novelsite Chapter 760 4.39 Apart from not being able to pick up soap, what else should you pay attention to, s
Chapter 760 4.39 Apart from not being able to pick up soap, what else should you pay attention to, s
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Third update.Full attendance again this month, Dangdangdang! 25 words!
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Legend has it that long, long ago, there was a beautiful woman named Murong Yan who looked like a fairy in the rivers and lakes.
She fell in love with Huang Yaoshi, so she went to Ouyang Feng who opened a black shop and asked him to kill her brother Murong Yan.Because her brother who had a crush on her prevented her from falling in love with Huang Yaoshi... After many years, Murong Yan became a well-known swordsman in the Jianghu. Her name is Dugu Qiubai.
Wu Chen blinked fiercely again, and finally confirmed that the well-dressed, heroic and handsome man in front of him was exactly the Murong Yan in his memory.From "Evil and Poison in the West".
"So it's...Master Murong." Wu Chen clasped his fists with complicated eyes.
"Murong has met the master." With a slight flick of his toe, the piece of pine scented soap flew into his hand.He sniffed it as if no one else was there: "It's such a pure pine scent."
"If you like it, my lord..." Before Wu Chen finished speaking, Murong Yan clasped her fists generously: "That's it, thank you."
"...No thanks." Wu Chen smiled back.
Just as he was about to leave, Murong Yan grabbed his wrist: "Master, it's not rude to come and go, let's go, I'll buy you a drink."
"I still have something to do..." The soles of his feet loosened, and he was pulled up like a kite.
"There are so many things to do every day, so you can steal half a day's leisure, why don't you get sleepy, hahaha..." Staring at the unrestrained figure in front of him, Wu Chen sighed.
Like flying a kite, she dragged Wu Chen through the streets and alleys, and arrived at an antique neighborhood full of Chinese style. Murong Yan straightened her sleeves and knocked on the door.Wu Chen suddenly realized that the door seemed to be made of wood!
"We don't welcome guests today, sorry!" The deep voice penetrated the door and entered Wu Chen's mind.Be a master!
"I'm here to pay back the drink." Murong Yan laughed loudly.
"Wait a minute!" The people inside turned around quickly.
A door panel was torn off vigorously, followed by a strong man like an iron tower blocking the gap.Looking condescendingly at Murong Yan standing at the bottom of the steps and Wu Chen behind him, he spread out his palm as big as a cattail fan and weighed it up and down: "Bring it."
"Pick it up." Murong Yan lightly threw Wu Chen's soap into his hand.
Seeing this small piece of soap sliding back and forth in his palm, the tower-like man subconsciously sniffed his nose, and immediately cupped his fists at Wu Chen respectfully: "So it's the master."
"I know it's the master, so I still don't move away." Murong Yan rolled his eyes.
"Yes, yes, the villain deserves to die, the villain deserves to die..." The strong man obediently stepped back a few steps, giving way to the path.
Turning around and seeing Wu Chen looking at him with a dark face, Murong Yan laughed loudly: "Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."
"..."
The hotel is not big, and it is rare that the tables, chairs and benches are all wooden.A thick felt blanket was also laid on the ground.There is no need to take off your shoes.Because there is no ashes in the prison city.Familiar with the way, he dragged Wu Chen to a long antique sandalwood table, and brushed off the non-existing dust on the wooden bench cut from a whole ancient tree root for Wu Chen, Murong Yan smiled Reach out: "Please sit down."
"Thank you for your seat." Wu Chen could do nothing, so he had to sit on the wooden stool.
"Shopkeeper, bring the wine!" Murong Yan sat across from Wu Chen with a big horse and a golden knife.
"Come, come, come..." A half-old lady walked up to the wine with a strong fragrance, holding an altar of aging wine.Even Wu Chen, who has read all Hong Kong movies, can't recognize the source of this charming proprietress.
"You two, please take your time." Poured a bowl of wine for Wu Chen and Murong Yan each, the lady boss's sleeves were fluttering, and the fragrance was blowing slowly.
Wu Chen sniffed, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance of Buddhism in the strong aroma of rouge and gouache.Subconsciously, he glanced at the lady boss who was wearing heavy make-up, and felt vaguely familiar.It's a pity that the heavy makeup on his face covered up his original appearance, making it impossible for Wu Chen to recognize his true self.
"Master, do it first and respect." Murong Yan is really... a drunkard.
Before Wu Chen raised his glass, he had already drank three bowls in a row.Three bowls are not three bowls of Gang!
Wu Chen took a sip lightly, the taste was sweet and the aftertaste was long.It is indeed a good wine.Looking at the wine again, it is crystal clear without a trace of turbidity, which is even rarer.And Wu Chen didn't smell a trace of milk.Obviously, the water is also excellent.
"Why doesn't the guest drink?" Seeing Wu Chen took it and put it down, the proprietress asked with a smile.
"Curiosity is better than good wine." Wu Chen raised his head and smiled, "May I ask the proprietress, where does the water for making wine come from?"
"My own backyard."
"Is there a well in the backyard?"
"Where there is no well, there is a tree."
"Water comes from wood?"
"False, gold produces water, and water produces wood."
"The five elements are born together!" Wu Chen came to his senses.
How could he have forgotten that there is Wuxing!
Water gives birth to wood, wood gives birth to fire, fire gives birth to earth, earth gives birth to metal, metal gives birth to water!
Such a cycle goes on and on, endlessly!
"So, the water for brewing wine is born of the five elements?"
"Correct answer." The proprietress nodded happily.
"Dare to ask Madam's name?" Such a famous person, Wu Chen shouldn't forget it.
"It's good for Lang Jun to call Nu Xiang'er." The landlady said a blessing.
