Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1370: Personality and Drinking Style

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There were a few more young people in the yard, all of them in torn clothes and looking in a state of utter disarray. The leader was a man in his twenties or thirties, with blood stains on his body. In a rage, he kicked several empty wine jars to pieces.

The tiger head happened to pop up from behind the house, laughing and watching the excitement. Suddenly he noticed someone staring at him with suspicion. He couldn't help but glare and shouted: "What are you doing? Don't think of our family if something bad happens, huh..." He hummed aggrievedly. He waved his sleeves, walked past the young people, and walked away out of the courtyard gate.

Lin Yi stood in front of the stone house and exchanged glances with Old Long beside him.

Lao Long shrugged his shoulders, crossed his arms disapprovingly, and said through a message: "That is still a baby. Just when he is showing off his talents, he can do whatever he wants. I don't know who is coming..."

Lin turned to look at the young people in the yard. What Lao Long said is right, stumbling between brothers is inevitable, and tolerance and tolerance are the ways to get along. However, sometimes, someone's willfulness is just a cover-up for a guilty conscience!

At the same time, Qu Da took a few steps and said in surprise: "Qu Lang, what happened..."

The song is big, the song is long, simple and easy to remember, and you will feel like a family when you listen to it.

As expected, the leading man spat bitterly and said, "Dad! The hundreds of jars of 'grain brew' we were transporting to the seaside were all snatched away. Not only that, but they also injured us..."

At Lingshui Valley Winery, in addition to Qu Da, Qu Lang and several young disciples were also helping out. This morning, everyone brought two carts of grain brewing, just to transport it to the seaside and sell it to distant places. Who would have thought that it was getting late, the cart and the wine were gone, and people were injured!

Qu Da looked up and down hurriedly and asked with concern: "How is my son's injury?"

Qu Lang sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard and said dejectedly: "It's okay for the child!"

Someone not far away said: "Master! Those people are from Miaolin Valley, they are really domineering..."

Someone echoed: "There are several monks here, Brother Lang is hard to beat with four hands..."

Someone said happily: "If we hadn't made the decisive decision to abandon the goods, we would never have survived..."

They were several apprentices and waiters from the wine shop, all talking about the dangers they had encountered before.

Qu Da breathed a long sigh of relief and said comfortingly: "It's okay if you're okay, you're okay if you're okay..."

However, Qu Lang waved his hand impatiently and choked out: "This matter cannot be resolved. Daddy, please stop nagging..."

Qu Da looked embarrassed and at a loss.

At this moment, someone yelled: "What a shame!"

When Qu Lang led the people back, he had already noticed the old man in the yard, but saw that the other man was observing his own brewing, so he didn't take it to heart. Unexpectedly, the pale-faced old man suddenly scolded him. Then he looked attentively through the hazy night, still angry, and asked back: "Who are you? How dare you say something incomprehensible..."

Lin Yi walked into the courtyard, holding his long beard with his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Your father learned of the accident and ignored the hundreds of jars of wine he had worked so hard to brew. He only cared about your injury and safety. The feeling of licking the calf is beyond words. A true love of flesh and blood. , The sun is shining brightly. But as a son of man, you are frivolous and conceited and do not observe filial piety. Even if you practice Qi to the seventh level, it will still be in vain..."

Qu Lang's face turned red after being scolded, and he couldn't help but jump up and shout: "Are you the senior of Ji Zhu..." He casually grabbed a small sword and became alert as if it was serious. Several other young people were also in a panic, as if they were the current posture of a powerful enemy.

Lin Yi frowned slightly and rolled his sleeves casually. Qu Lang's small sword suddenly came out of his hand, and his face suddenly changed in fright.

Qu Da was at a loss and begged for mercy: "Immortal! Don't hurt my son..."

Lin Yi did not attack, but lectured Qu Lang: "If you don't think of your father's kindness, I will destroy your cultivation..."

Qu Da knew that Lin Yi was upholding justice, but he still favored his children. He hurriedly raised his hands and said: "The immortal is here for the wine, Mo Yin, the child has lost interest. Please..." He turned and ran towards the room. He pushed the door into the stone house, but then quickly exited, saying in surprise: "Oh! When loading the truck in the morning, there were clearly more than a hundred jars of ten-year-old cellars left. Why are they gone..." He had no time to think about it, and asked in surprise: Lin Yi greeted: "Don't be surprised, Immortal, there is a wine cellar behind the house..."

Lin flicked his sleeves, and the small sword he had just turned into a small ball of iron fell to the ground with a plop. He no longer paid attention to Qu Lang, but turned around and shook his head at Lao Long.

Qu Lang looked stunned and was sweating like rain. Not seeing what the old man's cultivation was or how he acted, he refined his top-quality magic weapon into an iron lump. The other party was not an ordinary monk passing by to buy wine, but a rare master...

But a moment later, Qu Da had returned in a hurry, stamped his feet in disbelief and shouted: "More than a thousand jars of old wine, which I brewed for half my life, are all gone. What a ghost..."

Qu Langshang felt uneasy and couldn't help complaining: "Dad! There are monks in Lingshui Valley. Where did the ghost come from? Don't talk nonsense..." He quietly glanced at the thin old man and felt dazed again. …

Lin Yi and Lao Long seemed to have expected this, and they both stood still. And this situation is really unbearable. As he flicked his sleeves, a ray of light suddenly flew into the open door a few feet away. In the blink of an eye, there was a pile of shining crystals in the corner of the room. He said in a deep voice: "The tens of thousands of spirit stones should be used as compensation..."

Just imagine, a jar of aged wine costs a hundred spiritual stones. For more than a thousand jars of wine, tens of thousands of spirit stones are not too much!

