Ye Feng stopped and stayed in the cave with Xiao Kui all night.

It had rained all night, and the rain was dripping like a waterfall hanging at the exit of the cave.

The apricot and plum trees outside the cave have lost their petals and become new, and they have been replaced with a set of green clothes.

The green carpet stretches as far as the eye can see. There are only a small clump of wildflowers dotted around, like pure and flawless snowflakes falling into this mortal world.

As soon as the wind blew, it poured a faint fragrance of nectar into the cave.

Ye Fengzhu didn't know what her way out was at this time, besides, she missed the little milk bag now, she missed it very much, she pinched a ring on her thumb - it was given to her by Wu Wuqing, telling her to protect herself.

She couldn't help but hold the ring tightly, her nose became a little sour, as if she wanted to vent something from the bottom of her heart, breaking through all the confines and shackles in this world.

Wearing a peach blossom branch on her head, Xiao Kui, whose hair was blown a little messy, was still half asleep, and she didn't notice the movement of her sister who was lying on the side.

The firewood that had burned last night had been extinguished into a pile of ashes, save for the damp air of the cave and the droplets of water that had fallen from the cave walls.

A small circle of water beach, the reflection of the garden full of spring, suddenly, a brilliant sunshine cut through the dead silence, suddenly, the whole world birds singing and fragrant, bees are busy, kingfishers are singing.

Suddenly, a white horse rode in, disturbing the silence.

There was a man sitting on the white horse, dressed in white, just like three years ago, she hadn't seen him for three years, and every day she used new time to fill in the void to erase the traces of the past, but after three tossing and turning thoughts, she still couldn't erase the shadow of this person, at least—in terms of guilt for this person, not only for him, but also for the dead Mo Yan.

The sound of horses' hooves was pleasant, trampling on an endless green carpet, which was fluffy and exuded the fragrance of grass, extending from the inside out, just like his gaze at this time, like the wind of all things at this time, blowing from every direction and every corner, not letting go of the slightest.

I don't know why, he still thinks about her in his heart, otherwise, she wouldn't have followed her footsteps here.

However, he evaded again, grabbed the loose reins again, and turned around and left.

When Ye Feng stopped hearing this movement, his ears pricked up, and he thought, I really don't understand, how can there be the sound of horses' hooves in this mountain, is it not an illusion?

She picked up her packing, tinkered with her makeup, and jumped out.

Descended into the full spring of the garden, but - no one was seen.

"It's so fragrant, this flower, this water, this sunshine, this piece of clear spirit ......" Ye Feng stopped but was confused, put aside his troubles, and couldn't help but sigh, fascinated by the world here, bowed into his hands, and then held the rain in a small puddle with both hands, a bowl of clear spring, shining with golden brilliance.

She poured the spring into the puddle again, and then swirled in circles in the spring light, closing her eyes and sniffing the fragrance.

"Sister Wind Stop, are you awake?" Xiao Kui stretched his waist and patted his big mouth, and his water-red figure was reflected in the eyes of a pair of peach petals at this time.

"Why don't you sleep for a while?" Ye Feng paused and quipped, with a long-lost smile in his eyebrows, as if peach blossoms were in full bloom.

"I ...... I was woken up by the sound of horses' hooves. Xiao Kui couldn't hold back his yawn, a red cloud spread across his face, and he scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Hmph, I think you're dreaming! How can there be horses in this mountain? It's that you think too much......" Although Ye Fengzhu said this, he knew that someone must have noticed her whereabouts. And this person can't find anyone else except the enemy He Xiong. As soon as she sensed the danger, she immediately took action and could not stay here any longer.

Xiao Kui found that Sister Feng stopped falling into a quagmire of thoughts, and her face was scorched, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Let's go!" Ye Feng stopped detaching himself from his thoughts and spoke.

When she saw the horseshoe prints that were clearly visible on the ground, Xiao Kui pointed to the horseshoe prints and began to retort to her: "Sister Wind Stop, look, isn't this a horseshoe print?"

"Oh......" Ye Feng stopped, walked all the way, thought all the way, that person couldn't be ......

She lowered her head and walked forward, and her body was also stained with half a breath, which was the lingering scent of rosemary.

A long, long time ago, she had seen the white horse, the white horse that the man used to ride, but the hoof prints of the one-of-a-kind white horse were different from the regular horse. schoolbag

So as soon as she saw the horseshoe print, she thought of that person, and the emotions on her face were also fear, trembling, evasion, and choice.

"Oh, it's so fragrant...... Li Mojiu sighed, just when he woke up, he woke up from the wine, so he rushed to taste the wine and food of Longtan Village. He has heard for many years that the fragrance of wine in this Longtan realm is ten miles away, and its reputation is far and wide, even if he is not an alcoholic, he can't help but sit in this wine shop and take a sip.

When I glanced at it from a distance, I saw two wine flags, one green and one white, planted in front of the wine shop.

This liquor shop is located on the shore of the reservoir, which is simply a peaceful scene of "new voices and clever laughter in Liu Mo Huaqu, and tuning the strings in the tea shop according to the orchestra".

