Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"The God of wine asked me to carry water. Once I finished it, once again. Pour the peach blossom fragrance, and the God of wine is happy to laugh, ha ha... "

The ancient wind howled on the open back hillside. Although his singing is not beautiful, I feel much better than the old man's broken Gong voice.

Three days later, the ancient wind carried water one by one. After three days of continuous struggle, this peach forest was really watered down by him. When the project is completed on schedule, isn't Dionysus happy to laugh?

Although these three days are very tired, the ancient wind is also very happy. Because he can soak in the spring all night after work every day. Miraculously, every time he finished soaking, he was not only exhausted, but also vigorous, and his strength increased a lot

It has to be said that this is indeed a divine spring. After three days of immersion, although the ancient wind can't look inside, it also finds that its flesh and blood is really much more solid than before. Drinking this God spring every day, its internal organs were washed away.

After carrying the last load of water, the ancient wind lay in the divine spring again and enjoyed life comfortably. At this time, the old man's voice suddenly rang again: "it doesn't matter to bubble inside. Don't pee inside. This is the holy water in the eyes of countless people. If you want to get it, you have to kneel down and beg!"

"Dionysus?"

Smelling the speech, the ancient wind jumped up and dared not be presumptuous any more.

He looked down at the fountain, but he couldn't see a reason at all. All he saw was that the water from the spring converged into a small ditch. Can this little water be regarded as holy water when it reaches the foot of the mountain?

Gu Feng can remember clearly that in the past three days, he really spilled his urine into the ditch. Did others drink it in front of holy water?

Gu Feng wants to laugh, but he doesn't dare. The next second, a strange phenomenon appeared, but when I saw the spring that kept gushing, I suddenly stopped spraying water, as if someone had suddenly turned off the tap.

"Why not? Why is there no water? "

The ancient wind was startled and quickly looked up at the top of the mountain.

Immediately, the voice of the God of wine rang: "if you allow the spring to flow out recklessly, everyone can get the holy water. Who will kneel and beg at that time?"

"Ah???"

In an instant, the old wind was confused. Is this old guy still a profiteer?

However, the next second, the ancient wind no longer slandered the old man, because after a white light penetrated into his eyebrows, he immediately felt a mysterious message - the way to control the spring.

"This..." at this moment, Gu Feng really didn't know what to say. He just felt that happiness came so fast that he couldn't adapt.

At this time, only the old man's voice rang again: "remember, you can open it when you need water. Don't keep it when you have nothing to do. Note that anything is precious only after it is rare!"

"Oh!"

Gu Feng nodded his head. He was really a little hoodwinked. No matter how he looked, he felt that the old man was not a good bird. He looked like a profiteer.

"Have a good night's rest and go farming tomorrow!"

With the last sentence, the old man's voice disappeared. The old wind was trying to slander a few words, but he couldn't scold it anymore, because soon after the old man's voice disappeared, a wine gourd fell from the sky.

Yes, it's the wine gourd. It's the peach blossom immortal wine that the ancient wind dreams of and is willing to exchange his life for.

After smelling it hard, the ancient wind's face immediately showed ecstasy, because he felt that the wine was a little better than the ten thousand year collection. In other words, the year of this gourd wine is definitely more than 10000 years!

"Thank God of wine, thank God of wine!"

The ancient wind was overjoyed and quickly bowed to the top of the mountain. For the first time, this was the first time he felt that the old man was a good man. For the first time, he felt that the old man was so kind!

Having learned the lesson from the last wine cellar, I dare not drink the ancient style this time, but drink and taste it.

At the entrance of xianniang, the ancient wind only felt a strange cyclone, which rushed to Baihui at the top of his head, and then slowly penetrated into his holy palace like a clear spring... It was quite magical.

"This is..." the ancient wind stared round his eyes and showed a surprised look on his face. It just felt too incredible.

"Wait, how did the old man sing‘ Drink our wine and don't wander '? Does this wine really have the effect of moistening the yuan God? " Thinking of this, the ancient wind was shocked again. The next second, his eyes fell on the divine spring. He immediately smiled again and said to himself, "yes, yes, needless to say, the old man also made wine with the water here. Since the spring itself has magical effects and has been used by the old man, it is normal to nourish the yuan God."

The ancient wind lay in the spring again. He tilted his feet and slowly tasted the old wine. It can be said to be a comfortable life!

Gu Feng knew that both the divine spring and the old wine given by the old man were of great benefit to him. If you can enjoy life like this for a long time, it's worth it.

The next day, Gu Feng didn't dare to be lazy. As soon as the genius was shining, he ran back to the Taoist temple. Why? He needs to wait for orders. He needs an old man to arrange his work today.

Although the old man said to farm today, where and how? Ancient customs are unknown.

Before long, the door of the main hall was opened, and the old man appeared bleary in front of the ancient wind.

"I've seen Dionysus!" Gu Feng quickly saluted, and did not dare to make Ann Luo angry.

The old man looked up and down at the ancient style, then nodded with satisfaction and said, "it's rare that you can stand it and water the flowers for me!"

"Water the flowers?" Gu Feng's face turned black after listening to it. He wanted to scold. Shit, is that watering flowers? That's watering trees, okay? But then again, does he dare not be patient to do things well? The old man has a very strange temper. He always throws people in to cook wine. Who dares not to obey?

"The flowers have been watered. Please ask the Dionysian to arrange my work today."

"Farming today!" The old man's answer was very concise.

With that, he waved his backhand again, and Gufeng's body began to take off again

Yes, it took off again. The ancient wind's body flew out like a broken kite again, and even drew a beautiful arc.

"Dead... Old... Head!"

Gu Feng's face turned black. At this moment, he even wanted to take out the old man's ancestors for 18 generations and scold them again.

According to the ancient wind, the old man is simply a moody psychopath, and like an old woman in menopause.