Chapter 201: Drinking in Life

"Brother Ye, what's in the cloth bag hanging on your gourd? What kind of seasoning is it? Why is this rabbit meat so delicious?" Xiang Chen took half of the rabbit meat and tasted it. He only felt that the meat was smooth and tender, and there was an indescivable taste, which made his index finger move. He had not eaten meat for a long time. This is the first time to enter the world of Xiuzhen. He used to eat meat several times when he was at home, but now he has tasted this rabbit. The meat seemed to be the best I could eat. Thinking of the black sand-like things poured out of the cloth bag before Ye Wuqing, and the seasonings put in the meat made by my mother when I was a child, I couldn't help asking curiously.

"Are you talking about seasoning?" Ye Wuqing obviously didn't understand what the seasoning Xiang Chen referred to, but when he saw Xiang Chen's question, he still responded, "That's a kind of Qianlingxiang crystal I found in the Demon Realm. The powder can be used as food seasoning, and it tastes very delicious, so I brought some with me when I came out. To be honest, Brother Xiang, although I don't have to eat anymore. , but it is unique to food. Although the spirit rabbit in Zhongzhou tastes delicious, it is a little worse than the golden snake in the demon realm. If you have a chance, you must invite Brother Xiang to try it!"

"Snake meat? Can I eat that?" Xiang Chen was chewing a piece of rabbit meat. After listening to Ye Wuqing's words, he was suddenly stunned, but he instantly thought that Ye Wuqing was originally a person in the demon realm, and there was nothing to care about, so he shook his head and smiled bitterly. He had been very good terms with Ye Wuqing for half a day, so he no longer treated him as a monk in the demon realm in his subconscious.

"What can't be eaten, Brother Xiang, I dare to promise you that as long as you taste it, you can't wait to eat it every day. Haha, come on, this is the forging wine I brought from the Demon Realm. It's brewed by myself, which is very beneficial to physical cultivation. Brother, try it!" Ye Wuqing was shocked when he saw Xiang Chen and couldn't help laughing. Then he opened the small gourd and sealed it, and a strong aroma of wine came out. Ye Wuqing put it in his mouth and took a few sips, and then pushed the exquisite gourd and handed it to Xiang Chen.

"Forging wine? And such a benefit?" Xiang Chen looked at the gourd and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. You know, when he was still in the secular world, his father Xiang Fu also liked drinking, but he didn't like wine, just because Xiang Chen always beat and scolded his mother after seeing Xiang Fu drinking when he was young, but later entered the world of cultivation and saw that many monks had the habit of drinking. I'm used to it. I don't know that monks like what's in the cup.

In particular, Xiang Chen thought that when he went to Xuanjianzong with Master Jingyue, he saw Elder Xuanzhi with a big gourd hanging around his waist, so at this time, he heard Ye ruthlessly saying that the wine he brewed had the benefits of forging the body. Then he realized that he looked at the exquisite gourd, reached out and took it, put it on his nose and smelled it. He only felt a stream. The strong aroma of wine came. The aroma of wine was different from that of ordinary wine, with an inexplicable taste. Curiously, Xiang Chen put the mouth of the gourd on his lips and took a sip.

"Hum..." Xiang Chen only felt a warm current flowing down his throat, and then swam quickly between his chest and abdomen. Although there was a faint spicy atmosphere, there was also a feeling that he had never been seen before. He didn't say whether it was good or bad, but he felt that the feeling was very wonderful. He took another sip, and then began to taste it carefully. Taste it.

"Is Brother Xiang drinking for the first time?" Ye Wuqing saw Xiang Chen's appearance and couldn't help shaking his head gently. With a slight smile on his cold face, he grabbed half of his rabbit and ate it. He ate quickly, but the oil stains were bounced away by an invisible force when it was about to drip on him and fell to one side.

