Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 100 Grape Wine Luminous Cup

Bailu Village.

Villagers are searching for the missing woman.

Fan Shiyi has told the villagers that she was the one who killed the lake monster, and also told them the truth about the lake monster.

The lake monsters are Lu San and his son. They picked up the demon seed, so they can transform and become stronger. For the sake of women, the two killed several men in the village, making it impossible for people to leave Bailu Village.

"I didn't expect that the lake monster turned out to be the village chief and his son."

"The village chief was usually very nice and even gave us fish to eat, but I didn't expect him to be such a beast in human form."

"Yes, the men who died were those who usually had conflicts with the Lu family father and son."

"These two hypocritical father and son usually use fish to buy people's hearts."

"No wonder we can't catch any fish. They can definitely catch fish as long as they try to catch them. It turns out they can control the schools of fish."

The villagers began to denounce Lu San and his son. They didn't believe it at first, but when they thought about how the father and son always caught fish, it was very strange.

Several widows in the village were crying silently. Their husbands were all killed by the lake monster.

Life is very difficult for a woman with a child, and Lu Ying helped them to hook up with these widows.

They didn't expect that their men were also killed by Lu Ying, and they actually slept with the murderer who killed their men.

Several widows cried for unknown reasons, and the villagers thought they were crying for their husbands.

Zhou Ping sighed, he knew why these widows were crying.

"Mr. Fan, can you find my mother?" Bai Liang's eyes were full of hope.

Now everything is clear. The men who died in the village were all against Lu Ying. The missing women were kidnapped by Lu San and his son. As for why they kidnapped them, it is obvious.

There were eight women abducted from the village, four girls and four widows.

Fan Shiyi nodded: "Let's look for it together."

She splashed ink to draw hundreds of kittens. Fan Shiyi wanted the kittens to search together with the villagers.

Bai Liang was extremely grateful and pulled Bai Ling to bow again and again.

Immediately afterwards, the villagers and the kittens began to search all over the mountains for the missing women.

Zhou Ping just sighed slightly. He absorbed the memories of Lu San and Lu Ying and knew that Lu Ying had killed several women according to Lu San's request.

Lu Ying had already thrown several women into the lake to feed the fish.

The villagers couldn't find anyone at all.

"What's wrong?" Fan Shiyi asked.

Zhou Ping said: "Most of these women were murdered."

Fan Shiyi nodded. She also felt that these women had little chance of survival. "It would be better if we could leave one alive to ask questions."

Zhou Ping didn't say anything. Although no one was left alive, his memories were still there.

Zhou Ping found an opportunity to use the magic seed to devour the memories of Lu San and Lu Ying, and learned the whole story.

Lu San is the village chief, and his family has been village chiefs for generations.

Although there are two families, the Bailu family and the Lu family, with similar populations, the Lu family has always been able to hold the position of village chief of Bailu Village.

This is all thanks to the Lu family's family motto.

The Lu family has a family motto: pass it down to sons but not daughters, and pass it down to the older generation to supplement the younger generation.

Only children who are designated as the heirs to the patriarch will be taught this family motto.

The family motto is: a beast in human form.

Since he was a child, Lu San's father taught him how to be a good person in public and how to harm others behind their backs.

The resources in this world are limited. If there is a predator, the descendants of noble people will not be able to survive and will be extinct long ago.

Only by being a villain everywhere and constantly harming the interests of others can you live a good enough life.

It is precisely thanks to this group training that the Lu family has always held the position of village chief.

Until that day, a ball of black, transformable liquid suddenly fell from the sky.

This mass of liquid took over Lu San's body.

The liquid is a demon seed, and it is a demon seed that has not recognized its master. It was originally on the Demon Lord, but it fell from the Demon Lord after he was killed.

After Lu San obtained the magic seed, he developed the function of the magic seed and could use it to control the fish in the water.

Lu San was extremely dark-hearted, he liked girls, especially those who were about to blossom. But he had the desire but not the courage to do anything to girls.

In this respect, Lu San is not as good as his son Lu Ying.

Lu Ying likes widows and even dares to attack widows in the village.

After being able to control the school of fish, Lu San told this secret to Lu Ying.

The ambitions of both father and son grew as their strength grew.

Later, in order to get what they wanted, the two men killed several men in the village and robbed several women.

Later, Bai Liang and his sister went out to seek help in order to avenge their father.

Lu San had the chance to kill Bai Liang and his sister, but he couldn't bear to do it. Bai Ling was a village beauty, and he wanted to wait for a while until Bai Ling grew up before destroying her.

As for Lu Ying.

Lu Ying doesn't like young girls but prefers middle-aged women, especially those who have given birth to children.

