The man in brocade clothes walked to the third floor, looked around, and then walked to Zhaoyang's table with a smile.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Hearing the sound from the phone, the contemplative Zhao Yang came to his senses.

He also made an appointment with someone.

Turning his head, a very recognizable figure appeared in front of Zhao Yang.

"Ji Changfeng?"

When Zhao Yang saw the visitor, his eyes lit up.

He really didn't expect that this is the rich man who wanted to buy ghost-faced peaches.

Ji Changfeng was a little stunned when Zhao Yang said the name.

"Brother, do you know me?"

"I heard a little... the bow behind you has a little bit of presence."

Zhao Yang found a reason to make a perfunctory decision.

But his words made Ji Changfeng's expression even more strange.

You should know that the [Seven Orifices Linglong Bow] on his back has only been three days since he got it, and he has not told many people during this period.

How did the Taoer seller in front of him recognize him?

Fortunately, Ji Changfeng came to trade instead of investigating the case. Seeing that Zhao Yang had no intention of explaining, he did not ask.

He just looked at Zhao Yang and said, "I don't know my brother's surname."

"My surname is Zhao..."

After some chat, the two got to know each other.

To be precise, just Zhao Yang said something polite.

He is very familiar with Ji Changfeng. Even though he has never seen this person in his "previous life" in his memory, his voice, appearance and appearance make Zhao Yang deeply remember it.

Ji Changfeng himself is not the one who was chosen to deal with the disaster, but when the doomsday came, this hero died even more heroically than Lin Yu and the others!

He only did four things in his life.

First, one year later, we first untie the mystery hidden on the game and told everyone the truth about the game.

Second: A civil organization similar to the Justice League was established to deal with all the strange incidents in many southern provinces.

Third: Disband the organization and win official positions for all monks in the former organization, and donate all their property to devote themselves to fighting against strange causes.

Fourth: At the end of the doomsday, when the Earth Immortal Realm opened its way, he was the person in charge of leading the people to cut off the rear, and shouted out a passage that made countless people on earth remember their identities.

"Life and this place, death and homeland,

Why do you complain about falling leaves returning to their roots?

I am proud of my identity and fortunate to have the bride of my past.

This disaster is coming,

The long wind respectfully sends you all on the way,

Remember not to forget your hometown, remember the humiliation of the destruction of the country,

Don’t worry about old bottles and new wines, remember to drink them during the Qingming Festival.

Changfeng does not ask for revenge for you,

I only hope that thousands of years later, there will be some luck in the earthly world toast this place... Please!”

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The two chatted for a while, and Zhao Yang picked up the wine pot and wanted to pour a glass for Ji Changfeng.

When he touched the wine pot with his hand, he suddenly realized that the Taoist nun's voice and appearance just now seemed to appear in front of Zhao Yang's eyes.

The sentence "Don't toast" made Zhao Yang's raised hand stiff.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Ji Changfeng asked curiously.

"It's nothing. I suddenly remembered that someone had used this table of food before, so it would be bad to invite Brother Ji again."

Putting down the wine pot, Zhao Yang shook his head.

Hearing the words, Ji Changfeng laughed and said, "What are you talking about? These foods are not in your or my stomach. If I say you don't think it's good, why not give me your peaches first, and then let's have a meal in reality!"

Go out and have a meal!

What a very generous person...

"Let's forget it."

After thinking about it, Zhao Yang said, "There are 57 ghost-faced peaches here, each with five thousand. Just remember the integer. It's my friend, Brother Ji."

While speaking, Zhao Yang threw the package containing the ghost-faced peach to Ji Changfeng.

There are fifty-seven ghost-faced peaches, and Zhao Yang said that he should remember integers, that is, fifty.

He earned a lot of 250,000 yuan.

Ji Changfeng didn't bother with Zhao Yang, but just looked at the peaches with green skin for a while, and said something amazing.

After a while, Ji Changfeng said to Zhao Yang with some regrets: "It's a pity that these fruits are picked before they are ripe. Next time, Brother Zhao remembers not to waste things like this."

To ruin things?

Zhao Yang chuckled and said, "I stolen these from a big monster. How can I care about so many of them? If it is time to mature, I'm afraid it's already in the belly of the big monster."

"Haha, so that's how it is!"

Ji Changfeng laughed and said, "If this is the case, I shouldn't care too much! I just don't know if Brother Zhao has ripe peaches in his hands. If there is one, I'll give you a big shot. No matter how much you bid, I'll cover all those peaches!"

Ji Changfeng is truly an unparalleled rich man.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yang planned to eat all the ripe peaches in his hand, and there was no intention of selling them.

He rejected Ji Changfeng's kindness, and after receiving the text message that the money was received, Zhao Yang was about to find an excuse to leave.

It’s not that he doesn’t like to talk to Ji Changfeng, but as an ordinary person with selfishness, Zhao Yang always feels a little helpless in front of Ji Changfeng.

I still feel uncomfortable after making his money.

If you want to say you won't make a profit...

That is even more impossible.

"Brother Ji's mother asked me to have a meal, so I found the inn to get off first."

After finding an excuse, Zhao Yang planned to leave.

Seeing that Zhao Yang was leaving, Ji Changfeng didn't want to stop him. He just glanced at the wine pot on the table and suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, it's better to take away your wine stuff. If you forget such a valuable thing, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Something that serves wine.

flagon?

Wine glass?

The trick left by the Taoist nun in Xinggong?

Turning his perspective, Zhao Yang took a look and was stunned for a moment.

That pot of wine changed its name at this time...

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【Item: Bitter Wine】

【Quality: Purple】

【Year: Unknown】

【Component: Unknown】

【Efficacy: Unknown】

【Introduction: The wine is aged for ten years, the wine is the best for a hundred years, and the wine is the best for a thousand years. The wine in this pot is made of the water from the source of the Three Lives River. It is guided by the seven emotions of human beings and the six desires as materials, and add eight drops of tears. After time and the stars in the evening, eight cups of treasures can be obtained. Please be careful when drinking.】

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"Biejiu, haha, the name of this introduction is quite big."

Ji Changfeng picked up the wine pot and handed it to Zhao Yang: "It's better not to forget this thing."

"Yes...don't forget it..."

In reality, Zhao Yang smiled bitterly.

This bitter wine is not that easy to take.

In the earthly world, it also has an nickname called "Sin-heart wine" and "Repent medicine".

Drinking a glass makes people look back on the past.

Let the drinker experience the choice he regrets again. After drinking, you will know whether he will do the same thing when everything happens again.

It can be said to be the most precious wine in the world. Countless immortals and Buddhas want to ask for a cup but cannot.

I only recognize people because of the wine!

If there is a knot in the heart, a sadness, and a great reluctance, you can see the name of this wine.

But if you want to drink it in your mouth, you have to get the recognition of this wine.

Why did the Taoist nun in Xinggong leave this wine?
Chapter completed!