Chapter 151 Plum Blossom Wine, a Passerby

The second boss talked about the matter at hand. Plum blossoms bloom every year, but they are not the same as before. Don’t you still have most of your flower-like years left?

The proprietress was still unhappy. She pointed at the sky and cursed. My flowering period could have been longer and longer, until it broke through the sky.

Now it has come to an abrupt end.

Rather than watching myself getting older day by day, it is better to watch the plum blossoms, which are gorgeous for a moment and are the only ones in the world.

The little donkey led by the white-clothed swordsman did not understand these magical things. It was very happy and ran around the plum trees.

It turned out that there are really flowers that bloom in winter.

It was the first time it saw it.

"Little donkey, happy and free~" Li Changxiao drank wine and made up a ballad and hummed softly.

This mountain road is very long, with many plum blossoms, very beautiful, like a fairyland.

Li Changxiao was still thinking about the plum wine that came and went in the inn, so he naturally couldn't serve as a free laborer. He could help, but this labor could at least be exchanged for a few jars of vintage plum wine, right?

The proprietress cursed and looked at Li Changxiao, saying that men were not good things. He usually looked like a heartless drunkard, but it turned out that he had such a devilish plan in his mind.

Mei Sanniang agreed, and after helping to pick plum blossoms, she gave him three jars.

Li Changxiao got what he wanted, and his mood was much happier. He admired the plum blossoms along the way and rode his donkey to the top of the mountain.

Years passed, time was ruthless, no matter how gorgeous the plum blossoms were, they would eventually wither. Many monks like to compare themselves to plum blossoms, and like the tough and elegant qualities of plum blossoms.

It's just a momentary state of mind and a momentary scenery.

At this time, walking on the road, compared with the cold plum blossoms that bloomed slowly in the wind and snow, what made several people feel more easily was the pressing and aggressive withering.

A plum blossom fell from a branch.

Drifting in the wind and snow.

Mei Sanniang and the others, without any prior agreement, looked at the plum blossom's drifting trajectory, sighing in their hearts.

The plum blossom fell on the swordsman's shoulder.

The swordsman picked up the plum blossom, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and sighed from the bottom of his heart, it was so beautiful and fragrant.

Then, he took a sip of wine and added, "It's just right for soaking wine."

Mei Sanniang rolled her eyes, "You drunkard, you only know how to drink."

"What's wrong with drinking."

The swordsman said as a matter of course: "Flowers are only beautiful for a moment, but wine is fragrant for a hundred years."

"The longer it lasts, the more fragrant it is."

Mei Sanniang was stunned. For some reason, she felt a little better when she heard this.

The governor, the cook, and the second in command were all like this.

Perhaps.

Withering is not the end.

"Yo yo yo, the little drunkard is quite talkative." Mei Sanniang giggled.

"Of course." Li Changxiao accepted the compliment without hesitation. He smiled and replied, "But, if you ask me, even if it is a good wine that has been brewed for a hundred years, it is not as good as the boss lady's..."

Mei Sanniang became interested and looked at the handsome swordsman, waiting for the second half of the sentence.

The swordsman half-jokingly and half-satisfiedly uttered a word: "Slut."

After that, he laughed, rode the donkey, quickened his pace, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

I heard from the boss lady that the scenery there is the most beautiful.

Mei Sanniang raised her eyebrows and cursed, "You little drunkard", and then chased after him and pretended to fight.

This time.

The donkey ran more happily, and turned back to grin.

The second in command, the governor, and the cook looked at each other.

Suddenly, they also smiled.

"This year, it's a little different." The second in command said sadly.

When the spiritual energy is exhausted, which family is not worried?

Even ordinary people who don't practice and don't listen to the scriptures are worried, and as a cultivator, they are only worried.

It's like a wealthy man with a fortune of millions of dollars, who lost his source of income overnight.

I'm afraid there are many people who hang themselves, and the few people who run the inn see flowers blooming and falling, and people coming and going every year.

