But the dark aura came and went quickly. Apart from warm wine, even Xu Wen, who had been staring at Yau Shengquan, did not feel the aura.

Wenjiu, who gently turned her head and smiled, did not leave a few more eyes on the vase, but instead closed her eyebrows slightly, listened to the sound of flowing water that seemed to be there, and casually praised him and said to Yagyu Quan: "There should be a dark spring below. Am I right? The head of the Liu family."

"Yes, yes!" Yagyu Kwon was stunned at first when he heard Wen Jiu say this, and then laughed loudly at Wen Jiu, "Hahaha, good grandson, you are the only one who comes to my place to know that there is a dark spring below! Come on, there are even more surprises inside!"

"Is that so? You need to take a good look." Wen Jiu, whose eyes lit up, immediately followed Yayoi Kwon and walked towards the three-meter arch bridge made of sunken wood.

This caught Liu Quan and Xu Wen, who were about to wink at Wenjiu, caught him off guard. After looking at each other, they had to bite the bullet and walk towards Yau Shengquan's old house. At this time, Liu Quan wanted to slap himself. You said that he would not look for a reason, and he had to find such a reason. So, he had to pull Miss Wen to make a lie for him.

Liu Quan didn't know that Wen Jiu was really interested in this place. First, because the abundant spiritual energy here made Wen Jiu feel so comfortable that his pores were slightly relaxed. Second, because... Thinking of this, Wen Jiu's eyes immediately turned into crescent moons. This Liu Shengquan was much smarter than the Qi family who cooperated with the evil spirits.

Stepping onto the sinking wood bridge, the black and white stones under the bridge were paved flat into a small road. There were dense peach trees, thick branches and lush peach leaves planted beside the road. Those who didn't know for a moment thought they had accidentally entered the peach blossom forest.

It’s just a pity that I didn’t know this place in advance and missed this year’s flowering season. It’s a pity that there will be no such beautiful scenery next year. Wen Jiu blinked at the peach tree and looked up slightly and still couldn’t see the nebula sky. Sure enough, this villa is open-air, just like the original pavilions and small buildings in this world, and the middle is often open-air. Maybe this is for the growth of peach trees?

The warm wine, which was amused by himself, crossed the sinking wooden bridge, and his hands that had been squeezing together, finally couldn't help but support the solid cylinders, like a cat's pupil, and instantly exuded extreme fanaticism.

Even the lips that had always been tightly pursed could not help but whisper: "Red sandalwood, with a purple-black tone, similar to a rhino character, slightly fragrant, deep and elegant, and has the saying "Ninety-nine-empty" of "this... are all solid, right? But it's not easy."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yagyu-kwon, who said four times in a row, was obsessed with his eyes and stroked the red sandalwood one after another and said: "Red sandalwood, the trunk is curved and cannot be straight, and it cannot be made into a ingredient for a hundred years. A red sandalwood tree will only be used for hundreds of years. Moreover, it has been a royal wood species for the royal family from ancient times to the present. It is indeed not easy, not easy!"

These nine Venus red sandalwoods stood erect around the peach forest. God knows how much effort it took to get them together!

It was also the first time I saw Liu Quan here, and was frightened by his "family background". No wonder this is the forbidden area of ​​the entire Liu family, no wonder that even servants cannot come in here. Everything is done by Yayoi-kun himself.

But what did he want these nine red sandalwoods? Liu Quan, who frowned gently, recalled secretly: Red sandalwood is not as valuable as it is in society now. From a medical point of view, red sandalwood is also only of medicinal value.

It can stop bleeding and relieve pain, purify air, benefit the heart, liver and kidneys, and help sleep. As for the red sandalwood oils that can prevent wrinkles, purify the skin, and promote cell reconstruction, there is no real case to support it. So Liu Quan's eyes were just as amazed at the beginning and settled back to no turmoil.

However, in Wen Jiu's eyes, this was not the understanding. Looking at the red sandalwood standing along the astrological chart, he couldn't help but take what Yan Shengquan thought: "Red sandalwood, it is not impossible to drive away evil spirits, eliminate evil spirits, gather spiritual energy, and prolong life, right? The head of the Liu family!"

Listening to Wen Jiu's words, Yanagi Quan, who was 'skipping' in his heart, suddenly looked at Wen Jiu with vigilance and said, "Can Xiaojiu have some research on these erotic techniques?"

