Chapter 181 Half Salty and Half Sweet"My friend, this wine smells so good!" The moment Cheng Long opened the bottle, the aroma of Moutai liquor, a mixture of sauce aroma, cellar bottom aroma, mellow aroma and other flavors, instantly aroused Yan Chixia's greed. "Can I have a taste?" "of course." Cheng Long handed the wine to Yan Chixia who was impatient. Hero Yan took a sip and found it mellow, sweet and mellow in the mouth, and it still exudes a charming aroma as you savor it. He likes this taste, it's very refreshing. After tasting Moutai, I felt that all the wines I had drunk before were unbearable to swallow, just like the swill in a pig trough. This is the delicacy of the world, the real wine. "My friend, where did you buy this wine?" Yan Chixia raised a key question.
Whether it’s expensive or not is another matter, but you must know the source. Otherwise, once you finish the bottle in your hand, it will be difficult to drink it again in the future. "Uh... I'm the only one who has this wine. It's not available for sale outside." Cheng Long prepared a lot of supplies, but there wasn't much wine. Among the 999 supply boxes, only five were filled with various fine wines. Yan Chixia only had about two or three boxes of Moutai in his hand. After drinking one bottle, there was one less bottle. "Home-brewed? What about the recipe..." At this point, Yan Chixia realized that something was wrong and said awkwardly, "Then if I want to drink it in the future, how much money do I need to prepare? It's too expensive, I may not be able to afford it." "Don't worry, it's not expensive." Cheng Long raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile that was barely noticeable. The storage bar contains more than 8,000 tons of gold. Whether it is worth money is not important. What is important is Yan Chixia’s inheritance, such as the Xuanyuan Sword in the sword box. He really wants to come and play with it. Of course, he certainly didn't think of taking away Old Yan's treasure with just a few bottles of wine, but the inheritance of Yan Chixia's magic, Diamond Sutra, etc. could still be negotiated. After all, they are all independent cultivators and need to gather together for warmth. His water arrow and fireball skills can also be taught to the other party. "How much is not expensive?" Although Yan Chixia lives in a big house, he does not do any work on weekdays. If he wants to make money, someone has to come to him and ask him to catch ghosts and eliminate monsters. He is just like Uncle Jiu in the zombie world, who seems to be doing well on the surface. No, Yan Chixia couldn't even keep up appearances. When Uncle Jiu settled in Renjia Town, everyone had to call him "Uncle Jiu". But when Yan Chixia, who lived in Wumenju, showed up in Yunlang Town, adults and children had to run away, for fear that if they stayed with them as master and apprentice for too long, they would attract dirty tricks. "It's free. You just need to give me some pointers or teach me a few spells." Although Cheng Long has the ability to specialize in magic, the spells he specializes in are mainly new applications of magic developed through physics. They are fundamentally different from the various magical skills of Buddhism and Taoism. The magic system can only release magic skills. Now that we have the opportunity to obtain the correct method, we certainly cannot miss it. "If you want to learn my signature skills, one or two bottles are not enough." Yan Chixia did not refuse outright, and did not even have the slightest rejection. Because Cheng Long's identity as a casual cultivator was quite to his liking, even without the fine wine in hand, he was willing to guide the younger generation and teach them some of his signature skills. "Haha, there will be plenty of wine then..." "Good good."
After Cheng Long left. Shi'er led Cui Hongjian and walked over in a mean manner. "Master, what kind of wine is this? It smells so good! Can you give us a taste?" "What are you trying to taste? Children are not allowed to drink alcohol!" Not giving Shi'er a chance to make trouble, Yan Chixia grabbed the Maotai in one hand and carried the bag in the other, and ran into his room quickly. The two young men were left staring blankly. …… night. Mo Mansion, guest room. Cheng Long hugged the delicate Mo Chou and whispered in her ear: "Zhu Er, don't leave for a while, stay with me." "No, mother said that we must finish the wedding before we can sleep together at night." Mo Chou's cheeks were flushed and her clear eyes were full of longing. She was not averse to being close to her savior, and even liked snuggling in Brother Long's arms. But she is also a very traditional woman. If you want to enter the bridal chamber without a formal marriage, forget it. "But I have no place to live, and Xiaoshuang married Master Ma in your place. Is it appropriate for us to continue the wedding here?" Cheng Long said while playing with Mochou's white and tender hands. "Not suitable." Mo Chou shook her head and said, "But my mother said that if I wait a year or two, I can marry you as my father's goddaughter. Brother Long, a year goes by very quickly. If you can't help it, you can go to the Jiaofangsi, the brothel, etc. I don't mind." "Forget about those places. I'm afraid of getting sick." Cheng Long's fear of contracting the disease was false. He mainly looked down on the girls in the brothel. The Jiaofangsi was not so bad. The main employees were relatives of criminals and they were all spoiled. Maybe he could meet a talented girl there. If he had the chance, he wouldn't mind going over for a visit. But in front of Mochou, I couldn't say anything I was thinking. "Sir, aren't you an exorcist? How can you get sick?" Mo Chou blinked her big eyes with a look of innocence. "Of course I won't..." Cheng Long smiled and changed the subject: "Don't say so much. I'm going to Huxian tomorrow and may have to stay there for a few days. You are so weak, I'm worried that you might be in danger after I leave." "Master, I have lived in Yunlang Town for so long, how could there be any danger? What's more, I seldom go out!" She didn't dare to say it outside, but at home, Mo Chou really didn't worry about her own safety at all. "Be safe from the worst. Be good and close your eyes." "Oh~~" Mo Chou closed her eyes obediently. The next moment, she felt a warm current flowing from the top of her head into every corner of her body. The comfort brought by the strengthening of her body made her utter alluring sounds.
