"What kind of poison is this? Why is the pulse beating so weakly? Shi Yingjun looked at the delicate girl and said.

"It's supposed to be the shallow tears of the ghost lock. Lang Shixun said affirmatively.

"Ghost locks, ghost locks, haven't ghost locks long ceased to exist?" asked Quartz Jun curiously.

"But judging from the pulse on the pulse and the color of the girl's lips, it is indeed the poison of shallow tears that have been poisoned by the ghost lock. Lang Shixun said.

"Girl, wake up. Quartz Jun took the water bottle that had just been poured from the creek and gave it to the girl to drink.

"You?" At this time, the girl slowly opened her eyes and saw the faces of Shi Yingjun and Lang Shixun, and crawled backwards on the mud and sand in fright, and suddenly left deep finger prints on the mud and sand by the stream.

"Don't get me wrong, girl, we're not bad people. Shi Yingjun and Lang Shixun explained helplessly on the side.

"Who are you?" the girl's eyes were full of doubt.

"We passed by here and saw you lying on the sand by the stream. The butterfly came from behind and said with a very sincere expression.

"I'm lying on the sand? I saw that the girl was silent, silent, and remembered that what had just happened was not the three of them.

"Girl, you get up first, don't sit on the mud and sand, how can you be poisoned by the shallow tears of the ghost lock?" asked Quartz Jun as he stepped forward.

"Don't come here. The girl said as she pointed at Quartz Jun.

"The poison of shallow tears?" the girl muttered to herself in a panic and touched her face, hurriedly climbed to the edge of the stream and took a picture of her face in the clear mirror-clear water, and saw that her face was intact, and her worried expression was instantly relieved.

"It was the prodigal boy who saved you. The butterfly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to pull the girl up.

Looking at the butterfly's delicate and clear eyes, full of sincerity and kindness, the girl trusted and slowly stretched out her hand. The butterfly pulled the girl up.

She tapped the mud and sand off her clothes, looked at the three of them, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"My name is Ruth. The evening sun shone on the ground, and a gentle breeze blew her long hair across her cherry lips, as beautiful as a fairy coming out of the painting.

"My name is Quartz Jun, my name is Lang Shixun, and my name is Mu Butterfly. The three of them introduced themselves by name.

"Where are you going? How did you pass through here. Ruth asked curiously.

"We're going to Fengzu Mountain. ”

"Thank you for saving your life, it's getting late, if you don't go to my house to stay, and continue to travel tomorrow. ”

They carried their burdens and walked through one bamboo forest after another, the purple straight bamboo mixed with the slender leaves, a kind of fairyland of bamboo in the ink.

"The green silk forest in front of me is where my sister and I live. Ruth happily pointed to the little attic in the middle of the purple bamboo.

"Wow, this is really a fairyland of bamboo forests. Quartz Jun sighed and looked at the large purple bamboo forest around him.

"Please come in. A woman dressed in the same clothes as Ruth opened the door.

"Sister, I'm back. Ruth happily hugged her sister.

"Why do you look exactly the same, are these twin sisters? I can't tell who is who between the two of you. The three of them looked at the two women who looked exactly the same.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please come in. ”

The carved wood attic carved from rosewood has a faint fragrance of bamboo flowers, and on the side of the round table are delicate small stools made of bamboo, and white bamboo flowers are inserted in the stone utensils on the table.

"My name is Ru Qing, please be seated. Ruth's sister Ru Qing politely invited the three of them to sit down.

Ru Qing held a bamboo tube-shaped teapot in one hand and dragged a small bamboo tube cup in the other.

"This is the top-grade ancient bamboo tea in this green silk forest. Ru Qing poured the ancient bamboo tea from the teapot into the bamboo tubular cups. Suddenly, the fragrance of tea overflowed, completely covering the fragrance of bamboo flowers on the table in the room.

"Sure enough, it is a high-quality tea, and the taste is extraordinary. Quartz Jun picked up the teacup, gently approached his nose, sniffed it, and took a small sip.

The sky slowly receded, and it was no longer clear that the scenery outside the green silk forest was clear.

"Everyone hasn't eaten yet, Si'er, go boil a pot of wine and prepare the meal. Ru Qing shouted Ru Si, who was picking bamboo flowers.

The vats in the cellar were tightly sealed, and Russ opened the lid of one of the vats, and the smell was fragrant, and she filled the bamboo pots she had carried over. By the warm fire, her long hair slanted down like a waterfall, she poured the wine from the bamboo pot into the gray stone pot, and she blew the fire in the stove vigorously, and the whole process of boiling the wine could not be too big or too small.

"Thank you for saving your life, the little girl doesn't know how to drink, so she drank tea instead of wine first. The Ru sisters served various dishes, and Ru Si picked up a bamboo cup and drank the ancient bamboo tea.

"Everywhere, it's a blessing for us to know two girls. Quartz Jun said, and raised the bamboo tube cup and drank the wine in the cup.

"This wine tastes so good, what kind of wine is it, how come I have never drunk such a delicious wine. Quartz Jun said as he drank.

"This is a thousand-year-old bamboo spike brew, which has been brewed and stored since before my parents passed away, and it is almost 500 years old now, which is the most precious treasure left by my parents. Ru Qing explained the brewing of this wine in detail.

"Ru Qing, Miss Rusi, I will toast you with tea instead of wine. Lang Shixun saw the sadness in the eyes of the Ru sisters, and remembered that he also lost his mother when he was young, and his mother died early when he was young.

"Go away, you won't be allowed to play with us. Lang Shixun recalled the scene when he was young on the street, bullied by his half-brother, pushed down by his brother and fell to the ground, his eyes were filled with indelible sadness.

"What are you doing? What kind of manly is a group of people bullying a person?" At this moment, a handsome young man appeared and stretched out his hand to pull Lang Shixun up.

"Who are you? Don't meddle here. As he spoke, his half-brother stretched out his fist and struck him.

"Ouch. The half-brother fell to the ground in an instant.

"Hehe, who am I? I am Shi Yingjun, the young master of Shifu, and I am not convinced to come to Shifu to find me. Quartz stuck out his tongue mischievously and used his spiritual power to scare away the children who bullied Lang Shixun. They were 8 years old.

"Are you alright? Quartz Jun pulled Lang Shixun up. gave a candy man in his hand to Lang Shixun, and since then Lang Shixun and Quartz have become good friends, Lang Shixun recalls everything that happened when he was a child, and his eyes look a little dull.

"Lang Gongzi, what's wrong with you?" the careful Ru Qing noticed the sadness in Lang Shixun's eyes and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, this wine is a little spicy, so spicy that my tears are about to come out. Lang Shixun said with a smile that concealed all his sadness.

"Come, eat a little fried hare with bamboo flowers. Everyone saw that Lang Shixun had something on his mind, and Quartz Jun, who was sitting on the side, took a dish with chopsticks and put it in Lang Shixun's bowl.

"Sehoon, we've known each other for so many years, and we haven't had a drink together for a long time, so we should take this opportunity to have a few drinks today. As he spoke, Quartz Jun filled Lang Shixun's wine glass.

The two of them kept toasting and drinking, as if they wanted to drown out all the sad memories with wine.