"Let Brother Ye laugh!" Xiang Chen handed back the gourd back. When he handed it over, he shook it and found that although the gourd was small, he didn't know why there was a lot of wine in it. Obviously, it was the same principle as the storage bag, which surprised him. After Ye ruthlessly took the wine gourd, Xiang Chen tore off the rabbit leg in his hand and ate it. Maybe it was a drink. Because of some wine, he always felt a little hot, and his heart was more like a fire. The energy of wine was swimming to his limbs and bones, and was absorbed by his body, which seemed to really play a role.

At present, the two sat on the top of Qianren Mountain, eating and chatting while blowing the night wind. During this period, Xiang Chen drank some wine under the ruthless persuasion of the night and gradually felt the benefits of the wine. However, when he noticed that his head was a little dizzy, he knew that he was drunk. You know that he had no alcohol, and the wine was brewed ruthlessly at night, but It was extremely strong, and he did not deliberately eliminate the wine, so that when half of the rabbit finished eating, he was almost drunk.

Xiang Chen shook his head and looked at the ruthless night on the other side of the bonfire. He found that the ruthless figure of the night was a little illusory. He couldn't help shaking his head. Knowing that this was not good, he operated the true element in his body and wrapped the wine in his body. After a long time, his head gradually regained to clarity.

At this time, the night was ruthless, leaning against a big tree on the edge of the cliff behind him, facing the sky. His face turned red with the fire. He took a sip of the gourd from time to time. Xiang Chen also stood up and cleaned up the rabbit bones and the rabbit hair that had been peeled before into a pile, and then hit a real element to burn it, and then sat down until Ye Wu On the side of love, although he was full of wine and food, somehow, he began to miss the family that he did not miss much as never before. Perhaps in his heart, there was more reluctance and nostalgia for his childhood.

The moon gradually rose, and the stars in the sky flashed, and the night sky was also reflected mysteriously. From time to time, a soft wind blew on the top of the mountain, sweeping their cheeks. For a moment, Xiang Chen suddenly became a little crazy. Once upon a time, he liked to sit at the door and look at the night sky. At that time, he looked at those twinkling stars. Will be happy. Mother told herself that every star represents a person. Some are bright and some are dim. Xiang Chen will always point to the brightest one and say to his mother, and point to the other one to say that it is his father.

Xiang Chen's heart is full of sadness, and his memories are still the same, but now he is separated from his mother, and he has also left his hometown and came to another world. Everything here is different from his previous life. However, how he wants to be an ordinary person with the company of his parents, but, But how difficult it is. Xiang Chen thought of this and touched the jade ornament hanging in his neck. When he touched it, there was a faint airflow. It seemed that his mother was saying something to him. Dimly, Xiang Chen seemed to hear his mother whisper in his ear. Slowly, Xiang Chen's eyes began to turn red, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

"Brother Ye laughed. This is the only relic my mother left me. She passed away when I was very young. If she was still alive, she would be very happy to see me today!" When Xiang Chen came to his senses, he saw Ye Wuqing beside him looking at himself with a somewhat complicated expression, quickly wiped his eyes, and then smiled at Ye Wuqing with some embarrassment.

Ye Wuqing nodded and stopped talking. He just handed over the exquisite gourd in his hand. Seeing this, Xiang Chen took over the gourd and drank a lot in one breath. As a result, he coughed out gently, and tears were even more in his eyes. At this moment, in front of Ye Wuqing, he did not shy away at all and put his head. He fell on his knees and cried bitterly, releasing all the thoughts for his mother over the years and the oppression of his desperate cultivation to resurrect his mother.

The night slowly deepened, and the sound of some animals gradually came from the top of the mountain, and the wind around it also changed from soft to fierce. However, they were not afraid of their cultivation, and their sight was not affected by the night sky. Xiang Chen was much better after crying out his depression. He leaned against the tree and left and right with the night ruthlessly chatted, and would be bored. The unhappiness of childhood has been said. For so many years, only in front of Xiao Yunhan and Ye Wuqing can he really open his mind. In the chat, Xiang Chen learned that Ye Wuqing is an orphan and has been brought up by Warcraft since childhood. Only then did he know that he is much luckier than Ye Wuqing. At least, he knows that his biological father and biological mother have passed. Some happy times, although very short, are very beautiful.