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Chapter 150 1 Dream, Decadent Qinghe

The Qinghe in the dream was not the ragged little boy of eight or nine years old, nor was he the teenager who dared to go into the underworld alone to save Qingying's soul. He was also different from the scarred face he had after his eyeballs were destroyed.

At this moment, Qinghe had a face full of stubble and was sitting dejectedly on the ground. There was no light in his only remaining eye, as if his life had been taken away by someone.

He held the jar of wine and drank recklessly. Even if the wine spilled on his face and flowed into his clothes, it did not cause him the slightest ripple.

Bai Fuling frowned as she watched. Even though they were separated by dreams and time and space, she could still smell the strong smell of alcohol on him.

What happened to him? Could it be that Qingying was in trouble again?

Suddenly, the scene in front of me changed.

Bai Fuling saw Qinghe sitting under a willow tree. Under the willow tree there was a stone table. Next to the stone table was a circle of stones, and Qinghe was sitting on one of the stones.

Is this the willow tree in Qingniu Village?

He wants to drink a dream wine?

Bai Fuling's heart beat faster, and she felt like something was about to burst out. She immediately widened her eyes and stared at Qinghe, as if she was afraid of missing something extraordinary.

Sure enough, the next second Qinghe made a hand gesture and then patted the stone table with his hand. After a slight tremor, a jar of wine and an empty bowl emerged from the stone table.

Qinghe threw away the empty bowl and picked up the jar of wine and poured it into his mouth. In less than a minute, the whole jar of wine was drunk. He also threw the empty jar aside and smashed it to pieces.

As the wine jar was smashed, an old man with white hair and beard suddenly appeared under the willow tree. He stamped his feet and pointed at Qinghe with trembling fingers to accuse him.

"You're wasting God's gifts! You're wasting God's gifts! You little bastard, you actually smashed all my wine jars! I agreed to make wine for you, but I didn't agree to you destroying my things! You have to compensate me, you must compensate me!"

The old man became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and finally he took action. He grabbed Qinghe's collar and slapped her a few times. Qinghe probably found him annoying, so she raised her hand and slapped her in the face.

Bai Fuling grimaced as she watched. Qinghe was a guy who really didn't know how to respect the elderly and love the young. He even beat an old man.

Qinghe didn't hold back when she slapped the old man, and he flew more than ten meters away. The old man covered his swollen face with his hands, with some anger in his eyes, but also a lot of disbelief.

"You actually hit me! I'm a wine fairy, and you actually dared to hit me! I did a lot of research and brewed wine especially for you, hoping that it would remind you of the happiest thing in your life, and you actually dared to hit me!"

The old man felt more and more aggrieved as he spoke, his eyes turned red and he was almost crying. Bai Fuling wanted to give him a hug when she saw this.

After being dragged by the old man, Qinghe was now lying on the ground. He had obviously fallen asleep, sleeping more soundly than anyone else. Even though the old man was throwing a tantrum and rolling around, he did not move at all.

The old man complained for a long time and realized that it was useless to argue with a drunkard, but he was still angry, so he stepped on Qinghe a few times and ran away.

And he ran very fast, as if he was running for his life.

This action left Bai Fuling stunned.

The old man was not a person who would suffer any loss, and he had never been wronged at all, so she took back her sympathy for the old man.

Also, why did the old man run so fast? Was he afraid that Qing He would wake up from his dying dream and kick him again?

Although this old man's hair and beard were all white, his hands and feet were nimble and he ran as if he had a motor built into his body, which made Bai Fuling very curious about his identity.

Wine Immortal? Is there such a person in the world of immortal cultivation?

Even if there is such a person, he was from ten thousand years ago. Never mind, let’s just care about Qinghe first.

But Qinghe was drunk and was dreaming at the moment.

Bai Fuling had no choice but to sit aside and wait.

This wait lasted for an hour.

Qinghe woke up, but the smell of alcohol was still strong. Bai Fuling always felt that he would fall down in the next second, but she was disappointed because Qinghe was very normal whether he stood up or walked.

The first thing Qinghe did after waking up was to find the wine fairy.

