"Drive away the plague demon! Drive away the plague demon!"

When Xu Milu went out, the long street was already bustling with people. Many children wearing blue-faced, fanged ghost masks were playing on the street, followed by their parents. There was also an old man dressed as a big ghost walking slowly with a cane. The shouts of vendors, the noise, and the calls of street vendors were all mixed together, making it extremely lively.

"Shopkeeper, how much is your Tusu wine? Do you have any other wines for me?"

Xu Milu was very interested in the "Tusu wine" being sold by street vendors and couldn't help but ask the price. The vendor was also particular; the bamboo tubes used for boiling the wine were all newly made. When he was selling it, he would use a spoon to scoop out the wine, and the bamboo tube would be filled with just the right amount of wine.

The vendor, noticing that Mo Xuan, a handsome man with a cold and aloof demeanor, was standing next to her, unleashed a torrent of auspicious words:

"My lady, are you well? Exorcising evil spirits and warding off all illnesses, my Tusu wine is made with the finest medicinal herbs. Drinking it will surely cure both of your ailments! I also have pepper and cypress wine, which can exorcise evil spirits, detoxify, and prolong life! They're all only one coin a tube, a great deal. My lady, why don't you try some?"

As the vendor spoke, he glanced at Mo Xuan, who, upon hearing the words "prolong life," immediately had his eyes light up.

"Excellent! Excellent! I never imagined the mortal realm could be so full of hidden talents! Even the roadside stalls are selling elixirs that can prolong life. I wonder which bodhisattva or deity you are, in human form, here to bless all living beings! I must take some of this longevity-promoting elixir back to my father. Quickly, wrap it up for me—"

The vendor paused in his pouring of wine, looking at him as if he were a fool.

Where did this idiot come from? He actually believed the sales pitches. If it really could prolong life, would he still be selling wine here?

Xu Milu silently took a step to the side:

"I don't know him. Shopkeeper, please give me a tube of Tusu wine and a tube of Jiaobai wine."

Now I finally understand why Prince Moang said this guy was easy to fool.

He has the face of a domineering ancient scholar, but inside he's a husky.

It's embarrassing to bring it out like that!

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Tusu wine is made by grinding medicinal herbs into powder and adding them to the wine. Xu Milu took a sip and found it bitter and spicy, as if her throat was on fire. She could only taste cinnamon and ginger slices when she tasted it carefully.

As for the pepper and cypress wine, it was equally unpalatable, but it had a refreshing pine and cypress aroma, making it much easier to drink than the Tusu wine.

Xu Milu took two sips of wine, feeling a burning sensation in her throat. She couldn't help but exhale a few more breaths. Suddenly, a pretty young woman appeared beside her, smiling at her and holding a large, rosy peach.

"Madam Xu, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

With long, alluring eyes, snow-white skin, and a ethereal, fairy-like robe, who else could she be but Eleventh Sister, who had gone to cultivate immortality?