Sister ruined my cultivation a hundred times

Chapter 129 Uncle
In the yard behind the restaurant, there is a huge sweet-scented osmanthus tree, bigger than what Ye Wu saw in that inn. The sweet-scented osmanthus on top almost covers an unknown area, but whether it is Ye Lin and the others inside the shop or outside Passers-by seemed to see nothing.

There is a half-open wooden door on the side of the stairs. Through the wooden door, light comes in, illuminating the smoke and dust in the house, making the scene unreal.

The wind blew in with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and Ye Wu felt that he might really get drunk.

"You, are you here to find Ci Qiancheng?"

The uncle glanced at him, and suddenly spoke.

Ye Wu's eyes were originally bright after drinking, but they became brighter when he heard the words, and he got up from the ground.

"That's right, that's Ci, Ci Qiancheng! Do you know him?" He smirked.

"do not know."

The uncle shook his head and said bluntly.

He suddenly lowered his head, poured the remaining wine into his gourd, and shook it.

Ye Wu subconsciously followed his movements and stared at his gourd.

An osmanthus flower was carved on the gourd, Ye Wu stared at the osmanthus flower, the osmanthus flower was lifelike, the flowers on it seemed to be slowly blooming one by one, the fragrance from the tip of his nose became more intense, and his eyes became more dazed.

"Is that so..." Ye Wu murmured.

"Why are you looking for him?" The uncle's mellow voice came from next to his ear.

"Look, look for him... for help." Ye Wu replied.

"What help?"

Without any hesitation, Ye Wu opened his mouth and said, "Take me back to the Demon Cult...protect, hiccup~ me!"

The uncle paused for a moment, looked him up and down, finally stayed on his face for a while, and nodded slowly.

"Who told you he was here?"

"Jing...Sister Ah Jing...Sister Ah Jing said...that he is very, very powerful and can help me..." Ye Wu answered his question unconsciously as if he was defenseless.

Hearing the name, the uncle stopped holding the wine gourd again.

He glanced at Ye Wu strangely, but Ye Wu had almost no self-awareness, so he didn't notice his meaningful eyes.

"Are you going to participate in the battle of the devil?" the uncle asked again.

"Yes... I, I want to become the devil..."

"why?"

"Change, become stronger... protect, protect everyone... In this way, we will not let everyone, everyone be bullied, bullied..." A trace of firmness appeared on Ye Wu's face, which was soon replaced by Hunhe.

The uncle was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the backyard.

From here, you can only see the thick branches of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, which are full of traces of time.

"Then what if he doesn't want to participate in these things?" He asked softly.

Ye Wu hiccupped again, staring at the sweet-scented osmanthus on the gourd.

"Don't be afraid... Ah Jing, there is, there is a way..."

The uncle nodded, and gently shook the gourd in his hand. The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus overflowed, making people intoxicated, as if indulging in the world full of fragrance.

"Well, one last question."

The uncle's voice was soft, making people drowsy, and Ye Wu's eyelids could hardly be opened.

"Who are you? Where are you from and where are you going?"

Ye Wu spoke blankly.

"I... I am Ye Wu... Yes, I belong to Qijue Palace..."

"Wang!"

When Wang Defu's voice came, Ye Wu's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he looked around, but his mind was still in chaos.

He rubbed his head, not knowing what he was doing.

But he heard Wang Defu's voice, so he glanced at Wang Defu, then smiled and pointed at Wang Defu.

"silly dog!"

The uncle glanced at Wang Defu.

It was a gray dirt dog, lying on the ground, and seemed to have drunk his wine secretly. He was very drunk, hiccupping from time to time, and the barking just now seemed to be just a coincidence.

The uncle's eyes were slightly deep, and he looked at Wang Defu carefully.

"Wow, woof!" Wang Defu suddenly jumped up and screamed, and then continued to lie on the ground with limp hands and feet, with a purring sound in his throat, and the expression on his face seemed a little wretched for some reason.

Seeing this, the uncle shook his head immediately.

He is too suspicious.

Just a dog, probably by accident indeed.

He glanced at Ye Wu beside him, thinking about whether to continue hypnosis and ask clearly.

Qijue Palace...

Isn't that decent?How could you want to be a demon lord?
It doesn't look like this child has met anything... Well, it's hard to say these things.

While he was thinking, Ye Wu's gaze also turned around.

Ye Wu suddenly stared at him solemnly.

The uncle raised his eyebrows and looked at him calmly.

"You..." Ye Wu opened his mouth with a solemn expression.

The uncle looked at him, waiting for the next sentence, but moved his hand to the gourd in front of him.

"Did he die? Become a wandering spirit?"

The uncle laughed dumbfoundedly, and put down the gourd.

"Why do you ask that?"

"You are too miserable, no one is with you... It's okay, although only I can see you, but I will accompany you! I won't let you drink alone! That would be too boring."

Ye Wu obviously spoke much more clearly than before, but he was still a bit self-centered.

He stretched out his hand and patted the uncle's shoulder, and patted his chest with the other hand, making a loud thud, with a righteous look on his face.

The uncle smiled and pushed his hand away.

"You are too weak to drink my wine."

Ye Wu suddenly hiccupped.

He looked at the uncle disapprovingly.

"I-Although I can't drink well...No!"

He suddenly grabbed his clothes and stared at him closely.

"You're lying."

Seeing his expression, the uncle was a little curious, did he finally react?

"Osmanthus wine is not intoxicating, you are lying! This is not osmanthus wine! Otherwise, why would I not be able to drink your wine?"

Seeing how serious he was, the uncle shook his head funny again.

He raised his hand and pressed Ye Wu to the ground, then stood up.

Ye Wu watched him get up, and said blankly, "Where are you going?"

The uncle ignored him, raised his legs and walked outside.

"Uncle, what are you doing!" Ye Wu shouted again.

The uncle didn't stop walking.

"Kill, drink."

The voice has not yet fallen, and the person is gone.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up in the tavern, and the wind carried a slight fishy smell and a cool breath, which made Ye Wu's eyes clear.

He subconsciously looked towards his side, and he always felt as if he was in a dream when he was in a trance just now.

Beside him, there are three empty wine jars, and there are osmanthus flowers scattered on the ground.

There was doubt in Ye Wu's eyes.

I was talking to an uncle just now, right?

Or is he actually dreaming?
After thinking about it, he couldn't figure it out, so he decided to go out and have a look.

Ye Wu stood up, and saw Ye Lin and Tingting hurrying over in a blink of an eye, with worried faces.

"Where did you go just now?" Ye Lin asked.

"Young Master, where did you enter just now? We were scared to death, but you suddenly disappeared." Tingting also hurried forward and said.

Ye Wu was taken aback, and said: "Missing? Me?"

(End of this chapter)