In the small courtyard of Tianxialou, Ye Xianzi was meditating aside. The red leaves spread out soft cushions under her body. She had to do her homework every day and never pulled them down.
Jun Bu Bai finished clearing the dishes and had nothing to do. Zhuang Mengxing happened to go downstairs to wash the dishes.
The eldest sister's happiness still needs to be checked by her younger brother, who leans in front of the kitchen door and talks to Zhuang Mengxing.
"How did you meet my eldest sister?" The heart of gossip has existed since ancient times.
Winning some favor from my future brother-in-law is also a path of cultivation that I must take. Zhuang Mengxing smiled while washing the dishes and replied: "I came downstairs to eat here five years ago. When I took the first bite of lion head, I fell in love with the taste. After eating it for a month, I really couldn’t put it down and couldn’t get tired of eating it. Later, I was lucky enough to meet your eldest sister, who has good craftsmanship and is beautiful. I fell into it at the next glance and desperately wanted to stay in Tianxialou. After eating a few Overlord meals, she caught him and paid off his debt."
He is also a ruthless person who dares to eat the Overlord's meal in Tianxialou. Jun Bubai asked maliciously: "The Overlord's meal in Tianxialou is not so delicious, isn't it."
Having washed the dishes, Zhuang Mengxing shook the water off his hands and stood up to squeeze his numb feet. Su Lingdang loves to be clean. He has washed these sets of dishes many times and will not let her find any faults. "First, I washed dishes in this kitchen for half a year. I was so clumsy at first that I broke a lot of dishes and chopsticks. Half a year's wages were worth the overlord meal, and then I burned the fire for a year, which was worth the money for the broken dishes and chopsticks."
Jun Bubai snickered and said, "My eldest sister has a temper that most people can't stand."
He had been woken up by cold water, smoke, kicks, and firewood. The life of that year and a half was like a prison class, and Zhuang Mengxing still had fresh memories. He patted his chest and said with a smile: "I was tortured." I fell in love with you after being tortured. To pursue your eldest sister, in addition to being thick-skinned and strong-minded, I also need to be in good health."
Zhuang Mengxing placed the washed dishes and chopsticks neatly on the shelf, and wiped off the water stains on the wooden shelf.
Jun Bubai shook his head, muttering in his heart that this man was hopeless.
Since you want to ask, ask more questions. If one day the eldest sister really relents and takes advantage of this kid, it will be too late. I still have to check more carefully and ask: "Is there anyone else in your family?"
Zhuang Mengxing turned around and replied with a melancholy and self-aware look: "The family motto of the Zhuang family is to travel around the world freely. After six years of age, you have to be self-reliant and travel far away. Only when you die can you return to your roots. And the Zhuang family is not happy, so I Now, twenty years after leaving home, I have only met one person from the same clan."
Jun Bubai boasted: "It's not as lively as our world."
Zhuang Mengxing walked out of the kitchen and stood in the warm sunshine, bathed in the soft skylight. Every day on the third floor, he listened to the sound of drinking, noise, and laughter from the first and second floors. Much of the desolation was washed away. He liked this place. It was very comfortable, much warmer than the dealer. More importantly, he wanted to stay here. He couldn't help but sigh: "Yes, it's really lively downstairs today."
How can we talk without drinking? Jun Bubai grabbed two jars of immortal drunkenness in the kitchen and threw one jar to Zhuang Mengxing. He bent down and sat on the steps, crossed his legs and said, "I haven't heard what you said yet." Where’s the third floor?”
Zhuang Mengxing took the wine jar and took a quick sip of wine. With a flip of his hand, like an ancient trick, the wine jar turned into a paper fan. He shook the paper fan gently and several butterflies flew out and chased the light. "It took a while." A lot of thought, but also rely on this hand Zhuang Sheng Mengdie."
To climb three floors, you have to outsmart the original poster.
Jun Bubai took out a rough blade and cut off a section of light and shadow, disturbing the butterflies chasing the light. He asked doubtfully: "So, my eldest sister was defeated by you?"
Zhuang Mengxing closed the paper fan, turned his hand again, and the paper fan turned into a wine jar. He raised his head and took a deep drink, and said with a wry smile: "It's a tie."
