Chapter 2617

Second jar of wine!

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, this Immortal Immortal is really extraordinary, and the Fate-seeking Tavern has only sold the second jar of wine once in the fifty years since it opened.

Hearing Chu Yan's words, Li Ziwen said again at this moment: "The two brothers, once had a grudge against someone, and recalling that this grudge should be resolved. Now that we are united, we will only be friends with this person from now on, not enemies!"

After the green curtain, a smile appeared on Chu Yan's aged face.

Unless there is a great enemy of life and death, no matter who it is, Chu Yan should stay a line when needed, and the same is true for Li Ziwen and Li Qingzhe.

But Ming Ziqian couldn't do it. Back then, when Ming Ziqian took action at Huang Yuanxing, he almost killed Chu Yan directly. That resentment was not easily relieved.

The words of the two in front of them clearly showed their attitude.

Although the two suddenly figured it out for some reason, this time, Chu Yan planned to accept it.

Not to mention that he has bone poison in his body, and he has to go to the White Bone Xuan Hall to ask for the exorcism of the bone, but only to say that the corpse's kindness to him cannot be compared with Li Qingzhe's life and death.

Immediately, Chu Yan said: "In this way, I have the fate to drink the third jar of wine!"

Turn fighters into jade and silk, and no longer hostile after today!

This fate should be the third altar!

Li Qingzhe and Li Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked into the tavern.

Shunliu, who is in his seventies, is not as good as he was in the past. He just wanted to go to the side of the green curtain, but he was held by the shoulders of Fat San, who was in his eighties.

"Shunliu, you and I have been brothers for many years. Today, eldest brother, I want to pour a drink for you, okay?"

Fat San looked at Shunliu with a smile in his eyes.

For many years, several people have been with friends, and they have long been indistinguishable from each other. Shunliu also saw the meaning of Fat San. Fat San is ten years older than him, I am afraid that he may not be able to wait until the next time.

"it is good!"

Shunliu nodded.

Fat San was about to walk towards the green curtain, but Chu Yan's voice came out:

"You know what kind of wine I have in my tavern. This time, it's up to you to choose!"

Fat Sanyi listened and nodded with a smile.

He and Shunliu have been partners for many years, one is cooking and the other is serving. After 50 years, he knows each other's affairs very well. He naturally knows what kind of wine is in this tavern.

Fat San walked to the rows of wine and chose a jar of wine.

When they walked to Li Qingzhe and Li Ziwen, they each poured a bowl.

"The two immortals of artistic conception, this wine is called a pro-wine, please taste it!"

Fat San has followed Chu Yan for fifty years, and his temperament is also different from that of the year.

As soon as these words came out, Li Ziwen and Li Qingzhe's eyes changed slightly.

Kiss!

Don't talk about the function of this wine, just listen to these words, it is suitable for two people.

The two stopped talking, and drank the wine in front of them in one go.

As soon as they drank this wine, the two of them were instantly in a trance, and a sense of drunkenness came to their hearts, and then, everything in front of them changed.

Dark night.

In a courtyard, there are corpses everywhere.

A dying boy was lying in front of the corpses of a middle-aged couple, his face full of endless sadness.

"Father and mother, the child is useless, and I have no power to avenge you in this life. If there is a monstrous hatred for lettuce, the child will definitely avenge you!"

With endless hatred, the boy died.

At the moment of his death, his soul collapsed and turned into a bright light and penetrated into the corpse.

This is because of the huge hatred, so that the soul cannot be reincarnated, the soul collapses and merges into the body, allowing the body to give birth to a spirit.

At this moment, an old man dressed in a gray robe happened to fly through the air, his eyes trembled and instantly fell down: "There is such a person who collapses his soul, and condenses his body with hatred and resentment. It is easy for such a body to become a corpse. Extremely, the old man will bring it back to the teacher's door!"

Immediately, the screen changes.

Master's lineage, in the hall.

"Your Highness, this is the son!"

The old man pointed to the sleeping corpse in front of him and said to the corpse above.

"The body of a corpse, this child not only has a corpse, but under such a broken soul, with a stubborn resentment, a spirit bone will be born, please come here!"

When the corpse saw the situation, the light in his eyes flickered, and he spoke immediately.

Soon, in the hall, light flickered, and between the torn void, a black hole emerged, and a figure walked out.

Its whole body is white bones, without the slightest flesh and blood.

It is the bones.

"Bone corpse and double spirit body!"

As soon as Gu Zun came out, he saw the young man on the ground in front of him, and his eyes showed surprise.

"This son collapsed his soul and turned into a body of two spirits, bones and corpses. His spirit bones are useless to me, you should take it away!"

