One sentence was so enlightening that the two of them reacted at the same time, and then said in unison, "Follow... your heart?"
"It should be."
If it is as expected by the two of them, then there is no need to dwell on right or wrong. After all, these things are the same and each has its own destiny.
After having figured out the only question, Wen Qun thought about it, tweeted Mao, and asked, "Senior brother, will you take you out for a few laps?"
"This..." Wen Mao stretched his neck and looked at "Right Road", feeling a little embarrassed. Wen Qun patted his chest again and said, "It's okay!"
Wen Mao didn't wait for a moment to think, and was dragged away by Wen Qun. As soon as the two of them left the house, they bumped into Chang Feng who was coming back. He waved to them and said with a smile, "It seems that I have figured it out. Go ahead." ."
"That's it! Mr. Chang!"
Wen Qun pulled Wen Mao and jumped out of the pavilion. The street was still empty. Wen Mao asked in confusion, "Where are we going?"
"Eastern side." Wen Qun said, throwing a paper boat from his arms, and it suddenly stopped in the air. It was all black and red, with three sails standing upright. It was half a room in size and could carry ten people.
Wen Qun grabbed Wen Mao's collar and jumped on together. His feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and he couldn't bear the strength at all. Wen Mao stomped his feet again without confirmation, and he stumbled and fell on the board of the boat.
"Haha." Wen Qun laughed twice, pulled Wen Mao up, and joked, "You haven't seen it before, right?"
This thing is called "Qingfan", and it is one of the four "sacred weapons" formed by the conspiracies of the four scholarly halls of "Zhiya Zhizhou" with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
It belongs to "paper" and is an extremely rare tool that can be used to rush on a journey.
In the blink of an eye, a thousand miles passes by eighty miles.
"Stay steady!" Wen Qun pressed his shoulder. For just a moment, the autumn wind that was not even noticeable on his body was extremely biting, going against the direction of the two of them and peeling off his skin and flesh.
Again, Wen Mao was not allowed to react, and "Qing Sail" disappeared in an instant. Wen Qun was already prepared, and the horse's steps under his legs were firmly planted. Wen Gu, Wen Mao, stumbled and fell to the ground again.
"Senior brother, can we say no next time?" Wen Mao stood up and subconsciously patted the dirt that might be stained on his body. He raised his hand to his eyes and found that there was only some dew.
The green grass under your feet is like a plain, stretching as far as the eye can see, with green bamboos standing everywhere, light mist dotting it, and a fragrance permeating the forest...
"Where is this?"
""East Bamboo Forest"" Wen Qun took Wen Mao and searched deep into the forest. He walked around in a daze for several times before reaching the place. Wen Gu Wen Mao breathed heavily and said, "Are we here..."
Wen Qun smiled awkwardly and nodded, "We're here." He squatted down and pulled up two green bamboos. An old wooden board leaked out, and two holes were drilled out of the uprooted green bamboos.
Wen Qun threw the wooden board casually, and there was a cellar underneath. More than a dozen jars of aging wine were exposed to the light. Wen Mao took a strong sniff of the sweet aroma of wine mixed with the fragrance of the forest.
He threw himself directly into the cellar. Wen Qun was knocked away by him, "Don't smash it to pieces!"
"Won't!"
Wen Guwen hooked his legs on the ground, hugged six jars of aged wine on the left and right, and held one jar in his mouth. Wen Qun was amused by this and said, "There are thirteen jars in total, you are really taking advantage of your senior brother." ah!"
"I'm not here to accompany you." Wen Mao retorted and opened two jars. One jar was handed to Wen Qun, and the other jar fell down through his open mouth, like a waterfall flying down. All flowed into the stomach.
He burped and put the empty jar aside. Wen Qun quickly stopped him and asked in disbelief, "Have you finished drinking?"
"Hiccup~ That's right." He opened another jar without hesitation, and Wen Qun still laughed, "Come on! Let me see what you measure!" He broke the mouth of the jar in his hand, revealing the strong fragrance. The true nature of the aged wine also flows down the throat.
Unavoidably, a few strands of wine hung on his lips and slipped into his clothes. Seeing Wen Mao drink another bottle, Wen Qun simply threw the black robe away and drank another bottle with his shirt off.
The two of them burped at the same time, and the aroma and smell of the wine came out at the same time. The taste of the collision was quite good. Both sides blushed, pointing at each other and laughing...
We feel like old friends at first sight, so there is no need to know each other before we meet.
Wen Mao leaned against a green bamboo and asked, "Senior brother, don't you have any complaints against those people?"
