The Inn of the Underworld.
The little devil led Qin Luo to the cellar.
The cellar contained a vast storage space.
"Brother, there are still a few jars of Forget-Worry Wine here. I haven't told anyone else; we're keeping them for ourselves." The little devil grinned, having not gotten a drink from the butcher when he came earlier.
The cellar contained many rare treasures and ancient books that recorded various secrets. Qin Luo found the recipe for the Forget-Me-Not Wine and chuckled, "This is the recipe for the Forget-Me-Not Wine. It requires Styx water, Forget-Me-Not grass, and Lycoris radiata."
The little devil suddenly realized, "No wonder there are forget-me-nots in the kitchen, they're used to make wine."
Do you know where to find forget-me-nots?
The Huangquan Inn is surrounded by the Styx River and the flowers of the underworld, but there are no forget-me-nots nearby. The little ghost grinned and said, "There are plenty of forget-me-nots near the Forget-Me-Not Valley in the north. Brother, if you need forget-me-nots, I'll go pick some right now."
"Then I'll trouble you to make the trip."
Qin Luo wanted to brew the Forget-Me-Not Wine to help the wandering souls in the underworld let go of their obsessions.
The little devil left the cellar.
Yuanyuan is cleaning the inn.
The little devil raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Yuanyuan, let's go pick some forget-me-nots."
"Third brother, I haven't finished sweeping the floor yet."
Yuanyuan carefully cleaned every corner.
Upon seeing this, Qin Luo chuckled and said, "Yuanyuan, you go and help the little devil pick the forget-me-nots first, I'll sweep the floor."
"Big brother, I'll go after I finish sweeping the floor."
"Look at you."
"Yuanyuan, let me help you."
The little devil picked up a broom and helped Yuanyuan sweep the floor.
After cleaning the inn, the little devil brought Yuanyuan outside. He went to the tiger demon's side and kicked the tiger demon in the butt, saying, "You lazy thing, all you do is sleep."
"roar!"
The tiger demon grimaced in pain.
The little devil climbed onto the tiger demon's back and stretched out his hand, "Yuanyuan, come on up!"
When Yuanyuan saw the tiger demon's ferocious appearance, she stood still, too afraid to move. At this moment, Qin Luo walked out of the inn, and the tiger demon's expression changed immediately upon seeing him, revealing a harmless smile.
Qin Luo lifted Yuanyuan onto the tiger demon's back and whispered, "Take good care of them."
"Yes, sir!"
The tiger demon spoke with utmost respect.
"Let's go!"
The little devil grinned widely.
Qin Luo returned to the inn, made himself a cup of tea, and then opened the ancient book he had found in the cellar.
Ancient books record the origin of the underworld. The underworld originated from the netherworld, which was originally the place where the demons lived. This place originally belonged to the demons. Later, the demons were annihilated and the netherworld was broken. A part of it turned into the underworld. Finally, the Earth Mother Goddess established the underworld in the underworld.
Qin Luo thought of the inner world and the immortal realm.
The Celestial Realm and the Inner Realm originated from the Divine Realm.
"No wonder Tongyou appeared in the inner realm. It seems that in essence, the inner realm and the underworld are no different."
Qin Luo continued to peruse the ancient books.
Ancient texts also contain cultivation methods suitable for spirits to cultivate. If one cultivates to the highest level, one can become a ghost immortal and live on in the world. To become a ghost immortal, one needs to be in an extremely yin place and experience loneliness that is difficult for ordinary people to endure.
A middle-aged man dressed in blue entered the Yellow Springs Inn. He looked forlorn. Qin Luo looked up, smiled, and asked, "Welcome to the Yellow Springs Inn. What can I do for you?"
The middle-aged man in blue bowed and said, "My name is Chu Ran. I wonder if I could sit in the inn for a while?"
"no problem."
Qin Luo smiled and reached out his hand.
Chu Ran sat quietly in the corner.
Qin Luo got up and brought Chu Ran a cup of tea, saying with a smile, "This is a tea to nourish the heart, please enjoy it."
Chu Ran waved her hands frantically, "No need, no need, I have no money..."
"It's alright, consider it payment for keeping me company. My name is Qin Luo, and I'm temporarily the owner of the Yellow Springs Inn." Qin Luo placed the Nourishing Heart Tea in front of Chu Ran with a smile that made Chu Ran feel at ease.
Chu Ran said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Qin."
Although Qin Luo had a full head of white hair, Chu Ran was much older than him.
Chu Ran picked up the teacup and took a sip. He felt a long-lost warmth, and his eyes welled up with tears.
Qin Luo asked, "Is there anything else you haven't finished wishing for? Perhaps I can help you."
Chu Ran's eyes shone, and he spoke tremblingly, "If I could, I would like to see my mother one last time."
Qin Luo nodded, his expression serious. "I can help you, but there are conditions. I need someone to taste the wine for me, which might have a negative impact on you."
"I'm not afraid. I'll do anything you ask, as long as I can see my mother one last time." Chu Ran even wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Qin Luo.
Qin Luo stepped forward to help Chu Ran up. "It's a deal then. I'll help you send a dream, and you'll help me taste the wine."
"good!"
Chu Ran nodded heavily.
Qin Luo raised his hand and drew a talisman again, saying softly, "Whoever you miss the most will appear in your dream. You only have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
"Thank you very much, Brother Qin!"
Chu Ran burst into tears of joy.
Not long after, the little devil returned with Yuanyuan. They had picked a lot of forget-me-nots. "Brother, is this enough?"
That's enough.
Qin Luo nodded with a smile.
He started making the liquor according to the recipe.
Chu Ran suddenly closed his eyes and appeared outside his own door. His elderly mother excitedly called out, "My son, my son, you've finally come back."
Seeing his elderly mother with a full head of white hair, Chu Ran burst into tears. "Mother, it is my fault for being unfilial and unable to take care of you in your old age."
Yuanyuan saw Churan's tears and knew he was dreaming, so she watched quietly.
After an incense stick had burned, Chu Ran opened his eyes. His eyes were red, and he was still sad. He could only sigh helplessly.
Chu Ran wiped away his tears and said in a deep voice, "Brother Qin, when can I try the wine?"
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