The purple air comes out of the secluded circle, and the deep Xiu supports the heavy column.

Hui Feng scratches the smoke tree, and the red English dots the culvert.

Bu Yi ran away alone to be quiet, leaving Yaoji and Luochen facing each other, gradually falling silent.

Both of them had something on their minds, but they didn't know how to speak, or they hadn't decided whether to say it or not.

Caring for each other without words, after a long time, it is inevitable to be embarrassed.

Yao Ji invited Luochen to wander around the building and find a place to blow the wind and enjoy the scenery.

The dust is as good as a stream, and he really looks up and down the surroundings and looks at the scenery. Yao Ji accompanied her to introduce a few sentences, and then looked at the silhouette of the young man, and gradually became distracted.

His thoughts drifted away for a while, and after a while, he subconsciously spat out a sentence: "Do you hate me deeply?" The sword has been reborn, but you still live in the body of others, refusing to come out to meet.

"Huh?" Luochen turned his head when he heard the voice, "Is the fairy talking to me?"

Yao Ji suddenly returned to her soul and tugged at the corners of her lips: "Oh, I mean, it's weird to sit like this." Wait here for a while, and I'll go get something. Then he got up and flew away.

Later, I went and returned, and there was indeed an extra thing in my hand.

The material is like jade, the shape is unique, its lower belly is round, and the thin tubes on it are densely covered, at a glance, it is like a delicate little pumpkin with a handful of incense sticks of different colors. I don't know what it's for.

Yao Ji took it back to her seat, and then gently picked it from the bottom of the pumpkin and removed the two jade snow clear cups. After placing them in front of each other, they pointed to the pot again, and saw a stream of clear liquid flying out of one of the "incense sticks", drawing a clear arc in the air and pouring it into the cup.

Luochen looked at it with curiosity all the way, and at this time he realized that the other party was going to invite him to taste tea.

After the cup in front of him was full, Yao Ji changed to pour herself, and raised her hand slightly in courtesy, making a gesture of please. And with a soft voice: "It has taken me a lot of work, how about you taste this wine?"

Wine?

The hand that fell into the dust and held the cup instinctively froze.

In my impression, the wine is spicy in the throat, burning the lungs, and after drinking, you can smell the turbidity on the surface of the body. If you drink too much, you will have a headache, want to vomit, get confused, and have nightmares...... Thinking about the experience of being forced to drink heavily in the old valley, it really doesn't feel good.

Seeing that he didn't move, Yao Ji raised her eyebrows suspiciously.

Luochen explained slightly embarrassedly: "Xiaoxian is not good at drinking. ”

Yao Ji heard this: "Although it is said to be wine, it is actually just called to distinguish tea drinks, and it is not similar to ordinary brewing." Besides, with your taste, I just took a few of the simplest things into the urn, and its taste is almost the same as flower dew. As he spoke, he took a cup and drank it himself, and tasted it first.

Seeing this, Luochen hesitated to follow his lips, pursed his lips, and then raised his eyebrows.

The taste of the fruit is very different from the impression of it. It is not spicy, but sweet, and it is not a strong aroma, with a touch that slightly flicks the lips and tongue, like a soft thorn. All in all, the taste is refreshing.

So he also took a small sip of the cup generously, and when he swallowed his throat, he felt very smooth.

Seeing that he was being used, Yao Ji bent her eyebrows.

This took advantage of the situation and began to chat: "In fact, there are many people in the world who love wine, but not everyone is good at drinking, and even some people don't drink at all." The love of the heart is just the word 'wine', not just for the covetousness of the things in the cup. ”

"Love is the word 'wine'?"

"Hmm. The wine is in the glass, and the taste is tasted in the heart. Loving wine is different from greedy cup, what you love is the sweetness and bitterness of the brewer, the joy and sorrow of the drinker, and the state of mind. In addition, a jar of new wine is buried in the ground and opened on the next day, symbolizing the precipitation of time. Spring and autumn, summer rain and winter snow, cloudy and sunny, joys and sorrows, these are not something that can be tasted by a glass of wine, and it may not be impossible to know the taste without it. ”

Dusty nodded.

"If you know the world, you won't have to drink too much to get drunk, and if you are ignorant, no matter how much you drink, you'll be fine. Yao Ji saw that his cup was empty, so she changed another "incense stick" quote, "You try this again, this name is Qingxuan, and that one is called Baidi." ”

Luochen was curious when he heard this, pointed to the large handful of "incense sticks", and asked: "All of them have different tastes and have their own names?"

"Yes. Yao Ji asked, picked up the small pot, pointed to the thin tubes of different colors on the top and began to count the treasures, "Na, this is 'meeting on a narrow road', this is 'an ape in the mountains', and this is 'a little strange'......"

Burst~.

The dust almost spewed out.

It's kind of weird? It's a strange name. What else meets on a narrow road, an ape in the mountains, it is really not as good as the white ground and Qingxuan that are just right, and it sounds like a wine name.

Yao Ji didn't realize it, and was still introducing it with great interest: "...... These two are 'catching willows' and 'fighting grass', which are somewhat similar to the white ground you just drank, and both belong to relatively pure ......

This is 'Shenxiu', a little thicker than Qingxuan, but it's not too much, and you will feel a little hairy/hot in the inner house when you drink it......

This is the 'jade sound', not as gentle as the 'sleeping wind' just now......

…… This is the ...... of the 'years'"

Luochen was feeling interested, and suddenly saw her stop abruptly, and couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Yao Ji put away her stunned and reluctantly hooked her lips, "These are somewhat hurtful, so I won't talk to you, and I can't drink it anyway." With that, he put the pot aside.

Luochen was suspicious.

Earlier, I said that it was not similar to ordinary brewing, and no matter how much you drink, you will be fine...... Why did you suddenly say "hurt your body" again?

Wu chased the pot and looked, only to find that those "incense sticks" were originally invisible, and they were marked.

Closely following the "year" is the "cold string" accompanied by the "cool night". There are also such things as "pear blossoms fall on a thousand mountains", "autumn wind turns", "early night and a half" and so on, and the words are clear at first glance. And "strike" and "rest" or something......

can't help but secretly wonder, when she says "hurting her body", she is actually hurting her "heart", right?

Although the young man didn't know Yaoji's experience, and he didn't know the sorrow, he guessed a little bit of the mood between the lines.

The wine is empty, and the gathering is cramped.

The "incense sticks" are arranged in an orderly manner, and there are two empty ones at the end, which have not been signed. Yao Ji called it "regret" and "fulfillment". There are too many regrets, I am afraid I can't bear it...... There are so many regrets, can An be satisfied?

Luochen was silent for a moment, and asked Youyou, "You ...... Uh, 'wine'...... Is it because of him?"

"What?" said Yaoji, raising her eyebrows.

"Xiaoxian is asking, these 'wines' of the fairy, but they are brewed because of Xunsheng?"

Yao Ji was surprised: "You actually know him?"

Falling dust: "When you had a dispute in front of the hall, Xiaoxian was just outside the door. ”

Yao Ji's complexion changed several times, and she secretly considered whether to mention the matter of the remnant soul of Xunsheng in his body?