"Come! Let's have a drink together!" Ouyang Jinse raised his glass and suggested.
The three of them also agreed and drank another glass of wine. Xiaochen and Yan'er looked calm, but Ling'er was already drunk and her whole face was red.
Although her thinking became sluggish, she slowly relaxed emotionally. She was eating a chicken leg at this time and no longer cared about her personal image.
"What delicious sauce chicken legs!" Ling'er sighed while chewing on the chicken legs, making everyone laugh.
When Yan'er looked at her, not only was there no disgust in her eyes, but she was a little envious. Very few people could put aside everything and do such a thing as they pleased. It must be delicious to eat chicken legs like this!
And she could tell that this sister was a little reserved and afraid of strangers, but she looked very cute like this.
"After all, it's really rare for a monk to get drunk from three glasses of wine..." Thinking of these, Yan'er couldn't help but laugh again, and then patted Ling'er on the back, for fear that she would choke. arrive.
Seeing this, Xiaochen felt a little helpless, so he could only use his spiritual thoughts to whisper: "Ling'er, you can use spiritual energy to resolve drunkenness, try it."
Ling'er was stunned for a moment after hearing the transmission, and then she realized what she was doing. She lowered her head and began to drink away the odor of alcohol. After a while, her expression became clear, and then she looked at the two-bitten big chicken drumstick in her left hand, her brain in a state of confusion. blank.
"Is there a place for me to hide for a while..." Ling'er thought shamefully as her brain shut down for a while.
"Forget it, it's all over now, I don't care anymore." Ling'er, who became more and more ashamed as she thought about it, gave up on herself. She picked up the chicken drumstick and took a bite.
It tastes really good...
Ouyang Jinse also suppressed a smile at this time, picked up the vegetables in a serious manner and put them into his mouth, thinking of a topic to attract everyone's attention. When he glanced around and saw the bright moonlight outside the terrace outside the window, he immediately had an idea. : "Looking at the moon on the Moon Corridor Bridge, the flowers are blooming tonight and the moon is full. How about we play a game of poetry solitaire!"
Yan'er immediately agreed: "Okay, I have long wanted to ask Master Xia Xiao for his advice."
Xiaochen didn't object. He glanced at the crescent moon and agreed, "Okay."
Then seeing the panic in Ling'er's eyes, Xiaochen said, "Ling'er is drunk, so I'll take care of her share. What do you think?"
Ouyang Jinse and Yan'er looked at each other, then nodded in unison: "No problem!"
"Then let me help you, sir!" Ling'er felt a little moved after hearing this and raised the drumstick and said.
"Then let me speak first. The rule is that one person must say a poem, and the poem must contain the word "moon". How about it?" Ouyang Jinse also suggested with great interest at this time.
"Feihua Order?" Xiaochen asked doubtfully.
"Yes." Yan'er also said with a smile.
Ouyang Jinse nodded after hearing what Xiao Chen said: "It's the rule of Feihua Order. The verses cannot be repeated. Yan'er, you and I are on the same team, let's work hard!"
Yan'er looked at Xiaochen and said, "Brother Xiao, is this okay?"
Xiao Chen nodded and said, "Just follow Miss Ouyang's rules. In this case, I will be on the same team as Ling'er. If you two say something, I will follow."
"Come on, Master! Ling'er will join your team!" Ling'er shouted happily, her true nature revealed, and she didn't look timid at all.
At this time, the atmosphere at the scene became heated.
Ouyang Jinse thought for a moment and said immediately: "The gorgeous moonlight reflects on the river, and the beauty of the world reflects on the wine cup."
"Sir, it's your turn." Yan'er said, holding up the wine glass and looking at Xiaochen.
Xiaochen looked at the two beauties in front of him, lowered his head, picked up the wine glasses, touched them, and then said: "Looking at the moon when you are drunk, it doesn't look like moonlight. It turns out to be the beautiful eyes of the beauties."
"Good!" Ouyang Jinse praised loudly, and then said quietly: "Who is the beauty sir mentioned on the field?"
He smiled and replied: "The beauty is right in front of you, so why bother with her name?"
As soon as these words came out, Yan'er covered her mouth and smiled wildly. It took a while for her to recover, and she said with a smile on her face: "Sir, listen carefully. I will say the next sentence first."