You can imagine.

No matter how beautiful the plum blossom scenery is, it is difficult to make a few people happy, and even the withering of flowers is more dazzling in their eyes.

However.

This year, because of an outsider.

The atmosphere is much more lively, which is a good thing.

...

Speaking of plum blossom scenery, it is indeed beautiful.

Standing on the top of the Plum Blossom Mountain, looking down, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, standing proudly in the snow.

This beautiful scenery is rare in the world.

Li Changxiao likes flowers, and has always liked them.

He never thinks about what will happen after withering, he only cherishes the most beautiful and moving posture when it is in full bloom.

This unique beauty, if no one appreciates it, is really a waste.

This is not only true for flowers, but also for monks, mortals, and him.

"Look."

"This mountain is so charming." Li Changxiao touched the little donkey's head and said softly.

The little donkey nodded and blinked.

Mei Sanniang, the second in command, the cook, and Guanbai followed one after another. It was the flowering season.

Mei Sanniang smoked a jade-like dry tobacco and exhaled white clouds and mist gently, mixing in the wind and snow.

Guanbai was young and full of energy after all. He had been suppressed for so long, thinking about the Wanxian Summit, he shouted: "Fuck the exhaustion of spiritual energy! Fuck the avenue!"

"If I die, I will die on the road of reform!"

"It's nothing!"

The voice echoed.

Since he compared himself to a plum blossom, he would do the same as the one that dances high in the wind and snow and flies over the mountain.

"Let the wind blow from the east, west, south, and north, I will go to the sky." Li Changxiao smiled and said.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Guanbai nodded repeatedly and regarded Li Changxiao as his confidant.

"I'll go to the sky!" Guan Bai's chest was full of energy.

The passionate young man would not turn back until he hit the wall. He looked into the distance, the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit was approaching...

The world may not be without hope.

He just didn't believe that there was only one way in the world!

At this moment.

Several people looked to the north, the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit, the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit.

"Go to the sky!" Mei Sanniang rubbed her ears, kicked Guan Bai, and laughed and scolded: "You can still bear to climb a small hill. Pick all these plum blossoms for me to make wine."

Speaking of this.

The proprietress twisted her waist and walked towards the toilet built on the top of the mountain, "I'm going to the toilet."

The second in command rolled his eyes, "Ouch... Why does my stomach suddenly hurt? Xiaobai, you pick them first, I'll catch up later."

After the two walked away.

Guan Bai looked at Li Changxiao helplessly, "Good brother... Fortunately, you have you."

...

The plum blossoms on the mountain were picked one by one.

Mei Sanniang, the second in command, was lazy, but he was not completely unhelpful. The five of them worked together to pick plums all the way down from the top of the mountain.

Even if the monks had enough physical strength, they were exhausted by such a large workload, and even sweated.

The harvest was not small.

In the evening, several people returned the same way.

The plum blossoms were pickled in a secret method and preserved in a jar.

Wait until the beginning of next spring, and then take them out for brewing and drying, and then go through several complicated steps before they can officially start brewing.

Plum blossom wine is Mei Sanniang's specialty, and there is only one of her.

Before the spiritual energy was exhausted, the raw materials were all rare treasures in the world. Even now, the plum blossoms as raw materials are still not bad. Although they look the same as plum blossoms in the mortal world, if you want to explore the roots, you can trace it back to a cave that was once very famous.

Good wine is for wine lovers.

Mei Sanniang didn't mind, and gave three jars to Li Changxiao. The wine was purple-red. When the jar was opened, a fragrance came to his nose. It was a rare good wine in the world.

The swordsman took the wine and hung it on the saddle of the donkey.

The swordsman, dressed in white as snow and wearing a mink cloak, rode on the donkey and left the Laiqu Inn without saying hello.

Laiqu Inn.

The swordsman was just a passerby who stayed a little longer.

On this day, the wind and snow were very strong.

The swordsman's figure was completely submerged in the wind and snow after just a few steps.