Qin Yi looked disgusted, "Do I need you to teach how to drink?"
Mo Wuji laughed and said, "Ancestor, Brother Qin, please wait a mont. I will make a few dishes and be back soon."
Mo Hutu and Qin Yi nodded.
After Mo Wuji left, Mo Hutu suddenly bowed to Qin Yi.
Qin Yi was surprised, "What are you doing?"
Mo Hutu's half-open eyes fully opened, "Thank you, friend Qin Yi, for sparing the Mo Family."
Qin Yi was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "It's all for Old Mo's sake. Besides, if it weren't necessary, I also don't like slaughtering."
Mo Hutu nodded slightly, "Slaughter ultimately is heaven's will."
"I'm just too lazy to kill; it has nothing to do with heaven's will. Old man, I think besides Old Mo, you're the most sensible in the Mo Family. By the way, what is your na?"
"Mo Hutu."
Qin Yi was stunned, then burst out laughing, "Your real na?"
"I've been called that for hundreds of years."
Qin Yi teased, "Such irony, calling smart people not smart, handso people not handso, muddled people not muddled, the seemingly wise ones turn out to be fools."
"For people! What's important is not being smart, but knowing how to play dumb."
Qin Yi squinted playfully, "Growing old and wise indeed, as the saying goes, old people are cunning, old horses are slippery. Whether it's your rare muddling or a mont of compassion, you ended up saving not just Mo Wuji but the entire Mo Family."
Mo Hutu said seriously, "Actually, most of it was luck. If I had ddled in the plan to kill you, we wouldn't be standing here chatting peacefully now."
"We still would be," Qin Yi said.
Mo Hutu was surprised, "Because of Wuji?"
"No, chatting might still be possible. But it would be standing, and you lying down."
Mo Hutu: "..."
"So people live their whole lives without truly understanding, eventually ending up dead and vanished."
Qin Yi looked at him strangely, "Why do I feel like you're complaining about ?"
"No, it's just lanting. Isn't living well good enough? Why bother to court death?"
Qin Yi laughed, "That's well said. By the way, there's an important matter."
"What is it?"
"We can stand to chat, but we have to sit to eat and drink, right?"
Mo Hutu was stunned and then laughed, "That's simple."
With that, he stretched out his hand, and an invisible force swept out, drawing over several giant stones from hundreds of ters away.
"Bang bang...!"
The stones landed, emitting a dull sound.
Mo Hutu used his fingers like a knife, and casually transford several fierce beams shot out with light sounds. Like a knife cutting through tofu, these stones were instantly smoothed.
The bigger one in the middle could be a table, while the three smaller ones around could serve as stools.
"Is it okay?" Mo Hutu asked with a smile.
Qin Yi grinned, "Using local materials, not bad. But these stools are a bit hard, they hurt my butt."
Mo Hutu walked up and sat down, "Better than standing."
"True," Qin Yi also walked forward and sat down. Watching Mo Hutu produce various bowls like magic, so made of stone, so made of bronze, and so crafted from white jade. Curious, he asked, "What are you doing?"
"Teaching you to drink. Drinking is an art, not just pouring it down your throat. Different wines require different vessels. Longxia's wine culture has been passed down for thousands of years, it's not just a gimmick."
Qin Yi casually picked up a cup shaped like nine dragons and played with it.
Mo Hutu said, "What you have is the Nine Dragon Vase, made of mithril. Any wine poured in it will have its impurities removed, making it rich and llow."
Qin Yi gave an "oh" of acknowledgnt, not being much of a drinker, he wasn't too interested in these things. He put down the Nine Dragon Vase and picked up a jade bowl.
"This is the finest white jade. I've soaked it regularly with fifty-year-old Hundred Fragrance Leaf, so using this jade bowl to drink wine can not only dissolve the wine's impurities and make it aromatic but also enhance cultivation."
Qin Yi's eyes lit up. This was indeed good. The jade bowl was finely carved and polished, being an artwork on its own and quite valuable. The key was that it had been soaked with fifty-year-old Hundred Fragrance Leaf, beneficial for cultivation.
"And this one?" Qin Yi asked, interested, picking up a grey stone bowl.
Mo Hutu blinked his eyes at Qin Yi, his expression strange.
"Why are you looking at like that? You've got eye crust, better wipe it off, or it'll spoil my appetite." Qin Yi said with disgust.
Mo Hutu still stared at Qin Yi, his mouth twitching.
Qin Yi looked at the stone bowl in his hands, "You haven't ntioned the use of this stone bowl yet?"
"Young friend Qin Yi, have you noticed sothing strange?"
"What?"
"I just took out three jade bowls, but suddenly one is missing. Where do you think it went?"
Qin Yi: "..."
"Is there? I rember you only took out two."
"I haven't lost my mind."
Qin Yi widened his eyes, "You wouldn't suspect that I took your jade bowl, would you? Old man, let tell you, I, Qin Yi, act openly and have never taken a needle or thread from anyone. Don't wrongly accuse ."
"Right, you wouldn't take a needle or thread, since they aren't worth much, but anything else you won't miss, will you?"
Qin Yi: "..."
"Old man, I hate being falsely accused the most. You can search , and if you find it, I'll admit it. But if you can't find it, you're falsely accusing , and you'll have to compensate."
Mo Hutu's mouth twitched a few more tis and suddenly waved his hand, "Forget it! That jade bowl has a crack underneath, it won't last long."
"Damn, why didn't you say that earlier?" As Qin Yi spoke, a jade bowl suddenly appeared in his hand. He turned it over and curiously said, "Old man, there's no crack underneath."
Mo Hutu didn't speak, only watched Qin Yi with a sly smile.
Qin Yi: "..."
Dammit, too hasty.
"Old man, you're really sinister."
Mo Hutu laughed, "This is why older ginger is spicier."
"Damn it, no one has ever tried to con before. As punishnt for you, these three jade bowls will be my compensation." Qin Yi waved his hand over the table, and with a flash of light, the three jade bowls on the table disappeared.
Mo Hutu was utterly stunned.
"Young friend Qin Yi, that's not right! These jade bowls, I spent hundreds of years collecting them, and finally got these three."
"What jade bowls?" Qin Yi feigned surprise, "Old man, where are the jade bowls here? Are you saying I stole your jade bowls? Need a beating, huh?"
Mo Hutu: "..."
"Young friend Qin Yi, you're a young talented man, don't be a scoundrel."
Qin Yi looked serious, "Thank you for the lesson, I'll rember that."
Mo Hutu: "..."
"By the way, old man, this stone bowl seems to have so age. You haven't ntioned its use yet?"
Mo Hutu took the stone bowl from Qin Yi, quickly tidied away the Nine Dragon Vase on the table, muttering, "This stone bowl has no significant use, just polished from stone."
"Why are you putting everything away? Weren't you going to teach how to drink?"
"Haha..." Mo Hutu's laugh seed more like crying, "Actually, I think just gulping down fits a man's nature and has a hearty essence."
Teaching you how to drink? I'm afraid by the ti I'm done, all my treasures will be taken by you, you shaless scoundrel.
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