Chapter 31: Flowers and Tears

The lilies turned into the girl's tears took root and sprouted in the wine, and the flowers bloomed and fell, and the fragrance in the sky was full of sorrow. The petals of the flowers fluttered and turned into smiling faces smiling in the wine, as if telling a tragic and beautiful story.

In the end, the smiling face disappeared in a blink of an eye, dissolved in the wine, and the aroma overflowed, permeating the entire restaurant, which was more mellow than the previous wine, but made people feel a little sad.

A flower is prosperous and a hundred flowers wither, and the fragrance is empty in an instant. A glass of hops, rain and tears, a few sentimental thoughts are drunk and silent.

The girl watched the rise and fall of the lily blankly, silently, sobbing in a low voice, especially pitiful.

Ling Tian felt the girl's sadness, and took a sip of the wine gently, carefully experiencing the sadness in the wine. Thinking of his unknown future and the mission on his shoulders, I can't help but feel a little sad.

The vast unknown road, the desolate Nine Heavens Continent. The clouds return to nowhere, and the world stays.

Yaxing, who disturbed Daoyou, the little woman was deeply sorry, and looked at Daoyou Haihan. The girl apologetically filled Ling Tian with a bowl of wine.

"Daoist friends are polite. Daoyou's Dao roots are so deep, intelligent and intelligent, it's really embarrassing. ”

Daoyou laughed. The talent of the Taoist friend is rare through the ages, the body is as rich as jade, the dragon and the phoenix among the people, and he will climb the Taoist peak one day. The little woman is just not the light of the fire, how dare she compete with the bright moon. Hehe!" The girl's stupid smile, like a gust of fresh wind, opened Ling Tian's heart, an inexplicable impulse emerged, Ling Tian felt that his body was hot, and his heart was like a deer.

"Flowers and rain tears, a few sorrows, a glass of turbid wine, the road is not lovesick, and the heart is not clear. The girl got up slowly, took off her close-fitting sachet, and handed it to Ling Tian.

The body is slightly yawning, and the feet are stepping on lotus steps, like a flowing cloud, floating out of the restaurant.

Ling Tian stared blankly at the girl and left away, as if it was a dream, an illusion.

But the sachet in her hand still has the girl's body temperature, as well as the bowl of wine in front of her, all of which tell the shock.

Ling Tian carefully put the sachet under his nose and sniffed it deeply, a fragrance of lilies was rich and long-lasting.

"Is this scent hers? or is it theirs?" Ling Tian opened the sachet and found that it turned out to be a storage bag, and fifty inner pills were lying quietly in the sachet.

The storage bag is embroidered with a lily, and the three small silk characters next to it are embroidered with 'Flower Rain Tears'. The storage bag was made into a sachet by the girl, and it often accompanied her, and it was also stained with the girl's body odor.

"'Flowers, rain and tears', the name is like its person, and the person is like its name. Beauty is like wine, wine is not intoxicating, and Yiren is drunk. Ling Tian stared at the sachet stupidly, as if looking for the shadow of the girl.

Ling Tian served the girl's remaining wine, like a shadow crying in the bowl, which made people feel distressed.

Xuangong circulated, one by one, and sealed the girl's wine together with the used wine bowl, for fear of running away with a trace of the girl's breath. Ling Tian put the sealed wine bowl in the sachet along with the fifty Inner Pills, and put it away close to his body.

After the girl's visit, Ling Tian no longer had the intention of drinking, so he drank all the contents of the bowl and sat on the wine table stupidly.

"The flowers and rain are scattered, the wine is fragrant, so beautiful, good wine!"

Outside the restaurant, a skinny, unkempt, sloppy middle-aged man in a cloth coat held a worn wine gourd in his hand, poured a sip into his mouth, and closed his eyes to sniff the smell in the air.

"This fellow Daoist, can you come in and have a drink?" Ling Tian felt that this sloppy middle-aged man was not an ordinary person, just by smelling the residual smell, he could know some things about Fang Cai, so he invited him to drink with him.

"No, I'm afraid that after I've drunk good wine, I'll never be able to swallow my own wine anymore. I'm here to sit on the ground, eating flowers and rain, just fragrant, a great pleasure in this life. Haha!" The middle-aged man sat on the ground, leaning lazily against an old tree, sniffing the air and taking a sip of wine.

"It's called Hanako, I really don't know what to do. This uncle looks up to you. Let you come in, but you don't come in, do you also know that you have polluted the grandfather's Yaxing?" But this young man took the initiative to invite a person named Hanako to taste wine, and Hanako even refused, how could he not let people be angry.

Hearing such a provocation, the man drank the wine in his hand with his eyes closed as if he hadn't heard it, unmoved.

"In that case, I can only accompany you in the world. Ling Tian took the wine bowl, came to the middle-aged man's side, and brought him a bowl of wine.

But the middle-aged man remained unmoved, as if no one was drinking his own wine.

Ling Tian also sat on the ground and leaned against the old tree, gently closed his eyes, and drank his own wine.

"A song of liver and intestines is broken, where to find a soulmate. I'll drink your wine. The middle-aged man picked up the wine that Ling Tian had poured, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and drank it all.

Ling Tian was still drinking his wine with his eyes closed, ignoring him. Just like he ignored Ling Tian just now.

"Haha! Good wine, good bosom friend. The man laughed and looked at Ling Tian with satisfaction.