Enjoying the beautiful scenery along the train made Han Rui feel like he had poured two or three glasses of old wine. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Refreshed and in high spirits.

Sweep away the previous boredom.

Chatting with Ai Le, a girl with a second middle school and a ghost, I can gradually get used to it.

The train overlooks Erhai Lake from afar.

It's so vast.

Like a jade belt inlaid on the land of Dali.

Happy times are always short-lived.

It didn't take long to arrive in Dali.

Coincidentally, Ai Le and Ai Xiaofeng, father and daughter, actually got off in Dali.

Han Rui kindly pulled Ai Le and Ai Xiaofeng to find the inn together, but Ai Xiaofeng refused and took Ai Le away.

However, the little girl Ai Le asked for Han Rui's mobile phone number.

said that one day, maybe he and his father would go all the way to Qi Province again, and Han Ruike would come out to entertain her at that time.

Han Rui happily agreed.

National Day holiday! Peak season for tourism!

Han Rui did not book the sea-view room he wanted to live in.

So I found an inn in the ancient town and stayed.

Visit the ancient town first.

Compared with Lijiang, the ancient city of Dali has more of the atmosphere of life and a little less of the smell of commercial copper.

The inn is at the east gate, and it is only a few steps to the pedestrian street.

There was a sporadic light rain in the sky, slapping on Han Rui's face.

The cold wind hit, and people couldn't help but shiver.

In the ancient city, overlooking Cangshan, the clouds and mist are shrouded, like the realm of immortals.

The ancient city is not big, and if you walk fast, you can walk almost in half a day.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and Han Rui went back to the inn.

Codeword!

Finish the word, rest!

When I woke up, it was the next morning.

The rain had long since stopped, and the air was unusually fresh.

Suddenly, the shackles of memory seemed to have loosened a little, and Han Rui had some vague memories, which were real and illusory.

Well, yes.

It's "Dragon Babu"!

Yes, it's Jin Lao's novel, and there are still memories in my mind that have been adapted into a film and television version.

But when I think about it seriously, I can't think of anything.

The system of all evils.

Let Han Rui secretly make up his mind that the next martial arts book will replace "Dragon Babu" and unlock all the memories of "Dragon Babu".

Han Rui rented a battery car in the ancient city and set off.

Riding a bicycle around Erhai Lake, the tree and the water are integrated, which seems so harmonious.

As far as the eye can see, the scenery is beautiful.

Stop and stop along the way, and enjoy the time without worries and scruples.

The sunlight and ultraviolet rays in Dali were too strong, and Han Rui had to wrap himself tightly.

At noon, I found a restaurant nearby.

I ordered three or two small wines with local specialties, and asked for a pot of local specialty wine.

Maybe he was attracted by the beautiful scenery here, or maybe he was attracted by the wine here, or maybe Han Rui was purely rich to burn, Han Rui directly found an inn next to Erhai Lake and lived there.

In the evening, Han Rui once again circumnavigated Erhai Lake.

Han Rui had already contracted Ji Wei's stinky disease.

When night comes, it is as if he were going to soak himself in a jar of wine.

I had to make myself dizzy and fall asleep in a daze before I would give up.

All right.

I have to admit that Han Rui, who is strong on the outside, is actually very weak on the inside.

Ji Wei left quietly, making him feel like he had been dumped, which was really unreasonable.

One Ji Wei, one Han Rui.

I don't have the mentality of coming out to play, but I want to learn from other people's foronenight, and both of them are chicks.

It's over, and it's all cut and can't be put down.

Why did you go early!

I wonder if there is a cold and arrogant queen drinking alone in the moon at night in another place?

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine!

I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable.

Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world!

……”

After drinking, poetry flourished, this Li Bai's ability, Han Rui also pirated it.

Well, however, he couldn't write because he was tired, and he sang a few words of Su Dongpo that had not appeared in this time and space through the wine, Han Rui was thick-skinned, what could he not do?

It's just two lines of poetry.

Fortunately, this poem or something was not blocked by the system.