"No!" Liu Quan, who was suddenly scared by Wenjiu, sweating on his forehead quickly said, "Father, Miss Wen should wish you a hundred years of long life!"

"How can a hundred years be enough? At least eight hundred years old like Peng Zu." The warm wine, moving lightly, and her white and tender fingertips were like the best identification instrument. Each red sandalwood was touched by the warm wine, leaving no spiritual energy everywhere, and was forced to snatch it into his dantian by the warm wine.

Anyway, it won't last long. Instead of letting the gathered spiritual energy disperse again, it's better to absorb it for yourself. Besides, her warm wine does not have the awareness of saving the people.

"Peng Zu?" Xu Wen opened his mouth and chewed these two words gently. He was 800 years old. I'm afraid that this man wouldn't have Qin Shihuang's elixir of immortality taken by this man?

Suddenly feeling the spiritual energy around him disappearing, Yasuo Quan suddenly moved away from his obsessive eyes at Rose Tan, looked at Wen Jiu fiercely, and instantly changed his face and said, "What did you do to my Rose Tan?"

"Nothing." After a casual warm wine swerved around quickly, he smiled at Yayoi Kwon's angrily and asked at him with a brow bent and his eyes were not bad: "Master Liu, do we still want to continue shopping?"

It was obvious that the murderous intent in Yayoi-Kuan, who had no spirituality in the red sandalwood in his hand, flashed by, but Yayoi-Kuan had to knock down his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, because this guy could make the red sandalwood lose its spirituality in an instant, so he must have seen the trick here.

Unwilling to keep this person for a long time, Yasuo-kwong smiled stiffly at Wenjiu and said, "Today, let's not go shopping today. Grandpa Liu is a little tired. This person is old and can't stand staying up late! Otherwise, Grandpa Liu personally went to Wen's house to take our little princess over and have fun?"

"Okay." The warm wine that agreed to the mouth seemed to have not seen the murderous smile in Yayoi-Quan's eyes, and chuckled at the teeth: "Then, Master Liu has a good rest, we will leave now."

"Okay, okay, go!" After saying that, Liu Shengquan, who was a little tired, suddenly waved to Liu Quan like a few years old, and said, "Liu Quan, send Miss Wen back to Wen's house safely. Have you heard of it! If something happens to Miss Wen, be careful of your hands!"

"Yes, father." Everyone in the capital knows that the third wife of the Liu family and one son have a very high medical talent, but they have no interest in business. They have made trouble with the real estate project and have an accident. However, this person is usually gentle and gentle, and that is not the case that he has not touched the bottom line of this person.

Everyone knows this bottom line, which is the skillful hands holding the scalpel and the set of scalpels given by his mentor Queen Mother. This is Liu Quan's lifeline, but this lifeline is the existence of Yagyu-kwon's extreme disdain.

Liu Quan, who almost bit his cheeks and agreed to conceal the emotions in his eyes, looked at the figure with a crutch slowly disappearing from the spot, then he relaxed slightly and smiled bitterly at Wen Jiu, "Sorry, Miss Wen, I'm afraid you will have a waste of time today."

"It's nothing!" This time, Wenjiu, who had a lot of harvest, waved her hand at Liu Quan indifferently and said, "You two should pay attention to my pace later. Follow me, don't lose it."

"You want to go into the maze?" Xu Wen couldn't help but tease when he heard Wen Jiu's words.

"Maze?" Wen Jiu chuckled and replied, "You look down on him too highly."

"Oh, don't worry!" Xu Wen continued to ask, "But, Miss Wen, did Peng Zu really live for eight hundred years?"

"Don't you know your history?" This surprised Wen Jiu a little, then he was stunned and suddenly stopped. Yes, she was obviously not from this world, why did she know this? Don't talk to her about Zhao Jiu's memories. As a person with severe autism, it is impossible to study any history books.

Not to mention that in Zhao Jiu's memory, Wen Jiu did not discover that Zhao Jiu had any interest in this area, so where did his memory come from?

Xu Wen, who had always been suspicious, instantly grabbed the loophole in Wen Jiu's words, then pushed the frame on his nose, looked at the figure that suddenly stopped in front and said, "Hey, Miss Wen, you are wrong. What is our history? Are you not one of our Chinese?"

"Yes." Wen Jiu said it firmly this time, then he curled his lips at the dark sky with contempt and said: "Of course I am, I used to be, now, and I think I will be!"

