Chapter 617 Life is short

Looking at Simajin's pretentious and interesting posture, An Bochen felt great pity. He stroked Simajin's jade back, picked it up, and was about to tear off the mask on his face and enter the house.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hoofs came from afar.

An Bochen was helpless. In Sima Jin's half teasing and half joking eyes, he turned around and raised his eyes.

I saw the dust and smoke rolling in the sky, but a team of about 500 Tianma knights was about to pass by.

"Stop it, Xiao Anzi, there is a door-to-door business again. In front of Yinyang Mountain, a pot of good wine will be given another dream for 300 years.

Simajin smiled and jumped lightly from An Bochen's arms and turned into the kitchen.

An Bochen wiped his bib, took out a pile of grass from his pocket, and sprinkled his backhand. In an instant, the grass rose in the wind and turned into passers-by with different expressions.

"Boss, are there any immortals?"

A probe horse flew from the dust and smoke from the sky, arched his hand to An Bochen, and asked angrily.

People dare not be too rude, because in this era, no one can be sure whether it is real mortals who set up a stall to sell wine in a remote place, or those immortals and demons who are extremely bored but like to disguise themselves as mortals. This Yinyang Mountain is not an ordinary mountain. It is located at the junction of Dongzhou and Nanzhou. In ancient times, it was a must-have place for soldiers. It was not until recent years that it gradually became a wasteland. Even so, pedestrians, passers-by and deerers often choose the path on the boundary of Yin and Yang Mountain.

"Yes, there is. But do you take it for yourself, or for your friends, or for the enemy?

An Bochen rubbed the cloth pocket with his hand and asked.

"Spend money to buy wine for the enemy to drink? Is the boss joking? The knight flying in the air was stunned and then asked with a smile.

"In my small wine shop, there is wine for myself to drink, and there is also wine for friends to drink, but more wine to buy for the enemy. The wine I drink is fragrant and mellow, and the taste is not warm. The wine that my friend drinks is sweet and spicy. After drinking a bowl, my friend will last for a lifetime. The wine for the enemy should be full of **, but it can't be seen through. In this way, the enemy can drink it to fall into you. This general, do you dare to ask if this is the truth? An Bochen also said with a smile.

"There is so much knowledge in the wine. The boss is really wonderful." I don't know whether he was moved by what An Bochen said, or because of An Bochen's "handsome". The knight laughed and said, "I've heard the reputation of the bitter short wine shop on the mountainside of Yin and Yang for a long time. Today, it really lives up to its reputation."

"Giggle... If the general praises him again, his tail will rise to the sky. With a delicate smile, Simajin walked out of the kitchen in an orange skirt.

As soon as she appeared, she let the knight look straight.

Simajin has removed the makeup of the previous "ugly mother-in-law" and restored 40% of her true face. Although it is only 40%, it is enough to fascinate any normal man in the world. To deal with the talented old man Wuyage, he naturally uses his old and ugly appearance so that he will not be suspicious. However, these soldiers who have been fighting abroad all year round need a little beauty to keep them.

"Marshal, although my restaurant looks small, it is enough to accommodate 100,000 cavalry to drink. I think the marshal and your men are running around and tired. Why don't you rest in the shop and drink a few bowls of immortals? An Bochen said to the knight with a smile.

When the knight heard the words, the old man under the helmet blushed and waved his hand repeatedly and said, "You two are laughing. I'm just a scout, and I can't deserve the title of a general. The boss and the boss's wife wait for a moment, and I'll go and ask the general for instructions.

After saying that, the knight hurriedly turned around and flew to the sky.

"This should be a scout sent by a certain force from Nanzhou to Dongzhou. It's just a scout. The leader is the six heavens, and the most secondary one is the fairyland. It seems that there is a great force behind them. Simajin said.

"Just through them, we can see whether the current world pattern is the same as the original history." An Bochen said.

"If Lv Feng really comes, half a year will be enough to make a name for himself with his skills." Simajin then said, "If there is his news, it means that the order of the history of heaven and earth is not as strong as you think. It is impossible to self-correct and erase those who tamper with history. If Lv Fengqi does not exist, there are two possibilities. One is that Lv Fengqi did not come to ancient times, and the other is that he has been erased by the historical order of heaven and earth... With his example, we need to be careful when we act.

"He shouldn't be so miserable." An Bochen exhaled a breath, looked at the heavy dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky, and said.

When he was young, the dust and smoke in the sky fell and turned into dark clouds lingering about ten feet above the Yin and Yang Mountain. A black-headed general came out of the clouds. As soon as his eyes fell on An Bochen and Simajin, he frowned.

"Yinyang Mountain, life is a short shop. I've heard for a long time that two people in the store are strangers and have great skills. I didn't expect that both of them are real immortals, disrespectful and disrespectful." The leading scout general travels from north to south, is well-informed, and naturally has a good eye.

