svetikya Chapter 223 A'Zhu's Dream of a Wasteland
Chapter 223 A'Zhu's Dream of a Wasteland
Once the misunderstanding was cleared up, the four of them got along much better.
Azhu cooked a few side dishes.
Abi played the zither and invited Gu Qianbei to listen.
Although Gu Qianbei wasn't a music connoisseur, he could still appreciate good music, and he clapped repeatedly, praising it highly.
As I said before, Murong Fu doesn't deserve such good maids.
"I've heard that Young Master Gu's wine is the best in the world. I wonder if I would have the honor of tasting it?"
Abi asked curiously.
Many of her uncles and aunts were fond of drinking, so she naturally had a good understanding of it as well.
A'Zhu and Wang Yuyan also recognized Gu Qianbei upon hearing this.
The person known as the world's greatest brewer must have some skill.
Gu Qianbei smiled faintly and said, "Of course we have good wine."
But this wine of mine is quite magical; after drinking it, it's like a fleeting dream.
Those destined to see their future will witness their destiny; those not will only find solace in drunkenness. Do you dare to try?
Upon hearing this, the three women became even more curious.
What kind of wine can have the legendary effect of a dream of wealth and glory?
Mr. Gu's words made me even more curious.
Why don't I give it a try first?
Unable to suppress her curiosity, Azhu immediately volunteered.
"There is nothing wrong with that."
Gu Qianbei waved his right hand, and a golden light flashed, causing a golden wine cup to materialize out of thin air.
This move shocked the three women without exception.
"Condensing matter with internal force? Even a grandmaster would find that difficult."
What kind of martial art is this? I've never seen it mentioned in any manuals before!
Wang Yuyan exclaimed in surprise.
"This is the Golden Light Mantra, a Taoist martial art. There are so many martial arts in the world, how could your Mantuo Manor possibly collect them all?"
As Gu Qianbei spoke, he took out the Cangguang Gourd and poured out the Dream of Yellow Millet.
In an instant, the aroma of wine wafted out, filling the nostrils of the three women and intoxicating them.
"The wine smells wonderful; it's a fragrance I've never smelled before."
Azhu's face lit up with joy, and she immediately picked up her wine cup and savored it carefully.
"Good wine! It's truly good wine. It has a rich aroma of grains!"
And it has a wonderful taste that I have never experienced before.
This wine is amazing!
"Young Master Gu truly deserves to be called the world's number one winemaker!"
Azhu praised him repeatedly, and then drowsiness washed over her.
"So sleepy... After drinking this wine, I'll really start dreaming!"
Azhu's voice grew softer and softer, and then she fell asleep in Abi's arms.
"Sister Azhu!"
Abi was taken aback when she saw this.
This alcohol is way too strong!
Is this wine legitimate?
Abi and Wang Yuyan both looked at Gu Qianbei, but Gu Qianbei just smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss Azhu is fine. She's dreaming."
She'll wake up in the time it takes to eat a millet porridge.
Abi and Wang Yuyan were both skeptical but also very much looking forward to it.
Could it be that a dream of wealth and glory truly exists in this world?
At this moment, A'Zhu was indeed in a dream.
The story begins with a high-ranking monk bringing along a simple-minded noble scholar.
One thing after another happened, and everything felt so real.
Until she saw someone.
Qiao Feng of the North!
That chivalrous hero of the martial arts world, who was on par with his young master.
But the moment A'Zhu saw the other person, she suddenly realized that her young master seemed to be no match for him at all.
In terms of both martial arts skills and demeanor, they are far inferior.
That was a true hero, a chivalrous knight!
However, that Xingzilin Gathering completely plunged this hero into the abyss.
After a hasty farewell, she could only watch as his disheveled yet heroic figure disappeared into the depths of the forest.
Just after Qiao Feng left, the Beggars' Sect disciples in Xingzilin fell into the trap of Yipintang and were all captured, including Qiao Feng and his group.
On the way to being captured, just as they were in despair, the figure struck again in the rain.
Qiao Feng only needed to make a slight move to defeat all the Yipintang masters escorting them.
She was moved.
But it was just a fleeting encounter.
They met again at Shaolin Temple.
She tried to steal the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic) but was severely injured by the Shaolin monks.
Qiao Feng rescued her and used his internal energy to save her life. He then risked his own safety to take her to Juxian Manor to find Doctor Xue, begging him to save her life.
At that time, Qiao Feng was falsely accused of murdering his adoptive parents and his mentor, and was already an enemy of the martial arts world.
But for her life, he was still fearless and stepped into Juxian Manor.
Watching Qiao Feng fight inside the manor, A'Zhu knew that she would never forget him.
This love began as a seed in the apricot grove and blossomed fully at Juxianzhuang.
A'Zhu knew she had fallen completely in love with this chivalrous hero, a love that surpassed everything else in her life.
She had never lived so passionately.
Later, they got together and went on a journey to find out about their origins.
Following the clues, they found the ringleader who had caused all the tragedy.
But she discovered that the other person was her father, whom she had never met before.
Beside him were his mother and sister, whom he had never seen before.
All of this happened so suddenly and so dramatically.
In the end, she chose to disguise herself as her father and keep her appointment with Qiao Feng.
She wanted to use her death to resolve the feud between Qiao Feng and her father.
In this way, she fulfilled her filial duty and repaid Qiao Feng's kindness.
When the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms imprinted on her body, she felt both relief and reluctance.
She felt relieved that she no longer had to choose between her father and her lover, but she also felt reluctant to die just as she had found true love and family.
Heaven has really been unfair to her.
She could vaguely hear Qiao Feng's heartbroken voice.
She seemed to see Qiao Feng kneeling in anguish before her tombstone after her death.
At that moment, she suddenly regretted it.
She seems to have done something stupid.
What made her even more certain that it was a foolish thing to do was that Qiao Feng discovered they had been deceived by Kang Min.
Duan Zhengchun was not the leader at all.
Her tragic death became a joke.
Everything was caused by the riddle-maker.
If either side had spoken properly, things wouldn't have ended up like this.
Azhu smiled.
She laughed, saying that fate was truly cruel.
Tears involuntarily streamed down my face.
In the Fragrant Pavilion, A'Zhu awoke.
She looked at the three people in front of her with some confusion.
"Sister Azhu, you're awake? What did you dream about? You were crying."
Abi asked curiously.
Azhu did not answer immediately.
Her mind was a bit of a mess.
It was as if a whole bunch of memories suddenly flooded my mind.
She remembered.
She had only drunk one glass of Gu Qianbei's wine.
This wine is just too magical.
It was as if she had just lived her entire life.
Was it all just a dream?
A'Zhu looked at Gu Qianbei and slowly spoke.
"Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly, and the butterfly dreamed of being Zhuang Zhou. It seemed real, yet it was also an illusion."
Gu Qianbei smiled slightly and became the riddle solver.
A'Zhu seemed to understand something, and finally revealed a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Gu. Perhaps this is fate giving me a second chance."