While he was talking, a butterfly flew back to the courtyard. Zhuang Mengxing spread his hands, and the butterfly landed on his fingertips. Its wings flickered, telling it what it had seen. The butterfly's return meant that Su Lingdang was about to return. He turned to look at the back door of the small courtyard, looking forward to the first thing he saw when she came back.
Jun Bubai finished drinking the wine in his hand, put down the wine jar, and said curiously: "There is a rumor in the world that Zhuangzi entered the state of transformation after dreaming of a butterfly, and then wandered around in the North Ming Dynasty. He saw Kunpeng flapping its wings and entered the state of selflessness. In one thought, It can travel ninety thousand miles, I don’t know whether it is true or false.”
The butterfly stopped on the wine jar and stole the wine. Zhuang Mengxing chased it away and let it fall on his shoulders. He took a sip of wine and said, "The rumors in the world may not be true. I have never seen the true appearance of our ancestors."
After drinking the wine, his energy and blood flowed smoothly. Jun Bubai stood up and stretched his muscles. "I wish I had asked more questions from Master Baishi. He has also met Zhuangzi."
Zhuang Mengxing took a big sip of the wine in the jar, turned his hand and turned it into a paper fan, and the butterfly on his shoulder flew into the paper fan. "The Zhuang family has no record of the ancestor entering the realm of immortality. What the old Taoist Baishi saw may not be Zhuangzi."
Jun Bubai agreed: "That's right. He said that no one would take Shen Qinglan away from the four companions of the Twelve Lives of the Qimen, but in the end, Shen Qinglan was still left in the White Birch Forest. If someone blocked it, there should be a fight. , we are so close, we should be able to hear it. There is no sound of fighting at all, which really doesn’t make sense. And it’s very strange that Shen Qinglan has been taken away and yet he didn’t hesitate to leave her behind. "
Zhuang Mengxing remained silent. His purpose was to keep tabs on him, and Miss Shen's affairs had nothing to do with him.
In the middle of the waterway, a awning boat pushes forward through the water.
The old Taoist Baishi fished straight on the bow of the boat with a brass smoke pot in his mouth. There was no bait in the fishing line. When the boat was moving, the fishing line was always straight, and the old Taoist slowly blew smoke rings.
Kong Xuan's little monkey stood beside the boat and fished for its reflection in the water. The reflection was shattered. The little monkey jumped up and down with a squeaking sound. After a few fish attempts, he lost his patience and jumped back onto Kong Xuan's shoulder.
Yunli had already woken up, with a fox fur wrapped around his shoulders, leaning against the center of the cabin. The white stone in the center of the cabin exuded the fragrance of gardenia. Yunli touched it with her weak and boneless hands and felt a warm heartbeat.
"Senior, are you really waiting for Wu Jin?" Yunli withdrew his hand and asked respectfully.
Old Taoist Baishi glanced at the cabin, took a deep breath of dry smoke and said, "We are taking Shen Qinglan back to Chang'an this time. Since he has been caught, it is better to return to Chang'an as soon as possible. That boy Wu Jin will be lucky."
A gray pigeon landed on the canopy of the boat and cooed. Kong Xuan's little monkey cat bent over to catch it, and the pigeon flapped its wings and flew away.
Old Taoist Baishi put away the fishing rod, knocked off the ashes in the pot, filled another pot, looked at the direction of the pigeons, and lit the tobacco.
The pigeons flew over the water, through the mountains and forests, from the desolate mountains to the bustling city of Yangzhou, and stopped in the backyard of a shop selling rouge.
In the small courtyard of Tianxialou, the door knocker fell, and Su Lingdang came in from the back door of the small courtyard. She was in a good mood and walked with wind.
Zhuang Mengxing greeted him with a smile on his face, but was ignored by Su Lingdang.
Jun Bubai saw that the plaster on Su Lingdang's embroidered shoes had dried up and asked with concern: "Sister, where have you been? Why are there mud on the shoes?"
Su Lingdang said calmly: "I went to Guinong Villa to ask for an explanation.
