Above the sky, there are colorful flying phoenix mouth wine glasses through the clouds and galloping towards the green clouds of Xiyue.

In the pavilion, there are handsome men and girls sitting opposite each other, talking for a long time, pouring Chinese wine, and opening fragrantly.

When Guo Rufeng flew into the pavilion, the goddess Mei Si'an had already told a lot of stories about this world to the man opposite, looking at An Ran sometimes frowning and sometimes smiling, she couldn't tell how much her sweetheart could understand.

"But what does it matter?" Mei Si'an gently took Qiong Yao's wine glass and thought to herself, "One day he will understand; One day he will know who I am. “

When Guo Rufeng put down the Qiong Yao cup in his mouth, he secretly glanced at the handsome man sitting opposite him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart for Niangniang's good eyes.

"There is a way: Fengguan heroes are brave, and wine is given to destined people." Mei Si'an smiled slightly, "Rufeng will change back into her true body!" This worldly wine is also related to you. “

After hearing the sound, the phoenix let out a low whisper, and it quickly flipped in the air The pavilion flashed with bursts of brilliance, and after the brilliance, a slim girl, probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, appeared in the pavilion. Her hair was tied in a bun on both sides of her head, bangs were left on her forehead, and the girl was dressed in a blue-red long-sleeved dress typical of a maid and maid.

"The slave maid has seen Niangniang and An Gongzi," she bowed her head to Mei Si'an and An Ran respectively.

An Ran had to stand up all of a sudden and nervously bow back to her.

"Like a phoenix! You see you're scared of Gongzi An. How many times have I said that you and I are not masters and servants, and we don't have to follow these red tapes, so why can't we break this habit even now? ”

"Niangniang can not treat the slave and maid as a slave and maid, that is the gift of the maid, but everything in the slave and maid is given by the maid, how dare the slave and the maid be pampered and arrogant and not abide by their duty? Therefore, the slave and the maid do not want to change, and cannot change. ”

"Whatever you want," Mei Si'an smiled, "as long as you girl can be happy, this seat is not forced, otherwise the son An opposite you is afraid that he will misunderstand how fierce I am." She quipped.

"Niangniang is not fierce, Niangniang is good to slaves." Guo Rufeng replied in a whisper.

She seemed to be answering Mei Si'an, and she seemed to be explaining to An Ran.

At this moment, An Ran is actually a little puzzled, compared with the old-fashioned old woman Guo Rufeng with a wrinkled face, her sister Guo Rufeng is like a girl waiting to be released. If time is a ruthless carving knife, why does it only carve deep chisel marks on my sister's face, but let my sister go so that she is still glamorous? How does the handsome man know the reason for this? It was up to her to tell him.

"This pot of wine is called 'Brewed by the Years' - no, I'll do it myself."

The goddess Mei Si'an did not let Guo Rufeng do it for her, but picked up the clay pot and poured wine into the Qiong Yao cup.

"What is the brew of time? That is to say, the drinker can taste the past, as to whether it is bitter or sweet; whether it is sad or happy; It's up to the person who pours the wine and the drinker to say - this cup is yours. “

The woman's jade hand waved, and the Qiong Yao cup filled with wine slid steadily in front of An Ran.

An Ran was observing when she poured the wine, and the wine that fell from the clay pot into Qiong Yao's cup formed a column of water the size of a small thumb, and the young man found that there was actually an elongated figure in the water column. Then, when the Qiong Yao cup was moved in front of him, he continued to look into the cup, and was surprised to see the houses and mountains floating in the Qiong Jelly Jade Dew again. They staggered and fluttered, as if they were the reflection of something on the water.

"Don't look at it," Mei Si'an raised his wine glass, "After drinking it, you can naturally know more clearly, the ancient poem says: '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. And I call it 'a pot of wine in the mountains, borrow wine to ask your heart.' Raise a glass and drink with the son, and get drunk with the son. After that, the woman put the Qiong Yao cup on her lips and drank it up.

This glass of wine made the woman's cheeks quietly climb into a blush, and her face was as charming and moving as a peach blossom in March.

"How?" She looked at him a little defiantly, "Do you dare to drink?" ”

The glass is not too big to hold with one hand. An Ran is not afraid of how strong this wine is, anyway, he can't appreciate the taste in reality. "Whether it's Qiong Jelly Jade Dew or wearing intestinal venom, anyway, at most, it just makes Lao Tzu's game character difficult to control, and no matter how much you drink, you can't make Lao Tzu drunk and fall to the ground. Besides, 'getting drunk with the son' is one of the tasks in the first place. He thought.

"Why don't you dare?" An Ran grabbed the wine glass and let the cow drink.

