yunyoufeng to drink for a lifetime, but Yunyoufeng never has the chance to see the girl who made wine for him.