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"Lu Ming, go and help me deliver this wine to Sun Er in the blacksmith shop." When Lu Ming was concentrating on learning how to make wine, he suddenly heard the voice of the old wine man.Ever since Lu Ming learned and fell in love with drinking with the old wine man, he was out of control. Not only did he drink, but he also had to learn how to make wine.

After a period of study, Lu Ming has already become a qualified winemaker. The wine he brews has a certain taste. Lu Ming's goal is to brew better Wangyou wine.However, during the process of learning how to make wine, Lu Ming discovered a truth, that making wine is like practicing, it also requires comprehension and unremitting efforts.

After Lu Ming regarded the process of brewing wine as a process of cultivation, he gradually discovered the phenomenon that shocked him very much, that is, with the accumulation of time and time, the spiritual consciousness that he did not deliberately cultivate has actually improved!

This may be because he only cared about cultivation before, but ignored his spiritual consciousness. It is precisely because of his previous accumulation that he has made a huge improvement during this period of meditation and comprehension of wine making and cultivation!

"Blacksmith?" Lu Ming was a little puzzled. He had been in Qingshan Street for three years, and he was quite familiar with it, but he hadn't seen any blacksmith.The old man should not be wrong.

The old wine man stuffed him with five jars of wine, looked at Lu Ming's puzzled expression, and said, "Just go straight to Qingyun Street. His house is at the end of the street. You won't miss it."

Lu Ming frowned slightly. It's not that he has never been there, but he has never seen a blacksmith's shop, and he has never even heard the sound of blacksmithing. Could it be that he is blind and deaf?

But although he was puzzled, he still walked towards the end of the street according to what the old wine man said.There is indeed a shop at the end of the street, and the sound of blacksmithing is "ding dong ding dong".It's just that there is no sign in front of the shop that shows that it is a shop, only the sound of "ding dong ding dong" proves that it is a blacksmith's shop.

On the door of the old wine man's tavern, there is a symbolic word "wine" hanging on it for an unknown number of years.And it was very strange that he never seemed to have heard the sound of blacksmithing here before.

This is strange, why was there no sound before?He had passed by here more than once, and he always thought it was just an ordinary house, an extremely ordinary wooden house, a simple and clean house.

Pushing open the door, a ten-year-old girl with croissant braids ran out head-on. Maybe she heard the voice, but saw a different person, but she recognized the five jars of wine in his hand.

She slowed down and leaned over cautiously. She had never seen such a handsome brother.It made her want to get closer involuntarily, but because of the stranger's relationship, she walked extremely slowly.

As soon as Lu Ming saw it, he fell in love with her. She was as cute as her younger sister, and couldn't help revealing the meaning of pampering: "Little sister, is this Uncle Sun's blacksmith shop? I'm here to deliver wine."

The little girl was taken aback when she saw that Lu Ming was a stranger, then she nodded when she heard Lu Ming's words, and her voice sounded like a silver bell: "Yes, yes, you are here to find my father Right? Come with me, he is complaining why Grandpa Jiu’s wine hasn’t been delivered yet!”

Lu Ming followed her and asked a few words casually. It turned out that the child was called Sun Erya, and she was the only daughter of the blacksmith Sun Er.

"I hate this name so much! My dad has to add the character 'ya' to his name, I can't stand it!" Sun Erya would stomp her feet angrily whenever she thought of this.

"Silly girl, it's because your father loves you." He couldn't help thinking of his father, and became a little worried.

The little girl didn't take into account the reaction of the big brother behind her at all, and kept mumbling: "Does me? How should I say it? Daddy loves me very much sometimes, but he... I always feel weird. "

Lu Ming just smiled and said nothing, maybe fatherly love is like this, one sentence is enough!

He followed the second girl and walked back, the sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang!" was getting louder and louder, but suddenly there was a crisp "Ding!", and all the sounds stopped abruptly.

Lu Ming looked at a man who was so dark that even his Chinese character face was covered with circles of black charcoal, he could hardly tell what he looked like.

Thinking that this should be Uncle Sun, she hurried over, but was stopped by the little erya, she stared and said dissatisfiedly: "Daddy! You made yourself so dark again, it's so ugly. !" And let outsiders see him like this, it's just too embarrassing for her, and it's still such a fairy-like brother...

"Huh?" Sun Er was taken aback, touched his head honestly and said: "I thought it was that old man who brought me wine again, and by the way, we two old men will have another fight! It turns out that a new apprentice came today Come on, come on, how about you come and have a drink with me?"