Lu Ying's mother didn't like him, to be exact, she hated him.

When Lu Ying's mother was young, she liked Bai Liang's father, but Lu San found an opportunity to rape her, so she had to marry Lu San.

Therefore, Lu San's mother did not like both father and son, and she showed little care and concern for Lu Ying since childhood.

This also led to Lu Ying not liking young girls and liking middle-aged women.

There were two widows in the village, but neither widow liked Lu Ying.

So Lu Ying killed a lot of men, causing the number of widows in the village to increase.

There were always a few widows who gave themselves to him because of financial difficulties, while those who did not give themselves to him were captured by Lu Ying.

Zhou Ping was also filled with sorrow when he saw the memories of the two.

The villagers and the cats turned Bailu Village upside down. They found a secret room behind the ancestral hall and searched for the clothes of the abducted woman, but they did not find the missing woman.

Disappointed, Bai Liang finally came to beg Fan Shiyi: "Master Fan, please have mercy and help us again."

Bai Liang still had hope in his heart, he felt his mother was still alive.

Fan Shiyi sighed. She knew that these women were definitely in danger because she had already tried her best.

"Zhou Ping, ask the ghost bride to help look for it." Fan Shiyi said, "The ghost bride can go deep underground, to places we can't reach."

Hearing Fan Shiyi's words, Bai Liang quickly turned to Zhou Ping and said, "Master Zhou, no, Brother Zhou, please help me."

Zhou Ping sighed and looked at Fan Shiyi with some resentment: It’s not good to give people hope like this. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Fan Shiyi sighed and said nothing.

"Brother Zhou, please help us." Bai Ling had tears in her eyes and looked pitiful.

Zhou Ping did not speak again, but released the ghost baby, but did not let the ghost bride go to find it. Because he knew where the missing women were. Lu Ying had already fed several women to the fish. The missing women were dead, but Zhou Ping could find their bones.

After a while, the ghost baby fished out several corpses from the lake.

At first, the villagers were as hopeful as Bai Liang, but the moment they saw the corpses, they became nervous.

"This is my mother's bones. I remember she said she had broken her arm when she was a child."

"This is the remains of my daughter. Her little finger is deformed and bent."

Family members claimed the remains of their family members one after another.

Bai Liang also saw a skeleton and recognized it as his mother.

"Mom." Bai Liang and Bai Ling lay on their mother's corpse and cried.

into the night.

Bonfires were lit in Bailu Village.

Although some families have lost someone, some people are happy because no one has died.

"Master Fan is truly brave."

"That's right, that's right. I thought Bailu Village would be ruled by monsters in the future."

"The lake monster made such a big noise at the time that it shook the earth and mountains. Who would have thought that Master Fan could actually defeat the monster?"

The villagers were grateful to Fan Shiyi and sent several elders to accompany him. As for Zhou Ping, he was not able to sit in the main seat because of his status as a bodyguard.

Fan Shiyi found it boring. He couldn't have a conversation with them, so he left the old men and came to Zhou Ping.

"Zhou Ping, write a poem for me." Fan Shiyi waved his hand, and a wine pot and two wine glasses appeared in front of him.

Fan Shiyi poured some wine for Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping drank it in one gulp without hesitation.

"Zhou Ping, you are so honored. Apart from pouring wine for beautiful women, no other man can accompany Fan Shiyi to pour wine for her personally." Xiaoqing stretched her head out, bit the spout of the pot and started drinking.

Zhou Ping was slightly stunned, not knowing what to say. The wine he had just drunk warmed his body but was not strong.

"Good wine." Zhou Ping couldn't help but praise. Although he didn't know much about wine, he knew that what Fan Shiyi drank must be good stuff.

"This wine comes from the Western Regions. It is made from grapes and the process is extremely complex."

"And this pot of wine in my hand is the best of the best. Just one pot of wine is worth a hundred taels of silver."

"And this wine cup is made of spiritual jade from Kunlun Mountain. It costs one thousand taels per cup, and it can glow even at night."

Fan Shiyi talked about the origin of his wine and wine glass.

Several elders of Bailu Village were amazed and couldn't help wanting a cup. However, they were elders after all, while Fan Shiyi and Zhou Ping were younger, so they couldn't say anything and could only watch.

Zhou Ping stared at the wine and the glass thoughtfully.

Fan Shiyi's eyes lit up: "How is it? Do you have any poems?"

Zhou Ping stared at the wine and the glass for a long time.

Fan Shiyi was very excited, she felt that Zhou Ping must have a good poem.

"Where did you get this wine and cup?" Zhou Ping suddenly asked.

