Xanadu, my martial soul in Douluo continent

At that time, not to mention the mansion, all traces of the Gui family's history in Belem were also easily erased by time, including the almond tree in the courtyard, which had to be turned into ordinary firewood.

The moonlight was like water, and the shadows of the leaves were mottled. Guiyue raised her hand to lift the thin blanket, put on her coat and went to the other courtyard.

It is said to be a separate courtyard, but in fact it is just a side hall, with no other debris except old wine.

Guiyue raised her hand and pushed open the palace door, followed the route to the inside, and found a jar of old wine.

Normally, aged wine is more likely to be more fragrant than new wine. However, this old wine is a relic from a ceremony thousands of years ago. Whether it is drinkable or not is unknown, so no one cares about it all year round.

The expenses of the city lord's mansion are not low, and most of them are used to relieve the poor. Therefore, Guiyue rarely drinks alcohol. Every year, a batch of old wine is eliminated during the ceremony and basically sold to various wineries.

However, due to dealing with those dandies and working hard all day, Guiyue had already fallen into insomnia and urgently needed to drink wine to fall asleep, so she went to the side hall to find a jar of old wine to try to numb her spirit and will.

Guiyue has never had a sip of the new wine that is being sold. It has to be said that as a city lord, her life is extremely simple, boring and boring.

After a few years, it goes without saying that Guiyue's prestige has been much higher than that of previous city lords.

When I returned to the courtyard and opened the seal, the aroma of apricot blossoms filled my nostrils. Not only was the wine not spoiled, but it was also as mellow as new brews in recent years. It was a real surprise.

Guiyue scooped out a glass of wine and tasted it carefully.

The moonlight outside the hall gradually lengthened, and the stars shone brightly in the night sky. The gray stone floor tiles looked like running water, like a smooth silver mirror. The apricot trees in the courtyard left reflections, still maintaining their normal shape.

In an instant, the deep and boundless darkness enveloped everything. Guiyue stepped back and leaned against the almond tree, deep in her dream.

…

The next morning, Baicai walked down the spiral staircase. The long table in the restaurant was filled with breakfast. There were baguettes from the Tianhun Empire, fluffy rice cakes from the Douluo Empire, bacon cheese from the Star Luo Empire, and all kinds of special breakfasts.

By the standards of a normal family, this breakfast is considered a luxury.

According to the standards of a genius soul master, this breakfast is quite cheap.

The price of Shrek Academy's special meals is more than 50 gold soul coins for breakfast, and the dinner price can even reach 100 gold soul coins. If you need to spend money to buy it, you will lose 70,000 to 80,000 gold soul coins in a year.

It is equivalent to the entire net worth of most low-level nobles.

"Please take a seat."

At the other end of the long table in the restaurant, Tyonia held the knife and fork, quickly cut out a piece of bacon, and pushed the plate to the cabbage, which was particularly cordial.

"Thanks."

Baicai thought for a moment, then took the plate of bacon and happily accepted the kindness.

Tyonia is Rose's niece, and the statistical probability of having soul power by tracing her bloodline is even less than one-half.

Being able to order servants with words, his status should be higher, and he personally entertains guests, but it seems that he is not a direct descendant, but most likely a concubine or collateral descendant.

Such an appearance is both a blessing and a disaster, and Jiang Nannan is a lesson learned from the past.

Of course, Baicai is still somewhat cautious. These judgments are based on known information, and some errors are inevitable.

In the world of soul masters, using soul power to detect an opponent can be regarded as a direct provocation. Unless the opponent is a trustworthy blood relative or a close friend who depends on life and death, acting rashly may even mean fighting to the death.

What's more, Tionia is a lady, and the sweep of her soul power is equivalent to taking off her clothes. If Tionia is a soul master, she will definitely have an enemy. If Tionia is an ordinary person, she will bear a guilt for nothing.

Soul power exploration is already like this, but mental exploration is even more dangerous.

As we all know, mental manifestations symbolize high-level soul masters. Normally, there are almost no solutions for soul kings and below. However, on the other hand, those who can detect mental fluctuations are almost all high-level soul masters.

If a priest in Beren Manor notices strange mental fluctuations and then targets nearby soul masters, Baicai will be the first to bear the brunt. He will either be detained and tortured, or drugged and bred.

This wealth has been passed down for thousands of years, and of course there are some reasons. Operating the wine business is a means of accumulating wealth, and high-level soul masters are the barrier to guard wealth. With the Beren family's rich wealth, wouldn't it be easy to recruit a few high-level soul masters?

Just because of impulsiveness, taking risks and provoking high-level soul masters, the price is really heavy.

Of course, it is not advisable to hide your soul power. If you can hide it for a while, but cannot hide it for a lifetime, including meditation and fighting, your soul power can easily be exposed.

In fact, whether or not one informs one's soul power is already an obvious signal.

Take the initiative to expose your soul power, either to show goodwill or use it as a threat. Try your best to hide your soul power, either for other purposes or to carry a secret.

Scenes like pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger rarely occur. Interception and attack are usually done through advance planning and at least several explorations.

Tionia may be a soul master, or she may be an ordinary person. However, there is no point in getting to the bottom of it. The intersection between the two parties will only last for a few months at most. Regardless of whether the task is completed or not, after the investigation time is over, Baicai has to return to the academy to resume his life.

The slightly drunken sunshine shines through the colored windows and fills the table. Breakfast time flies by. Tyonia occasionally says some greetings and Baicai repeats a few standard answers. A pleasant atmosphere fills the restaurant. The dining table reflecting the sunlight seems much brighter. The remaining food

Covered with a layer of warm radiance.

Perhaps because of being drunk, Tionia's cheeks were blushing, bright and moving.

"Since we are traveling, we might as well experience the specialties of Belem. It is the harvest season now, and the manor is preparing to brew a batch of new wine."

Tionia changed the topic, "Wine is a joyful thing. Drinking it is the same, and the brewing process is the same. Maybe, it may be a wonderful experience."

Squinting her eyes and pushing away the dinner plate, the girl leaned back a little and stretched out her waist comfortably. The lace dress could not cover her exquisite curves. Her youthfulness was full of temptation, sweet and delicious.

…

After the wine ceremony, Baicai left the manor for an excuse and went to the city to investigate the situation. Even if the task was just perfunctory, he had to write a serious report to avoid leaving any hidden dangers.

It's a hot autumn day, and the streets of Belém are extremely noisy. The street vendors are shouting, the shops along the street are hawking, and the market is noisy one after another. The atmosphere of life is very rich.

Shrek City is far more prosperous than Belem, but amid the lavishness and extravagance, there is a faint smell of decay.

Compared to Shrek, Baicai liked the atmosphere of Beren better. After the war, Baicai was even willing to move here.

During the tour, Baicai suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange scene. People were coming and going in the wine shop in front of him. Near the counter, a girl in yellow with her face covered by a gauze stood on tiptoes and openly ate the sacrifices. The store owner and customers were completely unaware. It was normal.

Selling wine.

It is the autumn festival in Belem, and every household has to prepare sacrifices. In addition to fine wine, most shops will also put out some snacks for decoration.

Most of these snacks are not sold, they are just used to decorate the wine, and the taste is not as good as normal food.

The girl in yellow dress is exquisitely dressed, and her family is obviously wealthy. It is really pitiful to steal the sacrifice.