After saying these words, the drunkard gently put down his wine glass, hugged the wine jar in front of Li Ye, and poured more into their glasses.

Li Ye, who was confused, murmured: "Not long ago, there was a person. She told me that there is a kind of wine called "Drunk Life, Dreams and Death". After drinking it, it can make you forget everything you have done before."

"She said that the biggest trouble people have is that they have a good memory. How happy would it be if I could forget everything and every day would be a new beginning?"

"...After I drank that drunkenness, I really forgot everything. From then on, a woman's name was always engraved in my heart..."

After savoring the strong alcohol in his mouth, the vague fragrance of countless flowers, and a hint of resentment, Li Ye sighed softly and said to himself: "It turns out that this is what Brother Nalan gave me.

I was so drunk that I dreamed of dying..."

"This is my drunken life and dream of death! This is my drunken life and dream of death..."

Looking at the drunkard, Li Ye murmured.

He looked up at the sky and said to himself: "I wonder if you have returned home at this time, have you completed Nirvana and been reborn..."

Looking at the amber wine in the cup, Li Ye picked it up and put it to his lips, sipping it gently like tea.

"One night I suddenly wanted to drink...I suddenly understood that drunkenness and dreaming were just a joke. The more you wonder if you have forgotten someone, the clearer you remember it."

"I once heard someone say that when you can no longer have it, the only thing you can do is to make yourself not forget..."

The drunkard looked at his precious apprentice in bewilderment. He finally remembered the scene when he met the boy in the inn that year. How similar was it to now?

The difference is that the young people back then were young people who didn’t know what it was like to be sad.

This year's boy has grown up, and he has already tasted the taste of life and death in this world.

Apart from him, probably only his disciples in this world can understand his feelings, and only he can create the unique state of drunkenness, dreams, and death in this world.

He was worried, looked at Li Ye and asked: "How did you brew this drunkenness? Do you want us to try it again next spring?"

Looking at Li Ye in front of him, if he looked at a gem that glowed at night, the drunkard's eyes would light up, and he could not wait to tell Qingxu in Xuantian Temple about it immediately.

Looking at the tear-stained master in front of him, Li Ye felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. He thought to himself that there were probably only two people in the world who could understand the taste of drunkenness and dreaming.

He shook his head and said, "If I say that I don't know, master, would you believe it?"

The drunkard stared at him seriously for a long time, and then murmured: "I believe that my situation was the same as before, so don't embarrass yourself..."

He had spent countless years of effort and countless thoughts, but he still couldn't make another vat. How could he not understand Li Ye's mood in front of him?

"You have accomplished what Master dreamed of but failed to do. Master will be satisfied even if he leaves these five realms tomorrow."

The drunkard looked at him, laughed, and poured more wine into their glasses.

"For you, for me, we, master and disciple, will have another drink of this unique drunkenness in the world!"

The drunkard picked up the wine glass.

Li Ye stared at him blankly, picking up the cup in front of him, but his eyes were fixed on the stone wall, as if looking at Mu Mu who had already left.

He smiled softly and said: "Our drunken life and dreams..."

He drank up the wine in the glass in one gulp and then poured it down heavily.
Chapter completed!