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But it's not without a trace.

Shi Yanwen was able to find this secret from the clues was not in his expectation, he thought that Shi Yanwen was trying his best to find the traces of the dream at that time, and he should not have noticed these details.

The green lantern buries the old bones, and the red clouds dye the handsome.

The first time Shi Yanwen left Tuisongyan, it was actually an accident, a small accident, and it was also an accident that Shi Yanwen had been waiting for a long time - but it was to dig out his daughter Hong under the pine tree in the mountain.

Daughter red is not a rare famous wine, and the ingredients used to make it are also very ordinary glutinous rice and brown sugar, and the well-known special thing lies in its significance. When the woman is full moon, the family brews several altars, the mud is sealed into the ground, and when she gets married, she takes it out when she gets married, and she asks for blessings with her husband's parents, but now this troubled world is shaky, too many people are tired of running for their lives, and there are only a few altars that can be left by the squires who care about the rich family property.

The moment the small altar is exposed to the blue sky and white sun, it symbolizes the beginning of the transition from a woman to a woman.

Naturally, this genuine daughter red pigment is really not available, but the jar of the cellar is barely a good product, take a bite, sweet, sour, bitter, pungent, fresh, astringent six flavors, but also called authentic, rich aroma, infiltrate the heart and spleen and silent.

The reason Shi Yanwen was interested in it was not because of the mellow aroma of aging, but because he remembered that the glass fairy land did not seem to see any wine vessels.

The place where the wine is buried is at the root of the broken pine of the cliff, perhaps because the red soil on the stone wall has been washed by heavy rain for several days, and the soil has slid to other places to reveal the hidden secret, Shi Yanwen carefully examined the sky, and the protruding half of the wine jar was just crumbling on the stone wall.

When he turned over and took it, the unicorn that went out happened to come back.

Shi Yanwen Fang was exploring who hid the wine so secretly, and when he saw the Qilin standing still for a long time, he hesitated and shook it in front of it, and said impatiently, "...... Try? ā€

Naturally, Qilin doesn't try, and Su Huanzhen doesn't want to try, not to mention that he can't show his true body at the moment, even if he can show his true body, he won't try.

But in the end he tried, and was forced.

The jar of wine was indeed buried by him, he was alone here at that time, no matter how much he planned, it was only a few words, in addition to meditating, playing chess and drinking tea in his spare time, there was always no pastime, not to mention that there was a little ghost head who loved to move, although the jar of wine was buried by him, but he did not buy it, but the little ghost head secretly brought it back, and he found it before burying it, just waiting for the day when there is nothing to do, talk for a try.

In the following days, the word leisure was basically far away from him, and this jar of aged wine should have been left behind by him.

Su really turned into an illusion, sitting on the other half of the lotus seat to watch Shi Yanwen drink, he drank very slowly, very slowly, sometimes frowning and sometimes laughing, his cheeks gradually dyed a faint honey, and his expression became more and more tired and lazy.

Later, he laughed out loud, not surprisingly, there was a tendency to get drunk, Su Huanzhen hurriedly glanced at Qilin to come and remind him, but he didn't expect Shi Yanwen to suddenly throw the wine jar and lie down on his side, Su really stood up suddenly, and then he was slightly stunned and laughed silently, he was an illusory body, and he was afraid that people would find out?

But then things were a little more difficult, and the lotus seat was occupied by one person, and he couldn't sit on people, so he stood aside and looked at him.

Shi Yanwen was indeed drunk, the mist in her eyes was misty, she was lying down and uncomfortably pulling her belt, her knee-high black hair spread out like a waterfall, and she almost wanted to shake her eyes, but it was too long, and some of them fell to the ground and were stained with dust, so she really wanted to pick it up with her hands, and in the end she didn't make a fool again.

He lay down for a while, the breeze blew by, and then sat down on the edge of the piano table, and after a moment of deliberation, an unformed tune stumbled out, and when the prelude was about to end, Shi Yanwener began to chant poetry again.

Memories are confused and killing, and how to treat things in the past. Writing black poems on silk is infinitely hateful, and it is in vain to dream of sleeping at night.

