Chapter 406 Explore the Demon Cave Together
Linghu Jiu liked Ning Zhuo's free and easy energy, and he was even more excited, so he took out the stone bowl, one for each person.
He sat down hurriedly: "Here it is, here it comes!"
Seeing him like this, Ning Zhuo couldn't help but secretly sigh: Last time Ning Zhuo delivered tea, although Linghu Jiu was happy, he was by no means as excited as he is now.
Ning Zhuo used the instructions taught in Zhu Xuanji's letter to successfully open the mud seal.
In an instant, the aroma of wine wafted out and filled the entire cave.
As soon as Linghu Jiu smelled it, he blurted out: "Oh? It's actually my country's national cellar!"
His eyes lit up, and his Adam's apple rolled with excitement: "Good guy, this is a century-old national cellar acacia wine, which is rare."
"Dear brother, where did you get it? Brother Yu has asked others to buy it many times, and there are many national cellar spirit wines on the market, but it is extremely difficult to receive this kind of hundred-year-old national cellar."
"Brother Hongfu, Brother Yu is really blessed this time, hahaha."
Ning Zhuo smiled and poured a full bowl of Linghu wine and himself.
The two of them collided with their wine bowls and started drinking.
In the stone bowl, the color of the acacia wine was like crimson pearls, clear and translucent, reflecting the expectant faces of the two of them.
When you smell it lightly, the aroma of wine is mixed with a faint aroma of red beans, gentle but distant.
As soon as the wine enters the mouth, it is soft and smooth, as warm as the first spring dew. The faint sweetness of the red beans melts on the tip of the tongue, with wisps of emotion, and then there is a faint bitterness in the mellow aftertaste, like a long-accumulated feeling, pressing on the heart for a long time.
The two of them savored it carefully and were silent for a while.
After a long time, Linghu Jiu broke the silence: "The century-old national cellar is indeed worthy of its name! The entrance is mild, like the sweetness of red beans, and contains the mellow and thick aroma that has been brewed for a hundred years. The meaning of lovesickness is ethereal and uncertain, but if you taste it carefully, it feels heavy."
"A hundred years of time, I still miss ......" Ning Zhuo also sighed, "The longer this wine ages, the heavier the lovesickness, good wine, really good wine!"
Ning Zhuo recently tasted three types of wine, namely Bingyu Wine, Meditation Brew and Acacia Wine.
Among the first two, the ice jade wine can quickly promote the cultivation of the sea of qi with spirit. Linghu wine has also benefited a lot here. Thoughtful brewing, regardless of real wine or fake wine, can communicate yin and yang, and bring the wisdom of the sages.
Both of these wines have powerful potential.
But acacia wine is not like the first two, it is more extravagant, but it just makes people feel lovesick.
This liquor is difficult to preserve.
It is all because of lovesickness, which is difficult to last.
How long can ordinary people be in lovesickness? One year, two years? Ten years, or twenty years?
The human heart is changeable, people are forgetful, and the light flow of time can wash away all kinds of things and wear away everything.
An emotion is difficult to sustain for years, decades. As for a hundred years? Even rarer.
It's all because ordinary people live a lifetime, and it's a hundred years in a hurry. What kind of emotions can make people miss for a lifetime?
Once, what the Supreme Emperor of Nandou Kingdom wanted to express was this emotion.
It is said that the acacia wine she designed and brewed herself still exists to this day.
She wanted to give it to someone, but this kind of wine never succeeded in giving it away!
The production of acacia wine is difficult, and it requires the spirit chef himself to have a strong lovesickness before it is possible.
The preservation of acacia wine is also difficult. It is necessary to have the lovesickness contained in it to last for a long time.
Therefore, there are very few centuries-old acacia on the market. Once it has passed decades, the acacia itself has deteriorated and is difficult to drink again.
But today, Ning Zhuo and Linghu Jiu drank this kind of wine.
For a while, both of them were immersed in lovesickness, deeply affected, and unable to extricate themselves.
Ning Zhuo missed his mother. Now my mother has become an agency, accompanying me, seemingly close, but in fact it is still far away.
The second target, the fetal breath spirit boat, was too distant and huge, and until now, Ning Zhuo had not found a feasible path to burn this boat.
Linghu Jiu was thinking about the little junior sister Lin Shanshan.
The taste of acacia wine melted in his mouth, as if thousands of strands of silk threads gently wrapped around his heart.
He was adopted by Lin Bufan when he was very young and watched Lin Shanshan grow up little by little.
The sweet and short moments he spent with Lin Shanshan seemed to be stretched out by the precipitation of the years in this wine, and they became more and more profound and long-lasting.
Acacia wine turned every thought in Linghu Jiu's heart into bits and pieces in the wine, and gradually spread in his heart.
"Life is like wine, lovesickness is like a song." Linghu Jiu was sad, "Some lovesickness eventually fades with the passage of time, while some lovesickness brews deeper and deeper!"
The two of them drank this time, and the atmosphere was very different from before. The last time it was warm, this time it was affectionate.
After three rounds of wine, Ning Zhuo directly told his situation: "Brother Linghu, my little brother I have been drinking meditation again recently, but I have no guidance from my ancestors."
Linghu Jiu pointed to Ning Zhuo: "This situation is absolutely normal."
"You know, drinking this wine only provides us with an opportunity to communicate with the sages of the underworld."
"At a certain time and moment, if the sages of the underworld are willing, they must be idle, and they will not hesitate to give you or two advice if they are pleasing to the eye."
"Most of the time I drink meditation, nothing happens. Even if there is, most of the time, it is a vague murmur that is difficult to understand. Only by relying on my own talent can I understand and benefit from these words."
"The last time my brother erupted, it was not normal."
Ning Zhuo smiled slightly: "I see."
He looked deeply at Linghu Jiu and was speechless for a while.
Seeing his strange expression, Linghu Jiu stared at himself and couldn't help but smile freely: "If you have anything to say, just say it directly!"
Ning Zhuo did not use the human life suspension thread, so he could not use my Buddha's heart demon seal to sense the depths of Linghu wine's heart.
But he relied on his life experience of more than ten years and his ability to speculate on human nature to determine the sincerity of Linghu wine.
Ning Zhuo's eyes flashed, let go of his courage, and spoke bluntly.
He first said that he asked the Ning family Jindan ancestor to ask for a wine recipe, but Lin Bufan sternly refused, and there was no room for discussion.
He also gave the wine to the spirit chef to taste, asking the latter to try to identify the wine recipe, but received an unexpected evaluation.
Linghu Jiu was very surprised when he heard this: "You say, is the meditation brewing fake wine? In fact, there is no function of communicating with the sages of the underworld?"
"Impossible!"
Linghu Jiu shook his head directly and said categorically: "This is the wine given to me by my master, and I was strictly ordered to ...... Keep this secret."
Speaking of this, Linghu wine is a little unnatural.
He has a lazy and unrestrained temperament, and to put it badly, when he is emotional, he often leaves behind some instructions.
Meditation is the best example.
Obviously, Master asked him to keep a secret strictly, but in Linghu Jiu's opinion, this wine was talented, and when he drank it, it was ineffective most of the time, and the value was not high.
Therefore, the last time he saw Ning Zhuo pleasing to the eye, he took it out directly and gave Ning Zhuo a drink.
Ning Zhuo