Qu Lang saw it clearly and was stunned. Although my father's grain brew is famous far and wide, it is expensive. Although there are monks who come and go frequently, there are not many who are generous. You should know that drinking and drinking is purely for fun. But now someone throws tens of thousands of spiritual stones, which is simply unbelievable...

Qu Da didn't know that the spirit stones were hard-won. He only remembered that the number was astonishing. He waved his hands and said: "How can this be done? How can it be done..." He seemed to suddenly understand and said in shock: "Where did the immortal chief go before?" At this place, you and I came together..."

Which immortal? They had already gone into hiding.

Lin Yi didn't answer, and the old dragon beside him said: "We just met by chance on the way, we don't know each other. My brother is compassionate, but you still haven't thanked me..."

Qu Da looked guilty and blamed himself: "What you said makes sense! This immortal has spoken evil words to that person, how can he be a complicit person..."

Lao Long was no longer willing to say more about this. He turned to Lin Yi and said with a wry smile: "Boss! Why don't you leave..."

"Wait a minute..."

Qu Da didn't wait for the two of them to leave, and hurriedly greeted them: "I, Qu Da, am definitely not a person who is seeking gain, so you two will come with me..."

Old Long looked puzzled, and Lin Yi was also secretly curious. The brothers no longer hesitated and followed.

Qu Lang and a few young people were the only ones left in the yard. He glanced at the backs of the two old men, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but clenched his fists bitterly.

Qu Datou led the way, walking hurriedly, and said to himself: "Everyone has character, wine has quality, and everything in the world has character..."

After turning the corner of the house and reaching the back of the house, there was a half-covered cellar a few feet away. It rises more than ten feet high and is built of bluestone. Following the stone steps down, there is a wooden door.

Qu Da kept talking and continued: "Whether you are a wine maker or a good drinker, you must not lose your virtue. Otherwise, the wine will be tasteless and human nature will be bad..." He pushed open the wooden door, took out the fire medium and lit the oil lamp, humble and Said: "I'm going to make a few jokes. Don't make fun of these two immortals. Please..."

When people are in front of the cellar door, the cool air rushes towards them. There is still a faint aroma of wine, which is intoxicating.

Lin Yi and Lao Long followed each other into the cellar, and then looked at each other speechlessly.

The cellar, which was more than ten feet in size, was empty. Under the dim yellow oil lamp, there were still traces of wine jars stacked on the floor and in the corners. Don't think too much, this place has been completely wiped out!

Qu Da walked to the end of the cellar, rolled up his sleeves and leaned down, moving a wooden board on the ground with all his strength, and then lifted up a thick layer of oilcloth, revealing a deep gap. After a while, a rich mellow fragrance filled the air. He straightened up and sighed with emotion: "If it weren't for the secret, my several century-old cellars buried underground would have been ruined! Fortunately..."

Lin Yi and Lao Long walked closer, couldn't help but take a sharp sniff of the wine and both smiled.

Underground here, there are actually five large tanks or wine jars buried in a row. They are all more than one foot deep and three feet wide. They are covered with wooden boards and are flush with the surrounding ground. At first glance, it is not difficult to detect. But now that I think about it, perhaps the person who stole the wine was in a hurry and neglected it, leaving behind the most precious century-old wine.

Qu Dafen said: "These five jars of old wine were left by my ancestors. I have been reluctant to sell them. I just want to leave them to my son as a capital to settle down and live. But he is obsessed with the immortal way, and it is difficult to practice. It is not easy to exchange for spiritual stones. …”

A mortal embarked on the immortal path for his son, and actually bought wine in exchange for spiritual stones. This is really in line with that sentence. After working hard to give birth to a son, I pity the hearts of parents all over the world!

Qu Da said: "Today, the immortal has generously given tens of thousands of spiritual stones, which should be enough for the child to practice..." He sighed again, and then said: "In the past ten years, I have earned very few spiritual stones, which is very disappointing for the child. I was disgusted, so I was forced to raise the price of the wine..." At this point, he pointed to the ground and said simply: "This vat of aged wine weighs no less than five or six thousand kilograms, so you two can take it! Disciples come to fill and seal the altar..."

A hundred years old, a rare and good wine! How does it compare to the delicious food in my hometown?

Lin Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no one in the courtyard..."

Qu Da said in astonishment: "It's getting late, where are they going..."

Lin Dao said: "Your boy has suffered too little and has no long memory. He went to find someone to take revenge overnight..."

Qu Da said anxiously: "He is just young and energetic..." He was eager to protect his son and raised his feet to rush out to catch up.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "You can't catch up. The five of them have already gone far."

Qu Da paused and said: "How can this make..."

Lin Yi said calmly: "I miss you deeply as father and son, so I will take action..."

Qu Da was surprised and responded repeatedly: "It's so good, it's so good..." Just now he was so concerned that he was confused, but he forgot about the two immortals in front of him. If Qu Lang gets help, he may be safe.

Lin Yi thought to himself and said: "I not only helped him out of trouble, but also taught him how to be a human being, and left him the spiritual stones, elixirs and magic weapons to cultivate to the Nascent Soul. As for what will happen to him in the future, I can only look at his own destiny... …”

Qu Da's knees slowly knelt down, and he raised his hands emotionally and said: "Benefactor..."

Lin Yiyi flicked his sleeves and said calmly: "However, I want to buy these five jars of aged wine..."

Qu Da couldn't move and looked a little panicked. Why? "These five jars of aged wine probably weigh less than 30,000 to 20,000 kilograms. If I want to put them all into jars, I'm afraid it will take a few days..."

Lin Yi took out the purple gold gourd, and the old dragon beside him turned around with a smile...