Su Lingdang stopped three feet in front of Jun Bubai and stamped the mud off her feet. She was half a head shorter than Jun Bubai, but she gave Jun Bubai a condescending feeling. She followed her instructions, "You are not allowed to get involved again in the future." Regarding the matter in Chang'an, Guinong Villa is hiding behind its back, trying to use Tianxialou, Shennong Valley, and Youqingsi as a shield. Our Tianxialou and Shennong Valley are backed by masters and sword gods, but there are also experts on the Chang'an side. A person that even the Master and the Sword God are afraid of. Back then, Bai Xiaosheng tricked the Master and the Sword God into going to Chang'an without telling the Master, but he failed. The Master found out and broke one of his legs before he could calm down."
Bai Xiaosheng begged for help and agreed to go to Yangzhou because of Shen Qinglan's pity. He regretted it in the middle and was really worried. He said softly: "Eldest sister, Miss Shen's family has nothing wrong. It's just that her fate is different from that of the empress." It's similar, he will be kidnapped to Chang'an, his life or death is uncertain, I really can't bear it."
Su Lingdang took a few steps forward, put a hand on Jun Bubai's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Sometimes good intentions can lead to mistakes. The best way now is to take advantage of the fact that Baishi Old Dao doesn't know that you are involved with Guinong Villa, and let this matter go away. Give it up, even if Chang'an comes to Tianxialou to stir up trouble, there is an excuse. You and Fairy Ye went to Qingyun Temple to offer incense, and you came to help when you met a thief who wanted to kidnap Miss Shen's family. Shennong Valley and Youqingsi can also break away from each other. As for the Shen family's Bian, don't worry, the Shen family is the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River, so they naturally have the foundation to fight against Chang'an. As long as there is no connection with Guinong Villa, Chang'an will naturally be concerned."
Jun Bubai wanted to retort, but was suppressed by Su Lingdang's momentum.
"I will visit the Shen family as a good friend, so you don't have to worry anymore. Don't rush back to Suzhou. Stay in Yangzhou for a few days and take Fairy Ye out for a walk. This will convince people that you and Fairy Ye are just here in Yangzhou. play."
The instructions that need to be given have been given, and as the sky gradually sets, Su Lingdang is thinking about arranging the accommodation for Jun Bubai and Ye Xianzi these days.
Ye Xianzi is still meditating, with red leaves spread beside her.
Although Ye Xianzi and Jun Bubai were childhood sweethearts, Su Lingdang still didn't know how to talk to Ye Xianzi. She leaned close to Jun Bubai's ear and asked with a smile: "Should we arrange for you to live in one room or two separate rooms tonight?"
Since the eldest sister has spoken, he will not be able to leave Yangzhou for a while. He will put aside Shen Qinglan's affairs for the time being and have a good time in Yangzhou with Ye Xianzi. This trip to Yangzhou will not be in vain. Jun Bubai replied shamelessly: "One day." Just time.”
Su Lingdang had a bad smile on her face, "You have to be careful, don't let me become an aunt early, and people in the world will say that we don't know etiquette in the world."
Jun Bubai blushed and quickly explained: "Sister, we are innocent."
Su Lingdang smiled even brighter, "No need to explain, only you yourself know your innocence."
Zhuang Mengxing, who had been standing aside for a long time, felt envious when he saw the laughter of the two siblings. He took a few steps closer, but was noticed by Su Lingdang, who gave him a look that stopped him in his tracks.
Jun Bubai's eyes drifted to Zhuang Mengxing and mocked: "Sister, you have to pay more attention."
Su Lingdang gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, sister, if you dare to tease me, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart."
Jun Bubai escaped with Qinggong, Su Lingdang followed closely behind, and the two chased him in the courtyard.
Ye Xianzi opened her eyes and dissipated her power. There was no trace of the red leaves under her body. There were faint signs of entering the realm of selflessness. Countless roots were growing on the soles of her shoes, which connected her with the view of the love tree in the Love Division in Jinling. She saw the love-seeking girls hanging on the tree and under the tree. The girls seemed to sense her presence and bowed to the love-making tree.
In the small courtyard next to the lake of the Jinling Love Department, the former headmaster Ye Fengqiu took off the Ruoshui sword he had worn for forty years from his waist, locked it in a wooden box, and then burst into tears.
In the Dunhuang Buddhist Grottoes, on top of the tallest Buddha, standing in the wind, ginger-red snow-white hair danced in the wind, with an expressionless face. His immortality brought an unprecedented heavy snowfall to Dunhuang, and the desert and Gobi were completely white.
