Inside the house, Mr. Sun was in no hurry to open the wine jar.

After Jin Ling changed his clothes and asked him to sit down, he asked with a smile: "Brother, you are interested. I think you are a bit kind, and I also think you are familiar with me. I wonder what your name is?"

"My name is Jin Ling!" Jin Ling said loudly, "Actually, I feel a little close to you when I see you, just like I see my grandfather!"

After hearing this, Mr. Sun was very happy and laughed.

The waiter Sun Fu said with a smile: "You are a young boy, but you know how to follow the rules and flatter me."

Jin Ling's words were not flattery, but what he really thought in his heart. Ever since he listened to Mr. Sun's story yesterday, he always felt that the old man was amiable and familiar, as if he was his own relative. He was very happy when they met, and when he left

If something is lost, I will feel heartbroken and cry when I miss you.

At this moment, when he met Sun Sheng face to face in the room, his heart was pounding, a feeling of closeness arose spontaneously, and his whole body and mind were filled with warmth and joy. It was really like seeing the grandfather in the dream world again.

But Mr. Sun traveled all over the country and met many people. He only regarded Jin Ling as a simple young man who admired him a little, brought gifts to please him, or wanted to get some benefits in return.

As a child, he came here in the rain, and his intention was enough. He was going to send the young man away with a few perfunctory words and some financial compensation, but when he opened the jar of wine, a smell of wine wafted out.

, and immediately became energetic.

Without saying much, Mr. Sun carefully took out a well-decorated wooden box from his luggage.

Opening the wooden box, inside was a set of fine porcelain wine glasses, as crystal clear as snow, in different sizes. He took out a medium-sized cup and placed it on the table, carefully pouring a glass of wine. He had good hands and the huge mouth of the jar fell down.

The wine reached such a small cup, but not a drop of wine was spilled.

Putting the wine glass under his nose and smelling it, the old man suddenly became very excited, as if he couldn't believe his nose. Then he took a sip as if he had found a treasure, closed his eyes, and let the wine flow down his throat. He felt that his throat was filled with fragrance.

Sweet and sour.

"Good wine!" Mr. Sun finally couldn't help but said, "Good wine!"

He slammed the table hard, startling Sun Fu. Sun Fu had served Mr. Sun for many years, and it was rare for him to praise a fine wine like this, "Sir, is this really a good wine?"

"It's really good wine." Mr. Sun carefully sipped the wine in his mouth a few times and sighed softly, "What's better than wine is the taste of old friends in the wine."

Old friend? Does he mean Uncle Jiu Jin? Jin Ling thought to himself.

"Sun Fu, you go down first. I have something to say to this little friend." Mr. Sun said.

Sun Fu retreated quietly, closing the door gently as he left.

"Are you from Prairie Village?" Mr. Sun took another sip of wine and asked slowly after finishing the tasting.

"Yes, sir." Jin Ling replied.

"What is your relationship with Li Jijin?" Mr. Sun asked.

"He is a wine seller in our village. He knew that I was coming to give you wine, so he gave me a good one." Jin Ling told the truth.

"A wine seller?" Mr. Sun smiled playfully, and looked the young man up and down. The child in front of him was in his teens, with bright eyes, a tiger-like head, and a strong body, and there was something about him.

Her butt has a taste that he can't even figure out.

Inexplicably, Mr. Sun found that he had a great liking for this young man, which exceeded his feelings for any other young man.

And now, it's their first meeting.

"Jin Ling." The young man replied.

"What!" Mr. Sun finally cried out, his face changing, "Jin Ling, your surname is Jin?"

Mr. Sun has traveled all over the country for most of his life, and there are not many things that can change his expression. He stood up, opened the door and found Sun Fu outside: "Keep the gate of the courtyard, and no outsiders will come to visit."

"Yes, sir." Sun Fu bowed and went to guard the gate of the small courtyard.

Mr. Sun came back and bolted the door from the inside.

"Sir, in the Northern Jin Kingdom, there are tens of thousands of people with the surname Jin. Is there anything special about this?" Jin Ling's heart tightened, but he still pretended to be calm and asked.

Mr. Sun did not answer, but gently stroked the wine jar with one hand, holding his hands together, thinking deeply.

"There are many people with the surname Jin, but there are very few people with the surname Jin who know Li Jijin." Mr. Sun said a few words in a daze, then came to his senses and said with a smile, "It's been rare for so many years.

He still remembers me and still has such thoughts. No wonder, there is a hint of the smell of an old friend in this wine. However, he belongs to him, and you belong to you. In the strong wind and rain, I walked twenty miles with a jar of wine.

I truly accept this sentiment.”

"Tell me, what do you want in return? It's not for this wine, but for this intention. As long as I can do it, I will definitely help you." The old man said majestically.

Before Jin Ling could say anything, he felt his left wrist was very hot. He lowered his head and opened his sleeve and saw that a circle of red spots had appeared on his wrist. The color was getting darker and darker, becoming purple-red or even purple-black.

.

It's a pattern, but it's very neat, like a bracelet on your wrist.

There are a dozen white dots on the circle, and the dots are surrounded by strange patterns. In addition, there are several weird text-like things.

This circle looked very familiar, as if it was the exquisite black bracelet he took out of the safe in his hand at the last moment of his life in the dream world.

Yes, that’s it, the more you look at it, the more similar it becomes.

"What the hell!" Jin Ling wiped the circle mark hard, trying to see if it could be erased. After a while, the circle did disappear, and the hot feeling disappeared as well.

The wrist is white and clean, and there is no sign of the strange circle just now.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Sun asked when he saw something strange in his expression. As soon as he said the words, his expression suddenly changed. He reached into his arms, took out a purse and opened it. He saw a white bead the size of a soybean in the purse, which was misting.

Flashing, exuding a trace of heat.

The beads are generally round, but not smooth, but multi-faceted crystals. They usually feel a bit astringent to the touch, but also very cool, like jade.

This is an unknown piece of jade handed down from Mr. Sun's ancestors. The texture is very strange, neither gold nor jade. However, it has a very good effect. If you add immortal power to it, it will exude a warm and refreshing feeling.

It can refresh the mind, make people feel less depressed and refresh their mind. He has been wearing it since he was a child, and it has been more than sixty years now.

The strange thing is that in the past sixty years, it has never had any abnormality and has always felt cool. Now, it suddenly glows with white light and exudes a trace of heat!

This kind of change made the well-informed Mr. Sun feel very strange.

When Jin Ling appeared, his eyes widened and he held his breath!

Because, he found that this bead was very familiar! The appearance was exactly the same as the bead he got under the water before comatose, but the color was different in shades! Moreover, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it seemed to have a very close feeling!

Just as I was thinking about this, my left wrist felt warm in my sleeve. This was the black bracelet that suddenly appeared again. It appeared suddenly without my conscious drive.

Moreover, its temperature is constantly changing, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, and sometimes mild.

I feel like this black bracelet wants that bead! I really want it!

"Sir, are you saying that you want to give me this bead in return?" For some reason, he swallowed hard and said this very rude and abrupt sentence.

Mr. Sun was stunned, and it was too late to take the bead back. He had no idea at all, he just subconsciously took out the bead to see what was wrong with it.

"Although it doesn't look worth much, I quite like it." Jin Ling said, snatching the purse and beads from the stunned Mr. Sun, and happily hid them in his arms.
Chapter completed!