Then the scenery around him swirled, An Ran felt dizzy and felt like nausea, and he knew that he had been fooled. Drinking in the game certainly can't get you drunk, but the system can make what you see spin so fast that it tricks your optic nerves into making your head spin.

"Fuck!" An Ran had to close his eyes and scold.

'Smack! The handsome man heard a crisp sound, and at the same time the torso brace pressed lightly on his face, and he knew that he had been slapped again.

"No foul language!" Mesian deliberately said with a straight face, "Now you can open your eyes." ”

"Hey! When they met, they slapped them a few times, asked if they hurt or not, and asked if they hurt themselves. An Ran muttered.

Guo Rufeng, the maid beside the woman, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

An Ran obediently opened her eyes, only to find that the sky was still the same sky, but the earth was not that land. Where are the gazebos around? Guo Rufeng is gone, the wine glass and jug are gone, Tongtian Peak is gone, and even the entire Qingyun Mountain is gone, replaced by a lively town.

The town is nestled under a large mountain, and in front of it are two rushing rivers, one running from west to east; One runs from north to south, encircling the town like two arms, and eventually converges on the left side of the town and flows eastward. Due to the lack of open terrain, the houses in the town are crowded with narrow streets, most of the houses are blue bricks and white tiles, and some have thatched roofs and yellow mud walls.

An Ran was standing on a cross street in the south of the town, where there were chickens, baked cakes, noodles and fortune tellers in the open dam. Of course, there are shops selling cloth and grain on the streets, and in short, it seems to be a market in this town.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man holding a haystack full of sugar gourds walked towards An Ran. This man turned a blind eye to the handsome young man like a blind man, An Ran wanted to dodge but there was nothing he could do, so he could only watch him crash into his chest and then pass through his back.

"Sell sugar gourds! Sweet and sour sugar gourd! “

The middle-aged man continued to sell, and An Ran was unharmed.

"Don't be surprised," Mei Si'an reminded her softly as the crowd passed over her, "We're just a bystander, we can't change any events here, we won't disturb them, and they don't know that we are there." “

"Oh! I see," An Ran understood from the surprise just now. "It's like watching a movie, the people who watch it can't affect the direction of the story, and the people in the movie can't hurt the people who watch the movie, but we are standing in the middle of the picture."

The goddess Mesian was noncommittal, and just walked forward casually.

He followed her through walls and alleys, and came to a place where there was a kudzu tree, which was thicker but not covered with red ropes as in many places.

Two young children pouted on the ground and picked up something, and the morning light swayed through the leaves to the ground and the shade of the trees.

"Next!" A child's voice appeared in the tree, and some of the buds of the kudzu tree were thrown off.

It turned out that they were picking the buds of the kudzu tree. This kind of bud can be eaten, put it in the mouth and chew sour, many children are very fond of picking it off, put it in the bag and eat it secretly in class, this kind of thing An Ran actually did a lot when he was a child.

An Ran looked up and saw that there was a child on the tree who was agile, climbing between the trees and feeling uncomfortable, and the children under the tree were also amazed and admired him.

At this time, a little girl, who was about seven or eight years old, flashed out from behind a white wall in front of her, wearing a little floral dress and trousers, and a pair of blue cloth shoes on her feet. Her face was red and her fat were very cute, and the little girl walked and jumped, and the tender flesh on her face shook gently every time she jumped.

"Brother Enron!" She stood under the tree with her mouth crossed, and shouted, "Yes! You're really here, hurry up and go to the school with me, and I'm not afraid of my husband spanking you—and you two! “

The two little boys seemed to be a little afraid of the little girl, and made a grimace at her and ran away.

Hearing the little girl calling herself, Xiao Anran grabbed a horizontal branch and sent her body forward, jumped down directly from a high place, he clapped his hands and smiled and grabbed a handful of yellow kudzu flowers from his purse and handed it to the little girl.

"Ahh This is for you - this is the best yellow kudzu flower, you can't tell my husband about climbing trees. ”

An Ran found that this tiger-headed little An Ran was a bit like when he was a child, he was older than the little girl, his facial features were very thoughtful, and his eyes were big and round and watery. But he was not well dressed, there were patches at the knees of his pants, and his shoes were torn.

"No~OK!"

The little girl grabbed Huang Gehua, threw her head to the side, and curled her mouth to ignore him.

"Then what are you going to do not sue me?" The little boy knelt down on one knee and straightened the corner of the little girl's clothes with his hands, and coaxed: "There are people selling sugar gourds in the market...... But I don't have any money on me...... Otherwise, you can buy sugar gourds for you to eat. “

"I've got money!" The little girl took out a few copper coins from her clothes bag and laughed happily in an instant. "Brother An Ran, if you buy a sugar gourd for me to eat, and then make a spinning top, I won't report you."

A snickering joy appeared on the little boy's face.

