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Chapter 111 Shen Xuzi and Qu Jiulang

Chapter 111 Shen Xuzi and Qujiu Lang

Seeing Jiang Xuan open the curtains and look towards the river embankment, the little girl sitting next to him quickly introduced:

"Your Majesty, the apricot trees on the riverbank were planted by the Qujia Winery. They say it took a lot of effort to keep the apricot trees blooming all year round."

"By the way, their apricot blossom brew is made from the apricot blossoms on the apricot trees."

"It's just that there aren't many apricot trees. Even if they bloom all year round, they won't be able to make much wine. That's why the wine shops only sell wine to people."

Jiang Xuan nodded but did not respond to the little girl's words.

Although the little girl is from Jersey County, she probably doesn’t know as much about almond trees as Jiang Xuan does.

In Jiang Xuan's eyes, the apricot trees by the river exuded a hazy spiritual light.

That is to say, the apricot tree is a spiritual creature, but I don’t know if it gives birth to a spirit and becomes an apricot demon.

"There are a total of forty-nine almond trees, all of which emit spiritual light, and the brightness of the light emitted from each tree is exactly the same."

"So is it the owner who raises them well, or can these almond trees be considered the same tree?"

"They probably belong to the same apricot tree. I don't know if I can ask the owner to divide the trees."

"If possible, it would be possible to plant the willow trees on the mountain in separate branches."

Thoughts kept surging in his heart, and the carriage gradually approached the river embankment.

"Sir, we are here."

After a while, the little girl's voice reached Jiang Xuan's ears, "The owner of the wine shop said that too much noise would affect the spirit of the wine, so he bought a large piece of land next to the river embankment and erected a fence.

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"If we want to buy wine, we have to go inside."

He opened the door curtain and stepped out of the carriage. He glanced at the four words "Qujia Liquor House" written on the wall of the gate, and then glanced at the winding path behind the gate. Jiang Xuangang wanted to say something, but something came to his ears.

Say hello:

"Fellow Taoist, you also come to the wine shop to buy wine?"

Following the sound, a thin Taoist priest wearing a blue Taoist robe and holding a golden lantern appeared in Jiang Xuan's eyes.

The lantern in the Taoist priest's hand was dotted with stars, and just one look at it gave people a sense of peace and tranquility, as if there was an inexplicable feeling of warmth welling up from the bottom of the heart.

Recalling the records in the book and what the old man pulling the oxcart said on the road to Jersey County, Jiang Xuan showed a smile on his face and hugged Yin and Yang:

"Jiang Daoxuan of Shenxiao Sect, I have met fellow Taoist."

Although Jiang Xuan was wearing a Confucian robe, he did not completely conceal his aura.

Ordinary people, such as the little girl who showed him the way and the groom who drove the car, naturally could not see his magic.

But this thin Taoist priest was also a monk, so he was not surprised at all when he could reveal his identity at once.

When the thin Taoist priest saw Jiang Xuan announcing himself as a family member, he also bowed to Jiang Xuan:

"Hongchendao, Shen Xuzi, I have met fellow Daoist Jiang."

The Dao of the Red World is not a monastic sect, but a way of practice that involves entering the world of mortals. Most of them are self-proclaimed by casual practitioners.

In contrast, there is Qingxiu Road, which is hidden in the mountains and swamps.

For example, Jiang Xuan.

When you live in Qingxiu in Zhushan, you can call yourself a Qingxiu monk.

Now that you have gone out to practice, if you want to hide your identity, you can call yourself a Hongchen Dao monk and disguise yourself as a casual cultivator.

However, Jiang Xuan felt that there was no need to hide his identity in front of the person in front of him.

Sure enough, after Shen Xuzi introduced his identity, he asked the previous question, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, are you here to buy wine too?"

His attitude towards Jiang Xuan did not change in any way because of Jiang Xuan's identity.

