Demoness’s Art of Vengeance Chapter 272: Drinking is required for the beautiful scenery of the good day
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Jun Xiaomo, who felt the boss's unhappy attitude towards "Junziwen" always looking at him, gave Ye Xiuwen a fierce look, and found that the other party didn't even give him half of his eyes, Jun. Xiaomo's thoughts turned, and a prank-like mentality resurfaced in his mind.
Don’t you hate me so much, do you keep sending me away? I just want to dangle in front of you!
Jun Xiaomo's eyes rolled, the corners of his lips twitched, he patted the table, and suddenly shouted: "Boss!"
"Eh~~coming~~~" Not long after the boss returned to the counter, he received a call from Jun Xiaomo and ran hurriedly before he counted his income. Come here.
Jun Xiaomo just ordered five pots of good old wine in one breath, and did not blink his eyes when he paid the money. You know, one pot of this kind of good wine is worthy of an inn in a small place like theirs. One and a half months of income. Therefore, in the eyes of the boss, the current Jun Xiaomo is a big beetle, the one that can never be offended.
"Give me some of your biggest bowls here."
"The most...biggest bowl?" The boss was puzzled.
"Yes, the biggest bowl, the one that can be enjoyed by drinking." Jun Xiaomo said leisurely, with a sly light shining in his eyes.
"Oh, I understand. Okay, I'll take it." The boss turned around and ran away, whispering in his heart as he ran. I didn’t expect this little girl to look gentle and gentle, but as a result It's still a wine jar, drinking so hard.
I admire, admire, what a great female hero, a thumbs up.
After a while, the boss took a few big bowls and ran back, flatteringly placed them in front of Jun Xiaomo, and asked: "Guest, what do you think of this?"
"Yeah, it's not bad." Jun Xiaomo smiled and picked up one of the bowls, and rubbed his chin with a smirk. It looked like a little fox thinking about something, "Okay." , You can go ahead. Thank you, boss."
"Hey, no thanks, no thanks, guest officer, you are free." The boss dragged his chubby figure away again, returned to his counter and squinted his two mung bean eyes to count the spirit stones.
Jun Xiaomo lined up the bowls one by one on the table. In the blink of an eye, the whole table was occupied by Jun Xiaomo's bowls and jugs for three-quarters of the space, which was fully occupied. Ye Xiuwen's wine bottles and glasses were squeezed into the poor little corner.
Ye Xiuwen, who was drinking silently, stopped her hand movement and glanced at the opposite "Qin Shanshan" with a sense of speechlessness.
Jun Xiaomo raised his eyebrows at Ye Xiuwen provocatively, patted the cork of the flask on his hand, and poured the wine into the bowl with the edge of the flask grinningly.
She filled every big bowl on the table, and the strong aroma of wine instantly filled the whole inn.
The innkeeper standing behind the counter swallowed "gruntly" and looked straight at the bowls of wine in front of Jun Xiaomo.
Although he brewed these wines, he was not willing to drink a bite. He hoped to use these wines to sell some good prices. He did not expect this petite-looking customer to be so "heroic", he breathed a sigh of relief. I bought five pots of wine, not to mention, and put out these wines specially.
It's so fragrant...he wants to drink it...
Although the wine in front of Ye Xiuwen is more fragrant and smells a little better, but Jun Xiaomo can't bear to drink too much. When the taste of the wine in Jun Xiaomo's bowl is overwhelmed, the wine in Ye Xiuwen's hand seems to be empty. It tastes the same.
Ye Xiuwen: "..."
Jun Xiaomo admires the speechless look of the other party very much. Although Ye Xiuwenqing's cold face has no change in expression, Jun Xiaomo just feels that he "understands" those eyes The information contained in it.
With a "hum" from his nose, Jun Xiaomo picked up one of the Haikou bowls, leaned in front of him and took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and exclaimed with great enjoyment: "It's so fragrant... "After finishing speaking, I raised a big Haikou bowl, and it became a tenth of a suffocation. After I finished, I licked the corners of my lips as if I didn't want to finish.
She opened her eyes and squinted at Ye Xiuwen. The triumph in her eyebrows was completely unconcealed, as if she was saying: Look, I also have a good drink, and I won't give it to you!
Well, how good is the wine in the mortal world for ascetics? She just pretended to be.
Jun Xiaomo is now like a kid who has finally attracted the attention of adults through a prank, making people feel helpless, but not disgusted.
Facing such a pair of eyes, Ye Xiuwen didn't know why, but the feeling of boredom in his heart was shattered a lot.
The cold estrangement in his eyes towards "Qin Shanshan" melted a little, but it was not obvious from the cold face.
He raised the cup in his hand, took a sip slowly, and masked the change in his eyes.
Jun Xiaomo feels furious. He has done so many things and failed to irritate the other party. The other party is still so thunderous that you can **** you. The way I drink me makes Jun Xiaomo feel that he has done it in vain. I did it to a blind man. He couldn't make him angry, but he made himself angry.