"Are you complaining..." Wen Qun hesitated for a while and said, "There must be some. In the beginning, there was not a day when I didn't want to kill the head of the Wen family. But when I thought about it, he had no choice but to kill me. , and slowly I lost the idea." After saying that, he laughed again, "I no longer care."
Listening to his words, Wen Mao was a little touched, and said softly, "That's pretty good..." He grabbed the mouth of the jar and poured a mouthful of wine.
I don’t know how this wine was brewed. It is dense and sweet when you first drink it. When you drink it, it feels like swallowing ice into your stomach. It is very sweet and cool. After the aftertaste, it is like a burning fire in your throat, which warms your heart and stomach.
After three rounds of drinking, six empty jars were piled up so that two people could hardly be seen. Wen Mao wanted to pull the last jar over, but Wen Qun was a little reluctant, each holding half of the jar mouth, "Senior brother... you are drunk... …Stop drinking…”
"Wen Mao... you are young... you can't drink so much..."
The two people's speech was all blurred, and they were swaying to grab the last bottle of wine...
Wen Mao had an idea and pushed the jar of wine in front of Wen Qun, "Senior brother, you drink."
"Hiccup...that's enough!" Wen Qun just felt a little relieved when he saw Wen Guwenmao getting into the cellar again, and he woke up instantly! "Wen Mao! Come back!"
Wen Mao also took out the last six jars of aging wine in the cellar. He seemed to see a figure in a trance... He muttered, "Auntie?"
"Why are you here?" Li Simeng looked at Wen Mao, who was not stable, and was a little confused. He smiled, held six jars of wine in his hands, and said, "Come? Have some?"
"Okay." Li Simeng took the two jars of aging wine from his arms and followed him over before seeing Wen Qun, "What is this?"
"My name is Wen Qun." He still stretched out his hand to sign the word "qun".
"Li Simeng."
Seeing a girl coming, the two of them drank less wantonly than before and were sober. Wen Mao was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is this place called Dongzhulin? Is it related to that man?"
Li Simeng pulled out the stopper of the jar of aged wine, and the rich aroma of wine hit his nose. The clear wine in the mouth of the jar reflected his depressed face.
"He gave birth to the East Bamboo Forest, and I gave birth to the West Bamboo Forest."
What the two said had nothing to do with Wen Qun, and they couldn't understand it at all. They just glanced at each other, and Li Simeng's face almost overflowed with sadness.
Wen Qun grabbed the black robe on the ground, took out a handful of candies from the inside of the clothes and handed it to Li Simeng, saying, "Girl, eat something sweet." He held down the jar of aged wine under Li Simeng's hand.
"Thank you." Li Simeng took a piece, and the pure white paper peeled off to reveal a light yellow candy. When he put it in his mouth, he could feel the sweet aroma of autumn pear, "This is the autumn pear candy that is a specialty of Liwen."
Wen Qun nodded, peeled one open and threw it into the wine jar, saying, "Yes. It tastes good, right? I bought a lot of it."
"Not bad?" Wen Mao pulled his neck and glanced twice, took one from Wen Qun's hand, and swallowed it into his stomach.
"You didn't even taste it, did you?" Wen Qun handed him another one and bumped it with the wine jar. As soon as it was brought to his mouth, Wen Mao also came over with the wine jar and bumped it.
Without hesitation, Li Simeng also picked up the jar of aged wine and bumped it with the two of them.
In the vast white fog and lush bamboo forest, the three of them drank old wine...
Thirteen empty wine jars were piled high, and the strong aroma of wine still lingered in the forest. The three of them, without exception, lay on the lawn, and a few rays of residual light filtered through the dense green bamboo leaves.
Wen Qun was the first to speak, "Do you have any dreams?"
"A dream..."
A very common topic, even if it is asked by the group of living dead, they can still talk about it. However, the three people in the forest have no feelings at all. This topic seems to be far away from them.
"Haha!" Wen Qun smiled and said, "Forget it all! I forgot it too."
Wen Guwen put his hands in front of his face to block the cone-like beams of light, and slowly closed his eyes...
Dream?...
Meet dad?
Have a full meal?
Another snack?
Or revenge?
People's dreams will be overturned, from being unrealistic to focusing on the present, and then becoming a little nostalgic.
"The waves on the Qiujiang River are filled with flowers, and Cancan wants to kill people."
Li Simeng and Wen Qun were stunned when they heard what he said, and nodded at the same time. Wen Qun rubbed his waist and yawned loudly. The autumn wind penetrated into the forest, and the bamboo leaves sounded unevenly, making people uneasy.
"Wen Mao, and this girl, have you heard about the prison-suppressing law?" Wen Qun originally thought that since Wen Mao had succeeded him, he must have some knowledge of the previous one. Moreover, that person also made a special trip to the "Curse Spirit Kingdom". If this girl were a citizen of the country, she should have heard of it more or less.
