Sky Curtain: With a vermilion mirror, Jing travels through the modern world, shaking all dynasties.

Chapter 126 Why not bring Brother Haoran along?

modern.

Jiang Chuan glanced at his phone, and his heart sank.

"Oh no, it's almost time. Li Bai should be at the tavern by now." Jiang Chuan frowned slightly and quickly said, "The filming is finally over. Let's hurry back; we can't neglect our guests!"

Lin Xiaoyu was also startled upon hearing this and quickly packed her things.

The three hurriedly got into the car, and Jiang Chuan started the engine, driving towards the tavern.

The traffic was a bit congested, and Jiang Chuan kept glancing at the time, realizing that Li Bai would have to wait a while longer.

By the time they arrived at the tavern, it was already dark.

Jiang Chuan got out of the car, walked quickly to the door, took a deep breath, and reached out to push the door open.

The door opened.

The interior was dimly lit, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and the bottles of liquor on the bar were still in their original places.

No one is empty.

There was no longer the scholar in blue robes with a gourd of wine hanging from his waist, no longer that cheerful "Little friend," and no longer a few lines of poetry left on the table.

Lin Xiaoyu glanced around the empty tavern and said softly, "Could it be that he came, found no one there, waited a while, and then went back?"

Jiang Chuan did not answer immediately.

He stood at the table by the window, lowered his head, and looked at the bottle of Moutai liquor.

There was a folded piece of paper under the bottle.

He reached out, pulled out the paper, and handed it to Lin Xiaoyu.

Lin Xiaoyu took it and, by the dim light, could see the words on it.

"Master Taibai, I have to go out temporarily, but I will be back before Shenshi (3-5 PM). Please drink this wine on the table first, and don't be shy."

Lin Xiaoyu held the piece of paper, paused for a moment, then suddenly understood something, and slowly raised her head to look at the table.

The bottle of Moutai stood quietly on the table, the cap intact and the seal unopened. The two glasses next to it were also clean and upside down on their saucers.

The entire desktop showed no signs of being tampered with.

"Before we went to the film studio, I deliberately put the note under the bottle of wine, just in case he came and couldn't find me." Jiang Chuan frowned slightly and said, "If he really came, even if he refused to drink, he would at least have picked up the note and looked at it."

During the Kaiyuan era of the Tang Dynasty.

At the foot of Mount Lu, in a tavern by a stream.

Li Bai and Meng Haoran sat facing each other, and there was hardly any Maotai left in the wine gourd.

The two of them took turns drinking, finishing off the last few drops in the blink of an eye.

Li Bai picked up the gourd, turned it upside down, and shook it, but not a drop of wine came out.

He gently put down the gourd, stared at its empty mouth, and remained silent for a long time.

Seeing his expression, Meng Haoran smiled and asked, "Taibai, what's wrong?"

Li Bai gave a wry smile, tied the gourd back to his waist, and said in a low voice, "Brother Haoran, you may not know this, but this is probably the last time I will drink Maotai in my life."

Meng Haoran was taken aback, then immediately understood.

Although he didn't know where the wine came from, he had a vague idea from Li Bai's earlier joke about "bringing it back after a thousand years" that this wine was no ordinary thing.

He raised his empty wine glass.

"Taibai, to be honest, this Moutai is truly a masterpiece. I've drunk wine my whole life, and I've never experienced anything so amazing." He stood up, patted Li Bai on the shoulder, and said, "However, while the wines of the Tang Dynasty may not compare to Moutai, if the two of us drink together, the taste won't be bad at all! Don't you agree?"

"Brother Haoran is absolutely right!" Li Bai stood up, untied the wine gourd from his waist and shook it. "The quality of the wine is secondary. To be able to drink with Brother Haoran, even plain water would be sweet to me."

Meng Haoran laughed heartily and slammed his hand on the table: "Alright! What are we waiting for? I haven't had enough to drink at these taverns on Mount Lu! Let's go find another one, and tonight we won't leave until we're completely drunk!"

Li Bai nodded happily, tied up the empty gourd, and walked out of the tavern side by side with Meng Haoran.

modern.

The following evening.

The tavern was lit, and Jiang Chuan and his two companions sat at a table by the window.

Lin Xiaoyu rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the doorway, and whispered, "Do you think Li Bai will come today?"

Jiang Chuan shook his head: "I can't say for sure. It's such a pity that we only have this much time to drink with the Poet Immortal!"

Holding a cup of hot milk, Zhu Jingjing said softly, "Perhaps we'll see him today. Mr. Taibai loves wine so much; even if something unexpected happens, he might find a way to come!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

A figure in a blue robe stepped through the door, a wine gourd hanging from his waist—it was Li Bai.

He looked up and saw Jiang Chuan, paused for a moment, then his face lit up with joy as he strode forward: "Young friend! I thought I'd never get to drink that Moutai again, but I've come to your tavern again!"

Jiang Chuan quickly stood up, both surprised and delighted: "Mr. Taibai! You've finally arrived! Why didn't you come yesterday?"

Li Bai sat down at the table, untied his gourd, and frowned, saying, "Yesterday at noon, I was at the foot of Mount Lu and pushed open the door of the inn precisely on time. But when I opened it, there was only a dirt road outside, not your tavern. I tried several times, and it was the same every time!"

Jiang Chuan was taken aback, lowered his head to think for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, a look of realization appearing in his eyes.

"I understand! We went to the film studio early yesterday morning, and I wasn't in the bar all afternoon." Jiang Chuan said thoughtfully, "So when you opened the door, Jingjing and I weren't here, so you couldn't come in."

Lin Xiaoyu realized what was happening: "You mean, the key to connecting is whether you and your siblings are present?"

Jiang Chuan nodded: "That's most likely it. After all, the golden sign said it was a stroke of luck for me and Jingjing!"

Li Bai pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "So that's how it is. It wasn't that fate had decreed our separation yesterday; it was just that you weren't here, my friend."

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He pointed to the empty gourd on the table and looked at Jiang Chuan with a smile: "Young friend, I have a favor to ask. Could you fill this gourd for me? I want to take it back and drink with Brother Haoran."

Jiang Chuan quickly asked, "Brother Haoran? Are you Meng Haoran?"

Li Bai clapped his hands and laughed, "Exactly! Yesterday, Brother Haoran and I drank together at the foot of Mount Lu, and that little bit of Maotai was gone in just a few sips!"

Someone once said, "This might be the last time in my life," but little did they expect to be able to drink to their heart's content again today!

Jiang Chuan handed back the gourd, which was filled to the brim, and suddenly had an idea. He said with great interest, "Mr. Taibai, I have a suggestion. Next time you come, could you try to bring Brother Haoran along?"

Li Bai was taken aback: "You brought Brother Haoran along?"

Jiang Chuan nodded: "That's right! Since you can come through by pushing the door open, why don't you pull Master Meng along and push the door open too? Maybe he can come through too! I'll prepare some good wine and food here, and the two of you can drink together in my little tavern. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Li Bai's eyes lit up, and he slapped the table in admiration: "Brilliant! Young friend, that's a wonderful idea! I'll try it as soon as I get back. If I can bring Brother Haoran along, then my life will truly be worthwhile!"