Grasping Evil

“I dare ask you, what is wine? ”

“The word for wine, the water of the hour. It is the tenth of the land, the west, the autumn, the ripening season of rice. Grain brewing water, called wine! ”

“This is the word of the Book. It doesn't rain. I want to hear the voice of the man. ”

“The intoxicating thing is alcohol. The beauty, the wealth, the fame, the lilo, but what is not wine when it is intoxicating? ”

“Ask the son, what is drunk? ”

“Dead from alcohol, drunk, born from alcohol, awake! Between waking up and being drunk, there is the intention of life and death...”

…

The scene of the endless sea liquor of the year appeared a little in Ningfan's mind.

Is the rainy day the same person as the rainy day? If so, why the smell is different, there is also a difference in the sky!

In those days, it was not raining, but it was only a shattered repair, and only a distraction came to the lower realm, and now...

Without rain in front of us, the cultivation is the culmination of the fifth heist in Vancouver!

The Peak Immortal King!

If it didn't rain in that year, I'd rather see what my heart thinks. If it didn't rain today, I wouldn't be able to do it. The art of plagiarism doesn't work at all...

It's not that Fanfan is not enough, but this rain-free body has a near-horrible suction that seems to swallow all the thoughts and divinity that fool her...

“When I talked to you about the still rain of alcohol, I stayed in the Nantian Witchcraft Split, the Nantian Xutai family, for a long branch of my family, I secretly sent the Witchcraft Split out to play, the middle elders did not know, so don't tell anyone about this, okay? ”

Seems to see Ningfan's confusion, Xintai did not rain to explain proactively.

“Witchcraft?” Ningfan slightly flashed.

“Yes, it's a witch trick. If I don't send a little guy to play in secret, I'll die of boredom. As you may not imagine, I haven't stepped out of my house in three million years… good thing you scared the elders out of my house, so I took the opportunity to play. ”

“Scared your elders?” Ningfan is another one.

“My family, in the South, is here, but not in my hometown...” Xintai sighed without rain.

Nan!

Ning Fan had a slight gaze and had many doubts in his heart, but after the word "Nan" was not rained out, he understood everything.

This woman came after herself for the sake of the South!

If this woman is the same person who was not raining, she will surely know her details! Is this woman here to poke through her identity as a Rainworld Brother? But it is not impossible to speak for oneself about being from the rainfall world...

Just...

For some reason, I'd rather have the weird feeling that everything was exposed in front of this woman than in the cunning eyes of Shang Yaotai.

And if this woman is really malicious, she won't be here alone. Those old Southern monsters won't have mercy on him...

“You followed me for seven days, but you didn't show up. Don't you think so? Just trying to scare me...” Ning Fan suddenly had a strange guess.

“No wonder I want you to break up Grandpa San's quasi-sanctional status, scare my grandfathers enough, scare the southern tribe into big enemies. Oh, I scared you too." It's an ancient overhaul, but Zhao Jian... Sister almost believed it. How about this? On the seventh day, Prince Ning was so scared... ”

Without raining down the glass, Xintai smiled with great elegance and sophistication, giving a feeling of belly darkness. Just like running around the starry sky chased by Ningfan is such an interesting thing...

Ningfan felt speechless.

On the seventh day, he also said that a mighty man had targeted himself. Although he was not afraid, he was also extremely careful, such as the great enemy...

Turns out, it's just a prank for this woman!

That's why she bluffed him for seven days. Does this woman find it funny? The world of belly darkness is incomprehensible.

The other thing is to make Ningfan faint. Ying Tai Mi Yu called herself her sister, which reminded Ning Fan of Luo Yi by accident.

That woman, too, likes to live with her sister. I don't know where that woman is now, is she going back to the North? After all, the North is her home...

“Son Ning, did you think of any other woman?” Lai Tai did not rain meant a deep smile in his mouth.

“... hmm.” Although I didn't deny it, I turned to think of another woman and asked, "When Qiuqiu Qiu rose, it was the witchcraft of the girl. Now Suqiu is good, can she adapt to the life of Zifu Academic Palace? ”

This time, In-soo Qiu was asked.

“Sister is doing well. According to the information received from the sorcerer, she is now practicing fiction to...”

And when the sound of the rain was not heard, he said,

“Forget it, you haven't answered me. Do you want a drink from my hometown? ”

“Hometown wine...”

Ningfan nodded, poured himself a glass, tasted the taste, slightly stunned.

It's not wine... it's fresh water!

But it's not just fresh water...

Without a special flavour, without a little spirituality, even wine is not counted, but somehow, drinking this glass of fresh water, Ningfan's heart is directly calming.

I'd rather have a drink, then a second, then a third... Three cups later, he closed his eyes slowly. At this moment, he seems to have forgotten the killing seven days ago, forgotten the blood sea that he had visited over the years, forgotten the blade light sword shadow white bone road, forgotten to repair himself, repair the real river and lake...