Under the moonlight, Xiaochen raised his wine glass to indicate the question.
"The waning moon flies up into the sky, and suddenly falls below the present day."
Xiaochen was a little surprised after hearing this, looking down and thinking.
Ouyang Jinse opened his eyes wide at this time, looked at Yan'er and whispered in a low voice: "Yan'er, tell me honestly, did you get interested after seeing her."
Yan'er's pretty face turned red after hearing this, and she pushed her away without responding, which made her even more convinced.
"Yes!" Xiaochen glanced at the shy Yan'er and said, "The blush rises with the wind, and now the moon shines together."
After hearing this, her face flushed, and she quickly turned her head and looked away in panic.
Ouyang Jinse had a genuine expression on his face and said, "Yan'er is mine, sir, don't even think about taking it away!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan'er covered his mouth with one hand. It took a while before the two of them finished playing.
"Young Master is great!" Ling'er said while chewing on the chicken drumsticks, and the Young Master met again!
Although Feihua Ling didn't say that he had to face each other, Xiaochen thought it was interesting for a while and just gave it a try.
"Humph! I won't hold back this time. Sir, please listen!" Ouyang Jinse pretended to be confident of victory.
Then he said: "The flowers are blooming on the moon, and the dream falls on the Yaotai and I miss the dream spirit."
This sentence was a bit difficult. Xiaochen lowered his gaze and thought deeply, but when he saw the other party being so proud, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Yan'er was troubled and said: "Is this too difficult..."
As soon as he said this, Ouyang Jinse immediately became unhappy. He took Yan'er's hand and said, "Where are you from?"
After hearing this, she lowered her head, smiled, and did not answer.
After thinking for a while, Xiaochen also had thoughts. He was hesitating whether to say anything, but finally he said slowly: "Happiness sticks to the moonlight and happiness shines, and love shines through the moon corridor as love."
As soon as this sentence came out, several people present were stunned one after another. They saw the beauty's face rising with red clouds, and she was so beautiful.
After a while, Yan'er looked at Xiaochen in amazement and sighed slightly: "Sir, I won. The Nu family is really willing to lose."
Ouyang Jinse looked at Yan'er, covered her heart and said, "Yan'er, you betrayed me... wu wu, my Yan'er..."
The blush on Yan'er's face rose again, and she scratched her itchy flesh with her hands in embarrassment. The scene suddenly became extremely chaotic.
The two polite ladies were a bit unsightly at this moment, so Xiaochen turned his gaze away slightly, pretending to be nonchalant.
Ling'er looked at Xiaochen with great admiration, then lowered her head, and smiled without knowing what she was thinking.
"This Flying Flower Order has exceeded its original rules..." Xiaochen ate another piece of bamboo shoots, and as his thoughts flowed, he didn't care anymore. As long as the atmosphere of the party is happy, the rules are not important.
After drinking and chatting for a while, the moon on the terrace behind them also rose to the center. The moonlight passed through the gathering platform on the top of the Moon Corridor Bridge, gathered, and reflected behind the gauze curtains in the room, a bright white moonlight floated. Below, a seven-stringed guqin shines brightly, making people unable to take their eyes away just by looking at it.
After all, under the moonlight, the scenery in front of him was too sacred, as if it were the stage of the moon fairy.
Everyone's attention was also attracted by this. Yan'er stood up slowly, looked at Xiaochen tenderly and said: "The moonlight is shining, and this is the scene. Let me play a song to comfort Ruan Linmeng. I hope you like it, sir."
Xiao Chen watched Yan'er slowly sit down, the moonlight falling on her body like silver frost, supporting her to transform into a moon fairy, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.
At some point, Ouyang Jinse touched Xiao Chen, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Sir, what do you think of Yan'er?"
"It's so beautiful that I'm at a loss for words. The gauze moonlight is draped on her body, and even the metal ornaments shine like stars." Xiaochen admired.
"That's, that's my face!" Ouyang Jinse was very satisfied after hearing the praise.
After being stunned for a moment, Xiaochen saw that she was a little embarrassed and a little ashamed, so he said nothing more.
Ouyang Jinse continued: "Do you want to sleep with her and ravage her?"
