Green hills, peach blossom forests.

Feng Yuanzhi was lying on the hammock in the peach blossom forest, holding a wine jar in her hand, and was slowly drinking the strongest peach blossom drunk in Qingqiu.

Xiao Ren came from the depths of the peach blossoms at this time, stood beside the hammock and said, "Your Highness, Xiao Ren has already gone to the depths of the peach blossoms to make food for the little white horse according to your instructions before going to the Heavenly Palace."

Feng Yuanzhi tilted the corners of her eyebrows, pursed her lips and smiled: "Little White Horse, is there still trouble today?" ”

"Back to Your Highness, the little white horse is very peaceful today and has not made trouble."

"Since Ben Diji picked it up from the bank of the Luochen River back to Qingqiu three thousand years ago, it has not wanted to live anywhere except for the depths of the peach blossoms, and it has caused trouble in the depths of the peach blossoms from time to time."

"Fortunately, His Highness didn't dislike it, and took good care of it for three thousand years, so that it changed from an ordinary white horse in the world to a white horse in the fairy world with great aura, and now its temperament is somewhat similar to His Highness."

When Feng Yuanzhi heard this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and smiled, raised the wine jar with her right hand again, slowly poured a sip of wine into her mouth, wiped her mouth and said slowly: "At the beginning, it was pitiful and had to wait for the old master, and brought it back to Qingqiu and cried day and night, I wanted to raise it for hundreds of years before it would forget to abandon its old master and change it to me, but I didn't expect that three thousand years later, it is still the same, day and night, looking forward to the old master to bring it back." ”

"Your Highness, there is such a heartfelt white horse in this Eight Desolations and Liuhe, why do you say that its old master should abandon it?"

"I don't know, its old master may have entered dozens of reincarnations, or maybe he is a ruthless and unrighteous guy, I built a white stone horse on the bank of the Luochen River, if the old master saw the white stone horse and heard a little about Wangfu Stone, he should also know that the little white horse has been waiting for him."

Speaking of this, Feng Yuanzhi found that the wine in the wine jar had been drunk by herself, so she said, "Go and dig a pot of peach blossoms from the ground for me again." ”

"Your Royal Highness, the emperor specially found someone to brew dozens of jars of good wine for you to put in the depths of the peach blossoms, why do you want to drink the peach blossoms under the peach blossom forest?"

"My father found someone to brew me with a wine that tastes as light as water, how can I drink it? The wine under the peach blossom forest has been brewed for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, and it is naturally a good wine, and since it is a good wine, how can Ben Diji not drink it? ”

"But Your Highness, you have been grounded here for a hundred years, and the peach blossoms buried under the peach blossom forest are limited, so if you drink it day and night, you will soon drink it all, and the emperor will punish you if you find out."

"Little San, are you stealing wine again?" Emperor Qingqiu suddenly appeared beside the hammock unconsciously, so frightened that Feng Yuanzhi's whole body trembled, and hurriedly got down from the hammock to salute.

"Little San, you are messing around in the Heavenly Palace Palace, and during the hundred years of being grounded, my father will no longer come to see you."

"Father, why?" Feng Yuan Zhi said.

"My father has something important to do, and he needs to go to the South China Sea, and it may take hundreds of years to come back."

With a slight wave of the emperor's right hand, a piano appeared hanging in the air, and said: "This immortal qin was originally a thing of the town palace of Nanxi Ming Palace. ”

Feng Yuanzhi was surprised: "An Zhanjun is willing to give this to Qingqiu? ”

"It's really boring to be grounded in the peach blossom forest for a hundred years, my father thinks that this thing is because of you, and it makes sense to give this thing to you to relieve your boredom."

Feng Yuanzhi couldn't believe her ears, and said: "Father, this is not an ordinary immortal qin, I have heard that the Zhengong Xianqin of Nanxi Ming Palace has the ability to move mountains and seas, and you are willing to give it to me to relieve my boredom?" ”

Without waiting for the emperor to reply, Feng Yuanzhi accepted the fairy qin very excitedly and said, "Father, has this fairy qin ever had a name?"

"No, I didn't."

Feng Yuanzhi thought for a long time and said, "How about the junior call it drunk?" ”

"Drunken Organ, Wind Flute, Wind Dance, Little San, these names you have come up with are good."

"Father, I want to show it to the little white horse."

"Little San, why don't you name the little white horse and also give it a name for the wind?"

"It's very nostalgic, looking forward to returning to the old master day and night, if Xiao San gives it a new name, it can't tear down the depths of the peach blossoms?"

Deep in the peach blossoms, a yard in the peach blossom forest.

"Little White Horse!"

Feng Yuanzhi walked up to it with a drunken organ and smiled: "Look what good things I brought to you this time!" ”

The arrogant white horse stopped eating grass, and was willing to raise his eyelids for a while, but he rolled his eyes, and only after rolling his eyes did he raise his head, and glanced at the wind lightly.

When the white horse saw this drunken organ, he suddenly howled sadly, and tears could not stop falling from his eyes.

"Little white horse, what's wrong with you?" Feng Yuanzhi frowned and said.

The white horse didn't seem to hear her, and began to rush through the depths of the peach blossoms like a crazy horse.

Feng Yuanzhi was puzzled and said: Although the little white horse is naughty, it has never been so crazy, except for thinking of the old master, it will be extra naughty on weekdays, could it be that this drunken organ reminds it of the old master?

Seeing that the white horse ran out of the depths of the peach blossoms and rushed to the end of the peach blossom forest, Feng Yuanzhi chased all the way, but he didn't expect that the more Feng Yuanzhi chased, the more crazy the white horse became because of the perception of the drunken organ.

There is a wind fairy well at the end of the peach blossom, called the well but not the well, you can reach the bank of the dust river in the world through it, but if you pass through it, you will be damaged and cultivated, and you will die in the Yellow Spring.

"Little white horse, don't go, you will lose your life if you cross the Fengxian Well."

The white horse was no longer controllable, and ran frantically towards the Fengxian Well. Feng Yuanzhi jumped up when she was in an emergency, flew to the sky above the white horse, played the drunken organ to control the immortal technique, but she didn't expect that the power of the drunken organ was far stronger than she imagined.

"Ah~~~"

Feng Yuanzhi screamed and walked out of the Fengxian Well.