"Let's go!" The little boy took the little girl's hand and ran towards the market.

"Is this all right?" An Ran shook her head and was speechless, "This seems to be a little girl paying to invite a little boy to eat sugar gourd!" “

"Look, this is the old you, and I don't know how many times you have lied to me." The woman glanced at An Ran charmingly. "Until today! This meal is still my invitation. ”

"How could I have done that?" An Ran argued.

Indeed, where did he have a child in this world? He only started to enter Huaxia a few days ago, and it was at that time that he met this big beauty of the system called 'Mei Si'an'. Damn it! In just a few days, can the system really be able to choreograph a love soap opera for itself?

"Is it easy to forget something when you bully me?" The goddess Mesian wiped her hand in the air casually, "Indeed, I seem to have forgotten a lot of things. She said self-deprecatingly.

The style of painting changed abruptly, and they came to a classroom full of students. The girl and the boy sat next to each other, and the girl listened attentively to the lecture of the old white-bearded old gentleman who was old and clocky at the table of the Eight Immortals, while the little boy was absent-mindedly buttoning his nails from time to time; Or quietly take out the contents of the purse and put it in your mouth to chew; or bow your head and secretly look at the villain book; When I was really bored, I went to play with the little girl's braids and clothes.

Most of the time, the little girl didn't care about him, and she couldn't stand it anymore, so she opened his hand and puffed out her mouth to look at the little boy. But she didn't report him once, only when the old man found that the naughty little An Ran was not paying attention in class, and hit his palm with a wooden plank, the girl would tearfully ask him if it hurt.

The picture flies, winter goes to spring, and I don't know how many times the little girl ran with the little boy. Together, they went to the fields to catch loaches; Go fishing for small fish in the river; Let's go to dig a bird's nest in the mountains behind the town; We also went to the pond to play in the water.

Gradually, as the years passed, the boy and girl grew up a little, they spent much less time together than before, and the boy liked to play with boys his age more, but the girl! She also talks to a bunch of girls her age, but whenever other girls mention Enron, she is always uncomfortable; She would carefully follow him to school and home together, as if guarding something, for fear that he would run away if he was not careful.

In the spring breeze, she ran with him in an open field outside the town, and in the sky was a kite that flew high and far, and the boy, when he was tired, gave the girl the string in his hand, and let her fly with it, and sat on the stone and watched the two beautiful figures fly around. Then the girl was also tired, and she sat on the stone with him, and the boy still looked up at the kite in the sky in a daze, and the girl still liked to look at the boy's face next to her in a daze.

"When you're looking at the kite, have you ever noticed that I've been watching you?" The woman's heartstrings fluctuated a little, as if she was saying to An Ran, as if she was saying it to herself.

The girl is more slim, she is tall and beautiful. But the boy still rarely looked at her, or would never look at her with an inexplicable look, and they still came and went happily together, but only came and went.

One day, a group of swingers in the town set their sights on the girl who came home alone, whistling and using foul language in an attempt to flirt with her. At that moment, the boy suddenly rushed from behind a white wall, and without saying a word, he scuffled with the group of swingers. Like a brute wounded in the head, he kicked, slapped, bitten, and attacked the outnumbered prodigals, and he wrapped his arms tightly around the girl's delicate body, holding her in his arms, and letting the rain of fists hit his back.

He was wounded, his mouth was bleeding from bruises, and the girl's heart was so painful that tears flowed, and she bandaged the wound on his arm, and asked him again if it hurt.

There is a rainy night in the picture, lightning and thunder, wind and rain, the girl is lying on the wide pear blossom wood bed, her body is curled up in the red peony quilt and can't sleep, she is scared, she misses him, the girl always thinks about the boy's handsome face and strong body, she hopes that he can hug herself tightly into her arms.

"I'll have to tell him tomorrow," the girl thought, "that Enron has always liked him, not that his sister likes his brother, but that a real woman likes a man...... But how could such words be easy for a girl to say? Does Enron like me? What if he doesn't like me......"

However, when her heart is at war between heaven and man, the scene turns, and the mud house where the boy lives collapses in the wind and rain. The boy was lucky not to be injured, but that night he sat alone in a pigsty that had not yet been blown down by the wind and thought about it all night.

The next day, the red-eyed boy struggled out of the collapsed hut and walked slowly to the lush yellow kudzu tree, hoping to say goodbye to her before leaving the town.

The girl walked towards him with a shy face, and they always met somewhere, as if they had a heart. For example, under this yellow kudzu tree, the girl wants to muster up the courage to confess to him, and the boy wants to muster up the courage to say goodbye to her.

"I'm leaving! Si'an, you must be well," the boy said first, "you love your parents and brother so much. ”

"Brother?" The girl frowned and asked, "Where do I have a brother again?" “

"Am I not your brother?" The boy smiled chicly.