Okay, okay, in fact, she doesn't have to worry too much about this kind of thing, isn't she just not giving her a taste of the wine? You can't die if you take a sip, not to mention, there is wine in front of her.
The taste is a bit bad, and the strength is not enough, but it is better than nothing.
Despising the behavior that he had just been "naive", Jun Xiaomo stopped paying attention to Ye Xiuwen who was facing him, and drank in a muffled voice.
No matter how strong or strong the wine in the mortal world is, for the cultivator, it is almost the same as tickle, and it is not drunk. Therefore, in the eyes of the innkeeper full of admiration, Jun Xiaomo poured sip after sip of the wine in the bowl like boiled water, and soon the pot of wine bottomed out.
Unfortunately, even though he used a Haikou bowl, Jun Xiaomo drank it but was sick. Just now, she drank a small glass of wine in front of "Junziwen", and the rich aroma of the wine seemed to explode on the tip of her tongue, leaving her lips and teeth scented, and the meaning was still unfinished, but now, although there is a lot of wine in the inn, But no pot is comparable to the small cup just now.
Jun Xiaomo was depressed, and she was unhappy that she could only "borrow her to vent her boredom", but unfortunately, this kind of mortal world's drinks made her more and more boring, but did not give her any other feelings.
Although Ye Xiuwen always looks like an old **** is present and unmoved, he has actually put his gaze on the opposite "Qin Shanshan" several times by toasting and drinking.
Looking at the other party's somewhat childish behavior, Ye Xiuwen suddenly felt that he was too sensitive and too bullied? In any case, he is also a big man, why should he refuse a small request from a little girl because he is in a bad mood?
Just a small bottle of wine...
There was a little shame in my heart. Ye Xiuwen took out a jade bottle from the storage ring. The bottle contained the unopened wine brewed by his master and pushed it to Jun Xiaomo’s. In front of him, he said: "Take it to drink, there is no need to sulking again."
Jun Xiaomo, who was trying to muffled drinking, acted for a while, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he raised his head and asked Ye Xiuwen: "For me?!"
Ye Xiuwen did not answer, but removed his hand and continued to raise his glass to taste the wine.
Jun Xiaomo glanced suspiciously at the opposite "Jun Ziwen" and thought: Why didn't you give it just now, and now you give it again? Or an unopened bottle of wine, is it possible that there is no conspiracy?
Ye Xiuwen calmly accepted the "baptism" of Jun Xiaomo's suspicious gaze.
Jun Xiaomo struggled inwardly, and in the end, his love for fine wine prevailed, over reason. In addition, Jun Xiaomo thought about it. She felt that the other party didn't need to calculate herself, so she simply took the jade bottle in her heart, and opened the tightly sealed bottle cap two or three times. .
As soon as I opened the bottle cap, a refreshing fragrance of wine came out like this, lingering on the tip of Jun Xiaomo's nose. Jun Xiaomo shrugged her small nose, and the smell of wine followed her breath and slipped directly into her heart.
It's such a wonderful taste!
Jun Xiaomo couldn't wait to bring the small glass he had just drunk, and he poured it out carefully, every movement was gentle.
——Nonsense, good wine must be savoured carefully, and the way to drink it just now is to chew peony.
Looking at "Qin Shanshan" who was afraid of wasting a drop of wine, Ye Xiuwen shook his head helplessly, and a slight smile flashed in his eyes.
After pouring the wine into the cup, Jun Xiaomo stuck out the tip of his tongue and dipped it in the cup, and his eyebrows were suddenly bent.
It really is the kind of wine just now!
No, it seems a bit more pure? Jun Xiaomo took a sip in surprise, and then, every pore on his body revealed the word "pleasure".
Thinking that this kind of wine was provided by the guy opposite, Jun Xiaomo was slightly startled, and the accumulated dissatisfaction with "Junzi Wen" disappeared.
Raising his head and looking at Ye Xiuwen tangledly for a moment, Jun Xiaomo raised the wine bottle in his hand and said awkwardly to Ye Xiuwen: "Hey, that... Thanks..."
For the first time, Ye Xiuwen's handsome face showed "Qin Shanshan" a "gentle" smile.
"No thanks." Ye Xiuwen said calmly, the indifference and estrangement between his eyebrows and eyes lessened a lot.
Jun Xiaomo widened his eyes in surprise, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart again.
Unfortunately, before she could figure out what that familiar feeling was, the boss's voice rang beside them: "Um... the guest officer, do you still need the things on the table just now? If you don’t need it, I will remove it for you first?"
It's getting late, and the table Jun Xiaomo just sat on has not been cleaned up, and there are leftovers on it. The boss obviously thought that if Jun Xiaomo no longer wanted those dishes, he instructed Xiao Er to clean up the things on that table and wash it early.
"Stop it, thank you." Jun Xiaomo waved indifferently.
After such an interruption by the boss, the familiar feeling that Jun Xiaomo had just surged disappeared. She glanced at "Junziwen" and found that under the cold expression, the other party actually had a pair of eyes that seemed to carry too much thought, too deep to see.
Are you worried... Jun Xiaomo nodded the table.