"Xiang'er..." Wu Chen really couldn't remember any fairy tale movie with this character.
"Master, why are you talking about these mundane things? Drink, drink!"
Wait for Wu Chen to bow his head again, well, Murong Yan has already drank the entire jar of wine!
Seeing his drunken eyes and his handsome eyebrows slanting slightly, Wu Chen came to his senses: "Brother Murong, this wine... won't be called drunkenness, dreaming death, right?"
"The altar is closed in Yunting, and it belongs to Yunniang." The proprietress replied softly.
"Good name." As long as it's not drunk, everything is easy to talk about!
"Master, it seems that you are also a man of temperament." Murong Yan smiled and picked up the wine bowl: "I respect the last bowl of wine, Master."
"Wu Chen, just call me Wu Chen." Wu Chen greeted him with a bowl.
"It's so good!" Murong Yan raised her head and drank it all.
Wu Chen could only finish a bowl of wine with him.
Also said that it is not a drunken dream...
After eating a bowl, Wu Chen suddenly lost consciousness.Murong Yan's face gradually fogged in front of her eyes, turning into a white awn...
"Master? Master?" I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there were elongated calls in my ears.As consciousness gathered bit by bit, Wu Chen opened his eyelids slightly with difficulty.
"Master, it's getting late, if you don't go back, you might make people around you worry about it." The proprietress comforted softly.
Wu Chen blinked, and the demigod-level spiritual power began to gather, dispelling the drunkenness in one fell swoop.
He raised his head suddenly, and saw the face of the proprietress who still had a charm. "How long have I been sleeping, where is Brother Murong?"
"About two hours. Mr. Murong has already taken a step ahead."
Wu Chen nodded with a smile.He took out a small piece of soap from his pocket and placed it gently on the corner of the table.
"From now on, Brother Murong's wine money will be all charged to my account."
"I've made a note of it." The proprietress smiled softly.
Wu Chen took a deep breath, with the lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth, he couldn't help but praise: "Good wine."
"Master Xie for your praise." The proprietress smiled and saluted.
Wu Chen couldn't stand these ancient etiquettes, so he scratched his nose and smiled bitterly: "The younger brother's name is Wu Chen, how does it match with my wife's siblings?"
"I can't make it..." The proprietress waved her hands again and again.
But being called by Wu Chen one by one, the flowers trembled wildly, so he had no choice but to cling to him.
Before leaving, Wu Chen originally wanted to go to the backyard to take a look at the ancient tree, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up.Just like he made soap secretly, it is estimated that it is also a secret of others.
It's better not to look at it.
Just as he was about to leave, the proprietress said again: "Mr. Murong, before leaving, asked the servants to give this to my younger brother. Said that I have time to go to his teahouse for a cup of tea."
After getting it, I realized that it was a piece of dragon-shaped ancient jade, which should be extremely precious.
After chatting with the proprietress for a few words, Wu Chen left and returned to Paradise Nightclub.
The mixed-and-matched prison city of various styles really surprised him.
There are not only seven nightclubs, but also chic little shops like Xu Niang Xiang'er, and even Dugu Qiubai has opened a... tea house?
Wu Chen believed that it must not be just a place to drink tea.
Well, I must check it out sometime.
"I'm back." The witch who was helping him take care of the bonsai rushed to the door.
"Did the lamp oil come?" Wu Chen asked with a smile.
"Here it is." The witch said softly, "The queen has put it in the warehouse and can be used at any time."
"Okay." Wu Chen nodded, and rushed towards the big bed in the room.
Sniffing the air full of wine, the witch hurriedly followed. "Have you been drinking?"
"Oh, I met a friend and drank a bowl with him." Wu Chen threw himself into the big bed and fell asleep.
The witch didn't ask any further questions, and sat gently on the side of the bed, pressing the acupuncture points for him that were helpful for sobering up.
Waves of warmth came from his back, Wu Chen snorted a few times comfortably, and then fell asleep soundly.
The witch gently pressed Wu Chen's acupoints and watched him fall into a deep sleep.Gently approaching his neckline, took a long breath.After making sure that the smell of rouge and gouache that he smelled when he entered the door did not stick to his body, he smiled, his whole body exuding lightness and elegance.
The wine made by the proprietress is very good.
It seems to have the effect of restoring vitality.Wu Chen's mental energy that he had been consuming these days was replenished by a bowl of wine.
No wonder Murong Yan ran to the tavern when she had nothing to do.
The principle of making a kerosene lamp is not complicated at all.Soon, Wu Chen used the headlights of abandoned cars to transform them into oil lamps, and combined them into a huge light curtain, which was used to fill the bonsai with light after being lit.
Since there is a tree in the proprietress's backyard, my own tree should also be able to survive.
According to Queen Liannuoer, there used to be water and food in the prison city.Prison guards send them in on a regular basis.However, with more prisoners and more monks, various attacks on the transport convoy occurred from time to time, causing heavy losses to the guards.Gradually, the transport convoy never appeared again.The supplies were cut off, and the prisoners began various difficult self-help efforts.However, in the end, all the work is worthless.
Over time, the sense of sight of the elves all over the city came into being so naturally.
This green bonsai became a vibrant landscape in Wu Chen's room.The light curtain around the bonsai does not need to be turned on 24 hours a day, two hours each morning, noon and night is enough.And the distilled water collected by Wu Chen must be used carefully.Just leave the daily care to the witch, she is more careful than Wu Chen.
Now that the potted plants are alive, they must do what they promised Dark Queen Malkin.
So Wu Chen and the witch rushed to the beauty salon of the Dark Magic Square non-stop, to refine the exclusive soap containing his body fragrance for the Dark Queen.