Chapter 5 The ambiguous atmosphere in the room
The two took turns driving, had dinner at a highway rest stop on the way, and finally arrived in Xi'an in the early hours of the morning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
In ancient times, Xi'an, also known as Chang'an, once had thirteen dynasties built their capitals here, and is a veritable ancient city.
Driving to the hotel where Leng Qian stayed, Su Ping and Xie Bin opened their own rooms and separated.
The packages in the car were all shady things, so they didn't move to the room, but left them in the car.
Xie Bin said so, if there is any little thief who does not open his eyes to pry the car, he will be paralyzed for life.
Su Ping didn't ask much when he heard him say this, most of them were some Xuanmen spells or something, but he was also more sure from Xie Bin's words that this product was definitely not a good stubble.
Putting away the backpack he was carrying, Su Ping came to the room where Leng Qian lived and knocked on the door.
The door opened......
Leng Qian was wearing a thick yukata, her hair was still a little wet, and her body exuded the fragrance of shower gel.
Seeing her white neck, as well as the twin peaks that appeared like shadows, and the dim lights in the room, Su Ping's face instantly turned red.
Leng Qian glanced at him, didn't say anything, turned around and entered the door.
Su Ping bent down and walked in, closed the door, saw a cushion on the sofa, and immediately sat down and held the cushion in his arms.
Leng Qian walked out of the bedroom of the suite, still holding a glass wine decanter and two goblets.
After pouring two glasses of red wine, he handed Su Ping a glass and said, "Half an hour, you came just in time, drink a little with me." β
Su Ping took a sip, smacked his lips, and asked casually, "Do you have any Sprite here?" β
"Poof......" Leng Qian was choked and a little speechless.
After relieving herself, she smiled and said, "You go to the refrigerator and take a look, there should be." β
Su Ping hugged the mat, glanced in the direction of the refrigerator, felt his little brother's restlessness, and fell into a dilemma.
Leng Qian seemed to notice something, and the sorrow between her eyebrows faded a little, she glanced at him with deep meaning, and said, "Forget it, I'll go get it for you." β
He took out a jar of Sprite from the refrigerator, handed it to Su Ping, and smiled at him: "You should be the first to add Sprite to Kande wine." Europeans have spent hundreds of years researching the removal of sugar from wine, and when they come across you, they probably let the winemakers know about it, and they have to cry......"
Su Ping retorted disapprehantly: "You can put milk in the tea, I think it's good to drink it like this." β
Leng Qian shook her head and didn't say anything more.
Su Ping hugged the mat, drank red wine, and asked, "How much is a bottle of this wine?" It's pretty good. β
In fact, he couldn't drink dozens of dollars and tens of thousands of dollars of wine at all, what was the difference, he just wanted to find a topic to relieve his embarrassment.
Leng Qian said with a wicked taste: "This is the 90-year-old Romani Conti, the price, your cup is estimated to be tens of thousands of yuan." β
This time it was Su Ping's turn to "poof".
Tens of thousands?
My monthly salary is only 8,000 yuan, and this glass of wine costs tens of thousands?
Su Ping was suspicious: "Really? Sell so expensive...... It tastes like thirty dollars. β
Leng Qian explained disapprerovingly: "Of course it's true, RomanΓ©e Conti is known as the emperor of red wines, the aroma is rich and long-lasting, delicate and mellow, the entrance is like a velvety hit, the touch is very gentle, but the impact is very powerful." Each vintage of RomanΓ©e Conti has its own unique aroma, this 90-year-old bottle is full of ripe bell peppers, spices and leather. β
"That's awesome! Boss, please take care of it! Su Pingtian shouted shamelessly.
"If you want it to be delicious, I'll give you a few bottles when I get back." Leng Qian said nonchalantly.
Su Ping could only sigh that he really didn't understand the world of rich people.
In fact, Su Ping didn't know that Romani Conti is known as a wine that only billionaires can afford, and its production is very small, if it is not a person with status and status, even if you can afford it, you have nowhere to buy it.
The Leng family has been inherited for more than a thousand years, and Leng Qian's grandfather was once knighted by the Queen of England, but the Leng family didn't care at all.
The British royal family sends two boxes of Romani Conti to the Leng family every year, and Leng Qian's father doesn't like to drink, and he has saved a lot of money for more than ten years.
It's just that Leng Qian's father is missing, and Leng Qian is a woman, so the Leng family slowly faded out of everyone's sight.
If it weren't for the fact that the Leng family has always been in a single lineage, I'm afraid that Maoshan Mountain, Longhu Mountain, these cultivation sects would all have to drink the northwest wind.
Even so, the Leng family has a high status in the Xuanmen, and the contemporary Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, and Leng Qian's father, Leng Yukun, are also peers and praise each other.
In the past few years, as Shenbao and Leng Qian have grown up, they have gradually had the meaning of reviving the prestige of the Leng family.
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Leng Qian leaned in front of the window, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said slowly: "These days, after thinking about it, there is a clue, but I am not sure, I am waiting for you to come, and then we will go and have a look together." β
When Su Ping heard that there was a clue, his spirit was shocked, and he asked, "What did you find out?" β
"The entrance to the mausoleum is likely to have something to do with Lishan's mother." Leng Qian said.
"Lishan Old Mother?" Su Ping felt that the name was very familiar.
"I flipped through the ancient books handed down by the family, the thirty-fifth generation of the Leng family, that is, the ancestor who had met a master, he once had a record, the master who claimed to have dispersed the dragon qi of Qin Shi Huang seems to have some connection with the old mother of Lishan." Leng Qian explained.
"Lishan old mother...... That's right! Isn't Lishan's mother Bai Suzhen's master in the Legend of the White Snake? Su Ping patted his thigh and said.
"Yes, that's her." Leng Qian replied.
"Is there really Bai Suzhen? Is there that Xu Xian? Su Ping asked like a curious baby.
"Most of the time there is such a snake demon, but the story in the legend of the White Snake is probably just a beautification made by people with false rumors and their own imagination."
Leng Qian paused and continued: "Tomorrow, let's go to the Lishan Old Mother Temple to have a look, and we should find something." β
Nine years ago, Shenbao and Leng Qian came to Lishan to track down the clues of their father's disappearance, but they were both young at the time and could not find anything.
Returning to this place again, after Leng Qian's observation of the surrounding mountains in the past few days, coupled with the changes in the earth's crust over the past thousand years, the specific location of the dragon vein can probably be deduced, but the exact location can only be known when you get to the place.
The two talked about the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang again, and Su Ping took his leave and left.
When Su Ping returned to his room, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a small card on the ground.
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Pick it up and take a look, okay...... Everybody gets the idea.
casually threw the small card into the trash, but Leng Qian's appearance appeared in his mind.
Thinking about the gap between the two, Su Ping couldn't help but shake his head self-deprecatingly.
Most of the bottles of red wine were basically drunk by Su Ping, and he felt some alcohol on his head while lying on the bed, and then fell asleep not long after.