Fortunately, the girl was very reserved and didn't scream very loudly. Except for Cheng Long, no one else could hear any noise even if they passed by the door. About a quarter of an hour later. Mo Chou, who had been strengthened with the energy of ten people's essence and blood, clenched his hands in disbelief and said in amazement: "Master, you can actually give me endless power in such a short time? How did you do it?" "This is just the beginning. I'm just letting you get used to it first. Next time I'll make you soar to the sky." Cheng Long has never been stingy with his women and he doesn't give too much at one time, mainly because Mochou's physique was too weak before and she needed a little bit of adaptation. Being strengthened to Captain America's level all of a sudden has a huge impact on life. Chatted for a while. Cheng Long used the system transmission function to teach Mochou the Shura Codex and warned her, "Mochou, the Shura Codex can devour souls to increase your magic power, but your realm is not high enough. It is best to follow the steps and don't think of taking shortcuts." "Sir, can I not practice?" Mo Chou looked conflicted. The Shura Book either killed people or devoured souls, which was in conflict with the education she had received since childhood. "No practice?" "Why, don't you want to stay young forever and become an immortal?" "I……" Mo Chou hesitated to speak. "Don't you want to be more and more beautiful and have fairer skin?" "..." Mo Chou simply couldn't resist such temptation. "You do not want……" "Sir, stop talking. I'll practice. I'll practice, isn't that enough?" Mochou completely gave up the idea of resistance. To practice the Shura Codex, one doesn't have to kill people and take their souls. Normal practice is also possible. After all, this is an Asura Dao immortal method that leads directly to Daluo. The more women practice, the more beautiful they become, while the more men practice, the uglier they become. Thinking of this, Mo Chou subconsciously looked at Cheng Long and asked in confusion: "Sir, doesn't the Asura Book say that men become uglier the more they practice? How come you are still so good-looking?" “I didn’t practice!” "Huh~ That's good, that's good." Mochou patted the small nutrition cabin and breathed a sigh of relief. It’s okay if you don’t practice. It’s okay if you don’t practice. She doesn't want to live with an Asura with a hideous face and ugly body in the future! …… The next day, Cheng Long said goodbye to Mo Chou who was reluctant to leave, and left Yunlang Town alone. When he went out, he happened to run into Cui Hongjian who was selling tofu pudding at a stall. The plot of "The Fairy in the Painting" has been completely changed after his intervention. Mochou did not die, Xiaoshuang married Mr. Ma from Huxian County on her behalf, and the villain boss, the Ghost King Nine-tailed Fox, was killed as soon as he appeared.
Mo Chou has now returned to her pre-marriage state, staying at home waiting to be married and never going out unless necessary. It is extremely difficult for the scholar in front of her to develop an emotional entanglement with Mo Chou. Cheng Long didn't believe that Mo Chou, who had been strengthened by him and obtained the "Shura Book", would still fall in love with Cui Hongjian. "Sir, you live in the Mo Mansion? Are you the second son of Mr. Mo Jinfeng?" Cui Hongjian was very familiar with the local celebrities and gentry. Of course, it is hard for people like them who have no power and influence not to understand. After all, if they want to live a stable life, they have to know who not to offend, which lady is kind-hearted, which boy has a bad temper, and so on. "No, I'm a guest of the Mo family. Give me some tofu pudding, let me taste your cooking." “Sweet or salty.” “Half salty and half sweet.” "what……" Cui Hongjian’s eyes widened. "Haha, I'm just teasing you! It's sweet. I like sweet things." Cheng Long can eat both salty and sweet food, but in terms of taste buds, he feels that sweet tofu pudding tastes better than salty one. "Sir, your tofu pudding." Cheng Long tasted it and found it tasted quite ordinary, because not enough sugar was added. However, considering Cui Hongjian's identity as a scholar, it is already a rare achievement for him to achieve this. After all, sugar and salt in ancient times were military supplies and were extremely expensive. "how much is it?" "One copper coin will do." "Here~~" Cheng Long casually took out a copper coin and handed it over, saying, "Mr. Cui, even if your tofu pudding is sold out every day, you won't make much money. Have you ever considered changing your career?" "I want to, but besides making tofu pudding, all I have left is reciting poems and writing couplets." "Yeah, I won't bother you anymore." Cheng Long originally wanted to sponsor the other party so that he could concentrate on studying and obtain fame, but he was worried that he would sponsor a corrupt official, which would damage his moral character. After thinking about it for the last time, I decided to just let nature take its course! If Cui Hongjian had a chance to become an official, he would not have remained in poverty. If not, then it is even more difficult to demand it. Leaving Yunlang Town and crossing the Yunlang Mountains, Cheng Long arrived in Huxian County before noon. Walking into the county town, he saw a restaurant called Jindao Winery. The next moment, the majestic divine consciousness burst out in droves.
