It was a lively night yesterday.
I am still tired today.
It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Xiaoshui City woke up lazily.
There were pedestrians in twos and threes on the street, and the shops on the street removed their door panels and opened their doors to welcome customers.
In Dongcheng, the best jewelry store in Xiaoshui, Fuxiangji, also received its first order of business.
Unfortunately, it didn't go well.
"This hairpin was priced at a hundred taels the day before yesterday. Why does it cost a hundred and fifty taels today?!"
"Mr. Sir, what day is it today? The Dionysus Festival! The price of food and clothing has not increased. Even the kiln sister in the building opposite has to pay three cents more for powder. Isn't this going to increase? Why? Is it appropriate?"
The spacious shop was full of jewels, and the shopkeeper's smiling face greeted everyone, but Zhang Yi was choked with a series of rhetorical questions that made him unable to speak.
The knight-errant clutched the jade hairpin tightly, like a knife.
The shopkeeper's smiling face remained the same.
"In this way, my guest, you can come and buy it tomorrow, and it will cost you one hundred taels tomorrow."
This is purely perfunctory.
It is a custom in Xiaoshui that on the second night of the Dionysus Festival, men and women give tokens to each other.
After tonight, no matter how cheap this hairpin is, what does it mean to Zhang Yi? "
"I just want to buy it today."
There was no surprise on the shopkeeper's face, he had already prepared something.
"That's all, I think you sincerely want to buy it."
Take out another hairpin.
"This hairpin is of the same first-class craftsmanship, but the material is half the price. I can sell it to you for a hundred taels."
He smiled and said "cheap", but a tail slowly emerged from under his robe, with fluffy brown hair, swaying slowly behind him.
What's strange is that in the shop, neither Zhang Yi nor the other clerks turned a blind eye to the tail, or in other words, they saw it but didn't take it seriously, as if a businessman should have such a fox tail.
If you continue to push your eyes out of the shop, you will fall on the street that is gradually getting busier.
You can see pedestrians one after another, those with long horns, those with scales, those with protruding fangs, and those with green eyes... There are always some inhuman features on their bodies, and from time to time, you can see each other's horns touching each other, and their tails hooking their feet. No one paid much attention to the sight, as if those claws, claws, scales and horns were dust on the clothes, not worth mentioning.
Ignoring the strange statues on the street for the time being, Zhang Yi answered without hesitation.
"I only want the best."
The shopkeeper suddenly changed his face.
"Then I'm sorry, the best one is one hundred and fifty taels, the price is the same."
His tail stopped wagging, and he reached out to take back the hairpin in Ranger's hand.
At this time.
Snapped!
A loud slap on the table made the shopkeeper tremble, and his tail retracted under his clothes. But then, he saw a shining silver "cutie" on the table, so his tail swung again. Swinging out.
A voice interjected from the side.
"Wrap this hairpin for him, and I will make up for the lack of silver."
"Yo!"
The shopkeeper wagged his tail quickly and gave a thumbs up.
"Loyalty! Heroic!"
Look at Zhang Yi again.
"Guest, look..."
Zhang Yi tilted his head and said that the man who was helping him looked like a young master on a trip, but looking at his body shape and posture, he could tell that he was a vigorous warrior. The most important thing was that he did not know this person.
Zhang Yi hesitated for a while and finally nodded.
Not long after.
He carefully put the carefully packaged hairpin into his arms, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked a little excited.
But he soon regained his composure and returned to his usual cold demeanor.
"How much money do you give me, how much do I do, killing or..."
Turn around.
There was nothing in front of me.
…………
Li Changan did not come here specifically to find Zhang Yi.
The prosperity and tranquility of the city are about to disappear like fireworks. Wouldn't it be a pity not to take a walk and take a look?
So on this day, the Taoist priest visited many places and saw many people.
In Changfengfang, in front of Xing's house, I saw Mrs. Xing looking at the door and describing her weight loss.
In the hook stall at the base of the city wall, I saw Zhang Shaonan and his "brother" fighting against the beggar leader.
At the wine stall by the bridge, I saw Zheng Tuzi holding "swordsman" Xu Zhan's neck and pouring wine. When he was drunk and paying the bill, he didn't have enough money, so he paid the bill with the swordsman's long sword used to show off.
…
I originally planned to go to Li'er Tower.
But I heard the oar man say that Miss Sanniang is feeling tired today and Li'er Tower is on holiday, so she is too lazy to open the door to welcome guests.
Ever since.
Go round and round.
Arrive at Yanjia Winery.
Didn't come to the door.
I was just pretending to be a tourist who was tired of shopping and found a nearby snack shop.
What they sell is Xiaoshui's famous product - glutinous glutinous rice dumplings.
After ordering a bowl and sitting down, someone at the other table was talking.
"Brother Yu, you are an expert. Do you think which of the dozens of wineries in the city can win the title of wine champion this year?"
"It's hard to say, this winemaking relies on craftsmanship and raw materials. In terms of craftsmanship, the Wang family's bamboo leaf roasting is undoubtedly the best; in terms of raw materials, the Xu family's secret brewing koji is also unparalleled in the world, as well as the Zhang family's Beauty Zui, and the Wu family's Yue Zhaoqing, the Lu family’s Baihua Brew..."
He knew all the treasures and spoke eloquently, but it was a pity that he missed all the guesses.
The chief winemaker will only be Ninglubai from Yanjia Winery.
It's like this this year, every year.
In the reincarnation of Xiaoshui, Jiugui will always fall into the Yan family.
Not long after.
