Smell the fragrance of tea and see the shadows of mountains and rivers in Qiongbei.
Bai Yujun knelt down solemnly, looking at the reflection of the tea in his hand and then looking up at the shadow of the moon and laurel.
The tea has a unique fragrance.
To be honest, Bai Yujun really admires Fairy Chang'e for living in this place where there are only rabbits for a long time. There is no rain, no cold crystal snowflakes, no wind and clouds, no ponds, lakes, rivers, not even a well with a little moisture. Yes.
After tasting tea and chatting, we gradually got to know each other. After all, both immortals and dragons are lazy.
"Yu Jun, the great changes in the prehistoric immortal world are huge chaos?"
Guanghan Palace overlooks the mountains and rivers like a chessboard. Since the Heavenly Court was closed to the present day, the earth has been in flames and mourning everywhere. The ghosts of hell are rising and the demons are raging. The evil spirits of killings and conquests in various immortal realms are soaring to the sky. More than one random word can be used to conquer it.
Hearing this, Moubai nodded.
"It's very messy, and the human brain is like a dog's brain. I've been able to eat a few full meals from time to time in my more than a thousand years."
There are many prey seeking death, and the predators are feasting openly.
Chang'e's eyelids twitched.
It can make the mythical beast and the dragon full of food, and you can imagine how many gods, gods, demons and monsters have died.
"The demons...are there any signs of retreating?"
Moubai shook his head.
"No, he is more arrogant than before. The small world is fine, but many big worlds have been massacred and destroyed. Although it will not endanger the ancient immortal world, the fire of hell is about to burn the heads of all the great immortals."
I really wonder how there are so many cracks in hell.
Even in the heaven beyond Jiuxiaoyun, the ears of the mythical beast and true dragon can still hear the cries of living beings, but so what, those who are capable are too lazy to care, and they are not enough to protect the common people at the moment.
How can I put it, this world is too old, and it always exudes a pungent and eye-catching smell of decay.
Fairy Chang'e was silent for a while...
The spiritual tea in the cup seemed to have lost its flavor.
When living beings suffer, normal people will feel sad.
Too lazy to think about those troublesome things, Bai Yujun drank the osmanthus tea in the cup and looked at the tea cup over and over with eyes wide open. The tea was so magical that it was unbelievable. Afterwards, he realized that in addition to the magical osmanthus tea, the water used to brew the tea was also extraordinary.
"This tea..."
"That's right, Emperor Liujian."
Chang'e said calmly, and Moubai suddenly trembled all over, even his tail stopped.
Open your mouth, stick out your tongue and lick the teacup clean carefully.
"..."
The fairy was stunned.
A certain white dragon no longer cares about image, this is the emperor's ooze, it is extremely authentic and far superior to the fakes mixed with water in the world. At the same time, this thing is also the favorite of the mountain spirits. Every time the emperor's ooze is sprinkled on the mortal world, it is a grand event. I remember when I was young, there was a beast that ate a lot of food.
Later, Shanshan Dujie was struck to death by lightning.
Chang'e filled another cup of tea.
"It's impossible to drink laurel tea outside, but it's very common in Guanghan Palace. Every fifteenth day, there will always be some petals falling from the lunar calendar, and the laurel tree at that time is the clearest."
Bai Yujun felt that he would be able to see it next time, because he had to go to the cafeteria... and Tianlao to do some work.
"Can you climb trees?"
"..."
This question is serious.
There are almost no such thoughts among the gods, demons and monsters in the sky, except for the mortal mountain spirits. After all, those spirits have little insight and intelligence, and climbing trees is their instinct.
But you are also a dragon after all, the head of the mythical beasts, yet you are so casual.
"Isn't it bad? The sacred laurel tree has great merits in the world, and we should respect it."
"Don't worry, I'm just talking casually."
But Danfeng's beautiful eyes were moving around, obviously she meant what she said...
When I got tired of the tea, I changed my taste.
Two jars of fine wine were placed on the table.
