Luo Hai regained consciousness, feeling remorseful, and immediately begged frantically for mercy:
"Senior, I know I was wrong. Please spare my life for the sake of my noble master!"
Wang Tuo sneered and replied through voice transmission, "You're exaggerating! My sister couldn't tell you with those probing words. She's just too lazy to expose you."
"younger sister?"
Luo Hai looked at Xiang Sheng in shock, who was smiling but saying nothing, "Are you also a demon?"
Wang Tuo's expression suddenly turned even colder. "Why? Can't humans and monsters be brother and sister?"
“No, no, no…”
Luo Hai knew he had said something wrong again, and was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He no longer dared to excuse himself: "I am short-sighted. I know I have offended the elders, and my crime is unforgivable. But please, for the sake of me, I..."
Luo Hai racked his brains to beg for mercy. In a moment of desperation, an idea suddenly struck him. He remembered the previous rumors and immediately changed his words:
"Senior, I am quite good at brewing wine. The wine I brew is more than ten times better than the one in Ye Cui Ju! I am willing to brew a hundred-year-old wine for you in exchange for my life."
"oh?"
Wang Tuo raised his eyebrows. Although this kid had covetous intentions, his methods were gentle and his crime was not punishable by death. He had no intention of killing anyone.
Now that he heard that he could brew spirit wine, he immediately became interested and couldn't help but look back at Xiang Sheng.
Xiang Sheng smiled and said, "Since this person has come for you, you can deal with him as you wish."
Upon hearing this, Wang Tuo leaped up and rushed to the wine shop's warehouse. He snatched the full wine gourd from the shopkeeper's hand and let out a slight whistle.
Everyone in the backyard was suddenly struck by lightning and fell to the ground. The memory of the civet cat in their minds was quickly erased the moment they heard the howl.
After dealing with the trivial matters, Wang Tuo brought the wine gourd back to Xiang Sheng's shoulder and finally let go of Luo Hai's control.
Luo Hai's body relaxed, his legs almost gave out, and he fell to his knees.
Seeing that Xiang Sheng and Wang Tuo didn't even look at him and turned around and walked out the door, bitterness appeared in his eyes.
One misstep can lead to eternal regret. I'm afraid I'm completely doomed this time.
He had no intention of running away and followed behind obediently.
Soon, the group of four returned to the calligraphy studio.
Luo Hai was directly called by Wang Tuo to the backyard to brew wine. It seemed that he would not be able to come out for a while unless he brewed good wine.
Fengfeng tilted her head and looked at Luo Hai's back, not understanding why this uncle followed her back. However, despite her young age, she was unusually sensible and did not ask any more questions.
Fengfeng spent the entire afternoon leaning against the door, quietly waiting for her father to return.
She looked back from time to time and saw her aunt reading intently at the table, and the anxiety in her heart would inexplicably be soothed a little.
At least this time, even if dad doesn't come back, aunt will take her to have a happy New Year.
Fengfeng looked at the setting sun in the sky and thought a little lostly.
Suddenly, the light in front of her eyes was blocked by a figure, and a strong salty fishy smell hit her face.
Blacksmith Chen appeared in front of the calligraphy workshop. Seeing Fengfeng's little face, the tiredness in his eyes was immediately covered by a smile, "Fengfeng!"
“Daddy!”
Fengfeng screamed and immediately rushed over and pounced on Chen the blacksmith.
Blacksmith Chen's hands were full and he couldn't push his daughter away. He could only say, "Daddy is dirty, don't hold me."
"No, just hug!"
Blacksmith Chen's face was filled with helplessness, but he couldn't stop smiling. He looked up and saw Xiang Sheng coming over, and his smile immediately became a little more awkward. "Thank you, Miss Xiang, for taking good care of Feng Feng these past two days."
"I bought this from the ferry market. It's very fresh."
He gave away half of the New Year's goods he was carrying, and then took out the remaining twenty copper coins from his pocket, looking a little embarrassed, "Miss Xiang, I wonder if this money is enough?"
"That's enough."
Xiang Sheng took the copper coins and New Year's goods, then turned around and took out a pair of Spring Festival couplets and handed them to Chen the blacksmith.
Blacksmith Chen looked at the Spring Festival couplets, was silent for a moment, and then said softly, his voice clearly choked with sobs: "Thank...thank you very much."
Xiang Sheng smiled faintly, "Fengfeng has been waiting for a long time, go back early and celebrate the New Year with her."
Blacksmith Chen nodded and took Fengfeng to the deserted blacksmith shop.
Fengfeng walked aside, jumping and chattering non-stop.
"Daddy, Auntie is so nice to Fengfeng!"
"Auntie also has a cat named Uncle Wang!"
"Auntie took Fengfeng to the morning market today and bought a lot of delicious and fun things..."
As Blacksmith Chen listened, his expression became even more complicated.
He was not blind, so he could see clearly that Fengfeng had been doing well in the past two days and her temperament was much more cheerful than before.
Looking at the extra pearls and jade ornaments in her hair, it was obvious that Xiang Sheng had spent a lot of money on Feng Feng.
"A couple of days ago, Pi San started targeting Zifang. I wonder if he came to cause trouble..."
He was thinking about how to repay the favor, and when he looked up, he saw Widow Wang also rushing back in the dark, carrying a bunch of pig-slaughtering tools in her hands.
Blacksmith Chen scratched his head and said, "Sister, why don't you come to my house for New Year's Eve dinner?"
Widow Wang was stunned for a moment, then laughed and scolded, "Stop beating around the bush. If you want to taste my cooking, just say it!"
Xiang Sheng looked at the two of them from afar, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and closed the last panel of the door.
After traveling through the world of cultivation for over a hundred years, this was her first time celebrating the New Year.
It feels pretty good.
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