My husband is born again

Chapter 664 What are you doing?

"No, no." Pu Zihuang shook her head repeatedly, "I don't want to go to the underworld. It's okay to go to your cave to soak in the hot spring..."

"Don't even think about it." Ruan Ling refused.

"Ruan Ruan really has no conscience." Pu Zihuang sighed, "It's a pity that I ran over and wanted to heal your wounds, but who knows that you are so ungrateful. Forget it, I'll go back and find the little Taoist priest to drink. "

He waved his fan to leave.

Ruan Ling stopped him: "Wait a minute, Mr. Zihuang, I have a few jars of good wine here, you come and get them before you go. Take it as a thank you gift for lending me the fairy rope."

After they left, Hui Niang and Jin waited for a long time without seeing anyone, and couldn't help but go out to look for them.

But there is no trace of them.

"Could it be my eyesight?" Jin began to doubt her own eyes, "Huiniang, did you see those two people just now?"

"I see." Hui Niang nodded, "Actually, I also feel a bit like a dream. They looked at it, and they really looked like the golden boy and jade girl in front of the Bodhisattva."

"That's right, that nobleman's eyes are green, and the beads on his forehead must be very valuable..." Jin sighed, and then slapped his thigh again, "Didn't he say he was going to heal my daughter's wounds, who?"

……

Ruan Ling took Pu Zihuang to Jiuqiu Mountain, took out three jars of cherry wine from the cave, and said, "This is Zhiman's specialty. Cherry wine is only available at this time of the year."

Pu Zihuang held the wine jar with one hand, took a light breath, and said with a smile: "This thank you gift is very much in my mind."

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "I learned brewing from her in one of the jars, and it's not as good as her craftsmanship. Zihuang Junquan should try something new."

After hearing this, Pu Zihuang sniffed the three jars of wine respectively, and casually pointed to one of them: "This is made by you."

Ruan Ling was surprised: "How do you know?"

"The smell is obviously different." Pu Zihuang talked eloquently, "The other two jars are fragrant and sweet, but yours smells a bit sour like cherries."

Ruan Ling was a little embarrassed, and laughed, "Zhiman is an expert in making fruit wine. I can't compare with her. If you don't want it, give it back to me."

She reached out to take it, but Pu Zihuang snatched it away first.

"Although the brewing is not good, it's good to give it to the little Taoist priest." Pu Zihuang smiled, "In case he grabs the good wine from me."

Ruan Ling pouted: "As you like."

At this time, Chun'er Pin'er hurried in, holding a half-burned paper crane, and said, "Master, this is Huadi's sound transmission crane. She is in danger, please help her!"

Recently, due to the raging war ghosts, Ruan Ling has been busy going to various places to support the land god every day, so it is not surprising.

"Where is she?" Ruan Ling asked.

"In Phoenix Town, the Shen family." Pin'er said.

"The Shen family?" Ruan Ling paused, then walked out again, "Okay, I understand. The two of you stay here and come to me if you have any problems."

She turned back to Pu Zihuang and said, "Mr. Zihuang, I'm really busy recently and I don't have time to entertain you. You can do it yourself."

Pu Zihuang put the three jars of wine into his sleeves, waved his fan and said, "Go to Ruan Ruan, I'll go back now."

Ruan Ling glanced at him, and suddenly reached out to grab his sleeve.

Pu Zihuang was about to fly away when she pulled her and almost fell off.

He staggered and stood up, glaring at her: "What are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)