The corner of Fan Shiyi's mouth twitched slightly. She thought Zhou Ping was thinking about poetry after staring at her for a long time, but she didn't expect that he was asking where the wine came from.

In fact, Zhou Ping had this question a long time ago. He always saw Fan Shiyi taking out food and drinks with just a wave of his hand.

"This thing is called Storage Jade. After it recognizes its master, it can store things the size of a room." Fan Shiyi stretched out his hand, and a piece of jade that seemed to be there and not there appeared in front of him.

The moment he saw the jade, the first thing Zhou Ping thought of was the escort panel.

When the Demon Lord wanted to take over his body, the panel appeared and smashed the Demon Lord's soul.

The panel was a piece of simple jade, exactly the same quality as the fingernail-sized storage jade in Fan Shiyi's hand.

Zhou Ping had never heard of the storage jade, so he asked, "What is this? Can you tell me more about it?"

Fan Shiyi was a little unhappy: "If I have a poem, I can tell you about it. If not, forget it."

Zhou Ping hurriedly said: "There is poetry, there is poetry!"

Fan Shiyi became even more unhappy. She thought Zhou Ping was going to write a random doggerel to fool her.

"If it was a doggerel, I wouldn't say so much." Fan Shiyi reminded again.

On this side, Zhou Ping was ready to "recite poems". He could not compose poems, but he could copy them.

Just now when Fan Shiyi introduced wine and luminous cups, Zhou Ping's memory seemed to be awakened, and he immediately thought of a game of poetry.

"Fine grape wine in a luminescent cup." Zhou Ping chanted.

Fan Shiyi's mouth twitched slightly. This half sentence of poetry was too plain. Are you really going to write a doggerel to trick me?
She had given up hope on Zhou Ping's poem, but after Zhou Ping finished reciting the poem, she would still tell him about the storage jade.

"When I want to drink, the pipa music urges me to drink." Zhou Ping recited the second sentence.

Fan Shiyi was a little dazed. She lowered her voice and said, "Fine grape wine in a luminous cup. The pipa music is urging me to drink."

There have been countless wars between the Wei Dynasty and the Western Regions since ancient times, with both victories and defeats.

But regardless of victory or defeat, countless officers, soldiers and generals were killed or wounded.

These two lines of poetry immediately gave Fan Shiyi a strong sense of immersion and picture. She thought she was on the battlefield.

"Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield. How many men have ever returned from the battles in history?" Zhou Ping recited the last two sentences.

Fan Shiyi was overwhelmed, and then looked at Zhou Ping. Just a few rounds of poetry made people seem to see the bloody scenes of frontier soldiers on the battlefield.

"The luminous cup of wine and wine, if you want to drink the pipa, please remind me immediately."

"Don't laugh, Lord, who is lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times."

"Good poetry, good poetry."

Fan Shiyi was so happy that she spilled the wine on Zhou Ping. She was very excited because she knew she couldn't write such a poem.

Anyone who can write this kind of poem must be a veteran of battles.

But how could Zhou Ping, a small bodyguard, write such a good poem?
Zhou Ping originally wanted to wipe the wine off his hands, but when he thought that this little bit of wine was worth several miles of silver, he licked the wine off his hands and put it into his mouth.

But right after doing this, Zhou Ping felt a little regretful. Isn't this equivalent to an indirect kiss?
She had drunk that glass of wine from Fan Shiyi.

"Forget it, forget it. It's not clean. I won't get sick if I drink it." Zhou Ping comforted himself.

On the other side, Fan Shiyi was so immersed in Zhou Ping's poems that she couldn't extricate herself. She seemed to be at the frontier and felt as if she had killed so many people.

He was covered in wounds, and there were countless dead soldiers around him, and those who were not dead were also mutilated.

Even so, the broken flag of the Wei Dynasty was still stuck in the sand.

"Good poem, good poem." Fan Shiyi scratched her head. She had a strong personality and would not allow others to write better poems than hers.

No, my poems are definitely better than this, but I am not as good as you in writing poems about battlefields. I am good at writing obscene poems and songs. Fan Shiyi comforted himself that Zhou Ping's poems were not in the same direction as his own, so there was no difference between good and bad.

"Zhou Ping, you have never been to the frontier, so how did you write such a poem?" Fan Shiyi asked excitedly.

Zhou Ping scratched his head, he must not reveal his identity as a time traveler: "I was just imagining things."

This casual remark made Fan Shiyi feel a little uneasy. Was it just a random thought? How many scholars have thought about it day and night and tried their best to write a good poem, but they just can't write it.

You just imagined it, right?
Fan Shiyi looked at Zhou Ping: Could it be that this kid is really good at studying?
(End of this chapter)