The poems that make people sigh, Su really empathizes, he has been running around all his life, how can he not have a little resentment and sadness?

The poem stopped, the sound was quiet, Shi Yanwen lay on the blue lyre, looking at the unicorn blankly, drowsy, "This poem...... Who wrote it? ā€

The unicorn only flicked his tail and tilted his head to look at Su Huanzhen in front of the piano seat.

Shi Yanwen didn't seem to notice its gaze, and picked up the wine jar and walked to the Qilin and squatted down, just blocking Su Huanzhen's sight, "Your eyes are not the same as these days." ā€

Su Huanzhen hurriedly returned to Qilin, he didn't expect that even if Shi Yanwen was drunk, his observation was unusual.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yanwen would pour all the only wine at hand on Qilin's mouth, and sneered, "I invited you to drink, why don't you drink it?" ā€

Of course, the last thing I didn't expect was that Qilin didn't even have the strength to resist, so he fainted directly drunk.

"......" Su was really speechless and looked at the sky.

Shi Yanwen didn't expect that the unicorn would "pour a cup", he looked at the empty jar in his hand, although there was more than one cup in his hand.

"Huh?" Shi Yanwen stood up vaguely, threw the wine jar, took off his coat and covered the Qilin, followed the moonlight, and staggered into the maze, "It turns out that animals can't drink, so Yanwen went to find someone to ......"

Su really heard this, put away the clothes on the unicorn, and silently followed.

A person who has drunk cannot be expected to have a clear mind and a tolerant temper, and the so-called prime minister can hold the boat in his belly when the person concerned is sober-minded, especially when the person is getting younger and younger. So when Shi Yanwen turned around several times and still couldn't find a way out, and rudely came out with a sentence "What the hell is this place", Su really just thought it was funny.

Su really waited in place, waiting for the strength of the wine to come up, and he was ready to directly knock the person unconscious and help him back, anyway, a drunk person may be a hallucination when he sees anything.

The moonlight is like a wash, and the ground is full of light.

Qingyun floated by, Su really saw him standing for a long time without moving, and was about to move, when he was in a trance, the white shadow in front of him flashed like a ghost, and Shi Yanwen disappeared.

Su was really startled, and hurriedly turned into light to catch up, but it was just a blink of an eye, and the golden brilliance that pierced the sky illuminated the night like a day, and the pure shocking scene had not yet dissipated, and the huge maze had already collapsed and scattered.

Su really stopped, looking embarrassed, with a hint of envy, "It's really fast and ruthless......"

But after seeing what Shi Yanwen did, he was not envious at all.

Shi Yanwen just wanted to find someone to drink.

As long as he walks on two legs and can speak human words, even if he is a monk, even if he doesn't actually have wine in his hands.

"I invite you to drink, do you drink?"

"Monks can't drink."

"What does the monk have to do with you?"

"A monk is a poor monk."

"What I'm asking is what is the relationship between the monks and you, and what is the matter with the poor monks?"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Donor, why don't I send you home? ā€

"Home?"

"Donor, please lead the way."

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"Donor?"

"Who is the benefactor? Why is he showing you the way? Where are you going? Well? ā€

Shi Yanwen felt that he was very lucky, he had just stepped out of Tui Songyan and met a big living person, but this person was a little frizzy, and he attacked him as soon as he saw him, but fortunately, Shi Yanwen reacted quickly enough, and appeared behind him in a flash and held it down.

And the person who was held down was probably not very lucky, a white shadow suddenly appeared silently in front of him, and he wanted to resist, but he didn't expect that the person was very fast, and the only thing that was fortunate was that this person was just a drunkard.

But it's not a pleasure to be entangled by a drunk, and it's at this juncture where you can't stop running.

"Donor," the man changed his words after a moment's silence, "how about you let go first?" ā€

Shi Yanwen blinked, "Not well." ā€

"Donor, poor monks don't want to deal with drunken people, but if you don't let go, don't blame you for being rude."