He seems to have regained his sense of being a human being, remembering when he was a young man, stepping on the dirt to collect medicine... remembering his hometown of Haining, remembering that there was a river there, that river water seemed to taste just like this...

He seems to think of Vietnam again. He remembers the snow in Seven Mei City. This wine of fresh water, as if it were that boiled snow...

No, no, it's not really fresh water...

Water is made into wine, and it is a transformation.

When wine is made into water, it is retroactive.

This is not fresh water, but... water made of wine. If you want to match it with wine, it's sake!

“Good wine. ”

Ning Fan slowly opened his eyes and gave a pertinent review.

This cry was not loud, but attracted the attention of many of the monks in the wine restaurant. These lower order monks gathered in the wine restaurant, naturally many of them are good wine generations. As soon as you listen to the wine, you should naturally pay attention to one or two. Unfortunately, they were destined to be disappointed, and when they swept past it, they found that Ningfan's glass was filled not with wine but with water.

“Is this man stupid? You drink water, you say it's good wine, you have a brain problem? This isn't even wine! ”

“Forget about it, let me tell you, my millennial-old cactus is really good wine. ”

“Bullshit, compared to my 3,000 year old jade, your cactus is not drunk shit! ”

“My heavenly and earth red...”

“My purple john...”

The debate suddenly pressed Ningfan's previous call down. And a few old drunkards who were good at it laughed drunkenly at the table and took it as a laugh when they misunderstood water as an embarrassment. Of course, these drunkards just smile a few words, continue drinking their own wine, and ignore the whiteness of this liquor channel.

While it was not raining, it closed its eyes in silence, making it difficult to conceal the vibration of its heart.

Although she gave it to Ningfan, she did not expect Ningfan to understand it. After all, to date, no Dongtian Brother has ever understood the beauty of fresh water.

She doesn't even understand herself...

Ning Fan understands...

The shadow of the elder brother appeared in front of Xintai without rain. Day after day, he stood at the Xintai ferry and looked in the direction of the vain road. From dawn, to sunset, to everlasting nights, from Suchun, to Silent Autumn, to Long Winter...

I'll never forget the lonely look on my brother's face when he sips fresh water in his mouth.

Unforgettable, big brother touched his little brain melon and told himself a vague story in a canary tone...

“My name is Chao Fan, I'm a fool, but I'm not...”

“I'm not looking at the blues, I'm waiting for a meeting with a butterfly. It's not the Nine Butterflies, it's... the once small self. ”

“... it is the home of butterflies. Here the monks are gods of butterflies. Only because of the birth of nine butterflies in the sky, the lonely butterflies are countless. All the world knows is that only the nine butterflies in the sky have flown out of the sky, and if the butterflies in the sky, they will fly out of grey smoke... It is rare to know that there was once a butterfly in the sky, flying out of the sky... On that day, the ancient sword lord entered the sky, and there was a daring butterfly, hiding in the sword lord * *..."

“... it is not powerful, it is ordinary, but it is this ordinary, into the eyes of Zidou Immortal Emperor, from the shadow, saw a first line of life, so extrajudicial Kai An, promised the suffering of the ancient sword lord, gave the butterfly a second life...”

“... at the time of entering the dream world, it was the Fan Butterfly, the turn of the world, it was still the Fan Butterfly, Zidou Immortal Emperor did not help the butterfly too much, afraid to damage the shadow of the butterfly, the only time to intervene, it was just to connect the cause and effect of the messy Ancient Emperor with the butterfly... unfortunately, that hope was still too remote, before the battle of Zidou Immortal Emperor, did not have any hope for the butterfly, but placed high hopes on the ancient Ten Spirits... unfortunately, Ancient Ten Spirits failed the expectations of Zidou Immortal Emperor, and failed the trust of billions of Zidou Immortal Repair...”

“… there is an old saying that a butterfly inciting wings is enough to change a turn… The butterfly comes from mediocre origins, no ancient bloodlines, no tribal support, and if it is not harsh, there is no future. No one would have thought that the path chosen by the butterfly would be one that no one would dare to try! If he does not die, he will one day return to the path of the heavens, and I must wait for it to be complete! ”

I don't understand, I don't understand why you have to wait for a butterfly.

I don't understand, I don't understand why Big Brother likes to drink this sake...

Lai Tai did not see the benefits of this sake, all she ever knew was that if it was a big brother's favorite, it would be good… Today, I just want to share it with Ningfan's acquaintance.

But Fan knows...

“The prince is a man who understands wine. If we meet again today, let it not rain again. I dare you to ask him, what is wine? ”

For the first time, Qiantai did not rain to ask about the liquor canal, preferring to return to life and death, true or false, cause or effect, but this time it was different.

The question remains the same, but it is no longer the same.

It's just the sake...

She remembered a scene in the middle of nowhere, she remembered Big Brother, wanted to understand what Big Brother loved to drink fresh water and wine, wanted to understand the person she never understood... there was sadness in her eyes, bitterness, and more thought.

Heavenly Thoughts is unforgettable...

