Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 46 Calabash Immortal
In the early morning, Yuzhang City is not very lively, but many people have already started to work, and the cold streets gradually become more lively.

Li Daoxuan smelled the aroma of Hubing, and was immediately aroused.

But who told him that he was still in the bigu period, so he could only take out a colorless and tasteless bigu pill and swallowed it.

Cultivating to the Yin God Realm as soon as possible is his greatest motivation at present, because then he will be able to taste delicious food again.

Yuzhang City is very large, with wide and flat roads, surrounded by shops, and most of them are luxury goods, such as antique shops, jewelry shops...

This was supposed to be a prosperous city, but Li Daoxuan saw a trace of sadness on the faces of the people.

Most of the passers-by had dry lips, frowning, and worried expressions.

Li Daoxuan came to a wine shop and ran all night. He was very thirsty, so he wanted to drink a pot of fruit wine to quench his thirst.

The wine shopkeeper was lying on the counter listlessly, and kept moaning.

"Boss, make a jug of fruit wine!"

Li Daoxuan couldn't wait to taste the fine wine in Yuzhang City.

But the shopkeeper didn't raise his head, and said calmly: "Fruit wine is ten taels of silver per pot, no credit!"

Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, almost suspecting that he heard it wrong, ten taels of silver for a pot of fruit wine?
Although prices were high in the early years of Zhenguan, ten taels of silver was enough to buy five thousand catties of rice, which could feed a family of three for several years!
Now you tell me that ten taels of silver can only buy a pot of wine?

"Shopkeeper, do you use spiritual fruit for this fruit wine? Why is it so expensive?"

The shopkeeper snorted coldly and said, "It's just ordinary pomegranate wine, whether you like it or not."

Hearing this, Li Daoxuan was suddenly a little angry. He rolled his eyes and came up with an idea.

Snapped!
Li Daoxuan patted ten taels of silver on the counter, and said: "Okay, ten taels is ten taels, and I will make a pot of pomegranate wine for Pindao."

The shopkeeper didn't expect that someone would buy a jug of fruit wine with ten taels of silver, his eyes lit up immediately, and he said with a smile, "Come on, wait a minute, sir, I'll fill you with wine."

He reached out to take the ten taels of silver, but was held down by Li Daoxuan.

"Don't worry, shopkeeper, I have a request."

Li Daoxuan put the gourd of the three realms on the counter, and said with a smile: "Poverty is used to drinking with this gourd, so you can use this to fill the bar, just fill it up."

The shopkeeper saw that the gourd was very small, even smaller than the wine gourds in his shop, and immediately smiled and said, "That's it!"

His previous worries were swept away, and he just felt that he was so lucky to meet such a foolish and rich Taoist priest today!
The shopkeeper put away the money, then opened the big wine jar behind him, and suddenly a rich aroma of wine wafted out, and the dark red wine was like glass, very beautiful.

This is the pomegranate wine that was very popular in the Tang Dynasty. Made from pomegranates, the color is like glass, fresh and sweet, elegant and timeless. Later Empress Wu Zetian and Yang Yuhuan were loyal fans of this pomegranate wine.

Li Daoxuan has also been fascinated by this for a long time, but it is not available in Xinyang County, so he happened to try it in Yuzhang City.

The shopkeeper started pouring wine into the gourd of the three realms. At first he was all smiles, but slowly, he began to realize something was wrong.

That little gourd looked like a bottomless pit, after dozens of spoonfuls were poured, it was not full at all!
The shopkeeper didn't believe in evil, and continued drinking until the big jar of pomegranate wine was half empty, and the gourd wasn't even full!

His drinking hand began to tremble.

"Guest officer, this... this..."

Li Daoxuan said indifferently: "What is this? You promised to fill up the poor Daoist, don't you believe what you want to say?"

After finishing speaking, Li Daoxuan pulled out the fish intestine sword, and stuck it on the counter with a clang.

The shopkeeper trembled all over.

"The sword of Pindao has killed evil spirits and beheaded monsters, but it is very fierce."

The shopkeeper swallowed, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Don't worry, Daoist, I'll make you a drink right away!"

After all, he could only continue drinking, after a while, the big jar of pomegranate wine had bottomed out, but the small black gourd was still not full.

"This this……"

The shopkeeper's words are hard to say. He has grown so big, and he has never seen such a strange thing. How can such a small gourd hold so much wine?
Is his intestines turning green now? That big jar of pomegranate wine is enough to hold hundreds of gourds, and its value is far more than ten taels of silver!

Li Daoxuan laughed loudly, lifted the Three Realms Gourd, and took a big gulp.

The lips and teeth are fragrant, sweet but not greasy, with a touch of wine aroma, it is really good!

"Shopkeeper, even if the water of the three rivers is poured out, it will not be able to fill this poor gourd. This time I will teach you a lesson, so don't blackmail people again next time."

After saying that, Li Daoxuan walked away.

The shopkeeper chased to the door, only to find that the figure of the Taoist was no longer seen on the long street, and everything that happened just now seemed to be just an illusion.

However, the big jar of pomegranate wine is indeed missing...

After this incident, the shopkeeper changed the signboard of the winery to Gourd Winery, and the story of the immortal descending to earth to store wine in gourds is also widely circulated, and some people call him the Gourd Immortal.

……

Li Daoxuan left the restaurant, asked for directions several times, and finally arrived in front of Tsing Yi Temple.

The temple is not big, not resplendent at all, but very simple and elegant.

A gate, a courtyard, a temple, surrounded by bamboo forests, surrounded by green shade, very quiet, this is the residence of Empress Tsing Yi.

It's hard to imagine that what is enshrined here is one of the most powerful talents in the world, the Tsing Yi Empress who has the cultivation of ghosts and immortals and founded the Qingming Realm!

Li Daoxuan circulated his Dharma Eye, and felt that the surrounding air was permeated, and the sun was shining brightly. Every time he took a breath, he felt refreshed and refreshed.

A ghost fairy sits in town and makes this place a dojo. If ordinary people live around it, they can prolong their lives and eliminate disasters and illnesses!
Stepping into the door, Li Daoxuan unexpectedly found that there were quite a few people, even though it was early in the morning, there were already many people waiting in line to offer incense.

Their attitude is very pious. They line up in the courtyard outside the temple, only one person enters at a time, and they must close the door immediately after entering.

This is also the rule of Tsing Yi Temple, the law should not be passed on to the six ears.

Although there is no temple blessing, everyone spontaneously abides by the rules of the Qingyi Temple. Whether they are high-ranking officials or traffickers, they all seem to be equal in this small Qingyi Temple.

Because in the eyes of Empress Tsing Yi, there may be no difference between emperors and generals and puddings in white clothes.

Seeing how respectful the people of Yuzhang City were to the Tsing Yi Empress, Li Daoxuan deeply understood a sentence.

If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals; if the water is not deep, it will be spirited if there are dragons.

Empress Tsing Yi protects the city and almost responds to the kind people's requests. In the hearts of the people in Yuzhang, she is the patron saint of the city!

Li Daoxuan also lined up obediently. In front of him was a dirty uncle who looked like a farmer. He was dressed very poorly, especially the pair of straw sandals on his feet, which were almost worn out.

After about half an hour, it was the uncle's turn.

He did not enter the temple immediately, but took off the straw sandals first, stuffed them into his arms, and then carefully took out a pair of brand new cloth shoes, and put them on his feet.

Obviously he was afraid of stepping on the ground in the temple.

However, Li Daoxuan did not see any inferiority or grievance in his eyes, but only sincerity and respect from the heart.

(End of this chapter)