"Ah Mei, have you ever seen this deciduous maple forest in the south?"

Meng Zhen rubbed his ears, he had never seen such a noisy person. Whether it was his brother when he was in the grass, or his subordinates who followed Wang Mei later, no one has ever been able to ask questions and ask questions for two hours without stopping.

Of course, if there really was such a subordinate, Meng Zhen would have swung his fist over and let him "rest and rest". However, at this time, it was Wang Xiaolang, who had the same identity as Wang Mei, who kept talking. Meng Zhuo could only glance at Wang Mei in the carriage, who was still patiently answering Wang Huan's question, and his legs clamped the horse's belly, and he took the lead in exploring the way.

At this time, Wang Mei, who was sitting in the car, was still smiling, she was only training her patience, which was relatively a kind of practice. So along the way, she answered all of Wang Huan's questions. It's just that it would be better if the other party's problem could be separated from the 100-year-old Wei and Jin dynasties......

In fact, in essence, compared with the Wen Tun political affairs of the Southern Dynasty, Wang Mei has a better impression of the Xianbei people of the Northern Dynasty, although she is also extremely interested in the purity of the bloodline, but she will not think that everything of the foreign race is clumsy. At the very least, his sensitivity to war and enterprising spirit are what the people who are comfortable in Jiangnan need to learn.

"Ah Mei, what does Jiankang look like now? Will the Mid-Autumn Festival also beggar? Will it also worship the moon?"

Wang Huan still chattered and asked again, and Wang Mei replied very cooperatively: "Naturally, every time the moon is sacrificed, the night ban will be lifted on Suzaku Street, and the long Vermilion Bird Street is full of colorful lanterns and flower towers......"

Wang Mei briefly described the temple fairs of the moon sacrifice to Wang Huan in the past, and saw that his eyes showed endless yearning, but his heart was just stunned, and the scenery of his hometown was still as fresh as yesterday.

"I have lived in the north for a long time, and it is a pity that I did not go south to see the grand scene. Wang Huan was also a little embarrassed when he heard this, he was holding a half-opened porcelain bottle in his hand, and the half bottle of wine contained in it was being eaten by him in a bold cow drinking posture at this time.

Wang Mei looked at the brocade silk soaked with wine under him, and the corner of his eyes twitched. In his heart, he was glad that his description made him stop, and he regretted that he should not have described the prosperity of Jiankang so specifically, which made this idiot passively drink and dirty his own carriage and horses.

Although Wang Mei also drank alcohol, he was not good at this. So when Wang Huan wanted to open a jar of wine to share with her, he shook his head and rejected his kindness. In exchange for him, he muttered: "Famous people don't love fine wine, what kind of celebrities are they?"

Wang Mei shook her head amusedly, she had never named herself a scholar, let alone paid attention to any romance, only years of upbringing had developed some extravagant habits. However, these habits, after five years of wandering and studying, are not something that cannot be abandoned.

"Xiaolang, there is a deciduous forest ahead. Fortunately, at this time, Meng Zhen's voice rescued Wang Mei, who was still being persuaded by Wang Huan to drink.

"Ahwan, let's go down and walk here. Wang Mei was really tired of the atmosphere of being alone in the carriage with Wang Huan, so he opened his mouth to invite.

"Very good!" Wang Huan admired Wang Mei's "free and easy" behavior very much, and he was full of joy to respond, but as soon as he got out of the car, he stumbled and said to Meng Zhen, who came up to support him: "Bring my two jars of wine!"

Then he staggered to follow Wang Mei, obviously a little drunk. Meng Zhan was smoked by the smell of wine in his mouth, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped. Clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, he said to the Wang guards who followed: "Did you hear the orders of Huan Langjun? ”

And then, regardless of the expression of the guards behind him, Wu Zi followed Wang Mei, and it was rare to be a shopkeeper.

