The wizard was a little flustered and confused: "What does good-looking mean?"

Yun Zhongjun said: "Things were done beautifully, and everyone felt that Yun Zhongjun was really a good god, good at everything."

Yun Zhongjun just said it, but he seemed to feel that this request was a bit too much.

"It sounds like it's a bit difficult, so Yun Zhongjun is really not easy to be a god, so maybe let it go!"

The wizard was worried.

She was afraid that Mr. Yun Zhong would stop coming to the human world and go directly back to heaven, just like before.

"No, I will definitely be able to play the role of Lord Yun Zhong for Lord Shen, so that everyone will feel... that you... are good-looking!"

Yun Zhongjun nodded and said again.

"It's not easy to do, so if you encounter any problems, you can come to me."

"It's just that every time you ask me to do something, I will also ask you to do something for me."

At this time, the topic finally returned to the original one.

That is the purpose of the wizard's trip, regarding the "epidemic ghost".

"Let's start with this, the first thing you asked me to do."

The divine witch's thoughts were completely confused, and she did not dare to refuse Yun Zhongjun's request. Looking at her posture, she did not know when she turned into a kneeling posture again.

She said: "No need at all, I can do whatever you ask me to do, as long as you issue a decree."

Yun Zhongjun looked down the mountain: "There should be an echo before dawn."

Divine Witch: "Sir, are you talking about the epidemic ghost?"

Yun Zhongjun: "You mentioned the plague ghost. Since you want to get rid of it, you naturally have to first see what the plague ghost you mentioned is."

Wizard: "Do you want to see it in person?"

Yun Zhongjun: "No, I'm already on my way to see you."

The witch thought that it must be some kind of divine magic. Deep in her mind, she had already imagined the legendary image of the immortal standing on top of the clouds, with a pair of divine eyes shining through the nine heavens and ten earth.

And that little plague ghost is currently attached to the body of a mortal, anxiously avoiding the gaze of the God above the clouds.

It was still a long time before dawn.

The true appearance of the plague ghost causing trouble in the city has not yet been revealed, and everyone in the temple at the foot of the mountain is still waiting.

Yun Zhongjun, who had been sitting for a while, leaned against the tree again and said something.

"I want to drink."

The wizard immediately saluted Yun Zhongjun, stood up, and prepared to make arrangements.

"Lord God, I will offer the sacrificial wine immediately."

"It's just that the wine needs to be boiled. Please wait a moment, Lord God."

But Yun Zhongjun shook his head and said he didn't need it.

"You invited me to drink last time, but you didn't ask me to do anything."

"Then this time, I'll treat you!"

After saying that, Yun Zhongjun took down a jade pot from the peach tree like a magic trick.

The jade pot was fully illuminated in the moonlight, and the nectar inside was rippling on the slender neck of the pot. Even if you just looked through the pot, you could feel the clarity of the nectar and jade liquid.

And if you smell it carefully, there is a strong aroma of wine wafting in the wind.

Yun Zhongjun placed a cup in front of the shaman and a wine cup in front of himself. When he looked closely, the unworn stone skin on the jade cup turned into a red carp. It was truly a work of art.

The wizard saw the cup placed in front of him and said immediately.

"How can I drink such divine wine?"

The wizard saw Yun Zhongjun passing the wine bottle in front of him and said immediately.

"No, no, no, how can I ask you to pour me wine?"

Yun Zhongjun has already finished pouring the wine.

Yun Zhongjun took back the wine bottle and signaled, and now the wizard could not refuse.

She could only carefully pick up the wine glass, then turn her face to one side. After hesitating for a while, she carefully lifted off the mask and revealed her face.

She first sniffed the aroma of the wine with her nose. The aroma of wine was so strong that she felt a sense of drunkenness welling up in her heart even if she smelled it.

She thought to herself: "This is the real nectar, the wine drank by the gods."

The wizard held the wine glass and smelled it again and again, carefully.

