There's a tavern here

Chapter 1 Music in Jinhua City

The night rain is like smoke, and like the dancing girl's skirt, it fascinates most of Jinhua City with just one cage.

On this unusual night, a tavern named "Zijianle" was built on the ground beside the main road of Jinhua City.

The exquisite small building with blue bricks and green tiles is even more exquisite and exquisite under the rainy curtain. On the hardwood plaque are engraved with the words "Let's Le here".

At this moment, Fang Bie was not in a hurry to enter, but was looking at the glorious ancient book in the Sea of ​​Consciousness - Floating Life Record.

This object is an accidental acquisition of Fang Bie's travels in the world.

The miracle in front of me also appeared because of this book, creating something out of nothing, simplifying it into complexity.

"It's quite magical..." Fang Bie murmured to himself.

And that book of vanity unfolded slowly under Fang Bie's gaze, overflowing with brilliance.

Lines of writing come to life.

[There are countless fairy wines in the world, and people who use wine can taste the six desires and seven emotions, and can also enjoy the joy of ascending to immortality or the pain of a widow. ]
[Gift a high-end tavern, I hope you will work harder]

Then there was this small tavern in front of Fang Bie, and the book of vanity in the sea of ​​consciousness was really like vanity, slowly dissipating.

Instead, there is a connection between Fang Bie and Zai Jian Le.

"Um?!"

Fang Bie no longer noticed the moment the connection was formed, so he put his hands together in the shape of a sword and swung his arms down.

The turbulent air waves stopped the rain in the area in front of him, which shows how deep the internal force of this chop is.

But it didn't work.

Fang Bie stood for a long time, the rain rolled down the bamboo hat, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

"What a fairy family method, it's not so much an inheritance, it's better to say it's forced to buy and sell..."

Suddenly Fang Bie laughed, and then exuded a terrifying aura around his body. Strong winds blew up, and the rain did not touch his clothes. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Just when Fang Bie was about to pick up his sword, the book of vanity reappeared.

[It's not what you said, it's just inheritance.If you don't want to, you can abandon it.If you are willing to accept it, then this is a great opportunity. ]
Seeing these words, Fang Bie stopped his movements: "It turned out to be an ancient book that became a spirit, no wonder it can get into my sea of ​​consciousness. You said the tavern...do you have wine?"

[There are one or two ordinary wines, but it is really necessary to wait for a period of time for rare wines. ]
Fang Bie laughed loudly when he heard this: "Okay! Okay! Let me taste what your ordinary wine tastes like."

Then he went straight to push open the door of music here.

The interior is quaint, with unusual tables and chairs on display, and the woody fragrance that it exudes has lingered throughout the room, which can be regarded as refreshing.

Fang Bie took off the bamboo hat on his head and hung it on the wall, revealing his slender and straight figure with a peerless face.

It's just that the eyes are a kind of soul-stirring profundity and vicissitudes.

"The environment is nice, where is the wine?" Fang Bie looked at the structure of the tavern with interest.

[In the Qiankun cabinet on the counter. ]
After Fang Bie saw it, he walked towards the counter, and finally saw the four-foot-tall wooden cabinet.

But without thinking too much, I opened it and reached out to take it.

This extension doesn't matter, but it is the discovery of the mystery of this cabinet.

"The method of cave space..."

But he didn't pay too much attention to it, he just picked up a jar of wine, and found a random seat to sit down.

Then with one palm, the seal was broken, and the lid was removed, a strong aroma of wine gushed out, and Fang Bie rushed into his arms.

After all, there was a hint of surprise or pleasant surprise in the eyes that were as pale as ancient wells.

"Good wine!"

Fang Bie, who wanted to hold the jar and drink it all down, changed his mind at this moment, gathered a small wine glass in his hand with great strength.

Fill the cup with fine wine, the jade liquid in the cup reflects Fang Bie's face.

Don't raise your glasses, your lips touch each other, and the jade liquid in this cup will be poured into your stomach.Then he closed his eyes and used his tongue to stir the remaining aroma of the wine.

