I am a living immortal.

Wei Shen didn't notice anything. He went to Wu Shufang with a few friends. It was not comfortable to walk in the south of the Yangtze River on a rainy day, especially at this time of year. Everyone along the street was holding an oil-paper umbrella in their hands to prevent sudden drizzle.

The rain from last night hasn't dried up yet, but the streets are already crowded with people setting up stalls and hawking their wares, while black-sailed boats are swaying in the river. A few scholars in brocade clothes are enjoying the scenery along the river, and it's obvious that they are not locals.

A few people walked around and entered the narrow paths that were like spider webs. If they were not familiar with the way, they would probably get lost in the winding alleys, but they were familiar with the way. After turning left and right, they suddenly saw a clear view in front of them.

After coming out of the alley, we soon arrived at a main road.

They soon found Wu Shufang, and there were already quite a few people in front of the door.

Wei Shen squeezed into the crowd and soon arrived at the bookshelf.

At this moment, several people had already dispersed. Wei Shen scanned the bookshelves one by one and quickly found the book he wanted. But when he wanted to reach out, his pupils suddenly dilated and his whole body spun around. When he came to his senses again, he was already standing outside the door of the bookstore, and in his hand was a book called "Ancient Ming Jing"?

The friend next to him laughed so hard that he fell backwards. He looked at the crooked handwriting in the book. It looked just like the scribbles of a three-year-old child who was just learning to write. But there was actually an entire book written with these scribbles. Moreover, they had just looked and couldn't find any similar book.

Come to think of it, it is strange that a book with such a strange name and illegible handwriting could appear in Wu Shufang.

Everyone teased, "Wei Shen, Wei Shen, we haven't seen you for a few days. Your taste has become so unique. It's even a unique copy."

Wei Shen could only smile awkwardly and shake his head. He couldn't say that he had no recollection of it at all. It wasn't because he was afraid of being laughed at, but because he was afraid that these seemingly unfocused friends would worry. After all, this looked like hysteria no matter how he looked at it.

This matter was quickly forgotten by his friends. They thought it was strange that Wei Shen bought an unknown book. It was not a big deal, and Wei Shen himself did not care much about it.

Seeing that it was almost noon, everyone said with a smile: "Let's go, since we are all here, why not go for a drink?"

“Go, go, go…” Everyone cheered.

Wei Shen was pushed towards the restaurant. The wine in the south of the Yangtze River is not as strong as that in the north. What he drinks is not wine, but the poetic and picturesque feelings of the literati. After all, it is a recognized fact that literati appreciate calligraphy and wine.

A group of people were preparing to go to a familiar restaurant, but Wei Shenxiang felt something. He looked behind him, but saw nothing unusual and didn't care. He left with the strange book in his hand.

In the direction Wei Shen had just looked, bubbles were gurgling in the river, and a black shadow disappeared into the river.

Wei Shen and his friends walked for a long time before they arrived at a restaurant. They came to this restaurant frequently and business was very good. But when they arrived today, they found a lot of people gathered at the door. Everyone looked curious about what had happened.

When they squeezed into the crowd, they found that the tables, chairs and benches on the first floor of the restaurant had been pushed over, and the delicious food and wine were spilled all over the floor. The shopkeeper stood aside with tears in his eyes. It was not that someone was causing trouble, but that someone was drunk. The drunkard was someone they knew, not only the whole Jiading Prefecture, but that person was familiar with. That person was the eldest son of the Wang family. He had fallen in love with Zheng Qingci, the second daughter of the Zheng family, at first sight and had an engagement with her. But no one expected that the unforeseen events would happen, and the young lady of the Zheng family actually died of illness.

This led to the eldest son of the Wang family, who was deeply in love, drinking to drown his sorrows every day. This happened more than once or twice.

Actually, if you ask me how much I loved her, I didn't love her at all. But when the love was at its peak, it came to an abrupt end. The devastation caused by the death of Bai Yueguang can be imagined. Now I have also gotten over this prince.

That's right, the second young lady of the Zheng family is the one in the desert. She put on a complete show, and this second young lady is also a ruthless person. Compared with being trapped in the fake mountains and fake waters to take care of her husband and children, she thinks it is better to go find the illusory dragon. So even if she likes this eldest young master, her love is nothing compared to the vast rivers and lakes.

This is what we see now.

Soon, a servant came over, paid compensation, and took the young master away. Before leaving, the young master of the Wang family was still shouting, "Don't stop me... I want to jump into this river... Don't stop me!!"

Those servants would not take his nonsense seriously. Without listening to what he said, they got on the carriage and fled. If they really wanted the young master to jump into the river, they would lose their heads first, not to mention whether the young master would be safe or not.

The farce is about to end.

Wei Shen looked around the restaurant and shook his head, feeling sorry. "I was planning to have a drink of Qianshan Muxue from Qianqinglou, but I didn't expect to encounter something like this. What a pity, what a pity."

Please ask what "Thousand Mountains and Dusk Snow" is? At this moment, a crisp voice came from the side. Wei Shen looked over and saw a young man leading a goat. He was wearing a long robe with wide sleeves and a hairpin in his hair. The wooden hairpin not only did not lose his style, but added a sense of elegance, giving people a feeling of being ordinary yet otherworldly.

Wei Shen cupped his hands and said, "Thousand Mountains Dusk Snow is the wine of Qianqing Tower, and it's also the most famous wine. As the saying goes, Thousand Mountains Dusk Snow mash, drink all the autumn valleys. In fact, this wine is best drunk during the hot summer, but my friend has a peculiar hobby. He likes to drink it iced in winter and boiled in summer. So I came here."

Su Mu cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for clearing up my confusion."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Then Wei Shen heard his friend calling out, "What are you still standing there for? Let's go to another restaurant."

"I'm coming." Wei Shen nodded to Su Mu, then passed by him and went to another restaurant with several of his friends.

Su Mu also withdrew his gaze. The scroll next to him suddenly said, "It's this smell, but not this person."

Su Mu nodded, as if he was still breathing the lingering breath of an unknown contact. As he spoke, he stepped into the restaurant. The first floor was still being cleaned up, but the second floor was intact. He wanted to taste the so-called Thousand Mountains Dusk Snow.

"Hey, hey, hey, you agreed to come with me to take down that daring human. You're going in the wrong direction!!" said the Mirage Dragon angrily.

Su Mu laughed and said, "Since we're here, how can we not try the famous wine here? Besides, there's no rush. I just heard that he's the Duke of Zheng now. How are you going to kill a Duke in such a prosperous dynasty? Be clear, I won't cover it up for you. You'd better think about how to escape the pursuit of human destiny, innate god."