Some people die completely, some people are stunned to live but are like dead people, and some people experience the ultimate impact on the edge of life and death.

At the end of the second floor of the cross shop, the room was lit with beautiful lights, Zhiyu's pointed ears were red with blood, his eyes were like water and the moon and dreamlike eyes were like a mist watching the curves of his body, and the elastic little hand gently touched the same elastic lips, and then the white teeth bit the small fingers.

The mischievous candle flame was clearly extinguished and swaying, naughty beating, the owner of the little hand leaned on the arms of Zhiyu, Zhiyu was like a fish, eating inch by inch, moving up from the soft arm, over the rounded arc of the shoulder, the warm breath was in the neck and ears, he blinked drunkenly, and said something in her ear: "Ziqing, my Ziqing, my, Ziqing." ”

Ziqing's neck was surrounded by the scorching breath coming out, itchy and hot, her body curled up unconsciously, as if avoiding tickling, with a simple smile on her face, Ziqing picked up the mango ice soup on the long table next to her, and dipped her little fingertips into a little and put it in her mouth to try the taste, "Well, it's so sweet, you can taste it too." ”

As he spoke, he dipped a little more and put it to Zhiyu's mouth, Zhiyu tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth with a cute smile were so simple, the outline of his pointed ears and immature face was looming with desire, he opened his mouth slightly, and the sweet taste poured from his tongue to his throat.

The desires that are all over the world are like a net in the heavens and the earth, round by circle, and there are always people who want to fall into it.

The lights went out, the warm moonlight filled the room, depicting the curve of Ziqing's back, and the air was sweltering with the coming summer, and the scorching air stirred up the most primitive desires in the world.

"Who is my cause, and whose effect will I be?" Ziqing felt as if she was immersed in a hot spring, and the rising water vapor seemed to dissolve herself.

"I am here for the cause, and here you are for the effect." Stop the fish roaming freely in the hot springs.

In the whirlpool town where the night completely fell, all kinds of whirlpools were ups and downs, whirling and impacting.

When it dawns, it always feels like nothing has happened at night, but is that really the case?

Ruri's heart was empty and the white horse took him out of Vortex Town, and Shao'an behind him could only watch, as if there was nothing to say, and the Ruri in front of him was even more lonely than the Ruri who was wearing bright clothes before.

Some people will travel all the way, and some people will be leisurely all the way. It's really helpless~

Ziqing jumped up, looking at this and that, she felt that the sunshine brought a new day and a new hope.

"Master, look at how nice the weather is today. We'll be convenient along the way. Ziqing smiled brighter than the sun.

Youling just nodded slightly, still unhurried, nothing unhappy, but there was nothing to be happy about, probably this mood.

The master and apprentice set off from the valley, took a small boat down the water, changed the strange rush, crossed the rapids, and arrived at the whirlpool town, all the way the water vapor is always lingering, and the mood of ordinary people may be dim and bleak, after all, the water is always gloomy and cold, but Youling has long been accustomed to living by the water, and Ziqing herself seems to bring her own sun, and rested in the whirlpool town for a night, Ziqing is even more brilliant today.

The two have different styles, but they march harmoniously towards the small temple on the mountain.

The small temple is also a whirlpool underneath, precipitating all kinds of emotions.

Wu Yingying looked at Wu Manman, who was still sleeping, worriedly, "Master, why hasn't Manman woken up yet." ”

"She's fine, she just needs a good rest." Kumata comforted the warbler.

Manman was treated in time and out of danger, but she was too tired, she had been too tired all these years, so she had to sleep for a long, long time when she fell asleep at once, and she also wanted to have some dreams and sort out her past life.

In the past, I used to rush to finish the things I had to do, read the books I had to understand, learn the spells I had to learn, and complete the ritual affairs that I had to complete, and I came and went a lot of things anyway, but I never did anything for myself.

She learned to make wine, especially plum blossoms, and everyone who drank it never forgot it, but she never felt that she could get pleasure from it, but just continued to brew as if others needed it.

The plum blossoms of Qingu Mountain have spirits, and the method taught by the master Wu Mata fully induces the aura, and the wine transforms into that person's favorite taste in one person's mouth, but the vines never taste bitter dizziness.

However, Ruri said that she likes to drink it very much? I really want to know what he tastes like? Because he knows what pleasure is, what sweet feelings are, can you imagine that pleasure?

Only those who have imagination can drink the taste they expect.

Manman basically didn't have this experience, but in her dream, she seemed to have a wish, she wanted to know what Ruri's plum blossoms tasted like.

