2371. Chapter 2371 Dream Wine
Chapter 2371 The wine of dreams
"As expected!" Mo Jintu suddenly realized and said: "It seems that the joy in the outside world is nothing more than this. I should consider going back."
"But! I still want to see if you can really invite me back!" Mo Jintu said again.
"So, I still need to inspect you!"
"This richest man, Mo Jintu, you have passed the test."
"But, I have other clones!"
"Go and fight them one by one! Haha~~~"
Mo Jintu laughed and then disappeared into the bright formation, leaving only a living ginseng beard.
Lin Yun closed the formation and grabbed the ginseng whisker.
"Xiao'er! We have succeeded in the first step."
The moment Lin Yun took the ginseng beard, the countless wealth belonging to Mo Jintu in Happy Valley turned into dust.
Seeing the gorgeous mansion where the beggar Mo Jintu once lived collapsed and turned into ruins, the people on the street were shocked.
Lin Yun and Qing Xiao walked towards their next target amid everyone's astonished gazes.
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Changleju!
The best restaurant in Happy Valley.
There are only drunken drinkers here, no sober practitioners.
Lin Yun and Qing Xiao walked in.
The moment you enter the door, the intertwined smells of various fine wines hit your face, almost making you intoxicated. It has been a dream for hundreds of millions of years.
There is a tall building outside, and an elegant peak inside. Under the old pines and trees, beside the clear springs and flowing rocks, there are drunken people sitting or lying everywhere.
Once you enter this place, you will truly be in a state of intoxication, with no worries from the world to entangle you anymore...
"Excuse me, sir, miss, what do you want to use here?"
The problem of a well-dressed man coming to pay respect is still a quasi-god emperor who has lived for tens of billions of years.
But here, I only deserve to be a servant serving tea and pouring wine.
However, it is also remarkable that someone can stay sober under the temptation of Changle Chuzhong's wine.
"Give us a hundred jars of your best wine!"
Lin Yun said, and Qing Xiao walked to a place on the waist of the peak where green pine trees covered blue rocks and sat down.
"Sir! Baitan?" The shop clerk's jaw dropped in shock.
"The best wine in my Changle residence is Menghunchun. One jar is one hundred square meters and is worth one million astral stones."
"Ordinary quasi-god emperors can get drunk after just one drink at most. You want so much, how can you drink it!"
"No problem! Bring it here, we can't drink it, please invite someone to drink it!" Lin Yun smiled and waved his hand, throwing over a Qiankun bag, which contained exactly 100 million astral stones.
Then he added: "For example, I can buy you a drink first!"
"Ah! Young Master! Do you want to treat me to a drink of Menghunchun?" the shop clerk was overjoyed.
Although he was running errands in this store, he had never touched a drop of Meng Hun Chun. At most, he could only smell the fragrance.
If he was rich and could afford to drink Menghunchun, why would he be a waiter here?
"Of course! But I need you to do something for me." Lin Yun said again.
The clerk was immediately disappointed. It must be extremely difficult to exchange for drinking Menghunchun.
Seeing the guy's disappointed expression, Lin Yun smiled lightly and said, "What I want you to do is very simple. I just want you to talk about your dream."
"As long as you talk enough, Meng Hun Chun will drink enough."
"That's it!...I really want to thank you, Master. I'll go get the wine right away. This time, I'm going to get drunk and sleep here for a billion years!"
The guy was so excited that as long as he could get drunk and get over it, everything else wouldn't matter.
The waiter went away with the money bag, and came back in a blink of an eye, carrying a hundred altars of Menghunchun and extremely exquisite drinking utensils made of ice jade.
Lin Yun made a jar. The wine inside was filled with mist and sticky like honey, and a very faint aroma of wine permeated from it.
As soon as they left the altar, the faint aroma of the wine suddenly became thicker and stronger, causing an oppressive rain and fog to cover the entire area.
The guy was already smacking his lips and there was a gurgling sound in his throat.
Lin Yun poured a glass of wine and handed it over.
"Please! Talk while you drink."
"Thank you, sir!" The waiter took the wine and swallowed it in one gulp, almost choking on tears.
Lin Yun filled it for him and smiled slightly: "Drink slowly! While drinking, you talk about your dreams, as if you have succeeded..."
"Thank you, sir!"
The man held the wine glass and no longer drank so hard, but savored it carefully and started talking.
"When I was a little monster, I was thinking about how to avoid being hunted by hunters and survive. My biggest dream was to kill that hateful hunter one day and avenge my parents and brothers... "
"Later I did it, but I found that my dream was far from satisfying me. I had a higher goal..."
The man was drinking wine and talking about his past dreams. Some of those dreams have been realized, and some will never be realized. But when he said it while drinking wine, it turned out to be a feeling of realization, a wonderful feeling...
Lin Yun and Qing Xiao did not go to drink, but they integrated the dreams of the waiters into the wine jar.
The wine in the altar became more mellow as dreams merged into it, and the rich flavor filled the air, sobering up the drunken people in Changle.
They came over one after another, begging Lin Yun and Qing Xiao to sell a glass of this dreamy wine that they had never drunk before.
Lin Yun and Qing Xiao did not refuse and poured wine to them directly. The same request was for them to tell about their dreams.
Things around them gradually became lively.
Everyone talked about their dreams. Although it was a little noisy, it did not affect each other.
Lin Yun and Qing Xiao have strong spirits. Even if millions of people are shouting in their ears at the same time, they can still extract the essence.
Therefore, no matter how many people are talking here, Lin Yun and Qing Xiao can put their most desired dreams into wine.
The wine that blends into dreams becomes more and more intoxicating. Some people just drink a few glasses and become drunk.
But even in the dream, I still kept mumbling, that is the most essential part of the dream.
Lin Yun and Qing Xiao even captured their dreams.
All blended into the wine.
The more you drink, the less wine you drink, and the more refined it becomes.
When there was only the last jar of wine left, except for Lin Yun and Qing Xiao, there was no one left awake in the middle of Changle.
Those people just smelled the aroma of the wine and immediately fell into their dreams and fell asleep.
Apart from the vague murmurs in the center of Changle, only the aroma of wine filled the air.
suddenly~~~
There was loud laughter from the top of the mountain.
"Haha~~~ You are really two interesting little guys with great skills."
"You are doing this because you want to destroy my dream!"
With loud laughter, a drunk man suddenly rushed out from among the ancient pines at the top of the mountain.
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