Tangyuan is served.
I took a bite while it was still hot.
Soft and sweet.
The Taoist priest couldn't help but said: What a pity.
Such good craftsmanship, but the boss is a bug.
That's right.
Although this store owner is diligently promoting business, he is actually a demon puppet controlled by phantom butterfly larvae.
From a distance, the Taoist priest could smell the insect residue on it.
Not only him, but also the diners who were just asking questions, the police officers patrolling the street corners, the beggars on the roadside, and even the children playing in front of the wine shop... On this street, around the wine shop, most of them are monsters. Dressed up.
It can be said that the remaining power of Huan Die has been shrunk in Yanjia Winery.
There is no other reason.
Because Huan Die is hiding in the wine shop.
Li Changan blew up the center of the illusion, Shuiyueguan, and Phantom Butterfly's control over the illusion was severely damaged. It had no choice but to carry out its original plan: to poison the wine in an attempt to control the demons.
However, all its previous preparations were destroyed in the fire, and they had to find a place to prepare it again. The Shuiyue Temple was destroyed, and the Temple of Wine was crowded with people, so they had to settle for the next best thing and choose the Yanjia Winery.
In order to produce enough "gu wine" in one day, it dug out its own body that was blown to pieces, and used the main medicine, but it was not enough, and even sacrificed all the rampant soldiers and extracted their Flesh and soul.
And all this is obtained by Dionysus through the eyes of Yu Mei.
Yes, Yu Mei is also in the square.
"You really don't need me to sneak into the wine shop?"
"Absolutely not."
Dionysus quickly advised.
"Taoist priests don't have to worry about Sophora Ling. Before the fantasy butterfly regains control of the illusion, it won't dare to attack Sophora Ling randomly. Even if it does some tricks, the illusion will naturally dissipate when the illusion is shattered."
"What's more, if you break in, it will be heavily guarded. If you are discovered, there will be a fight with Huan Die, which will disrupt the plan."
Li Changan didn't say anything and just swallowed most of the bowl of glutinous rice balls in one go.
Then he asked again:
"What should I do with wine?"
The god of wine is indeed the god of wine. He got the Tai Sui demon and without much effort, he created a wine with strange effects. When you drink it for the first time, there is nothing abnormal, but once you are prompted by the inducer, the poison of hunger will pour out a hundred times.
But no matter how poisonous the wine is, what's the use if it doesn't fall into your mouth?
Therefore, the original plan was to mix it into the Yan family's "Ninglu Bai", but unexpectedly, it collided with Huandie's plan.
The God of Dionysus was not anxious at all and laughed loudly:
"Where will the wine made by Huandie be sent?"
"The Temple of Bacchus."
"who I am?"
"Bacchus."
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed, laughing that he would be confused if he cared.
Throw down a few coins.
He stood up and left without trying to tease Huandie's sensitive nerves.
He has one last place to go.
…………
When Li Changan arrived at Yujiadi store.
Most of the customers in the store were not awake yet, and they were all recuperating in their rooms to enjoy the night market tonight.
But the front yard of the restaurant, a small courtyard covered by the lush branches and leaves of the locust tree and surrounded by brilliantly blooming wisteria flowers, is not deserted.
Amei led the boys from the Yan family and several other children to play in the corridor, occasionally attracting scoldings from the landlady. On the stone table and bench under the tree, the owner of the Di shop, the owner of Yanjia Winery and Qian Dazhi, who had "resurrected from the dead", frowned over three glasses of wine.
The Taoist priest shamelessly went up to talk to him.
"They all say that drinking is a way to relieve sorrow, but why are you three worried about drinking?"
The three of them looked at each other, confused.
I am still used to welcoming and delivering goods at the store, so I should be more flexible.
"This husband doesn't know something. This friend of mine is here to buy wine, but he was confused for a while. Among these three wines, he didn't know which one was best."
lie.
He was obviously choosing which wine to use to participate in tomorrow's wine competition.
Li Changan did not expose it.
Pointing to the glass with clear liquid in it.
"In my opinion, this cup is the best, can you..."
"oh oh."
Yan Dongjia reacted and hurriedly took the wine glass.
"Please taste it."
Li Changan sat down unceremoniously, took the wine glass, and took a sip.
The wine flows smoothly into the throat.
It seemed as if a slight intoxication dissipated immediately.
Timely.
Xiaoshui's soft spring breeze with a slight aroma of wine blew in. The crown of the locust tree swayed slowly, the branches and leaves made a "haloxylon" sound, and the surrounding vines also swayed. Amei chased the boy from the Yan family through it again The flowers, with their bright smiles, burst into pieces of fragrance.
The Taoist priest thought, did Master Yu look at himself like this when he was a child?
The god of wine sighed in his ears:
"It turns out that 'Ninglu Bai' tastes like this."
"You haven't drunk it?"
"Of course I have, but the Yu family girl has not."
Li Changan suddenly smiled and nodded.
Then he gathered his thoughts and turned into a sword of wisdom to cut away the illusion.
Then the world suddenly became gloomy, and the "black spots" of condensed resentment reappeared, covering every corner of the sight, including clouds, mud, beams, walls, and even the wine in the glass and Amei's childish smile.
Li Changan stood up silently, and walked to a wall of vines under the unexplained gazes of the three people.
The flowers were blooming just now, but now there are only bare branches lying on the wall, no flowers, no leaves, withered and decadent.
The Taoist poured the remaining wine in the cup on top.
After all, it is a dream in vain.
The next day.
The God Sacrifice Ceremony is coming as scheduled.
