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"Yan Li?" Yan Li rubbed the stubble on his chin and thought, "There's actually someone with the same name as me in this world?"
He looked at a few more signs, each with the words: For more information, please purchase the latest Book of Heavenly Secrets.
It was like selling dog skin plaster. This made him have a deep doubt: Does the Heavenly Plan Institute really have news about her?
He shook his head and walked away.
As he walked, he glanced at both sides of the street, hoping to find a wine shop. After walking for a short distance, he saw an imposing mansion. At the entrance, there were two majestic stone lions. The plaque on the door was also very majestic. It read: Mighty Dragon Escort Agency.
He walked past it.
Not long after, he saw a medicine hall, with the words: Medicine King Courtyard.
Not long after, he finally saw a place related to wine, with the words: Half Mountain Hut.
"Half Mountain Hut." Yan Li chewed it, "The aroma of the wine assails my nose."
"Ah, this customer has good taste, good literary talent." At this time, a surprised voice came from inside the shop.
Yan Li followed the voice and saw a forty-year-old scholar holding an abacus in one hand and an account book in the other.
"Mister, do you have wine to drink?" Yan Li smiled and cupped his hands.
"Just because of what you said, it's not a problem to buy you a bowl!" The scholar said generously.
"A bowl." Yan Li blinked.
The scholar coughed and said seriously, "Customer, a bowl is worth a thousand gold pieces."
Yan Li smiled, "I've also drunk ten thousand gold pieces."
The scholar warmly held his hand, "I can tell you are a person with a story. Come, come, come, this is the 'Desolate Will' produced in the workshop. One bowl will make you ecstatic."
As he said this, he took out a jar of wine from the wine cabinet, removed the clay seal, and poured a full cup for Yan Li, "Customer, drink it. If you don't feel ecstatic, this bowl is a gift."
Yan Li said, "Just now you said you would treat me to a bowl."
The scholar blinked. "Times have changed."
"Profiteers." Yan Li picked up the bowl helplessly.
Just as he was about to taste it, the scholar pulled him back and whispered with a smile, "Dear customer, a bowl of this wine costs ten taels. You have to think carefully."
"You're robbing?" Yan Li narrowed his eyes.
"Don't say that, Sir. Business is about mutual consent." The scholar chuckled and didn't look at Yan Li. He started to calculate on his abacus.
"Fine. Ten taels it is." Yan Li picked up the cup and drank it up.
Before he could taste anything, he felt the sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy feelings welling up from the depths of his heart. The heart-wrenching memories flashed through his mind as if they were yesterday.
"Another bowl!"
Yan Li slammed the bag containing the Heaven Mystic Stones on the table. There were about a hundred taels of silver inside.
"Okay." The scholar chuckled, grabbed the money bag, and poured the wine for him.
He poured Yan Li and drank it. He poured Yan Li and drank it.
He poured ten bowls of wine in a row. He was frightened. "Why hasn't he collapsed yet? I hope this guy doesn't drink himself to death in my shop. "
He quickly put on a smile. "Sir, you've drunk too much. This wine is very strong. Ordinary people will be drunk after two bowls. If you drink more, you will die."
"What? Didn't I give you money?" Yan Li looked at him coldly. His travel-worn face was exceptionally pale at this moment. His originally deep and bright eyes were now indescribably desolate.
"Sir, some things have happened. They can't be undone." The scholar sighed. He really knew the power of this wine.
Yan Li said, "Life is full of contradictions. No one can do anything about it."
After saying that, he grabbed the wine jar from the scholar's hand and gulped down the remaining half of the wine.
When the wine jar was empty, he put it down. He took out a small knife and began to carve a human figure. The knife was thin and sharp, and his fingers were slender and strong.
It was a portrait of a woman. Under his skillful carving, the outline and lines of the figure looked so soft and beautiful.
There was a strange kind of concentration in his expression. It was as if all the worries and misfortunes in his life had disappeared. However, his life and soul had quietly slipped away from the knife's edge. Not only did the figure have moving lines, but it also seemed to be injected with a soul and came to life.
Now that the figure was finally finished, he stared at the figure in a daze. He didn't know how long he had been staring at it. Suddenly, he heard a giggle.
"I didn't expect there to be such an infatuated pervert in the world."
The scholar heard the voice and looked up. He saw a sixteen or seventeen year old girl in white sitting quietly on the roof of the teahouse opposite the wine shop. Her skin was like cream, her eyes were bright, and she looked like a peerless beauty. Not to mention that he had never seen her in his life, even in paintings, there was no such beauty. In particular, her bare feet were natural and graceful. Her skin was six inches round, and her skin was as white as snow. She was unspeakably elegant. There was not a single part of her body that wasn't made up with the ingenuity of the Creator.
It was a pity that a small and delicate mask covered half of her face.
The scholar felt his heart tremble. He couldn't help but murmur, "Now I know what 'as beautiful as a fairy' means."
The girl stared at the scholar with her beautiful eyes. "Now I know that a bowl of wine in the Half Mountain Hut costs ten taels."
The scholar's face turned red. He didn't know what to say.
The girl said, "But you are right. Business is about mutual consent. You don't have to worry about me giving you trouble. I came for him." She pointed at Yan Li.
"Him?" The scholar was stunned for a moment. He looked at Yan Li and asked the girl, "Miss, you just said that he is a pervert. What is going on?"
The girl giggled. "Don't you know that he is the wanted criminal? I guess you don't know. Otherwise, you wouldn't dare to sell him wine. "
"Wanted criminal!" The scholar was so scared that his face turned pale. He rushed up and grabbed Yan Li. "I caught him. Miss, can you help me report it to the authorities?"
Yan Li glared at him. "Why are you grabbing me? Get out of here!"
Only then did the scholar realize that her face was as red as an apple. Her eyes were full of drunkenness.
Suddenly, he felt a strong force hit him. He was shaken and flew out. He happened to knock over the wine cabinet. Several jars of wine that were worth thousands of taels of gold fell to the ground. He screamed in exasperation. "Damn pervert! How dare you break my wine! Pay for it! If you don't pay for it, don't even think about walking out of this door today …"
However, Yan Li had already stood up shakily.
"You want to leave without paying for it …" The scholar endured the pain and chased after him. Just as he was about to grab him, he felt a cold glint passing by. His heart trembled. He retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted.
Yan Li pulled out the Leaving Cliff Sword. He swayed and waved his sword.
"Someone, come with me. Let's get drunk …"
The primordial qi that was out of control danced with the sword light. The sword qi was like a goddess scattering flowers. Everywhere it passed, it was like a rainstorm.
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