The wine fairy had fallen asleep by now. He probably drank some wine before falling asleep, his face was flushed, and he occasionally smacked his lips and mumbled something.

The right side of the Drunken Immortal's face was still swollen, which showed how ruthlessly Qinghe had attacked him.

However, Qinghe did not feel the slightest bit of guilt, nor did he show any kindness to the old man. He just slapped the red face a few times, and when he saw that the man did not wake up, he simply grabbed the man by the neck and threw him into the water tank.

The drunkard was sobered up by the sudden gulp of water he drank. He struggled to get up, only to find himself in a water jar, shaking with anger.

"You little bastard! Are you going to kill me?" The wine fairy climbed out of the jar cursing.

"Make me some wine. I want the same as last night." Qinghe said with a cold face.

Qing He's actions made Bai Fuling stunned. He beat the guy up and still raised his demands with such confidence. He was really a big shot!

I thought the drunkard would be angry and would complain a lot, but when he heard Qinghe's words, his eyes lit up and he ran over excitedly.

"You mean my wine is ready?"

Qinghe didn't say anything, but she agreed.

The old man suddenly danced with excitement, and finally Qinghe threw him into a water tank to soak him, and he calmed down.

The wine fairy said that he had run out of materials for making wine, and the jars that contained wine were smashed by Qinghe. He had to ask Qinghe to get them all before he could start. After that, he did not forget to remind Qinghe to help him deal with a few people.

Only then did Bai Fuling realize that Qinghe had made a deal with him.

This wine recipe was bought by Qinghe at an underground auction house. Qinghe was responsible for all the materials and utensils required for making wine, and he also had to help the wine fairy deal with some of the people who came to seek revenge.

In other words, Qinghe spent money, effort, and even sent people just to have a drink of wine.

It's true that he is a sister complex! Bai Fuling sighed at Qinghe's persistence. Just because Qingying liked that day, he wanted to replicate that day.

He was even willing to spend so much effort just to replicate that day.

You know, the wine fairy has tried the wine-making equipment and methods more than 200 times, and the cost is all borne by Qinghe.

Qinghe went out without saying a word in response to the wine fairy's request, and when he came back he brought back the utensils and materials for making wine.

While the wine fairy was brewing wine, Qinghe went out to help him deal with a few people.

The wine is completely brewed when we come back.

"This wine can only make you dream at most. You can't be so dependent on it! Young people should look forward and do practical things. You can't keep living a life of drunkenness and dreams like this." After Qinghe got drunk for the fiftieth time, the wine fairy couldn't help but persuade him.

Qinghe ignored him and just kept getting drunk and doing things every day. Until one day, Qinghe restored his dream and made his dream really appear in reality.

He used puppetry to perfectly replicate his dream, but such a scene could only appear for twelve hours before being shattered because there was no energy supply.

Then Qinghe dug up the willow tree. In order to make the willow tree provide energy for the dream, he fed it with a lot of natural treasures, almost emptying his family's assets.

"You said you couldn't find a tree, but you insisted on digging up the tree in my house! There are so many good things here, but you don't want to give them to me! You actually fed them to a tree!" The wine fairy cried and wailed, thinking that Qinghe was wasting resources from heaven.

But the Drunken Immortal had no idea that Qinghe dug up the tree in his house because he fed all the bad wine he brewed to this tree. So this tree exuded the aroma of wine from head to toe and was the best material for supplying energy.

Sure enough, with Qinghe's operation, the scene in his dream could be maintained and extended indefinitely.

But this did not meet Qinghe's expectations, because he did not want his dream to extend arbitrarily, he only wanted the dream to stay in the present twelve hours, so he found the space stone again and used time travel.

Bai Fuling didn't understand. What about Qingying? Didn't she care about her brother's mischief?

Did something happen to Qingying? But isn't she a zombie? What else could have happened?

But when she thought of the ice coffin in the storage bag, Bai Fuling was uncertain again. If she was not mistaken, the ice coffin was empty now.

Oh, that’s not right. Although there are no fireflies inside, there are many cocoons, so it’s not empty.