"Fairy, try the monkey wine brewed by the divine monkey. Well, it's actually peach blossom wine. We're in for a treat. Many years ago, someone secretly took a sip. Tsk, tsk. Fairy, please bring the wine glass~"
Skillfully opened the altar, poured two large bowls full, and it was really quite satisfying to take one bite.
Chang'e looked at the wine jar.
"It's strange that there is some new mud on this altar."
It was rare for Guanghan Palace to smell the aroma of wine, even the Moon Rabbit ran in to pluck up the courage to drink, making it a rare lively event.
Bai Yujun's world.
In the valley, there is rain and peach blossoms. The monkey's hair is stained with dewdrops. He is working hard with a hoe. Apart from fighting, his favorite thing is to watch the peach forest flourish. He enjoys climbing up the peach tree and jumping around. He is idle. If you're bored, you can brew some monkey wine.
There is a fiery red sycamore tree high on the top of the mountain.
The little phoenix squatted on the tree and combed its feathers, occasionally staring at the largest sweet peaches with mischievous eyes.
The Phoenix clan is actually not very interested in peaches, but they can't hold back their curiosity. The monkey takes care of the peach tree like a baby every day without giving it to them to eat. Over time, the little Phoenix's curiosity is aroused.
The monkey was too lazy to pay attention to the greedy bird.
Peach trees are a kind of fairy. They need more sunshine and rain to mature for a long time. If you eat them now, they will definitely be half-cooked.
I think we monkeys are the most loyal, so why would we care about a few peaches?
It's noon.
Thinking of the peach blossom stuffing buried many years ago, you can taste it.
Humming a tune, sticking your butt out, and carefully digging the soil with the monkey's paw. There has been no war recently, so you can drink a jar of fine wine and lie down under the peach tree to sleep. The more you think about it, the happier you are. We monkeys are the most loyal, but it's a pity that Bailong is not here.
Digging and digging...
"squeak?"
A big hole has been dug under the peach tree.
The jars of peach blossom stuffing were placed one after another, and after counting, I realized that two jars were missing!
On the fiery red sycamore tree, the little phoenix stuck its head into its wings, sighing secretly that such a monkey had actually committed hysteria, and the immortal officials in the shrine did not come to persuade it.
…
Heavenly prison.
Bai Yujun smiled and saluted the statues of the two mythical beasts.
It’s always right to pay more obeisances to the boss of the mythical beast. After doing so, he took out the incense burner, steamed buns, paper, money and other items from his pocket. There were two copies, one for each of the two statues. They were arranged according to the rules of worship, lit incense, burned yellow paper...
"Cough~"
Sneeze to make sparks and light the yellow paper.
Burning paper is actually a science. According to folklore, it is best to burn paper with a strong fire when visiting a grave. A strong fire means good luck and good fortune. If the fire is weak and burns slowly, it may be a bad year. Of course, the method of burning paper also has a lot to do with it. For example, burn the yellow paper first. The paper is spread out and fluffy rather than stacked, which makes it easier to burn.
If the wind blows away the paper and ignites the weeds and causes a fire, don't be busy, just go home and wait for the bad luck.
Moubai is going to Tianlao to cause trouble.
The set of guarding mythical beasts is almost indispensable. Who knows if the two statues will pop out.
In front of the statue, a certain Bai bent down, burned paper and muttered.
"Seniors, don't be polite. We don't have enough money for our family, so feel free to spend it. If you are short in the future, just say something. It won't be a problem to burn some gold, silver, house, car."
"Xiaolong came here empty-handed last time and felt very guilty. He couldn't sleep all night and didn't think about food or food. Today he came here to make up for it."
The statue is shaking slightly...
Bai Yujun is proficient in burning paper, and his method is extremely skillful.
Burning paper in front of the Tianlao door is probably the only one in history.
After burning the paper, I dusted off the paper ash that fell on my body. When I looked up, I was stunned. Zulong is above, what's going on?
In front of the mighty and oppressive Tianlao gate.
The two statues of mythical beasts actually turned around, yes, changed direction...
