The sun sets and the moon rises. When night falls, Huang Yucheng invites Wang Le, who has been staying in the bedroom.

"My friend Wang, come and try the home-cooked dishes I made." Huang Zheng took out the treasured old wine and greeted Wang Ledao with a smile.

At this time, looking at the faces of Huang Zheng and Huang Yucheng, the grandson, the conflict during the day seemed to have never happened.

Seeing this, Wang Le didn't know how the grandfather and grandson communicated, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, if it weren't for Wang Le, an outsider, that made Huang Yucheng think of becoming a monk, the daytime conflict would not have happened.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Le is happy to see the relationship between Huang Zheng and Huang Yucheng eased.

"Hey, here's a foodie, I can say I'm going to eat wherever I go."

Wang Le smiled and sat directly at the dining table without hesitation.

When Huang Zheng untied the sealing mud in the wine jar, a mellow smell of wine immediately penetrated into the noses of the three people present.

"Good wine!" Wang Le's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but shout.

Huang Zheng couldn't help laughing proudly and said, "This is the wine king among Tianxiang wines that have been stored in the cellar for 30 years. Not to mention this Bajiao Town, even if you go to the county town, you will definitely not be able to find a second altar."

At this time, Huang Yucheng did not forget to explain to Wang Le from the side, "Brother Wang, this Tianxiang wine is the most famous wine in our Hulao County. As long as it is Tianxiang wine that has been stored for more than ten years, it is often priceless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Zheng added with the help of the jar, "I saved the life of the head of the Chen family who brewed Tianxiang wine a few years ago. Among the thank-you gifts, there was the wine king who had been in the jar of Tianxiang wine for 30 years."

"Wine King?" Wang Le couldn't help asking, "Is it better or worse among the Tianxiang wines in the same batch?"

Huang Zheng nodded without hesitation and said, "Of course."

Then Huang Zheng patted the wine jar and poured wine into the bowl while explaining, "When wine is produced in the wine cellar, the essence that comes out first has the purest taste and is often called the wine king."

Speaking of this, Huang Zheng couldn't help but smile and said, "No matter how much you say, it's useless. You Xiaoyou Wang will understand after drinking a bowl."

Wang Le didn't say nonsense, smiled and nodded, then picked up the small bowl full of wine and drank it all without hesitation!

When the fragrant wine entered his throat that day, Wang Le could clearly feel the delicate and longness in it, which made people feel endless aftertaste.

Although Wang Le has drunk a lot of wine, and there are countless good wines, and his taste has long become slick, it has to be admitted that Tianxiang wine is indeed a rare good wine.

Then Wang Le picked up the chopsticks and picked up a large piece of smoked meat from the plate in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth and started eating.

"How is it?" Huang Zheng looked at Wang Le and asked.

Wang Le smiled and nodded in praise, "I never thought that I could drink such a good wine just after I arrived at Eternal Star. In addition, the dishes you cooked by Uncle Huang are even more delicious. I really enjoy the taste!"

Huang Zheng was very confident in his cooking skills, so he accepted the praise calmly, and then let Huang Yucheng fill Wang Le's wine bowl again.

After Wang Le greeted Huang Yucheng who had been standing, sitting down to eat and drink together, the three of them started to squeeze at the dining table.

During the meal, we even started chatting from all over the world, which gave Wang Le a preliminary understanding of the current Aolai Kingdom and even the mainland of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Of course, Huang Yucheng, who was full of curiosity, kept asking about the customs and customs of Emperor Burial, and from time to time Huang Zheng would also intervene and ask a question or two.

Half a day later, a jar of Tianxiang wine had already come to an end, and the three of them still hadn't had enough fun.

Wang Le said thoughtfully, "It seems that it is a luxury to go from Dongsheng Shenzhou to Middle-earth continent."

Huang Zheng nodded and said, "Although we ordinary people cannot cross the boundless Black Sea to the Middle Earth Continent, it does not mean that those high-ranking monks are not good."

"If Xiaoyou Wang has to go to Middle-earth continent, then he must find the monks living in the continent of Dongsheng Shenzhou."

Wang Le nodded and said, "That's right, it seems that we have to find the monks here as soon as possible!"

After a pause, Wang Le couldn't help asking, "Uncle Huang, how did Yucheng's father embark on the path of cultivation?"

Huang Yucheng's eyes lit up on the side, and he immediately looked at the grandfather, waiting for the other party's answer.

At this time, Huang Zheng did not hide it, and replied calmly, "The reason why Yucheng's father was able to become a monk was because he was attracted by a monk who was traveling abroad and brought him back to the sect."

"Even today, I don't know what the name of the sect that Yucheng's father joined."

"Even when he came back to visit me after he was successful in his cultivation, he never revealed a word."

Speaking of this, Huang Zheng couldn't help but shake his head with a sad face and said, "Once you embark on the road of cultivation, you will be a ruthless person!"

Following Huang Zheng, he said the wrong thing, and looked at Wang Le with a little embarrassedly and said, "My friend Wang must not be too careful, I am not talking about you."

Wang Le smiled dismissively and said, "Actually, Uncle Huang, you are right. Most of the time, we monks can only continue to live if they become ruthless."

"Otherwise, once you are merciful, you will often lose your life."

"Oh?" Huang Yucheng couldn't help but stare at Wang Le with wide eyes and asked, "Brother Wang, have you ever killed many people with ruthlessness?"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose and responded without comment. "If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend others; if someone offends me, I will offend others! So I only kill those who should be killed."

Although Wang Le said it vaguely, Huang Yucheng was not a fool, but on the contrary, he was very smart, so he immediately realized that this elder brother Wang must have killed a lot of people.

Huang Zheng, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at Wang Le deeply. Without asking more questions, he knew that the other party was a tough character.

After all, if you can cross the starry sky from the distant Burial Emperor Star to the Eternal Star, if you were a soft shrimp, you would have died on the road long ago, rather than still being alive.

Just when he was obviously silent, Wang Le sighed with a little disappointment and said, "It seems that for a moment, it is difficult to find a monk who has a head but no tail on this continent. He can only make a long-term plan."

At this moment, Huang Zheng suddenly said, "Although I don't know the sect that Yucheng's father joined, I can provide you with a clue to Xiaoyou Wang."

Wang Le was excited and looked at Huang Zheng in a deep voice, "I would like to ask you for advice from Uncle Huang!"

Huang Zheng didn't go around the corner, and replied directly, "As far as I know, the national master of Aolai is a monk!"

Then Huang Zheng changed his mind and said, "But the national teacher's cultivation is not easy to provoke. If you want to find this person, be careful!"

Wang Le smiled slightly, then replied firmly, "In order to go to Middle-earth continent as soon as possible, no matter whether he is a dragon or a snake, he will go there for a while!"
Chapter completed!