Legend of the Gu Demon

"Ningchuan, let me ask you first, do you think I am someone who will be easily shaken by other people's words? Based on your understanding of me."

"Well~ I don't know much about this matter, but I don't think you are the kind of person who will be happy or sad because of other people's comments!"

Ningchuan pondered for a moment, and still said what he thought in his heart, and what he thought was indeed not bad.

Ningchen looked at Ningchuan with interest, and his answer was indeed good.

"That's right, Ningchuan, I will never be happy or sad because of his comments on me, but I am not a person who asks for scolding. I naturally have my reasons for doing this."

"Ningchuan, you don't need to care about the reason, you just need to cooperate with me!"

Hearing this, Ningchuan had to dispel his doubts. After all, he was very concerned about Ningchuan. Chen, his elder brother, trusted him almost unconditionally.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, but I still want to ask, how many Yuanshi do we have in our family now, um~ including the inheritance from our parents."

Ning Chen just chuckled when he heard that, and just stretched out a finger quietly without saying a word.

"Ten?!"

Ning Chuan's tone was in a panic that he couldn't suppress, and even had a faint tremor, but Ning Chen chuckled and shook his head.

"One hundred?"

This time he didn't seem so surprised, one hundred Yuanshi was within Ning Chuan's expectations.

"One thousand Yuanshi, our family's property is one thousand Yuanshi."

"How much?!"

Ning Chen smiled faintly, making Ning Chuan even more unpredictable, and the number he said almost stunned Ning Chuan.

"No, brother, did I hear it right? One thousand Yuanshi?"

"You heard it right, we do have one thousand Yuanshi in our house."

After Ningchuan confirmed with Ningchen, he closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and calmed down his excitement.

"Huh~Brother, how did you get so many Yuanshi?"

"Nothing, just a little trick, and next, you just need to do as I say, I guarantee that our assets will double."

Ningchen's smile still made Ningchuan unpredictable, but this smile fell into Ningchuan's eyes, but only trust was left,

"Okay, what do I need to do?"

"You just need to pretend to be hostile to me during this period of time, whether it is slandering me, scolding me or anything else, just tell outsiders the news that we two brothers are at odds with each other!"

"Oh~I see."

The two people's eyes met in the air. Together, one side was extremely calm, the other side was full of confidence,

They actually picked up the teacup at the same time and drank the tea in the cup clean, looked at each other without saying a word, and suddenly smiled...

Bang~Bang~Pa~

"Asshole!!"

The cold and fierce shouting frightened the servants in the servant dormitory nearby into silence,

"Whose voice is this?"

"It sounds like the voice of Young Master Ningchen."

"Young Master, what's wrong with him?"

Several servants lowered their voices and discussed quietly, and their voices trembled unconsciously,

Pa~Pa~A few crisp sounds of porcelain breaking, although they didn't know how to break, but it seemed to break in the hearts of the servants, which made them even more frightened,

There was another dead silence, and a figure slowly walked out of the door. Looking from a distance, it added a bit of loneliness,

"Who is that?"

"It seems to be Young Master Ningchen."

"Why did Young Master Ningchen go out in the middle of the night? "

The heavy footsteps were very clear in the slightly silent mansion, and naturally fell into the ears of the servants.

The servants saw the man clearly in the moonlight. It was indeed Ning Chen.

His footsteps gradually went farther and farther, and gradually disappeared at the end of the street.

Ning Chen walked alone on the street, his footsteps were sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and his figure was swaying.

A gust of night wind blew, blowing his black hair and making his black shirt flutter. But he was no longer as calm as before, but a little downcast.

His figure was like catkins in the wind and duckweed in the rain. , accompanied by the night wind, it actually floated to the side of the wine shop in the mountain village.

Ningchen's steps stopped at some point and looked at the wine shop next to him.

Even though it was late at night, the wine shop was still crowded with people, all of whom were extremely happy.

In an instant, Ningchen smiled bitterly and squeezed into the wine shop with the crowd.

Entering the wine shop, Ningchen suddenly realized that although there were crowds of people in the lobby, most of them were squeezed on one table, and there were actually quite a few empty tables.

"Waiter, I want a jar of green bamboo wine and some snacks."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment! "

After Ningchen casually reported the dishes to the waiter, he found an empty table and waited for the dishes to be served.

Sitting quietly at the table, his eyes were a little dull, revealing an inexplicable melancholy.

Compared to Ningchen's loneliness, other tables seemed lively.

Several people sat together, drinking and chatting, so happy, flushed, drunk, apart from the happiness, there was warmth.

Ningchen stared blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart for a while, as if a stone was pressing on his heart, pressing him to breathe.

"Sir, the dishes you ordered are here, enjoy them slowly!"

The waiter supported the dish with one hand, passed through the layers of people, and delivered it to Ningchen, and then went to receive other guests again.

Ningchen did not talk to the attentive waiter, or rather, he did not notice that the waiter had served the dishes.

After a long time, he realized that his dishes had been served, and he poured himself a glass of green bamboo wine.

As soon as he opened the lid, the clear aroma of the wine entered his nose, and it also had the freshness of bamboo.

He took a sip, and the sweetness flowed into his throat, and the spiciness rose to his mind. The careful tasting was even more memorable.

"It's really good wine."

Ningchen sighed in his heart and continued to drink, but he only felt bitter and boring.

Even so, he still drank the wine by himself, his eyes unconsciously took a few turbidities, and he picked up the dishes and put them into his mouth, but he only felt that they were tasteless.

"Green Bamboo Wine is a famous wine in Guyue Village, but why do I feel that there is no taste at all!"

Ningchen looked at the dishes in front of him absent-mindedly , but his vision became more and more blurred, as if covered by an opaque membrane,

"Ningchen, stop drinking."

A sudden female voice made Ningchen a little dazed, like a greeting, but also like a reprimand,

Ningchen raised his head leisurely, looked directly at the visitor, and slowly spoke,

"Haoyu, you are finally here."

There was a hint of certainty in his tone, which made Bai Haoyu feel a little surprised,

"Ningchen, you are drinking here alone, are you waiting for me?"

Haoyu walked over and sat next to Ningchen. She was still a little unbelievable,

"Yes, I am waiting for you, let's get back to the point, I urgently need your help now?"

"You need my help?"

Haoyu looked at Ningchen with a burning gaze in front of her, and was caught off guard for a moment.