Ning Fan frowned slightly. For some reason, he was not used to seeing the rain in Taiwan. The last time, too. For this woman, he did not feel like Zhao Huier, like looking at his nephew's offspring. It's a... strange sentiment of elders who care about their younger generations, a strange feeling of... familiarity with them for countless years.

However, Ningfan is quite certain that he has only seen this platform twice in his life, so that the feeling of great familiarity can only be explained by illusions.

“The girl asked, but this sake? ”

“You know exactly what I want to ask.” Xintai's grief without rain diminished slightly and nodded.

“The girl first gave me a drink of fresh water, then asked the question, and Ning could naturally guess one or two. ”

I preferred the smell of fresh water and wine. For some reason, I thought of the old man's fishing scene. After he was silent, he said,

“The last time I saw life and death, truth and falsehood, cause and effect, a round, this time I saw a full...”

Ningfan moved away the bottle glass, stretched out his finger, and drew a circle on the table with a slight glow.

“I will draw the next circle, and there will be a pen, and the starting point of the circle will be the end of the circle, and this is the end of the circle, and it will be full. ”

“From water to wine, it's sublimation, from wine to water, it's retroactive. It's retroactive, just out of the beginning, a week later, back to the beginning. Though it is still at the beginning, the circle is complete, so this sake can no longer be regarded as fresh water, because it is satisfactory, it is extraordinary. ”

“Life and death are a complete circle, from life to death, from death to life, so far back and forth. ”

“True and False, is a complete, from seeing if it is true, to seeing if it is true. After this circle, the path of True and False will be complete. ”

“Cause and effect are equally satisfactory. Today people are fishing, he is fishing for me every year, cause-and-effect circulation, but it is also round. ”

“You look at the Shizuku star, why it is round, you look at the sun and moon, why it is round, you look at the human eye, why it is round, you look at this vast star sky, where there is no circle... all beings in this world are pursuing its fulfilment. The edges of the pebble will be rounded by the tide, the temper of the teenager will be rounded by the world, this circle is the path recognized by heaven, the home of all living beings in the world, but there are exceptions...”

“In this world, there is also a kind of monk who does not grind his own edges. His duty is tender, and he wants to show it! If the heavens blame the circle, he will turn the other way! It is also to go back from the beginning to the end, just... he prefers to kowtow and bleed in the circle, but also to keep his edges, his sharp exposures, to compete with the will of the day... not to be irrevocable, just uncompromising, because that edge, that is his way, is more important than his life.” The ancient language had clouds, and the heavens and the earth were full of circles, but the world had forgotten that there was still a way to go.

Tianyuan Place... Big brother, in that year, seems to have said similar words...

Xintai looked at Ningfan without rain. For a moment, there was an illusion. It seemed to go back to the endless years before, as if to return to the Path of the Sky, to return to Xintai Wai, to the day and night when the sky was blue and not raining.

She remembered that day when Brother Zhanfan stood at the intersection and sighed for a long time, saying that this sake was the best to drink when she wanted to go home. It could be the world's first wine.

However, it cannot be called the first wine underground…

On that day, she promised to make him the first wine in the basement, but only laughed at him for a while.

“Son Ning, do you think this sake can be the first wine in the world?” Suddenly Qiantai asked without rain.

“The world's first wine… When I drink this wine, I actually feel at home, such as when I am young, this wine can also be the world's first wine.” Ningfan replied.

“Prince Naning thinks this wine can be the first wine underground...”

“The first wine underground? ”

Ning Fan, this is the first time he has heard such a noun.

But no wonder, there's a world, there's an underground. What's wrong with that? The world is yang, the underground is yin, and the circle is recognized by the heavens. This sake is satisfactory and deserves to be the first wine in the world. However, if you want to be the first wine in the underground, you cannot ask for it to be round, but must be square, spicy, and must not be plain...

“This is not enough to be called the first wine underground.” Ningfan replied.

“If the son is going to make the first wine underground, how is he going to make it...” asked Xintai without rain.

At this moment, she had some anticipation that if she knew how to make it, would she be able to do what she promised her elder brother and make it?

Even if... Big brother is no longer here...

“If I go to brew..." I'd rather think of my father and think of the scene of his blood brewing, that spicy thing I haven't forgotten yet.

“If I were to make the first wine underground, I would still make the wine in a satisfactory way, but I would add to the wine the blood and bones that I had slaughtered all the way, as a corner in the wine. To make wine from bone blood, you can be drunk with blood and meat, and you can be the first wine in the basement! ”

Practicing alcohol is supposed to be spicy, it's supposed to be... the way to go!

If the circle is Yang, the circle is Yin, until Yin...

It was obviously about wine, but it seemed that Ningfan had a great understanding, as if at this moment, he had made his way clear.

Extinction and practice, this road is impenetrable... it means that this road exists, but it has been blocked.

“One word on this side… Mo is just the way to practice that God wants to block! ”

The rest of us are practicing, practicing... on the ground!

Together, Ningfan's gaze at Nandu Star River suddenly changed!