"I've captured Yu Canhua, but she can still come out to chop meat?" Cheng Long couldn't help but frown when he found Yu Canhua, who was covering her face with a scarf and holding a butcher knife in the kitchen of Jindao Winery, chopping meat. In the original drama, Yu Canhua was taken in by the executioner Yuan Detai because no one had ever seen her. Except for Zhao Xiong who was tempted by her beauty, no one else had ever seen what she looked like. Cheng Long didn't expect that he would interfere and send someone to jail, but he could actually forcibly pull the disrupted plot line back together. "…Is it because the Eight Ghost Immortals are Yuan Detai's calamity?" Cheng Long vaguely remembers that the protagonist of the movie "Thousands of Man Killers" was not Yuan Detai's disciple Erwu, nor the beautiful Yu Canhua, nor Zhong Kui who appeared several times, but Yuan Detai, the executioner. At first, Zhong Kui was unwilling to take action, and even said that it was not appropriate to take action when his sister was getting married. But when Yuan Detai committed suicide, he transformed himself into a Dharma body without saying a word, grabbed the Eight Ghost Immortals into his mouth and ate them. Based on this point alone, Cheng Long was able to conclude that the Eight Ghost Immortals were Yuan Detai's destined calamity. Only by committing suicide under the coercion of the Eight Ghost Immortals could he complete his merits and become a colleague of Zhong Kui. "So, I can't just do whatever I want, right?" Cheng Long originally wanted to help Yuan Detai kill the Eight Ghost Immortals, but now... even Zhong Kui has to wait until Yuan Detai's merits are complete before he can take action. If he intervenes rashly, he might get into big trouble. If I had known this, I would have come two days later. However, after a moment of silence. Cheng Long's eyes suddenly became firm. "I am a demon cultivator. I dare not kill people at will. Do I have to be timid when saving people?" Yuan Detai committed suicide, so he could have stayed out of it. But the old lady who is about to be chopped into minced meat by Yu Canhua cannot die. He has secured Qiaoyin's mother. "Sir, please come inside." As I walked into the winery, a pretty girl in a red dress with long hair came into view. She was quite pretty, but still a little immature. In contrast. Cheng Long prefers her more mature look. For example, the female inspector Long Jiu in God of Gamblers has a curvy figure, a slim waist and a plump butt, which is much more charming than the girls in ancient costumes today. "Sir, what would you like to eat?" Qiao Yin led Cheng Long to an empty table and asked with a smile. "Have something to eat." "How about I serve you a plate of buns and a pot of tea?" "Row." After Cheng Long sat down, he looked up at Yu Canhua, who was dressed as a widow in the kitchen. The woman was wearing a veil that covered half of her face, but her exposed eyes revealed deep sorrow and determination, which moved people.
Perhaps feeling his gaze, Yu Canhua looked up subconsciously. When their eyes met, time seemed to stop at this moment, and there was only each other in their eyes. "It's him?" Yu Canhua’s expression froze. Logically speaking, Cheng Long caught her and violently broke her arms, so she should have hated him. However, when she saw him again, she not only did not hate him, but instead felt a little secretly happy. However, Yu Canhua's secret joy was not admiration, but more of appreciation. Admire the other person's decisiveness in killing, and admire the other person's indifference to beauty. That's it. "Second sister, are the buns ready?" Just when Yu Canhua was stunned, Qiao Yin walked over quickly. "It's steamed." "I'll take a plate to the guests." "Wait~~" Yu Canhua stopped Qiao Yin and said with a smile: "There are many constables outside, you go greet them, I will help you greet this guest." "Okay, don't forget to serve tea." Qiao Yin decisively put down the steamer and ran out to greet her father's colleagues. Jindao Distillery had just opened and many people came to support it. She was a little overwhelmed. It was great that Yu Canhua was willing to help. (End of this chapter)