"Rude?" Shi Yanwen thought for a while, suddenly raised a hand, raised two fingers, and looked at the vicinity of his Tanzhong. The man's scalp was numb, and his face changed slightly, "What do you want to do?" ā€

"I want to be rude to you." A very assumed tone.

The words fell, and the fingertips thundered down, but unexpectedly, the wind hit fiercely, wafting half a cent of lotus incense.

……

Shi Yanwen turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Yanwen's dream, but the gate of the glass fairyland?" ā€

Su really let go of his hand slowly but forcefully, and said while hugging the person away, "Su Mou is here to bring you a good dream, Yanwen has never greeted him backwards, and he has been the master of the hurry, and he has never cared about it, so why be so angry?" ā€

"Oh?" Shi Yanwen struggled, suddenly approached, the smell of alcohol hit the person's face, and his eyes lit up, "Then I have been waiting for a long time, why didn't the person who claimed to come to the door in person see any movement?" ā€

Empty left, left respected, ironic and sour.

Su really coughed, tilted his head and stepped away, looking at the monk who had been standing silently for a long time with a still gentle expression, and felt a little embarrassed, "Involved, we meet again." ā€

Involved in the dust, one of the three-legged days, I only saw Su Huanzhen with a monk yesterday, but at that time he was still in a wheelchair pushed by people, but the next day he appeared in the mountains with neat legs and feet, he looked at the drunken guest in white, it seemed that he had a good relationship with this person, and praised at the moment, "Su Xian is really good at medicine, and he is not good at doing it soon after parting, even if he is healed in a blink of an eye." ā€

Su Zhenzhen's face did not change, "It's just a coincidence, why are you here?" ā€

"Just passing by."

"A cloud river passing through here?"

"Well, who is this benefactor?"

"He is a friend of Su, Shi Yanwen."

Shi Yanwen closed his eyes and snorted in a daze, "Don't dare to climb high." ā€

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"He's not strong enough to drink, and he's laughing."

Tambu coughed, "It's okay, he's an interesting guy too." It's just that when he wants to return, he won't bother anymore, and he will leave. ā€

"Where," sensing the smell of wine entering his nose, Su really couldn't help but push people away, "Su Mou ...... at this moment If there is something important, I will not send it far away, please. ā€

The way back to Songyan was not smooth.

The smell of wine urged the nerves, Shi Yanwen was blown by the night wind, and his reason returned to his mind, but it was true, but he was inexplicably a little dizzy, and finally returned to the door of Tui Songyan safely, only a few steps to enter, and he had already seen the glittering antelope horns of the unicorn under the moon. Shi Yanwen stopped, not only did he stop, but he also gave Su Zhen, who was holding him, in place.

He raised the corners of his mouth and turned around Su Huanzhen playfully, the original heavy drunkenness seemed to have become a little plausible, and even the movement of the leaf rafters could be heard very clearly in the quiet night, but he suppressed his voice softer than the sound of leaves, a little hypnotic, "Su Huanzhen, do you still know me?" ā€

Su was still silent, holding the dust hand and slowly sliding down, before he reached the ground, he was laboriously scooped up, his eyelids were heavy, but fortunately, his consciousness had not gone far, "You...... Not drunk? ā€

"Of course I'm drunk," Shi Yanwen deliberately moved closer to him, and the breath he exhaled smeared the snorts of others, and the thin drunkenness became more and more torturous, "If you are not drunk, how can you come out." ā€

Su really chuckled, without any blame, "You cheat? ā€

"Why be surprised, it's just each other," Shi Yanwen walked closer again, and could see Su Zhenzhen's trembling eyelashes closely, just like before he had just used his luck to kill the wine, "Yanwen is not stupid, the object looks like the master, but it doesn't seem to be like that." ā€

What a pun.

On the one hand, he was reminded to come in, and his eyes were presumptuous and undisguised, and on the other hand, he stepped on him lightly.

"Smart and introverted, but, is Su really stupid?"

"Su is really very high-spirited, full of economy, just 'a cup of pour'."

"......" It's time for Qu Shitu to revise and sort out the content of the library.

"It's really worrying that your unicorn has followed you at this point."