Taste for a long time.

"Good wine!"

Fang Bie praised, and at the same time, the cup formed by the strength in his hand also grew bigger quietly.

Then fill it up and drink alone.

After some time, Fang Bielue felt a little bit of drunkenness, and he didn't use his internal force to stop him, but let this drunkenness dominate him.

Slightly drunk, Fang Bie suddenly saw modern high-rise buildings, busy traffic, and his former wife and former family members.

He lived a short but fulfilling life just like an ordinary person.

A hundred years in a hurry, but he has also seen the vast world. According to common sense, he died and crossed the Naihe Bridge, and drank the Meng Po soup to start a new life.

But... things didn't go the way they should have.

He has crossed the Naihe Bridge, he has also seen the galloping Huangquan, and he has also drank the bowl of Mengpo soup that he has forgotten this life.

But when Fang Bie was born in this world, he remembered everything.

remember everything...

Even if this world has the martial arts of breaking mountains and breaking rocks, stepping on clouds and catching the moon, mountains covering the sun, the strange scenery of long smoke in the desert, the bustling ancient town, the small town with smoke curling up...

But in Fang Bie's eyes, it's just a fleeting moment. Although the world is good, how can he be immersed in it as a wandering ghost.

It's not home after all...

Fang Bie opened his lightly closed eyes, walked unsteadily to the window, and looked through the window.

The eerie loneliness pervaded Fang Bie, "Shu Ling, tell me your purpose."

And that "Fantasy Record" appeared in front of Fang Bie.

[The vanity record book is a holy vessel. In order to prevent it from falling into the hands of treacherous people and to make this vessel extremely sublimated, the ancestors set a road lock on it81. ]
[Every time one of the tasks is completed, Dao Suo also goes to one. ]
[The ancestors loved wine, and poured their life's collection and cultivation into it as a reward after the mission. ]
Fang Bie looked at the words appearing in the book lightly and began to meditate.

"But I'm not interested in these thousands of collections..."

[The 81 dao locks correspond to 81 kinds of fairy wine in the world, most of which have long since disappeared, and only here can they survive. ]
Seeing this, Fang Bie raised his eyebrows, this really pleased his appetite.The treasures in the world are not as good as a piece of yellow paper after being buried in the earth. After a lifetime, Fang Bie has already seen it, but this fairy wine has really attracted Fang Bie.

"Then I accept it. Also, the wine is really good, and this tavern is also good."

Fang Bie spit out these words calmly as usual.

Immediately afterwards, the "Luxury Record" floating in the air rushed into Fang Bie's arm in a stream of light.

The floating light dispersed, and a small lavender book design was printed on Fang Bie's arm.

The moment it was printed, Fang Bie could perceive every aspect of this tavern.

Fang Bie accepts Huahualu not only for some fairy wine, but also to find a support for the future.

A wandering ghost finally found its home at the age of seven when No.20 came to this world.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door amidst the rustling rain.

"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!"

Fang Bie lightly waved away the cup in his hand, restrained his emotions, got up and walked towards the door.

After opening the door, a man with a sword on his back and a hat and coir raincoat appeared in front of Fang Bie.

"Are you the shopkeeper here? I want to stay here for one night." A rough voice came from under the bamboo hat.

Hearing this, Fang Bie nodded in response, after all, the visitor was a guest.

"Come in, the guest room is on the second floor and I will lead you up later, you should wait here for a while."

Hearing this, the swordsman went in and looked at it. Drops of rain fell from the coir raincoat and bamboo hat onto the floor, but the splashed water disappeared instantly like gold and stones falling into the sea, clean as before.

When the swordsman noticed this scene, he was stunned for a moment, knocked on the sword box behind him, and after finding that he was safe, he hung his hat on the wall.

"Shopkeeper, do you have any wine? Can you serve a jar for someone?"

"can."

"Haha! That's good, then I'll give someone another three catties of roast beef!"

