There are butterflies on Mo, and butterflies are dancing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The seven-colored flame turned into a large tree, burning with the black and white leaves of the seven-colored flame but unchanged.

The flames formed a cluster of flowers, on which the seven-colored light butterflies swirled and fluttered, and the flowers withered, and the light butterflies grew old.

The alternation of life and death was staged in this cluster of seven-colored flames, flowers and butterflies flew in the seven-colored snow, and in the snow, a loud and beautiful phoenix chirping was heard in a trance.

This night, Shiso had a magnificent dream, in which there were flowers and trees transformed by seven-colored flames, seven-colored light butterflies dancing slowly, seven-colored snow, and faint phoenix shadows dancing in the treetops, and long phoenix tails raised high.

When I opened my eyes, facing the newborn morning sun, there seemed to be a seven-colored flame circulating in my deep eyes at this moment, as if it was the epitome of last night's dream in my eyes.

Ablaze......

Rushing to the ring, I saw three people standing under the maple tree in the distance, and the servants placed dark stone tables and stone benches.

When Zisu and the others arrived, the tables and chairs had just been placed, and I don't know if the owner had calculated the time.

"Childe, if you have any good wine today, just take it out, but don't be stingy. The man in the navy blue shirt smiled heartily.

"It's nature. Shiso's expression was faint, as if he had never seen the two people around him, just as he had never seen the servants around him yesterday.

The man grabbed the man in the colorful clothes who was standing casually next to him, and introduced: "This is a close friend in the next place, who came to my place yesterday and fell in love with the wine given by the son, and came here today." ”

"Young man is good. The man in the colorful clothes looked at Shiso, and secretly said in his heart that he had a good skin but was too arrogant, is this the person who ignored the little sister and let the little sister stand for a day yesterday?!

Pointing to another woman with his right hand, he said, "This is this guy's little sister, I haven't seen it yesterday when I was shy and hid in the crowd." ”

The statement of the man in the navy blue shirt was said by the woman herself, but in fact, the two of them drank so much that they didn't notice the people around them at all. Chu Duxue and Mi Lingling looked at this woman as if they were servants, but neither of them said anything about drinking, the former didn't want to disturb the interest of the son, and the latter didn't know what to say.

The woman's hands are white and delicate, she is dressed in a skirt that reaches the ground, and there is a hibiscus flower shaped step shake on her head.

tacitly, neither of them mentioned their names.

Glancing at the woman, Shisu said goodbye, turned her head to the brightly dressed man and said, "You didn't come because of wine. The tone is affirmative.

The man in the navy blue shirt was slightly puzzled, his eyes swept over the woman on the side, but he couldn't help but be annoyed, it was rare to have a confidant friend who could drink freely without his identity, but he would have been disrupted by this woman, if she hadn't had a good brother just by her several wild guesses, he would have let her go as far as she could. If it were today...... Then he will not spare her.

"If you are a guest, you might as well comment on the wine of this son. Shiso's words have a pride in them, and he is extremely confident in his wine.

"The contemptible man also brought a few pots of good wine, and the son might as well try it. The man in bright clothes said humblely, but he was for tat.

"That's how it should be. "If you win against me, I will admit defeat.

The man in the navy blue shirt looked left and right, smiling bitterly. The drinking game continued, but the two men did get on the bar.

The five people of navy blue, black robe, gorgeous, Luo skirt, and white shirt sat down in turn, and Mi Lingling took a step back and stood behind Shiso, carrying a small bamboo box.

"Childe is such a delicate daughter with a ruthless heart, and Childe is willing to suffer. Looking at Mi Lingling, who was standing behind Shiso and carrying a box, the man in colorful clothes smiled lightly.

"You should know a thing or two about my son's personality. "On that day, even if you don't want to hear a thing or two talk about it at the door, not to mention that the person in front of you is more attentive than anyone here.

"Childe is a cheerful person. "I do things with both money and money, and I am very ruthless.

"It's too easy to get, but it's ordinary, it's not worth tasting or collecting. As he spoke, he took out a set of wine utensils from the box with his own hands, took out four of the nine cups, and omitted the woman with the hibiscus in his footsteps.

"You should be familiar with this wine. "Placing the translucent cyan flask in the center of the table, I did take out another porcelain flask from the crate.

The clear and translucent color of golden yellow and green, the fragrance of bamboo leaves spread far away with the autumn wind, attracting the warrior wine insects not far away, and the gluttonous insects are unbearable.

"Childe is so stingy, why don't you have a cup for your little sister. It's hard to be reluctant to drink this mere thing. There was a faint anger in the eyes of the brightly dressed man.

"Your Excellency just takes the wine glass, how can my son be reluctant to give up a few taels of wine. ”

"Childe, what do you mean? ”

"But these glasses belong to the Lord, and they are not to be given to others. If you are there, you can't use it. ”

"Jokes. The name is not engraved on the cup. ”

"The cup has its own spirit and cannot be destroyed. ”

"Hmph, if you don't believe in evil in the lower part, how can dead things have spirits!" said the gorgeous man, reaching out and handing the wine glass to his little sister.

"You owe Ben a cup. Shiso said lightly and didn't stop it.

Bang~!

As if it had been hit hard, there were a few more cracks on the cup.

"Your Excellency, please bring your own glasses. Your Excellency doesn't seem to need this child's cup. Take the wine glass from the hand of the brightly dressed man, pour out the wine in the cup, take water and wash it, and put it back in the bamboo box.

The man in the navy green shirt, who had been drinking with Chu Duxue silently, quickly put two finely carved white jade wine glasses in front of the man in the gorgeous clothes and the little sister, although they were not as light and thin as perilla, but they were also extremely rare treasures.

"Hehe, it's a spiritual thing. It's a contemptible person who owes Childe a cup. The brightly dressed man glanced at Shisu deeply and chuckled: "I've seen Childe's wine, and now it's time to be ugly." ”

The woman with the hibiscus swaying lowered her head, with resentment and mockery in her eyes.

Clapping his hands gently, the servant behind him presented a silver flask, on which was engraved a young girl with combed hair.

"It's a pot of daughter red. "It's a very common name, but it catches everyone's attention. Daughter red is a common wine, but since you dare to put it on the table, then the vintage of this daughter red must not be low.

Raising his eyes to look at Shisu, the man in the colorful clothes pulled out a modest smile of inquiry: "Please also ask the son to help identify it, I don't know if the wine seller has lied to me if it is really the hundred-year-old daughter Hong." ”

"I'll see who can fool you, kid. The man in the navy blue shirt reached for the wine jug, and by the way, reminded the cunning of the shiso man.

"The eldest brother has a lot of wine that respects the son, and he wants to be better in terms of identification. The brightly dressed man gently removed the flask and smiled at the shiso.

"It's a little thing. Shiso also smiled lightly, who is more qualified from her daily watching the wine of various years.

Tilting the flask slowly towards the empty cyan glass, the amber wine slides out a mellow arc in the air, transparent, pure and lovely.