But I never thought that after hearing this, he just shook his head slightly: "Food and color are our nature, and the beauty of the face can only be seen from a distance. I don't have any wrong thoughts."
After hearing the answer, she was also a little disappointed. She could see that Yan'er was a little attracted to Xiaochen in front of her, but it was a pity that the falling flowers were intentional and the flowing water was ruthless.
At this time, Yan'er also finished adjusting the scales and played a few times to test the tone.
After another long coda, the sound waves passed through my heart in an ethereal way.
Under the moonlight, Yan'er smiled and began to gently play the guqin. The antique sound of the qin slowly spread out with the charm of time.
When I first heard the prelude, it was soft and ethereal, as if I was in a valley. The sound of the piano had some echoes, and the sound was endless.
Everyone closed their eyes unconsciously and immersed themselves in the feast of music.
Yan'er looked at the intoxicated expressions of the people in front of her, and the speed of plucking the strings in her hands suddenly increased, like spring rain pouring down.
In everyone's perception, the valley in front of them also turned into thick clouds unconsciously. Several people who were swimming in the sea of clouds suddenly heard some thunder, and soon the dark clouds covered them, and the dark clouds that had accumulated for a long time quickly spread. It rains.
In the illusion created by the sound of the piano, several people had already turned into rainwater, dripping on the leaves, making a crisp sound, and then bounced onto the stones, splashing into smaller water splashes, which penetrated into the soil and spread along the terrain. Gather into a trickle and climb up.
The surrounding dry and cracked land quickly regained its vitality as the water flowed by. In an instant, the river rushed past, leaving only the leafy forest of life.
But as the river became more violent, it gradually went out of control, destroying the dams along the coast and flooding the villages downstream. At this time, the sound of the piano also changed to melancholy. After the flood destroyed everything, the river finally became calm and stopped. In low-lying areas. Gradually the flood receded, and the surviving villagers along the coast built new homes one after another, and the raging flood seemed to no longer exist.
Only a few tributaries continue to move forward along the river. Now the water drops have become tired and can only flow along the river, being trapped and no longer having room to struggle.
At this time, the sound of the piano became high-pitched again. It turned out that the river merged into a river and poured into the sea.
With the brisk sound of the piano, the sea water steams up, and small water vapor floats in the sky again. They gather together to form carefree white clouds.
White clouds floated by, and people below cheered, which meant that the land that had been dry for a long time would once again be nourished by rain and receive the blessing of heaven.
At this point, the sound of the piano becomes softer. In the night, white clouds pass through the moon, revealing the morning light and reflecting the colorful morning glow. No one knows when the clouds will turn into rain, but the cycle of life will always come again and again.
The song ended, and Fu Ruan took his curtain call.
Xiaochen opened his eyes, and his mood calmed down with the sound of the piano. His cultivation naturally reached the perfection of the Qi Condensation Stage.
Looking at the face under the moonlight, he applauded and praised. This song originated in the sky, fell to the earth, experienced twists and turns, and returned to the sky. It really matched the heavenly sound that is difficult to find in the world.
For those who are waiting in drought, the sound of falling raindrops is the best music in the world.
"Bah bang bang!"
It took a while for everyone to react, and they all applauded and praised.
Good news is hard to find, let alone music from heaven.
Yan'er stood up with a smile and walked in front of everyone.
Then, the banquet continued until the moon dimmed and was obscured by clouds, and everyone had a good time and left.
Standing at the door of Yuelang Bridge, she watched Xiaochen's leaving figure, and a different kind of emotion flashed in her eyes.
Ouyang Jinse said casually on the side: "Poor Yan'er, you will never escape my grasp in this life. Mr. Xiao has no interest in you at all, so you should just obey me."
After hearing this, Yan'er lowered her gaze with some disappointment, and her face looked a little gloomy.
"Alas! There is no grass anywhere in the world, so why bother to fall in love with that guy unrequitedly." Ouyang Jinse hugged her shoulders and comforted softly.
On the way back to the inn, Ling'er asked carefully: "Master, that Yan'er seems to be interested in you. She peeks at your reaction from time to time, Master."
Xiaochen just said calmly: "You realized it wrong, it's just a friendship between guests and friends."
"Young Master is lying..." Ling'er muttered softly.
"Let's go, there's still a lot to do."
