Volume 1: Yellow Springs December Chapter 124: Borrowing Wine to Pour Out Sorrows
Xie Hualing trembled all over, and the candlestick almost overturned, but fortunately, Dai Luan reached out to stabilize it. The two of them hurriedly turned their heads and saw a man standing behind them with their waists crossed.
"If you don't eat well, you know how to run around." Xie Huayu complained.
"You're scared us to death!" Ah Ling raised his voice, "It's almost the scene of the fire!" And said we, if you don't eat with them, what are you doing here? β
"I told them I came to you. As soon as you two have lost your shadow, you must have slipped out of playfulness. I'm afraid that you ran away with Ah Luan and something happened to me, so I came to you. I saw you two run here and follow. Alright, let's go back. β
"Okay, it's open!"
The two sisters brushed back together and found that Ah Luan had somehow picked the lock open while they were arguing.
"Youβyou're too bold! This little girl ......" Xie Huayu was a little nervous. But despite the accusations, she couldn't help but poke her head in. Xie Hualing pushed the door open a little, and the notes fell off on both sides, squeaked, and slowly opened.
As if invited.
The three of them looked at each other, and their feet couldn't help but move in. It seems that Xie Huayu has long been suspicious.
The air in Xueyan Valley has always been very clean, and there is no big wind, not to mention that the doors and windows are closed, and the whole house is clean, and it is impossible to see how long the guests have left. Dai Luan gently wiped her hand over the counter, and there was almost no dust at all. There are no expensive furniture in the whole house, they are all ordinary necessities, the space is not too small and the space is neatly organized. It's just that the house hasn't been ventilated for a long time, and there is a faint smell of moisture.
ββ¦β¦ It's like just walking. Xie Hua said to herself.
Xie Hualing lit the candlestick on the table, making the room brighter. There was also a small desk by the window, and the dim moonlight through the paper window reflected on the table. She saw a small stain, no color, so she reached out and touched it, and it felt dry.
"Senior Sister Yan seems to have sharpened snow ink," she tried to scrape with her nails, twisting up a few white particles, "spilled out." β
"She's always loved cleanliness, didn't she bother to wipe the table and left? What is that snow ink used for......"
Dai Luan didn't answer, she guessed that the two didn't know about the wordless letter yet. She also knew in her heart that it was rude to rummage into other people's rooms and rummage through other people's things. But it didn't matter - after all, there was one person there who didn't know the truth of the matter. She wanted to find something to bring from here and give it to Mu Wan when she went back, she should feel very relieved.
She opened the small drawer under her desk, and there was nothing special in it. There were several jars of rouge, and a box of half-used chilblain medicine, with a few old pieces of jewelry stacked next to them. This may be a bit precious, she is embarrassed to take it in front of Sister Xie Hua. So she opened the other drawer, and there was a cleaned ink disc and a thick stack of paper.
Dai Luan took out these crumpled papers, some of which were sent from home, and some of which were poems that Yan Muxue had copied herself.
Xie Huayu noticed this, she took the papers from Dai Luan's hand and looked through them cursoryly.
"These ...... This should be Yan Muxue's words. β
Xie Huayu looked at it, but her brows gradually tightened, and her hand also sped up the speed of flipping through it.
"What's wrong?" Her sister asked.
ββ¦β¦ These, if these are her words...... No, it's not the same as the handwriting on that letter. β
Dai Luan asked, "That letter, the one she left before leaving?" β
"Exactly. But, how could it be...... There's no reason for that......"
Xie Hualing sighed.
"If there's no reason, that's fine."
"What are you talking about?" Dai Luan couldn't understand.
"Since she is leaving, how can she let someone else write the parting letter on her behalf? What's the point? β
"Maybe these poems and songs were copied to her by someone else," Dai Luan thought, "Why don't you take them back and show them to Mu Wan." She must know best which is Senior Sister Yan's notes. β
"That's right...... Let's go back quickly, lest others become suspicious. Xie Huayu picked out a few pieces of paper and stuffed them into his arms, looked left and right in a bit of panic, and urged them to leave quickly.
Ah Ling blew out the candles, and the three of them went out the door, carefully closing the door again. The lock was picked open by Ah Luan with a wireβI really don't know what she was carrying. Fortunately, the lock is not broken, and it can be reinserted. As for the seal, which was a bit of a problem, they carefully pasted it back in, tucking the edge into the crack of the lock, and their eyes looked like no one had touched it. Immediately after that, the three of them left the place and returned to the banquet with pretended to be calm. Fortunately, even the patrol disciples and guards were also on the table, and no one noticed.
"Gee, these kids are really not worrying." Xie Hua smiled at the disciples of the guards guarding the door in front of the hall.
"Children, they all like to run around, how normal it is to be playful. Okay, let's go back, the food is going to be cold. β
"The two eldest brothers have worked really hard. When we're done, I'll go to the back kitchen and bring you some hot meals. β
"Thank you so much."
Returning to his original seat, Xie Huayu was extremely calm. The other two girls also pretended to be fine, still looking left and right and refused to settle down. Most of the meals were missing, and many of the disciples drank alcohol. Mu Wan is still very sober, but he has been shirking. Wu Yuangui knew that she couldn't drink it, and he didn't force it, but he just poured himself vigorously.