There was really a hardship, Shi Yanwen probably had a temporary idea, and he was not prepared, so he said, "Then what do you want to do?" ā€

Shi Yanwen shook his head, helped Su Huanzhen slowly inside, lit a red candle, and said softly, "I just want to say goodbye to you, I have always wanted to leave since I first came here, you should have noticed it a long time ago, so it has never appeared, but you probably underestimated Yanwen." ā€

"You ......" Su was really propping up the stone bed, and his consciousness was already hazy and about to fall asleep, "I can't leave...... A place of abundant aura. ā€

"I know, Ke Yanwen is never a passive waiter, not to mention ......" he looked at the bookshelf in the stone room, "What's more, this opportunity was provided by Mr. Bailian himself." ā€

"You...... Where do you want to go...... Find ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the man had fallen.

Shi Yanwen intimately covered him with a thin quilt, and her eyebrows rose slightly, "You have been hiding on the Qilin for so long, but you are still silent, if you really want to tell him, do you need to delay it again and again?" ā€

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Shi Yanwen walked quite chicly, which can be called a breeze on both sleeves. In addition to the two books sent by Qu Shitu and all that he had on his body, Shi Yanwen only took away the blue lyre, and also left a gold leaf, which was seriously damaged in the formation, which shows how decisive the person who started the attack is, maybe he has been angry for a long time.

After Su Huanzhen woke up, he looked at each other face to face, and after a long time, he finally sighed heavily, "A fragrant white lotus, a benevolent beast unicorn, let people run away without defense, good partner, remember to keep this matter secret, you know?" ā€

"Whew......"

Shi Yanwen actually walked without the chic he really imagined, he didn't care much when he was drunk, but it was different after he sobered up, for example, the first fork he encountered after going down the mountain, whether he went left or right.

He thought for a moment, walked a few steps aimlessly, and suddenly remembered the monk who was entangled by him before, although it was just a random search for him, but in the end it was troublesome.

He walked very slowly, thinking that he would go to the nearest town first to inquire about the situation, so he was not in a hurry, and he had nothing to worry about, so no one should come to trouble him.

In the second half of the night, he almost collided with someone.

The man was carrying a golden sword, dressed in gold and blond hair, even if he stretched out of the night, it was still dazzling, turning into a streamer and rampage, and he rushed out of the fork in the road worriedly.

Shi Yanwen sat under the tree and rubbed his ankles, if he returned to the Nine Realms, he must not forget to travel around, at least to find out if his heavenly fortune likes to adapt to local conditions, or is this God's punishment for him to pretend to be crazy by borrowing wine before?

Just as he was sighing secretly, the man covered in gold turned back again, bowed and said, "I'm sorry, it's because I'm tired of finding people and bumping into Your Excellency." ā€

Tired of harvesting the sky, the famous sword is nameless, the Taoist family, and ......

Shi Yanwen's eyelids jumped, his eyes were a little subtle, and he just bumped into people, but he bumped into a person who was really familiar with the prime minister.

"It's okay, but Your Excellency is in a hurry, you must have something important to do, it's better not to stay for others, please."

After saying that, he turned around neatly and without hesitation.

Tired Shutian was slightly stunned, but he really didn't stay, just turned around and left a little weirdly.

After a while, Shi Yanwen stopped again, glanced back weakly, and was relieved to see that no one was following. He didn't have to be so nervous, but unfortunately he pushed Songyan, and his body seemed to be uncontrollably weak, and it was the best policy to avoid it safely.

"Alas......"

Su is really true, Su is true, I only met two people when I entered this martial arts, both of them are your acquaintances, is it because your connections are too wide and the ghost is lingering, or is Yanwen's luck already worse than a certain moment?

Caught off guard, another person's voice came from behind.

"What's wrong with you?"

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"I think Your Excellency seems to be unwell, this place is not safe these days, let me send you into the dew in front of you for a while......

Shi Yanwen stared at his upper with mixed feelings, if he remembered correctly, Su really seemed to be just dewing three thousand.

"How?"

Naturally...... Not how!