However, why the poems have not been blocked, Han Rui has not figured it out yet, is this also a back road left to him by the system from the beginning? At the beginning, if you don't accumulate enough fans for your poor works, you can use poetry to add points to yourself? Popularity?

However, today is not like ancient times, if you have a good background and write good poems, you can be famous all over the world, uh, and then accumulate thousands of fans.

You just brought Li Bai to the present day, you don't have any relationship, you don't have any connections, well, you graduated from a famous university or something.

A few poems just want to be an 'Internet celebrity'?

Don't make a fuss, don't do this now.

Now that this set is exciting, if those literati and famous scholars see it, they should directly raise their pen and scold.

Han Rui believes that these gods must work harder than the Internet water army!

Without talking about this, and ignoring the eyes of others, Han Rui took a sip of wine and continued to sing.

"Turn Zhu Ge, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly!

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

Han Rui took another sip of wine.

Looking at its pride, the sporadic tourists on the side shouted hello!

There are also many tourists who directly photographed Han Rui's poetry as a prodigal poet.

The flash lights sounded from time to time, Han Rui was slightly drunk, his body swayed, and he began to chant again.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me.

Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

When they wake up, they mingle with each other, and when they get drunk, they disperse.

Forever knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan! ”

Han Rui half-leaned on the fence and poured another sip of wine with his neck tilted.

Looks chic.

attracted praise from some people around.

"Help! Come and save people! Someone overboard! ”

At this moment, an exclamation came from not far away.

A group of tourists immediately began to follow the sound to search.

Han Rui's hearing and judgment are beyond the reach of ordinary people, even if he drinks alcohol.

Quickly determined a direction, and Han Rui began to rush over on tiptoe.

Between the darkness of the night and the illumination of the street lamps.

It makes people's eyes bloom, as if there is an afterimage.

The last one departed, and the first one arrived at the place where the incident occurred.

"Quick! Help! I just saw a girl in white standing here for a long time, and I wanted to come up and talk to her, and it turned out! As a result, she actually jumped! I can't swim, and if I can swim, I'll save people! ”

The night by the Erhai Sea is cold.

The water of Erhai Lake is also icy.

The sight is not good, the water temperature is cold, in this case, even people who know water, they dare not rush down to save people.

It is already there are tourists arriving.

Everyone was in a hurry.

Even when everyone is arguing non-stop, but there is little action, like ink, the dark night can always give people a different kind of fear.

I could only hear a 'poof' sound.

A figure resolutely descended into the water.

"It's him! That troubadour! ”

"Oh my God, isn't he already drunk and walking?"

"You know a? After drinking, there is a hot breath hanging in the body, which can warm the body and keep out the cold! ”

"Why are you still swearing?"

"What's wrong with scolding you!"

……

In the crowd, many people began to shake their heads, secretly slandering, what the hell is this! And then just as indifferent yourself!

Han Rui is a spirit when he gets into the water.

Nima! It's sour!

At night, the water is as black as ink.

Ordinary people go into the water, and it is estimated that they really can't see anything.

It is also a loss that Han Rui's body is different from ordinary people.

In the depths of the water, a vague white shadow looms.

White...... Deep water...... Night......

If someone else comes down, they will be frightened even if they see it!

Han Rui's brows were a little numb.

However, with the experience of the last time, Han Rui was not in a hurry.

Han Rui skillfully swam over, picked up the girl who had passed out, and took the girl to the surface.

With the help of tourists, the two got into the water.

Listen to the cheers of the crowd.

Han Rui only felt that he was about to become a professional rescuer.

The man was rescued, but he was still unconscious, and he didn't know how much water he had drunk, but he was still breathing weakly.

Han Rui naturally knew about this kind of first aid, so he first checked the girl's nasal cavity and oral cavity to determine that there was no dirt and other foreign bodies inside.

At the moment, he didn't care about the difference between men and women, so he loosened the girl's underwear and pressed the girl's abdomen.

The stagnant water spat out, and the girl's eyelids moved, as if she was about to wake up.

Han Rui breathed a sigh of relief.

But how does this girl feel familiar?