Sister ruined my cultivation a hundred times

Chapter 128 Osmanthus Wine

Ye Wu then ran to the side and said, "Hello."

The young man who was stopped suddenly smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

"Is that so, isn't this the sweet-scented osmanthus wine festival?" Ye Wu asked.

The young man immediately responded with a bright smile, and said, "Yes, we hold the Osmanthus Wine Festival every year! This is our specialty here."

"Then why is there no sweet-scented osmanthus wine?" Ye Wu asked suspiciously, "Do I need to go somewhere to buy it?"

The young man smiled brighter.

"Yeah, we hold it every year, and it's very lively."

Ye Wu was stunned, and pondered over this sentence for a long time, to make sure that it was not because of his comprehension, but because the words were really not answering the question he just asked, but something that he didn't want to do at all.

"I mean, where is your sweet-scented osmanthus wine?"

The young man was still smiling and said, "The Osmanthus Wine Festival is held every year. Are you foreigners? Have fun!"

Ye Wu looked at him in bewilderment.

He turned his head and pointed at himself, and said, "What is the question I just asked?"

Ye Lin and Tingting also looked at this young man, feeling very strange.

"He seems to be deliberately avoiding it, but it doesn't look like..."

Ye had no choice but to change someone.

"Auntie, where do you buy the sweet-scented osmanthus wine here?"

The aunt who was pulled back turned her head with a bright smile.

"what?"

"Osmanthus wine, where can I buy it?" Ye Wu asked again.

"Osmanthus fragrans, sweet osmanthus fragrans are beautiful, they are our guardian tree, and every child born must be baptized under the osmanthus fragrans."

Ye Wu was stunned by the wrong answer.

"I mean, osmanthus wine, osmanthus wine, do you understand?"

The aunt shook her head and patted him with a smile.

"Hey, it's fun for you foreign guests. Auntie still has some things to do, remember to have fun!"

Ye Wu believed in this evil, and found several people, and found that this was the case.

Doubts arose in several people's minds immediately.

They wandered around the street, and finally saw a tavern in a street with the word "wine" clearly written on it.

Ye Wu's eyes lit up, he hurried forward and walked in.

There was only one person in the tavern, an uncle, who was sitting on the ground drinking heavily.

Ye Wu was stunned.

Because the uncle's face was full of sadness, he rarely saw such an expression.

Sad like losing the whole world.

He scratched his head, he heard the lively voices of people outside, and he could hear a lot of hearty laughter, which seemed out of place here.

"It's so strange!" Ye Wu said, "Look, that person has been drinking by himself, and he still looks very sad."

Ye Lin and Tingting followed his line of sight, then looked at each other with bewilderment and doubt in their eyes.

"Where is someone there?"

All they saw was an empty tavern with no one in it.

Ye Wu also looked at them strangely, and pointed at the uncle.

"Then, on the ground at the top of the stairs, there is an uncle drinking!"

Ye Lin and Tingting looked intently again, but there was still nothing.

They didn't suspect that Ye Wu was lying to them or misunderstood them, but worried about whether there was any danger?
Seeing this, Ye Wu touched his chin in doubt, and then walked forward.

He walked up to the uncle, but the uncle didn't seem to see him at all.

"Why are you drinking alone?" Ye Wu asked curiously.

Hearing this, the uncle finally raised his eyes and looked at Ye Wu, he looked very embarrassed with his unshaven beard.

A pair of amber eyes made Ye Wuduo look at him twice, but his eyes were empty and lacklustre.

"Because I'm alone."

The uncle's voice was hoarse, and he took another sip of wine as he spoke.

There were three jars of wine in front of him, two were empty, Ye Wu looked at him, then at the wine.

The wine is light golden and transparent, with a faint fragrance, not like wine, but like sweet-scented osmanthus tea.

Ye Wu looked again at the uncle who couldn't hide his sadness, found a quilt and poured a glass of wine.

"Then I'll accompany you, so you are two people."

He just thought that the uncle was sitting here alone, so there was no one to accompany him.

after all……

He glanced at Ye Lin and Tingting, who were frowning at him.

They can't seem to see uncle...

Ye Wu felt that the uncle must be some kind of ghost, so it is really sad that others cannot see it.

After death, he can only drink by himself, and no one can see it. Since he can see it, there shouldn't be any problem with talking, right?

After all, the uncle doesn't look like a dangerous person.

It is estimated that he was also a poor person during his lifetime, and he would drink here alone after his death. No wonder he looked like he was abandoned by the world. It was so miserable.

It stands to reason that mortals will go directly to the ghost world after death, and I don't know if the uncle is bound here, it's too miserable.

Ye Wuxi sniffed the wine in the glass, and then took a sip first. After all, the uncle doesn't seem to be human, so he should be more careful.

sweet.

It's not poisonous either.

Ye Wu's eyes lit up, and he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

After just drinking a glass of wine, his mind started to go blank.

The taste of the wine is not strong, but it is full of strength, and the speed of the top is beyond Ye Wu's imagination.

He became dazed and dazed, he even forgot that he was going to accompany this uncle, his eyes stared straight, and he almost fell down.

"belch……"

He turned his head to glance at the uncle beside him, and hiccupped.

"You, who are you...who?"

The uncle drank his wine on his own and didn't answer his words.

"Hi~ This is sweet-scented osmanthus wine, a bar? It's delicious... I, I remember that I seem to... came to find someone..."

Ye Wu slurred his words, and spoke words that he didn't know what he was talking about, his voice was intermittent, as if he would fall asleep at any time.

"Looks like it has something to do with alcohol..."

He glanced around blankly, only to become even more dizzy.

"Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree... sweet-scented osmanthus wine, wine, people... oh, that so-and-so thousand cities or ten thousand cities hiccup!"

A silly smile appeared on Ye Wu's face, and he slumped on the stairs.

"Hi~ Say yes, say yes...every year, come on August [-]th..."

"smell good……"

He smelled the smell in the air, as if he was lying on a cloud, surrounded by blooming osmanthus flowers.

He raised his hand to grab a handful, then put it into his mouth with a hey smile.

"Osmanthus candy, delicious..."

The uncle stopped drinking, his messy hair covered almost half of his face, and his messy beard made it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Only that desolate breath makes people unable to ignore it.

He glanced at Ye Wu, then took another sip of his wine.

(End of this chapter)