"Hmm?" After clearly feeling that Wen Jiu was not saying this to him, Xu Wen turned around and looked at Liu Quan following behind him. Seeing that the man was still immersed in his indignation, he continued to change the topic to Wen Jiu and said, "So, did Peng Zu live to be 800 years old?"

"Yes! He lived eight hundred years old." Wen Jiu stepped on the sunken wooden arch bridge at the soles of her feet and said slowly: "Peng Zu lived in the Yao, Shun and Yu period, but he was in the Xia, Shang and Western Zhou dynasties. So it was rumored that this man lived eight hundred years old!"

"He took the elixir of immortality?" When he heard about the Yao, Shun and Yu period, Xu Wen took this as a joke.

"No." Wen Jiu shook his head and said, "He just met someone."

"Who?" Xu Wen was a little curious.

"Walk the Yinke!" Wen Jiu replied softly. This is a profession that has been forgotten by the world, but it has always existed in this world.

"What is that?" Liu Quan was a little curious when he returned to Liu Quan.

"That's a profession." Wen Jiu moved away a footstep: "Don't look back on the next road. If anyone wants to look back, he will have to give me 10 million before I will pull you back."

After saying that, before the two people agreed, Wenjiu continued: "Walking Yinke, a profession that exists when humans exist. They usually live in human ways and are no different from others on weekdays. However, if someone dies and grows old nearby, the Walking Yinke in this area will sleep for a day. This day is also the time when the soul of the Walking Yinke leaves the body and brings the soul of the deceased into the underworld."

"So magical?" Xu Wen, who was clearly a legend, continued to ask with a smile: "Then are there any Yin Guests nearby?" It was the first time that Xu Wen has been chatting with others so leisurely since he became the head of the Xu family.

"Nearby..." Wen Jiu raised his lips slightly and said, "Don't you know in a hundred years? It may be the most inconspicuous person around you,"

"I met a yinke, and then?" Liu Quan, who was also full of interest in his eyes, then asked: "Then, did he become a yinke, so he lived for so long?"

"No, the lifespan of a Yin-Walking Guest is not long." Wen Jiu shook his head and said, "The only benefit is that after going down, you can avoid walking in this world and becoming a ghost messenger."

"As for Peng Zu, he was interesting. He drank with his friend and accidentally learned that his friend was a scattered guest. Then, while his friend was confused, he coaxed the scattered guest and made a vow, which was to let him live for a few more years."

"Although the waking Yinke realized that he had been plotted by Peng Zu, there was no way. Yinke always had a cause and effect reward. If the waking Yinke said what he said was not realized, he would be punished by the way of heaven. Therefore, there was no way to waking Yinke, so he had to steal the ghost messenger's plan and tear up the page of Peng Zu, so Peng Zu lived for eight hundred years!"

"My God! Then how did he die in the end?" Xu Wen, who did not believe in this incident, continued to listen to the story.

"In the end, the dead will have life stories, but Peng Zu, who is unwilling to be ordinary, involves too many people as a high-ranking official. Over time, the underworld discovered Peng Zu, a fish that was missing from the net, and sent a ghost messenger to capture the person back to the underworld." After calmly speaking, Peng Zu, who was killed by himself, was killed all his life.

Wenjiu squinted his eyes and looked at the sudden drop of fog. He casually swept a stream of spiritual power towards the fog in front of him and continued: "In fact, there is another saying. Historians say that the life algorithm of those who practiced during the Yao, Shun and Yu period is actually that sixty days are a year, so it is a matter of opinion."

"Actually, I'm more curious about the Yinke." Liu Quan, who also regarded this as a mythology, then looked at the heavy fog falling from his body in surprise and said in surprise: "How come it is foggy this day?"

"Because... this is the Yin-Yang Bridge." The soft and light words of warm wine seemed to be cooler because of the filtration of the fog.

Liu Quan and Xu Wen suddenly heard the answer and shivered in control, their teeth touched their teeth and smiled: "Ms. Wen, I really like to joke."

"Haha, is that?" Wenjiu, who did not refute or explain much, continued to walk slowly two steps and three steps back and sway on the wooden bridge: "Believe or not, it is still a matter of opinion. However, if you want to look back, you have to pay, otherwise, I will not do idle work~"

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Good night, little cuties ~

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