"Life is short, have fun in time, get drunk for a long time, it's better than dying on the battlefield." An Bochen said to the scout leader with a smile.

An Bochen and Sima Jin opened this wine shop in the world of Yinyang Mountain. They are named after life is short. They are famous for thousands of miles for their 300-year-old dreams. There are even many smart monks who come to beg for wine. Most of them were deceived into the secret world of dream art by An Bochen and Sima Jin and took their memories.

What the boss said is true. Everyone has their own aspirations and lives. The free days of the boss are envious of us, but they can't last long. With that, the leader of the ward's voice changed: "Now the cave owners of the 30,000-li demon mountain in Dongzhou are gathering troops to prepare to fight against our southern continent, and the two continents in the northwest have been in war for a long time and can't extricate themselves. According to my master's estimation, in less than ten years, this yin and yang mountain world will once again become a must-have place for soldiers.

After a pause, the chief of the scout looked deeply at An Bochen and said with deep meaning, "With the ability of sir and my wife, I only sell tea and wine in this restaurant. Although it is chic, I can't really get away from the world. In a few months, there will be a demon king from the east waiting to take advantage of the Yinyang Mountain boundary to inquire about the enemy situation in Nanzhou. If the boss has the intention to keep you from living in the Yinyang Mountain world, if you don't contact a family more and communicate with each other.

The words of the horting leader made it clear that An Bochen and Simajin also serve his master and became the eyes and ears of other forces in the Yinyang Mountain.

An Bochen pretended not to be aware of it. He waved his hand and said, "I can only understand half of the wine sellers mentioned by the general. Come on, the general will take the brothers to sit down first. Life is short, and you can drink it immediately.

How can An Bochen's change be seen through by a six-fold sky? The general glanced at the winers who had changed from the end of the grass, and then looked at the old man in Tianyage who was sleeping. His eyes stopped for a moment, and then he immediately fell back to An Bochen: "Life is short. It's time to drink. The boss has said so, so I'm not polite."

After saying that, the scout leader waved a flag at the sky, and the knights fell one after another. Sima greeted the little beejin warmly and added wine to them.

The wind and clouds are light in Yinyang Mountain, and a spring of clear water is around the store.

The leader waited for a bowl of wine under his belly. Looking around, he saw a long and tortuous stream flowing, surrounding the wine shop and making a crisp sound when he hit the creek.

"The boss really chooses a place to open a shop."

The scout leader said, subconsciously frowning, but he didn't remember seeing this stream when he came.

"Is this stream familiar?" An Bochen sat on a bluestone in the stream, crossed his legs casually, looked at the scout leader, and asked with a smile.

"I really didn't remember if you didn't tell me." The leader put down the wine bowl and stared at the stream for a long time. Then he slowly got up and walked to the bank of the stream: "Isn't this the furnace stream in front of my house in Beizhou?"

"I think so." An Bochen smiled and waved to the scout leader: "Life is short, and it is hard to pick up in the morning and evening. Since you have returned to the place where you played when you were a child, it's better to come down and take a boat to regain your old memories.

Under the guidance of An Bochen, the scout leader stepped into the stream step by step, got on the boat in the stream, and drove downstream along the stream.

"Every time I see you lying in your dream, I always feel very interesting... Your tone is like a magic stick.

I don't know when Simajin appeared beside An Bochen, looked at the distant figure of the scout leader and said with a smile.

"My dreams have always been true, so I won't lie to them." An Bochen shrugged his shoulders. He stretched out his right hand. A lot of water splashed in his palm when the scout leader went away. There were strange pictures rolling in the beads, but it was the memory of the leader.

After creating Zhou Tianmeng, An Bochen wants to capture a person's memory. He no longer needs a soul to enter the other party's dream, nor does he need to sacrifice thunder beads and directly put the dream art, so that the other party can enter the dream he created.

Life is short, a dream for 300 years.

With An Bochen's current cultivation, he can extend 300 years in his dream.

This scout leader is less than 300 years old. An Bochen only needs to let him dream once to harvest all his memories.

As for letting them drink a bowl of immortals before arranging their dreams, it's not that there is something fishy in the wine, but that they find an excuse to fall asleep after they wake up from their dreams.

Zhou Tianmengshu is An Bochen's strongest Taoist method, just like the shooting skill is An Bochen's strongest martial arts. Compared with the domineering martial arts, An Bochen's Zhou Tianmeng is silent. He can often fall into a dream when others are not aware of it, including the true immortals. As for Xuanxian, An Bochen has not tried it yet. And if you want to dream, unless An Bochen solves it with his own hands, he can only sink the rest of his life in a dream.

Walking by the dream stream with Simajin, An Bochen received the memory of the scout leader while looking for useful information from it, such as the current pattern of heaven and earth, and the clues of whether Lv Fengqi exists.