Jiang Xuan nodded:

"Why don't you come to this wine shop just to buy wine?"

After the words fell, Shen Xuzi's eyes lit up, "Then why don't we go?"

"Then let's go together."

The two walked side by side, talking and walking towards the interior of the wine shop.

Behind him, the coachman pulled the carriage to the side, but the little girl walked and hung behind the two of them with silent thoughts.

If you listen carefully, you will hear vague words in the wind, like, "You said you are not a guru, now you are showing your chicken feet."

After walking more than a hundred steps during the conversation and bypassing a medium-sized forest, a row of small buildings by the river came into view before Jiang Xuan's eyes.

"Qu Jiu Lang, a distinguished guest is here. Why don't you quickly make some apricot blossom wine to entertain us?"

As Shen Xuzi's congratulatory voice fell, a girl of about seven or eight years old wearing an apricot flower on her head suddenly poked her head out of the door.

After she saw Shen Xuzi, she waved her arms and ran towards the inner courtyard shouting, "Brother Ninth, it's bad, that Niubi is here to ask for a drink again."

"This time he also brought a scholar with him."

After hearing the little girl's words, Shen Xuzi reached out and touched the bridge of his nose and smiled awkwardly:

"Children's words have no restraints, children's words have no restraints."

"How can I, a Taoist priest, ask for a drink? I paid for the wine, a Taoist priest."

After the words fell, Shen Xuzi took Jiang Xuan to the pavilion outside the small building:

"No one except those named Qu can enter the Qujia Winery. Those who come to buy wine usually wait in this pavilion."

"By the way, Qu Jiulang is the ninth generation owner of Qujia Winery. His name is Qu Yu. People who are familiar with him call him Jiulang or Jiulang."

After Shen Xuzi finished speaking, a young man wearing a light blue robe came out of the small building, holding the girl with an apricot flower on her head.

"No wine today."

Hearing Qujiu Lang's words, Shen Xuzi was not happy at the time, "I don't want to buy wine today."

After saying this, Shen Xuzi led Jiang Xuan out:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang from the Shenxiao sect came here to buy wine, so you can't help but sell it, right?"

Hearing this, Qujiu Lang pointed at Shen Xuzi helplessly, "You're a Taoist priest who only knows how to drink with others."

After saying that, he put down the girl in his arms, and then saluted Jiang Xuan:

"Jersey Qu Yu, I met Daoist Jiang."

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xuan immediately returned the salute, "Jiang Daoxuan of the Shenxiao Sect has met Daoist Qu."

Obviously, Qu Jiulang is also a monk.

Moreover, he is an innate monk who has reached the innate realm and has a life span of 150 years.

As I said before, there is a inheritance in the spiritual world.

Without inheritance, it would be more difficult for a mortal to ascend to heaven than in ancient times.

The inheritance in the spiritual world can be roughly divided into five types: Taoist tombs, Taoist academies, sects, casual cultivators, masters and apprentices, and families.

The technique practiced by Qujiu Lang is probably the Taoist technique inherited from his family.

After greeting each other and greeting each other for a while, Qu Jiulang arrived again and asked, "Why did fellow Taoist come here to buy wine today?"

When Jiang Xuan saw Qujiu Lang mentioning buying wine, he thought about it for a moment, then took off the yellow-skinned gourd from his waist, and then opened the gourd's mouth:

"I happened to find a wine bug when I was traveling, so I wanted to buy some good wine."

The next moment, the sweet aroma of wine, which was completely different from the aroma of glutinous rice wine in the air, emanated from the mouth of the gourd, making the aroma of wine in the pavilion even more intoxicating.

Smelling the aroma of wine that seemed to be intoxicating for three days, a trace of intoxication flashed in Shen Xuzi's eyes, "Good wine."

"Fellow Daoist Jiang is lucky to be able to find the wine bug."

"I have traveled all over the country, Taoist priest, why am I not so lucky?"

(End of chapter)


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