Just now, the other party gave her a small bottle of rare wine. This long-lost fragrance really made Jun Xiaomo's backlog of irritability and anxiety dissipated a lot.
Let's talk about courtesy, Jun Xiaomo felt that he should also have something practical to thank the other person.
Thinking about this, Jun Xiaomo approached Ye Xiuwen, blinked at him, and said mysteriously, "Brother Jun, do you want to go to a place that is most suitable for drinking and can relieve your sorrow." /
"It's the most suitable for drinking, can you relieve your sorrow?" Ye Xiuwen chewed these words word by word, and raised his eyebrows towards Jun Xiaomo slightly.
"Yes, it's a very good place, just as a thank you for the bottle of wine you gave me, how about it?" Jun Xiaomo smiled.
Looking at the familiar smile on Jun Xiaomo's lips, Ye Xiuwen was silent for a while, nodded, and said, "Okay."
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The place Jun Xiaomo brought Ye Xiuwen was on a mountain in the outskirts of a certain distance from the town.
Speaking of "mountain", to be more precise, it is better to say it is a small hill. There is a small pavilion on the hill. I don’t know who built it. Some of the paint on the pillars of the pavilion has peeled off. It seems to be a certain age.
However, it is dim now, and these little mottles are not very clear. On the whole, the design of this pavilion is quite elegant. Ye Xiuwen waved his sleeves lightly, and the dust on the stone tables and chairs in the pavilion was swept away like this.
It turns out that the wind magic can still be used in this way, Jun Xiaomo was surprised.
The wind on the top of the mountain was so cool that it dissipated the heat of the day. Standing in the pavilion and looking out, you can see a vast area under the mountain-in the distance, there are many mountains, the shadows of the mountains, the nearby jungle town, the lights are shining. This ink painting with the backdrop of the night was so unexpectedly extended and spread out indefinitely, and it was caught in Ye Xiuwen's eyes, making his mood as if it had also become broadened.
"How about it, isn't it nice here?" Jun Xiaomo asked with a smile.
"Well, it's pretty good, thank you." Ye Xiuwen responded sincerely, and then thought of another thing, "Have you been here?"
"Sure." Jun Xiaomo smiled. Unlike Ye Xiuwen's precautions when he first saw it and subsequent pranks, the current "Qin Shanshan" smiles a little bit more miss and loneliness.
This is the place Jun Xiaomo has been to in his previous life. At that time, she and Ye Xiuwen came here inadvertently when they were fleeing. Although they were exhausted physically and mentally by the escape of the past few days, the breeze on the top of the mountain and the vast scenery still refreshed their spirits. The mood also improved.
In this life, she also wanted to take Brother Ye here to take a look, but...
Forget it, I still don't want to, Jun Xiaomo shook his head and threw away the lingering discomfort.
Now she doesn't have much time to immerse herself in hurting the spring and cherishing the autumn. The most important thing is to save Rin Tianfeng's brothers.
"Is there any wine?" Jun Xiaomo suddenly turned his head and asked "Jun Ziwen" next to him.
Ye Xiuwen had just been stunned by the loneliness on "Qin Shanshan"'s face, but now that he was asked by Jun Xiaomo, he came back to his senses.
"Wine?"
"Yes, for such a beautiful day, of course you need to have wine to match~" Jun Xiaomo said with a smile, and the loneliness on his face was wiped out, "I also said that here is the best place to drink." /
Ye Xiuwen raised his eyebrows: "It's better to say, you find a better place to counterfeit the good bar in my storage ring."
Jun Xiaomo "tsk tsk" twice, surprised that this cold facial paralysis is still joking.
However, after Ye Xiuwen's joking, the gap between them and the old and dead has finally disappeared.
Jun Xiaomo chuckled lightly, shrugged and said, "If you have to think so, you can do it. Brother Jun, would you like to contribute some good wine?"
"Of course." Ye Xiuwen waved his sleeves, and a large wine jar appeared on the stone table in the pavilion.
"This is a century-old fine wine that my master has treasured. I don't know. Is it enough to use this jar of wine to make friends?" Ye Xiuwen asked with a faint smile.
Jun Xiaomo's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly and said: "Enough is enough!"
After speaking, he rushed towards the wine jar!
So that night, someone who was greedy for alcohol was completely drunk.
On the other side, Qin Lingyu, who rushed back to the sect due to an abnormality in his sister’s natal lock, kicked open the door of a certain Qing-lou, and in the middle of the night, he took the leading Xuyang sect disciple from the gentle township. He picked it up, and asked with a vengeful look: "Where is my sister?!"
A certain Xuyang sect disciple, who was still immersed in the realm of eclipse-bone-ecstasy-soul, was terrified and almost withered.
"Sister...sister?" He only caught these two words before he came back to his soul.
"Me, ask, you, me, sister, sister, where?!" Qin Lingyu said in a gloomy tone, asking every word about the Xuyang Sect disciple who was being carried in his hand.
This disciple was so energetic, and finally fully awake.
——Mom, why did Senior Brother Qin Lingyu, who was far away in Xuanjizong, rushed back? !