Wen Guwen raised the corner of his mouth, and put his arms around Wen Qun from behind. He probably drank too much, "Senior...Senior Brother...you are not...dishonest..." He did not stand firm on his feet, and followed his steps. Wen Qun slipped and fell to the ground.
"Two taels means half a catty..." Wen Qun covered his face and sighed helplessly. He picked up the black robe and put it on again, and then put the "light sail" out.
This scene made Li Simeng stunned. Wen Qun supported Wen Mao and jumped up, "Girl, let's go to "Jingtang Pavilion", are you going?" "
"Go to my house." As soon as Li Simeng finished speaking, he jumped up and landed firmly on his feet.
Wen Qun scratched his face in embarrassment. It was hard to tell whether he was drunk or something, but his face was a little rosy, "Girl... girl... we just met... this... is not good..."
"What are you thinking about?" Li Simeng pointed at Wen Mao and explained, "This guy is staying at my house."
"Ah?" Wen Qun opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He just smiled again and said, "Ah! Let's go!"
The golden light shines on the light sail, and the light sail sails across the sky.
In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the bamboo house. Looking from top to bottom, we saw intertwined pieces of tender bamboo forming a green roof. At first glance, it looked like a bamboo forest. Wen Qun even sighed.
The two people got off the "Qingsail" with ease and worked together to carry Wen Mao in. The mattress, which was still messy when they left in the morning, had been packed away as neatly as cubes of tofu.
It took a lot of efforts to get the "Jiu Mengzi" settled. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Wen Qun said, "Ha... this thing... ha... there is no wine..."
Li Simeng poured out the poisonous tea in the teapot, took out another bag of old tea from the bamboo cabinet, and boiled it again. Wen Qun looked around the room and found that there was nothing that was not made of green bamboo.
He casually sat beside Wen Mao's bed, reached for a cup of freshly brewed tea, and said, "Girl, have you ever heard of the prison-suppressing law?"
"I'm just confused." Li Simeng said, "You speak like a girl. How old are you?"
Wen Qun pretended to be old and blew the tea, drank it down, put the cup back on the bamboo table, stretched out his hand to sign "two", and said, "Twenty thousand years old."
Li Simeng couldn't help laughing, half-hiding her face and said, "Little brother, I'm already eleven!"
"Ah?!" Wen Qun glanced at Li Simeng, then at Wen Guwenmao, and asked, "What about my junior brother?"
"He seems to be in his junior year."
Wen Qun crossed his legs comfortably, then he was startled and asked, "One hundred and eighty?!" He turned around and looked at Wen Mao, who was sleeping deeply, "One hundred and eighty to enter the body tempering state? !”
After a while, Wen Qun calmed down. After all, Mr. Chang had said earlier that he was not a true monk until he entered the state of "Lian Lizhi".
Although the speed of promotion is enough to make people talk, I don't know what Wen Mao's background is. Will this realm be too unstable and unstable?
While Wen Mao was sobering up, the two of them joked about a lot of things. They talked about their experiences together, "Don't be too sad." Wen Qun comforted him.
"Ah Ling..."
"Ah Ling..."
"Ah Ling... don't be with them... just wait for me... I will be the third "Lord of the World"... marry you..."
Wen Guwen mumbled something in his sleep. He rarely let down his guard and spoke out all the words he was holding in his heart. Wen Qun joked, "Am I still a lover?"
Li Simeng smiled and told Wen Qun about Wen Mao's example, which caused another burst of laughter...
"What do you think?"
"Me..." Wen Qun was startled, and gave an example nearby, saying, "New love is like wine, drank in one gulp, and tasteless after sorrow. Old love is like tea, after three rounds, it still has a sweet and astringent fragrance." He He poured himself another cup of tea, gave Li Simeng a cup from a distance, and said, "Besides, my junior brother is very handsome. I'm afraid it will be difficult for that girl to find someone better than him."
Hearing the sound, Li Simeng also leaned over and took a look, "Don't tell me, I didn't notice it before. This guy is really good-looking." She sat up straight again and asked, "He just said he wanted to be the lord of the world. ,you?"
Wen Qun still laughed loudly and said, "This is my junior brother, let alone the lord of the world. Even if he wants to fight with the evil beasts, I will still help him."
"Just because he is your junior brother? But you have just met, right?" Li Simeng asked confused.
Wen Qun replied, "We fall in love with each other and feel like old friends at first sight. Why should we know each other before when we meet again?"
Seeing that Wen Guwenmao didn't look like he would wake up soon, Wen Qun simply stayed at Li Simeng's house, and the two of them slept until 3:30 noon the next day before waking up...