I don't know what happened later, Wang Mei has already taken a hundred steps forward, and the deciduous maple forest in front of him is very beautiful. She has also seen a lot of deciduous forests on the coast of the East China Sea, but she has never been so full of color enjoyment as she is now.

The red eyes were like flames falling from the sky, Wang Mei walked quickly, and felt a burst of heat in front of her, and she didn't know if it was this color that stimulated the yin and yang in her body, or simply because the red was too bright, people's hearts couldn't help but gradually warm up with these falling colors.

Xu is cultivating the Six Desires, when she saw the beautiful scenery at this time, she was unconsciously immersed in it, and even staggered behind him, but Wang Huan, who did not stop talking, did not make people feel so noisy for a while.

Wang Mei took a piece of the flying red leaves with her backhand and handed it to Meng Seal - she couldn't play the flute, and she had no talent for playing leaves. Meng Zhuo took the leaves handed by Wang Mei, and was a little stunned for a moment, he was a body cultivator, and he didn't know anything about these elegant things about playing the piano and music.

Seeing that Meng Zhan took the leaf and was a little stunned, Wang Mei instantly understood his embarrassment, how could she forget that behind her was Ah Zhan, no longer a big brother who could play the flute......

On the other side, Wang Huan had already moved the guqin that he had put in the car before, and was about to sit on the ground, expecting him to relieve this embarrassment, but it seemed that he couldn't...... Although, Xunyin and her state of mind at this time did not match......

As soon as her hand reached into her sleeve, she heard a high-pitched flute sound, Wang Mei looked in surprise, and sure enough, she saw a man dressed in blue appear in the depths of the deciduous forest. The man stood quite far away, making it difficult to see his appearance, but just standing there, the red leaves of this forest seemed to have become a foil for his appearance.

"Lu Zhan!" Wang Mei whispered in surprise, Lu Zhan's flute sound is Jiankang's famous skill, and Wang Mei's piano and Xiao Boyuan's Ke Ting flute are also called. The three of them had played together more than once, and Wang Mei was very familiar with Lu Zhan's flute.

However, her mood at this time was not suitable for playing the guqin, and her right hand stretched out to her waist, and a long sword like Bai Lian was pulled out of her belt. The flowing sword light danced like a snake with the sound of the flute.

Wang Huan's guqin also played at this time, the sound of the piano was slightly lower, the sound of the flute was high, and the figure of Wang Mei dancing the sword flew up and down, and Meng Seal, who was standing in place, felt that he had fallen into another world for a while, and the sound of the piano in his ears was loud, and the sound of the flute was fluttering in purple clothes, as if he had entered an independent immortal mansion, and this scene was his chance to break through the daily life of the disciples in the immortal mansion.

Wang Mei, who was in it, felt it more deeply than Meng Seal. The red leaves in front of her eyes are falling one by one, and the beautiful scenery in her vision is pleasing to the eye, as if she has entered the fairy garden in the air; the tone that comes into her ears is graceful to hear, sometimes like the cry of a yellow bird, sometimes like the murmuring of a stream, which makes Wang Mei's hearing fall into a feast on earth; and the warm autumn sun shines on her body, and the sense of touch feels it, and the wind returns to the clouds, as if returning to the comfort of the mother's body......

The sense of hearing, sight, and touch suddenly fell into the desire to wake up, the red leaves continued to fall, Wang Mei's sword dance continued, Lu Zhan's tune did not stop, and even Wang Huan's piano sound was brought more and more elegant.

The illusion created by these three senses even made Wang Mei's soul indulge in it, and at the same time, the clear feeling of her liver, kidney, spleen, stomach, gallbladder and three organs being opened became clearer and clearer, which was manifested in her swordsmanship, which was more and more smooth.

Just when Wang Mei was more and more immersed in this beautiful feeling, a playful chuckle exploded in her ears: "I said Xie Immortal, if you don't make a move, we won't even have the qualifications to enter the painting!"