Immortal Mortal

C33: Drinking Among Friends

Yuan Zhenyi wasn't bragging, the wine he brought was really good; mellow tasting with a long aftertaste. What made it even more amazing was its faint, tipsy feeling which circulated around the body. Mo Wuji could even feel his opened meridian being stimulated.

"This really is good wine! One mouthful, and I can feel my whole body being invigorated," Mo Wuji praised. He could guess that there were some spiritual ingredients within the wine. Otherwise, he would not have felt such comfort.

Hearing Mo Wuji praise his wine, Yuan Zhenyi proudly said, "Brother Mo really knows his wines. I am from the Chang Yan State and there was once I stumbled into the Thunder Fog Forest. I did not expect it to be a blessing in disguise as I actually obtained a spirit fruit. I used that fruit to brew ten jars of wine, this is my last pot. But this is a large pot, Ha ha ha ..."

Mo Wuji could tell that Yuan Zhenyi was a very generous and carefree person. This cup of wine brewed using a spiritual fruit must have an amazing value. Many people would not even be able to buy it, but Yuan Zhenyi readily took it out just because he liked Mo Wuji's words.

"I'm really ashamed. We only met each other by chance but I drank Brother Yuan's good wine," Mo Wuji suddenly recalled that Chang Yan State and Cheng Yu State were currently at war. But it didn't matter to Mo Wuji. Afterall, he did not have any sense of attachment to Cheng Yu State.

Yuan Zhenyi laughed, "Brother Mo, you're treating me like a stranger! When I heard your words 'There is little common ground for understanding between persons of differing principles', I immediately felt like we were old friends. I would have offered you better things, not just this jar of wine. No matter how good something is, it can't be as good as meeting an old friend!"

"No matter how good something is, it can't be as good as meeting an old friend! Brother Yuan, Aunt Eleven, Ding Bu'Er, let's have one more cup!" Mo Wuji's heart was open. This was the first time he felt so happy and carefree ever since he was plotted against by his lover.

The four people raised their glass, and drained it in one gulp.

When he managed to open his first meridian, what he felt was agitation and excitement. It wasn't carefree happiness. At this moment, he truly felt free and relaxed.

After drinking, Mo Wuji could not help but sing:

"There are several friends in the world of life

How much friendship can survive

Today let's not separate our hands

Friendship is often in our hearts

But we still need to say goodbye

He will ask to meet

But some would be unable to

There was a friend

Thousand miles away

Separated and remote

There's no need to meet

We will know in our hearts

Friendship cannot be changed [1]

...

At first, it was just Mo Wuji singing. Afterwards, Yuan Zhenyi and co. learned the lyrics and they all sang together.

...

Wen Manzhu was standing outside Mo Wuji's tent, frowning. Seeing Mo Wuji mixing around with someone like Yuan Zhenyi made her unhappy.

Afterall, Mo Wuji was once a prefecture prince. Even though he lost his status, he should not have fallen so far. If he continued to fall further, he could no longer climb back up. If not for the guilt in her heart which made her want to help Mo Wuji, she would have turned away and left. Perhaps she was not aware about it, but she had another purpose for coming, and that was to help Situ Po inquire about the origins of 'The Sly Gentleman'.