This grandson, only foreigners like Lu Ming don't know his habits. He only works one day a month, and the time is fixed. It's normal not to hear the sound of ironclad here.But this Sun Er still needs to prepare five jars of spirits when he is blacksmithing. After drinking, he will be strong in blacksmithing.

He and the old wine man have been friends for many years, and the two of them are good at drinking. No, they must come every month. Today, I was in a daze for a moment, why did they change?It's not that he doesn't get used to it, this boy looks quite talented, and the old wine man's favorite person is definitely not too bad.

She simply put down the work in her hand and was about to drag the young man to drink, but Sun Erya was in a hurry: "Daddy! You don't work? Are you going to drink?"

She put her hands on her hips, and she was quite determined not to give up until she reached her goal: "Auntie Zhao next door said that the cupboards are made of iron so that they will not be eaten by mice, so you have the heart to let the things in her house be eaten by mice? The rich family of Qian Yuanwai across the street, you want them to wait another month? There is more! Where is the thing you promised to call me? Where is it!"

Yay bah!If your mother is gone, you dare not to work!She was getting more and more lazy, she saw that her father had a faint intention of retreating, but she still dragged him to drink, and then pinched herself severely, and she forced out two golden beans: "Daddy!" , how can you be sorry for my dead mother! You are so addicted to alcohol, is that okay? When mother was alive, you promised to quit drinking!"

In the end, Sun Er couldn't resist the offensive of his daughter's tears, and snorted, but he was thinking in his heart, using this trick every time, who are you lying to!But he's good at it, if he didn't have a daughter to take care of, he would have...

"Boy, I'll let you off this time. It's a deal. Come back tomorrow and ask the old man to prepare more wine. You can bring it again. I'll pay for it. He won't lose a dime." The hand that was still covered with something didn't know what to touch Lu Ming's white clothes.

Erya's face is full of black lines, this old man, how can she be embarrassed in front of this handsome brother, no one wants to play with her since the mother passed away, today it's hard for her to come to play with him, but it makes her very embarrassed !

"Come, come, I'll take you to see my baby." Finally, a young man came to see him, and he would not let it go. This Qingyun Street is not good. Others say that their Fengshui is not good. There was basically no one at the end of the street.But... why didn't he say that the door of his house doesn't look like a place where people are welcome to enter?

All kinds of ironware were polished to a bright shine, all kinds of farm tools, all kinds of gadgets... Uh... Is this what Er Ya said that he wanted Uncle Sun to beat?

"Argh, do you know about windmills?"

Lu Ming said such a sentence out of nowhere. I don't know if he was curious, but Arya leaned over her head: "I don't know...is it fun?"

"I'll make one for you someday."

"Okay, okay!"

"How about my things? If you say that my Sun Er is also well-known in this Qingyun Street, there are not a few people who come here for fame."

He said so proudly, and Erya curled her lips. Seeing that Lu Ming was listening intently, she couldn't say anything more, but she sighed secretly in her heart: Alas... Another person who is going to be brainwashed by the old man, she is How many times have I heard it!

From then on, Lu Ming was no longer lonely on Qingshan Street. Behind him, there was another little girl who followed her all day long. The sweet "brother" made Lu Ming very happy.

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Time passed quickly, no more, no less, the autumn leaves fell three times, for three years.The cultivation has come to an end for the time being, and Lu Ming has already touched the threshold of Wu Zong. He believes that as long as there is an opportunity, he will be able to break through in a few days.

Recently, Qingshan Street, which was originally very quiet, suddenly came to a lot of monks in different clothes for some reason, which made Lu Ming very strange.

Most of these monks were low-level monks, who came and went in a hurry, with a trace of fatigue on their faces. They looked at ordinary people like Lu Ming with disdain in their eyes, making them look very noble and superior.

But Lu Ming didn't care, what he cared about was what these people did here, and the peaceful life here would be broken again by them.If this is the case, many mortals like the old wine man will have to leave their homes again.

Lu Ming sighed softly, and continued to walk forward. Today is the third day of junior high school again. He was walking on the way to Tiejiang Sun's house, with five pots of spirits in his hand, and a hare that was killed on the mountain in his hand. Give Uncle Sun an extra meal.

But at this time before, the tinkling sound from the blacksmith could be heard from far away, but for some reason I haven't heard it today, Lu Ming couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

More than a dozen monks on the sixth and seventh floors of Qi training passed by, bringing bursts of vigorous winter wind to blow this very quiet street. This street has existed for an unknown number of years. Judging from some clues of these streets, I am afraid it has a history of hundreds of years.

The iron gate on the ancient road creaked under the strong cold wind, and it was the first time that Lu Ming felt chills when he was blown by the wind!