"You don't know," a girl next to her whispered to Xie Huayu, "Yuangui originally persuaded the little junior sister to drink a little, saying that she wanted to see if she was wandering outside and whether the amount of alcohol had grown." But after persuading me two or three times, I was stopped by the Taoist chief. β
"Yes," said the senior brother opposite, "I see, don't be jealous when you return to him, let yourself sulk." β
There was a small burst of laughter around, a little far away, and the few people over there should not have heard it clearly. It's just that Wu Yuangui glanced up, and Xie Huayu smiled politely at him, without the slightest suspicion of doing anything wrong.
Ah Ling pulled the senior brothers on both sides on the other side and asked them, "What did you all talk about behind my back just now!" β
"Why did I carry you on my back, you ran away by yourself and didn't listen. There was nothing special, so I talked about the Taoist leader. Is it a view of the sky? I heard that they have some immortal weapons, and the most famous is a mirror, called the Cloud Outer Mirror. But it's just myths and legends, and no one has ever seen it, so who knows if it's true. We're just going to have a casual conversation. β
Dai Luan didn't know anyone around, and she didn't talk much. She kept looking at Rin's face - still so calm, as still as still as a pool without any waves or reflections.
But she knew him - after more than ten years, she could read some of the things on Shanhai. She felt that he was holding back something, and at the same time doubting something. So Dai Luan looked at Wu Yuangui again, he drank some wine, and smiled heartily, but there was no flaw.
I don't know what they just said.
Mu Wan was still smiling, smiling happily. She hadn't seen her like this in a long time. Those poems...... I really don't know if I should give it to her. Mu Wan took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then told his senior brother about what happened on the journey. But after a while, her face turned a little red. Dai Luan sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran over to take a look.
As soon as she reached her side, Mu Wan leaned back on the chair and slid down. Shanhai and Dai Luan hurriedly picked her up, and Wu Yuangui's wine was also sober. He patted his head, pointed to the two cups in her hand, and said:
"This girl must have drunk wine as tea."
"Doesn't she feel like it tastes wrong?"
Dai Luan picked up the cup with some confusion and sniffed it gently, but she really couldn't tell the difference. The color is slightly yellow, like flowing beeswax, and it smells cool and sweet. I don't know if the wine is warm or the tea is cold, and the temperature of the two cups is about the same. She tried to take a sip of them all, but one began to be bitter and had a sweet aftertaste; One is sweet at the beginning, and the aftertaste is bitter.
Dai Luan really didn't understand.
Wu Yuangui laughed at her: "You can't see it, right?" This is a craft that we only have in Xueyan Valley, camellia brewing. β
"Is it tea wine?" Shanhai helped Mu Wan up and said, "I just think it's flower wine, but I don't know what it is." Camellia doesn't have much sugar, and it doesn't produce much wine, so it's hard to make wine. β
"yes. Even here, it's easy to spoil. If the temperature is slightly wrong, or it rains for a few more days, the wine will taste sour. It is astringent when it is opened, and it is light when it is opened, and even when to add how much honey is also particular. β
"It's an amazing craft, so why hasn't it been shipped out and sold?" Dai Luan asked.
"You don't know. This wine is different from tea, but more like flowers. By the time the wagon was pulled out of the valley, the taste had already changed. I sent someone to bring it back to a friend, and he said that he couldn't do it, and blamed me for exaggerating. β
In the end, after a few casual words, Sister Xie Hua and the master and apprentice took Mu Wan back - it was better to carry it. She always fainted at the slightest drop of wine, like a puddle of mud, and she couldn't hold it up. Originally, Wu Yuan returned and persuaded her to live in the newly renovated house for a few days, but they refused on the grounds that it was not easy to take care of her.
"Yes. Since you are here, Wu is also relieved. He said.
Back in Xie Huayu's small courtyard, they put Mu Wan on the bed, covered the quilt, and closed the door again, and several people were finally relieved. But just as Shanhai was about to persuade them to rest earlier, the three girls all stared at him seriously.
"Daoist Rin, how much do you know about Yan Muxue?"
ββ¦β¦β
"What kind of person do you think, Senior Brother Wu?"
ββ¦β¦ Your senior brother is an upright and noble manβ"
"There is no one else now," Xie Huayu took out the stack of papers, "I believe that you really take care of the little junior sister." I'll tell you the truth, what kind of person he is, and one of my side disciples doesn't dare to judge him. But in many things, we outsiders can see clearly. β
Shanhai frowned and took a deep breath.
"Your senior brother...... Ask me about the Cloud Mirror. But admittedly, I don't know. For us, money is a thing outside the body, and the Daomen has always been destined to be a person, and there is no need for any treasures of the town, and it is enough to leave a little shadow on the rivers and lakes. If you have to chase the wind and catch the shadow, it will be difficult for the strong. Even if there is really a cloud mirror, it is meaningless to see things in the world thousands of miles away. β
Dai Luan asked, "Why didn't I know you had such a baby?" Listening to you, it's as if it doesn't exist. β
"It doesn't matter."
"Yes." Xie Hua said. Everyone, including her sister, looked at her.
"The ancestor of the Heavenly Vision, the cloud mirror of the Danning Immortal, exists."