The owner of the liquor store greets the guests who come and go, and these customers are all sailing by boat through the reservoir to their homes, or from their homes to the banks of the reservoir to the outside world to do business, or to buy raw goods at the market. Very few outsiders come here to drink and rest.

There are several different types of jars, some small, some medium, and some very large, and the corresponding funnels are also different.

At the back door of the wine shop, there is a lotus pond for guests to enjoy, and occasionally there are many people from Yaxing who come to chant poems against them.

On this day, different from the past, a guest brought a bunch of servants, and they tuned the strings according to the orchestra in the lotus pond railing, so it was not lively and joyful. Compared with these village women in Longtan Village, the maids in the town are greased and powdered, wearing silk and satin, and wearing jade jewelry and gold and silver hairpins, which is naturally pleasing to the eye.

There was a room full of people sitting in the wine shop, and every compartment was full of the smell of wine, and they were all about to overflow from this "wine palace".

However, the aroma of wine in every corner is different, the shade is different, and even the degree of "fragrance floating for ten miles" is not consistent. The price of wine is different, the wine is naturally divided into three, six and nine grades, the most valuable is naturally the best pure wine, the cheap nature is the ordinary wine, but each wine is surprisingly refreshing, which makes people happy!

Sitting in the Plum Blossom Pavilion was the white horse that was still tied to the stake outside the house where the wine was brewed.

In the autumn harvest, the round "big pond" is full of red sorghum, and the red and mellow aroma overflows from the eye sockets and is about to burst out of the tip of the nose.

Yu was in the water, carrying a long sword wrapped in white cloth at all times, and he had not opened it for three years. While he was waiting to meet her again, he had to pull out his sheath as a last resort when she was in danger, and dealt a fatal blow to her victim.

"Childe, drink!" The wine boss reminded, beaming with joy, and stretched out his hand to signal.

The wine boss is a little hunched, and his skin is exactly the same yellowish and sunny-like color as the people working in Longtan Village.

"Okay." Pouring water and answering, echoing with a smile, the pear vortex appeared.

"The distinguished guest is here, isn't this Li Daxia?" The wine boss greeted him with a beaming face and a fist bowed. It was Li Mojiu who walked all over the world on the rivers and lakes who came here, and when he saw his long flowing and beautiful hair, black and translucent, and ragged clothes, he more or less understood that he was Li Mojiu himself. Moreover, Li Mojiu himself has its own faction and unique temperament revealed from the inside, which has already shown that he is Li Mojiu himself, and no one can impersonate him except himself.

"Bring me the best wine." Li Mojiu didn't talk much, he was quick to talk, and when he saw the wine boss answer again, he was greeted by the proprietress who came in and out.

The proprietress in her fifties serves the guests to eat, while the wine owner is in charge of serving the wine and delivering it to the guests.

Li Mojiu sat in the window position, and at a glance he saw Shui Ran dressed in white, thinking about it, his father was a like-minded friend with him. Then, Li Mojiu couldn't help but smile, that long-lost smile was really like the ripples in the circle in the lotus pond that were disturbed by the fish jumping at this time, dancing with the weeping willow branches, and making trouble with the breeze.

"Boss, what am I smelling and what is it?" Pouring water spread out his sleeves and rested one arm on the side of the table, his eyes curled like water.

The wine on the table had not yet been touched, because he had not yet ordered.

"Oh, Childe, what kind of food do you want to eat, I'll ask Madame to bring it over later." The wine owner said respectfully, not daring to insult this noble and temperamental guest with a direct gaze.

"Nope." Pour Shui replied, the empty glasses set aside so coldly, and the smell he smelled was completely different from the smell wafting from the kitchen of the wine store—it was a sweetness that penetrated the heart, the smell of sweet potatoes.

Li Mojiu also smelled it, and thought suspiciously, could it be that the sweet potatoes will be ripe and harvested in March and April, which is too unbelievable!

Some of the guests also smelled it, and their noses twitched, as if they hadn't tasted such a sweet and long fragrance for a long time.

"Xiao Kui, where did these sweet potatoes come from?" Ye Feng stopped asking, blinking his apricot eyes, at this time they were squatting on the moss-covered thousand-step ladder, extending from top to bottom to the thousand-step ladder at the foot of the mountain, each step of the ladder was freed up with grass, which was a symbol of the revival of all things, the longer and wider the stone steps above, the shorter and narrower the stone steps extending to the waterhole below, from a high place, the extended stone ladder was simply daunting, no one really missed a step and went down the mountain from the top of the thousand-step ladder unconsciously, People who live in Longtan Village often go down from a section of the mountain road vacated by the side of the thousand-step ladder.

Xiao Kui was extremely engaged, and he was still engrossed in making the fire, which made the fire burn more vigorously and bigger, but the sweetness of the sweet potato had gradually drifted into the distance.

He had a lot of peach blossom branches in his cuffs, which made Ye Fengzhu puzzled, thinking to himself, it seems that Xiao Kui always uses the peach blossom branches that fell to the ground as hairpins.