Hearing this, Fang Bie went to the back kitchen and brought a wine jar and a large plate of beef to the table in front of the swordsman, then returned to the previous seat and drank the jar of Fushengbai again.

The swordsman moved his nose, smelled the fragrance of Fu Shengbai's wine, and his eyes lit up: "Shopkeeper, can you have a glass of your wine?"

After hearing this, Fang Bie replied with a smile: "The altar in front of you is the same as what I drink."

After the swordsman heard the words, he slapped the mud cover directly.

"Hiss—good wine! Good wine!"

After pouring a cup, he drank it directly into his stomach, and his delicate face, which was completely opposite to the voice, immediately showed a satisfied expression.

Then he unloaded the sword case, and devoured the wine jug and the plate of beef, chug chug like a giant whale sucking water, very pompous.

"Hahahahaha, good wine, the so-called jade liquid fine wine is nothing more than that, I can drink this wine without regret!"

Fang Bie didn't care about the swordsman, but poured wine repeatedly on his own. Only at this moment is he truly carefree.

The swordsman was holding a wine cup and a wine jar, sitting opposite Fang Bie.

"Shopkeeper, this cup is served to you by a certain Yan Chixia. I didn't expect to taste such fine wine in this little Jinhua City!"

Just don't listen, Yan Chixia?It's quite familiar.

"That Qin swordsman Yan Chixia?"

"Haha! It's right here."

After Fang Bie heard this, a smile appeared on his mouth. The smile was a smile. He didn't know until today that this world is the magnificent and mysterious Liaozhai world where gods and ghosts coexist.

"Okay! My name is Fang Bie, the shopkeeper of this music."

Afterwards, the two chatted happily, and they exchanged cups and glasses until dawn, then went upstairs to the guest room together to rest.

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The rain is over, the clouds are clearing, the sky is shining, and a new day has begun.Vendors and pedestrians coming and going are also active in the streets and alleys of Jinhua City. Those who shout at the crossings in front of the buildings, those who sing poems and storytellers, and those who tell fortunes gather from all corners of the world, and there are a lot of fish and dragons.

The door to music here slowly opened, Fang Bie had already taken off the outfits of yesterday's tourists, and put on a white dress, his messy long hair had been cleaned up, a green li jade crown was on his head, and his waist was tied Holding a sword.

The whole person does not look like a tavern proprietor living in the city, but like a handsome scholar in his prime.

When Fang Bie went out, he first hung up the wine flag he found in the guest room, and unfurled it against the wind.

This small tavern here can be regarded as officially opened.

It's just that the only wine sold in this tavern is the wine that Fang Bie drank alone last night - Fushengbai.

After Fang Bie returned to the tavern, he sat on the counter and chatted with Shu Ling from time to time.

"The best thing in this world to soothe your worries is drinking."

[it is natural]
"Fantasy record, thousands of fine wines are like flashy, is there any wine made from malt fermentation?"

Don't talk about beer, of course, it's the drink that Fang Bie drank the most in his previous life, so he is naturally yearning for it.

Lines of small characters appeared on the pages of Fuhualu.

[Bitter ale, which is bitter and dense, but still not a good wine.It was lost a hundred years ago, and now it is probably only recorded in the Huahualu. ]
Seeing this, Fang Bie was overjoyed: "Then can you manifest it?"

[Everything is physics, and it is absurd to create something out of nothing. ]
"Then how did you make this tavern?"

[It’s just something left over from my ancestors. If you want more wine, you must complete the tasks engraved on me by those sages. Only by breaking the seal can the power come into being. ]
Fang Bie rubbed his chin: "I see, what is the first task?"

The words on the Fuhualu turned into new ones.

[Task: Take the heart of Lanruo ghost locust tree and brew the wine of floating life]
[Materials: locust locust heart, clear spring water, five grains, melted snowflakes]

[Reward: Liquor "Peach Blossom Noodles", ancient sword "Removal of China"]
"Hahahaha, it feels a bit like playing games before, it's interesting."

(End of this chapter)