Seeing this, An Ran's heart suddenly ached, and he suddenly thought of a dusty past that had been sealed for a long time, and he couldn't laugh.

"Original...... Originally...... Brother! Right! Brother, where are you going? The girl forced a smile on her face.

"I'm going to go to the rivers and lakes, and I'll come back to see you one day when my brother gets ahead and mixes higher than the kite in the sky."

The picture flashed suddenly, leaving the girl alone standing alone under the Huang Ge tree and looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, her tears finally couldn't stop flowing out of her eyes, as if she had lost the whole world.

"And you made me wait for you for sixteen hundred years, my good brother!" After saying this, the goddess's eyes were filled with tears, and she bit her lips to control her tears from falling.

Player An Ran was speechless.

The picture is frozen under the yellow kudzu tree, the world is silent, and the girl is discarded in the world like a puppet.

"If one day, I am bullied, will you still hold me in your arms like you did when you were a child, and not let me be hurt even the slightest?"

"I'm not going to let people bully you." An Ran clenched his fists.

It's just that to whom did the handsome young man say it? The 'you' in his mouth is Methian? Or who? No one knows.

"That's all we can see in this cup of vintage," the woman sighed and flicked her finger into the air, and the whole world shattered like glass with a 'snap', and then disappeared without a trace.

An Ran found that his game character was sitting at the stone table in the pavilion again, and he and the woman opposite him never left a single step.

"How does this wine taste?" Methian asked.

"A little sour! And what about later? An Ran asked rhetorically.

Remembering some kind of past, An Ran felt that her eyes were a little moist.

"Later, as I told you, I went to the capital to read a lot of books, but I fell into the embarrassing situation of the so-called 'women's reading has no effect'. Because things didn't go well, my parents fell in the middle of the family and died, I didn't want to look up to others, and wanted to rely on myself to support myself, but in the end, I became a female beggar who was favored by others. “

"And one day, you will become an immortal by chance?" An Ran said.

"How can it be that easy?" Mei Si'an said, "I have traveled a lot of places - mountains and plains, ****, big cities and small towns, states and countries, I have seen many people and things, and I have suffered a lot, and gradually I have understood some truths: 'The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit.'" Most of the people are like this, whether they are princes and generals, or peddlers and pawns, they can't escape the word fame and fortune. But life in the world is just a spring, just a few decades of flick of a finger, what you are obsessed with, what you pursue, what you get, will eventually turn into a handful of dust, and then fall into the cycle of reincarnation to the past, so repeatedly unable to extricate yourself, neither know who you were in your previous life, where you came from, and do not know where you are going in this life? It turns out that they are not as good as me, a scruffy female beggar. And then, as you said, one day I walked into a place – as if in my own dream – and met an old man with gray hair, and he taught me a lot of skills, and I learned how to be born, how to enter the world, and how to be born again, and finally I got a glimpse of the Heavenly Dao Feather and Ascended to Immortal. ”

"Hey!" The goddess Mesian sighed heavily.

"But no matter how long the years may be; No matter how I cultivate; But I can't forget you, I traveled all over the world, trying to find the young man who said he was going to break into the rivers and lakes, but you seem to have disappeared without a trace, I think you are probably dead! But my heart is not dead, and you will be reincarnated again, so I chose to wait for you in this world, and then until that day I saw your appearance in the Receiving Temple. “

"You knew me at that time, did you dare to love?" An Ran touched his chin with his hand, "Since you and I have long been destined, why did you put on a cold look at that time?" ”

"What do you want me to do?" After asking rhetorically, Mei Si'an said, "Don't forget that this seat was the goddess of the temple at that time, and it was a heavy responsibility, and it was necessary to interrogate your group of special people called 'adventurers'. Could it be that when I see you, I should be like many little women, hug you and kiss you to relieve the pain of lovesickness? The eyes of this god and Buddha are not blind. Besides, in the past thousand years, you have been reincarnated in another world almost twenty times, and you don't know me for a long time - and you are not ashamed to let the name of this gang be ashamed? “

"Okay!" An Ran thought, "You actually started flirting with Lao Tzu, fuck!" Could it be that Lao Tzu can even prostitute system NPCs in this game? Or a real beauty pretending to be a system NPC? I'm going to be a good girl! It's amazing, it's amazing! “

"You know what? In order to help you choose this name, Niangniang has already left the Receiving Temple, you don't have to lose Niangniang! An Gongzi. ”

"Just your mouth!" The woman smiled coquettishly.

"That's what it was!" Guo Rufeng raised her voice and hugged her mother. "How can any adventurer dare to let Niangniang Gang take a name, this is not to let Niangniang-"

"Alright!" Mesian interrupted her, "Now it's time to talk about you." ”