This old storyteller is indeed just a mortal.
Su Mo died not long after he took over the restaurant...
He died late in life, but he was still smiling before he died, as if he was not satisfied with anything in his life.
Su Mo dismissed the waiters in the restaurant and simply buried the old storyteller.
Withered leaves falling, he stood in front of the old storyteller's grave for a long time.
The countless fallen leaves seem to be talking about the ordinary life and death of mortals.
He also asked the old storyteller: If he could continue to live, would the old gentleman be willing to live?
He never said that he could keep the old storyteller alive for a long time...
The old gentleman knew that Su Mo was extraordinary, but he still shook his head and refused.
He said: "Watching all kinds of drunkards and tea guests in a lifetime is enough. People in the world want to live forever just because there are still things they can't let go of."
"Some people can't let go of the people around them, and some can't let go of what they have in their hands."
"I have been poor all my life and have nothing to let go of."
It seems that passing away like this is the best place for him to belong...
He saw that Su Mo was looking for home and advised Su Mo to find a way out first.
It's funny to say that Su Mo is a sage in the world, but no ordinary old man can understand him.
He couldn't understand it and couldn't let it go.
But I also know that the old storyteller’s words are reasonable, and you should first find the way back home.
He has been looking for home, but after returning, he was confused and at a loss...
But what is this search for?
Everything in the world in these nine days is not the familiar everything from back then.
We are in the world of mortals, but we are not familiar with each other.
Perhaps there will be a solution along the way...
Finding the way back seems like a fruit, but he forgot to look for the cause on the way.
Looking for a way out, Su Mo’s three questions that have never been solved...
What is love, what is cause and effect, what is fate.
This restaurant seems to be the best place for him to find his way and ask questions!
Since I can't find the Confucian sage and I don't know what year it is tonight, let's find a place to go and wait slowly.
"Look for the way home first..." Su Mo bowed deeply to the grave of the old storyteller.
"Thank you, old sir."
The elegant white clothes seem to add a bit of sadness...
...
The old shopkeeper of the restaurant in the city died, and a new shopkeeper came.
It's just that the smell of wine has not changed, but the voice of the old man's storyteller above the restaurant has disappeared...
Without the delicacies, only wine is left in this restaurant.
There were far fewer drinkers and tea-goers in the past, and it seemed a bit deserted.
Su Mo and Xiao Xuanji stayed in this restaurant, not knowing what they were doing.
There's just no other place to go...
Su Mo still opened the door every day, but he didn't care that there were no customers in the building.
He just likes to sit by the window upstairs, sipping wine and looking out at the scenery.
Neighbors passing by downstairs often raised their heads and looked at the white-haired man curiously.
Autumn comes to an end and winter comes, and a chill falls from the sky.
The frost turns into snow, with an indescribable meaning that lingers.
In the vast whiteness, the aroma of wine is still...
"Senior brother..." Xiao Xuanji went upstairs and saw Su Mo in a daze. He immediately ran up to Su Mo and said with some distress: "The wine here is not as good as the one in Xianlu."
He already knew that Su Mo had lied to him.
Wine is wine, not nine milk, nor the milk of the nine-tailed fairy fox.
Su Mo looked back at Xiao Xuanji and shook his head, "This wine is made from coarse grains, while the original wine was made from cross-cut flowers."
"Peach blossom?" Xiao Xuanji was stunned, and then asked, "Can we brew some more with peach blossom?"
Su Mo shook his head, "There are not so many peach blossoms."
Xiao Xuanji thought for a while, pointed to the barren hill behind the restaurant and said, "Let's plant it ourselves. Let's buy this barren hill, plant some peach blossoms, and then pick peach blossoms to make peach blossom wine."
Su Mo thought for a while and nodded in agreement, "Okay, let's buy some and plant some when next spring comes."
Xiao Xuanji immediately jumped up happily, walked to the opposite side of the table in front of Su Mo, and climbed onto the chair, "What are you thinking, senior brother?"
Su Mo shook his head in a daze, "I don't know either."
Looking at the white patches of snow outside the window, I seemed to have forgotten what I wanted to do.
Xiao Xuanji looked at Su Mo's depressed look, thought for a moment and said, "How about we play chess."
They are from the Tianji lineage, and the Tianji lineage is good at playing chess.
Xiao Xuanji's chess skills are also very good.
Su Mo nodded, "That's fine."
Xiao Xuanji immediately took out the chessboard pieces and placed them on the table by the window.
Su Mo holds the black chess piece, and Xuanji plays the white chess piece.
The snow outside the window seemed to be filled with an indescribable confusion...
In the restaurant, the two brothers were playing a chessboard game.
After the game, Xiao Xuanji looked at the white chess with no way to move on the chessboard, and sighed in distress, "Almost, almost, I won."
The two remnants of Tianji Cave said that his senior brother was very good at chess, and if he could beat his senior brother at some time, he would be able to become a master.
Sure enough, Su Mo was very good at chess.
But it's only a little taller than him...
He couldn't help but think of the two remnants of Tianji Cave, and suddenly seemed a little sad, "Senior brother, can we still go back?"
He missed his two masters and master a little bit.
Going back? Su Mo sighed.
Of course I want to go back!
After all, this is not the hometown in his dream. Only by returning to the fairyland and finding the floating leaves can he find the nine heavens and ten places he really wants to return to.
But how can we go back?
Maybe we need to find his 'path' first. To find his way home first...
"I can go back." Su Mo nodded lowly.
Returning to the Immortal Realm, he also returned to the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands in his memory.
He has not forgotten that he entered reincarnation just to find his own chance of survival.
Now that life has been found, this is not the place to 'return' after all...
Hearing Su Mo's answer, Xiao Xuanji immediately became happy, "Perhaps, I can break through the divine transformation here."
The temperament of a child is that sadness comes and goes quickly.
"Brother, let's play another game. I feel like I can win!"
"good!"
Su Mo nodded in agreement, and just as the two were about to continue, two figures walked into the restaurant and climbed up to the attic.
"Shopkeeper, why don't you have a waiter to greet your guests?"
Su Mo turned around and shook his head with a smile, "The waiter has gone home."
It was the man and woman who came last time.
The woman is exceptionally beautiful, and the man is also majestic...
The two of them walked towards Su Mo like a couple of gods and gods, with faint smiles on their faces.
When Xiao Xuanji saw the two coming, he immediately stood up and gave up his position, and put away the chess pieces on the table.
Su Mo said to Xiao Xuanji: "Go get some wine."
Xiao Xuanji nodded in agreement and immediately walked towards the attic...
The man and the woman were not polite and sat across from Su Mo. The man smiled and said to Su Mo, "You, the shopkeeper, really don't know how to do business."
Su Mo was helpless, "Why are you here?"
The woman shook her head, "I was passing by and suddenly remembered, come and have a look."
Su Mo looked normal, but did not speak.
The man and the woman looked at each other, smiled, and said to Su Mo, "Do you know our identities?"
Su Mo sighed, "I don't know."
The man thought for a moment and waved his sleeves, "Liu Nian, the emperor of this country..."
Su Mo looked as usual.
The man pointed to the woman next to him and introduced to Su Mo: "This is my wife, the lord of the demon world. Their clan has no name. Each generation is called...Feng!"
The wine cup in Su Mo's hand swayed slightly, and he raised his head and looked at the woman...