Then he looked up and saw that when it was his turn, Yun Zhongjun poured a sip directly from the bottle into his mouth like an alcoholic. He opened his mouth wide and swallowed the sip.

Then, he poured a cup into the cup.

The divine witch looked at the extremely smooth and free posture of the other party. This cold-faced divine monarch actually had a casual attitude that transcended this era. The two did not feel harmonious, but they blended well into each other's body.

She saw no restraint in the other person, no human etiquette, no worldly respect.

At this moment, the wizard thought of something.

"cloud!"

Clouds can turn into cold snow or violent storms, but at their core they are free clouds in the sky.

This is Yunzhongjun.

The wizard smelled the wine again, then looked at the god opposite and said, "It's cold, let me heat it for you!"

Yun Zhongjun said: "This wine does not need to be boiled."

At this time, many wines had to be boiled in advance before they could be drunk, so there was a term for cooking wine.

The witch finally stopped talking and took a cautious sip.

It was obviously cold wine, but after drinking it, a stream of heat surged down the throat, and then quickly spread to the body.

In an instant, she felt a wave of excitement coming to her mind.

She felt like her body was swaying, as if she had reached an immortal state.

It wasn't until Yun Zhongjun poured her a second glass that Shen Wu came back to her senses, but she looked at the wine glass with a look of reluctance in her eyes.

She held the wine glass without moving, and her unmasked face showed what she was thinking.

Yun Zhongjun: "What's wrong?"

She explained: "I just think it's a pity to drink the nectar you brought like this. It's really a waste for me to drink it in one breath. I was just thinking about saving some and taking it with me. Maybe I can save people."

Woolen cloth!"

Yun Zhongjun: "Wine is wine, it is not medicine, and it cannot save people."

Wizard: "This is fine wine, the wine you brought down from heaven."

He did have a bottle of wine brought down from heaven, but he had finished it long ago, and the current wine was brewed recently in the underground palace.

Yun Zhongjun: "It can't be called a fine wine. I've finished drinking the wine I brought down from the sky. This is wine brewed by monkeys."

When the wizard heard that the wine was brewed by monkeys, a picture of a group of monkeys brewing wine in the forest suddenly appeared in his mind, which felt particularly magical.

Although it wasn't heavenly wine, in her opinion it was spiritual wine brewed by monkeys.

Yun Zhongjun: "Just like this water, it can neither cure diseases nor get rid of evil spirits. Water is just water."

Magical Witch: "Ah, can't this sacred water cure the plague brought by the plague ghost?"

Yun Zhongjun: "If you want to get drunk, drink alcohol, if you are thirsty, drink water, and if you are sick, take medicine. All things in this world are interdependent, and there is no magical water that can cure all diseases."

The wizard turned his head and looked at the waterfall and flowing spring.

The night is getting late and it's getting colder.

But the water vapor around her became thicker, the smoke was thick and the steam was steaming, and her face turned red from the alcohol.

In the quiet night and drinking with the gods, she felt drifting and in a trance, and her thoughts were a little misty.

She didn't say anything, but her expression showed: "What kind of water is this, and where does it come from?"

Yun Zhongjun told her: "There is an eternal burning fire under the Nine Earths. It can boil the water and draw out the water of the Earth Fire. When it reaches the ground, this is the scene you saw."

"But for people, this is..."

Divine Witch: "What is Divine Lord?"

Yun Zhongjun: "It is a spring of water that cleanses the body, not a panacea that is taken into the stomach."

The magic witch reacted quickly this time, but what reacted faster was her face. Her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she once again lost the composure she had forcibly maintained.

However, because she had just drank wine, her face was originally very red. Although the original red color on her cheeks suddenly faded away, it was still difficult to tell the difference without looking carefully.

But Yun Zhongjun still noticed it, because he saw that the red color on the wizard's face spread all the way to his fair and slender neck. The color of the red reflected through the skin was pink, just like the red printed by falling peach blossoms.

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To be continued...