Zun Zun opened his mouth with emotion in his eyes.

"This son's talent is unparalleled, you have never had a disciple, this time, are you going to pass it on to him?"

When Gu Zun heard this, he immediately laughed.

"Inheritance can be given, but I haven't finished the tenth mountain, but I'm going to cultivate you as one of my sons!"

The corpse opened his mouth, and then smiled slightly: "Old bone, you ask yourself that there is no disciple worthy of your inheritance, but now this child's spiritual bone can, so how can you thank me?"

"This matter, the old man owes you a favor. It is indeed a waste for this son to not cultivate into a holy son, but it is a pity that if his soul is not scattered, but the body of the soul, bone, and corpse, he can cultivate the ancient secret art. It's gone!"

Gu Zun sighed slightly, but then he said again: "It's okay, with this son, you and I are satisfied! Farewell!"

The corpse said: "Wait, this son needs a new name when he is reincarnated as a corpse. According to this son's memory, his real surname is Li, and his name is Li Qingwen. "

"This is also simple, you and I each take a word, I take the word, and he will be called Li Ziwen from now on!"

"In this way, I will clear the words, and he will be called Li Qingzhe from now on!"

...

Li Ziwen and Li Qingzhe, at this moment, their bodies were shaken, and they looked at each other with a bit of a wry smile in their eyes.

Although they had only thought of what happened back then, they had never seen it with their own eyes.

At this moment, it was a surprise.

This wine was brewed by Chu Yan, and Chu Yan could naturally see the pictures that the two of them saw when they were drunk.

"It turns out that the two of them are actually the same person!"

At this moment, Chu Yan finally fully understood.

The two didn't say a word, and immediately drank another bowl of wine each.

Then, they fell asleep again, and the picture emerged.

This time the picture is when the two grow up.

At the beginning of their growth, when they met, there was a sense of intimacy, but they inevitably fought and competed with each other.

Drink bowl after bowl of wine.

The eyes of the two became brighter and brighter, and they recalled everything in the past.

It even came when they realized that they must have a relationship with each other.

Finally, it is time to make this decision today.

Wine, empty!

The light in the eyes of the two of them flickered, so if they walked through the first half of their lives again, and the two looked at each other again, the sense of mutual sympathy that was originally from the heart would become stronger.

"Thank you!"

Finally, the two clasped fists.

"No delivery!"

Chu Yan's light words came out.

He understood the thoughts of Li Qingzhe and Li Ziwen. The two belonged to the same origin. Now they have reached the top of a bottle. Only when they are truly integrated and become one person, with the superposition of aptitudes, it is possible to go further in understanding. , to achieve a state of clarity.

It was also because I heard that Chu Yan's wine is so powerful, and I decided to try it after making a decision today.

Li Ziwen and Li Qingzhe left.

"This is of the same origin. This time, the good fortune I gave them is not big, but it has strengthened their hearts..."

After the green curtain, Chu Yan's eyes became more wise.

This is the first time someone who understands the state of mind has come.

In this way, many artistic conception comprehensions have begun to pay attention to the fate-seeking tavern.

After Hu Sen and the other party knew what Li Ziwen and Li Qingzhe expressed to Chu Yan, their hearts also changed.

Time flies, another twenty years have passed.

This is the seventieth year of Chuyan Bistro's opening.

In the past 20 years, the vicissitudes of life have changed, and many things have made people feel emotional.

Among them, Si Gong passed away first.

It is a pity for Si Gong, a generation of heroes, to leave like this.

Afterwards, Sigong's best friend and the master Crazy Blade, who has been with him for many years, could not escape the loss of time after all.

He also died.

The two were buried next to each other, which is the cemetery of all those who contributed to the city of Ping An.

Si Kuojing was devastated.

Now she is over seventy years old, and she is in tears.

Carbon Head is always with him, comforting him by his side.

Among the descendants of the two, many talents appeared.

Two of the grandsons are very outstanding, and have already inherited the positions of the Hall of Justice and the deputy of the Crazy Blade.

Some people leave, but life goes on!

The saddest thing.

It was Fat San who passed away.

He lived to be more than ninety years old, and he left without waiting for the fateful person for the third dish.

At the last moment of his life, while thanking Chu Yan, he grabbed Shunliu's hand tightly and said, "Shunliu, help me finish the third dish!"

Now, Shunliu is over ninety years old.

There are not a few years left in the time left for him. He is looking forward to, looking forward to a person who is destined to let him cook the third dish and fulfill Fat San's last wish.

There are not many old people who used to seek fate in the tavern, but most of their descendants come here.

"Brother Fat, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill your last wish!"

At this moment, there is sadness on the old face.

"Ghost Sword, come visit!"