Chapter 1272 Immortals do not become immortals (30)
Wen Yan hurried to help her: âWhat is this girl doing? We will find a way for those bandits, girl donât need to kneel down.â
Liu Xianghe looked at the pile of firewood and said: âMiss Lanâer, there are still more than a month to go before Chinese New Year, so donât do this. Itâs true, this winter doesnât snow much. The weather is very dry, Miss Lanâer There is a lot of firewood at home, so I donât have to worry about snow during the New Year.â
Lanâer looked at the pile of dry pine seedlings, a little anxious, and said in a low voice: âSeveral officials, donât indulge in dreams.â
Several people talked to each other as if they didnât hear them.
This is a lie with flaws everywhere, and no one has exposed it.
Tie Zhuâs house is relatively well-built and spacious.
When stepping in, several people obviously felt cold.
Itâs like an icehouse here.
Itâs cold.
Very demonic!
Cheng Zijun frowned, signaling to the others to be more vigilant.
They are all people with martial arts and internal strength. Cheng Zijuan was not worried about them, but paid special attention to Baijiao.
Although monsters have strange powers, they have martial arts so they canât just wait to be caught.
Lanâer smiled softly: âSeveral officials, the countryside is always a little bit colder. This winter, itâs getting colder and colder. I will light up some fires in my house soon, so it will be convenient for the officials to eat.â
Cheng Zijuan rubbed his hands together and said with a sigh: âThen trouble the girl.â
âHey! You guys are here!â
Tie Zhu, the village head, had a simple and honest smile.
His younger brother Tieniu fanned his fan and lit a fire: âMy lord, donât be disgusted, we can only do this on this condition.â
Bai Zan smiled lightly, and sat down casually: âHow could it be. Meihua Village will get better and better in the future.â
Liu Xianghe moved a wooden stool, and quickly scanned the dark corner of the room, he sat beside Bai Zhen, and asked an irrelevant question: âVillage chief, why doesnât Meihua Village have a plum tree? â
I was doing business yesterday, so I didnât ask this question. There wasnât a single plum tree where he and Bai Chan went.
The old man came out with a jug of wine in his arms, his voice hoarse: âOur Meihua Village has been named for hundreds of years.â
Wenxuan: âHow long has it been?â
The old manâs eyes became far-reaching: âThere are no plum blossoms in Plum Blossom Village. According to legend, there is a goddess who was transformed from plum blossoms. One day, passing by here, he saw a dutiful son who was about to die of illness and could not take care of his elderly father. Heart hammered, suffering endlessly, the plum blossom fairy was moved by the filial sonâs filial piety, and gave him eternal life, praising filial piety. So, our village is called Meihua village.â
âThe fairy gave us a magical formula. We use this formula to brew the most amazing wine. After drinking the wine, we can live forever and live forever.â
âThe emperor⦠didnât live as long as us, hahahahaâ¦â
Cheng Zijun: âWas that wine yesterday?â
The door was closed, the room became darker and colder, and the old manâs face became terrifying: âYou guys have already drank our wine, so stay in Meihua Village.â
Bai Ju seemed unconscious: âThis is unreasonable. You forced us to drink wine, and we returned the silver. We all have families, so whatâs the point of staying in Meihua Village?â
Liu Xianghe said lazily: âAlthough I am an inconspicuous official in Kyoto, I still think Kyoto is good. Plum Blossom Village, the government will help develop it. Donât be afraid, more people will come in the future.â
People are probably already here, so just outside the village!
How could Shaoqing of Dali Temple take these people into danger alone?
Itâs just that theyâve only been pretending for a day, so they canât continue pretending?
(end of this chapter)