Wu Manman opened his eyes, it was a familiar roof, and the unique beams in the small temple were embroidered with fish patterns and cloud patterns, was it a dream?

For a moment, she felt like it was a series of dreams, but the pain in her shoulder woke her up.

"Shhh She barely sat up, she was changed into a thin white dress, and the carefully bandaged wound was oozing blood, but it was not as shocking as it had been.

With a babbling, the door opened, "Vine, you're awake!" "The warbler walked briskly closer to the vine." Something feels wrong? ”

"Huh? It hurts. Manman smiled slightly.

"I'm smiling bitterly again, crying when it's hurting." Yingying said that she began to choke, "I should have taken you with me to drink, so that you don't ........." Yingying began to sob.

"Okay, as soon as I woke up, you were crying, and others thought I was going to die."

"Talk nonsense, live well. You still have a lot of things to do, everyone is waiting for the wine you brewed........" Yingying wanted to stop her tears, but her body did not allow it, and the intertwined contradictions made her speech intermittent

"I just woke up, and I'm going to labor to make wine, it's too oppressive." Manman said jokingly, but the corners of his mouth pulled up with a smile on his shoulder, and he couldn't help frowning.

"To make you laugh, how can anyone be injured and still look like this." Although the warbler complained in her mouth, her fingertips were lightly wrapped, the pink aura was free, and a small peace knot was wrapped around the shoulders of the vines, "Don't smile bitterly, don't move." ”

"Then I'm laughing."

"No, if you don't obey again, I'll give you a drunken array and let you sleep for three days and three nights." The warbler pouted, pretending to be angry.

"Okay, okay, don't move, don't move." But Manman's stomach growled, and Manman shook his head, "This stomach is hungry by itself, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

"Wu Manman, you are really a person! Lie down for me, and don't move. I'll go find you something to eat. As he spoke, he got up, walked to the door, and turned his head halfway through, "Don't move, do you hear?" After repeating it several times, the warbler left the room.

Manman took stock of what happened, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and began to lift the quilt, shake the pillow, and look for the wind chime sent by Ruri, but there was no on him, not on the bed, and no table when he looked around, and Manman forgot about the pain, and stretched his feet to go to the ground.

Ding ding, ding-dong, the familiar sound rang, the vines identified the source, the wind chimes hung on the small window eaves in the corner, the breeze floated lightly, the flickering light was bright and clean, and for a moment the god always felt like returning to that courtyard.

The small Knot of Tranquility under the warbler's cloth gently wrapped around the vine's shoulder, and the vine thought for a moment, obediently put her feet on the bed, and then watched as the faint sunlight turned into a tangled beam of light in the wind chimes.

When people are in a daze, their brains generally associate randomly, but at this time, Wu Manman somehow memorized the drunken secret:

Drunk or injured, not drunk and hurt.

There are two dilemmas in this matter, and then there is a priority.

After getting drunk, he lost the world and spent the rest of his life duckweed.

There is no need to attack the city of sorrow, and there is no such city in the drunken country. ”

She had never understood it before. The master told them to write them all down first, and then slowly understand them later. In fact, it's not that Manman doesn't want to practice the drunken recipe first, it's just that he doesn't feel it at all anyway, so he has to turn to the dream of breaking the trick.

But at this time, why did you remember the previous mantra again for no reason?

She stared at the wind chime and thought strangely, she looked at the disorganized beam of light in the wind chime, and a dizzy drunkenness came to her heart, not the uncomfortable kind, but the warm sunlight, and then relaxed and intoxicated.

Instinctively, her hands began to form in the order of drunkenness, and the messy beams of light began to become obedient, and then detached from the wind chimes, forming a brilliant vortex around the vines, dotted with butterflies that had accumulated in fragments of silver light.

The vine finally stretched her hands and freed herself, the whirlpool and the butterfly disappeared, the room was filled with comfortable sunlight, she looked out the window, the sunlight through the wind chimes dialysed a faint rainbow, fell on the vine's face, the fleshy face was ruddy, gently raised her eyes, but those eyes seemed to be different.

Some rooms let in sunlight, while others were still dim and dark, and Wu Yu stood in those long and secluded corridors, looking in the direction of Yu Shui, always feeling uneasy.

"Has the vine woken up?" Ji Mo walked over.

"I haven't woken up yet, but it shouldn't be too bad. Don't worry too much. Wu Mata comforted Ji Mo, who looked anxious.

Ji Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but began to think about the spirit hunter again, "It's so dignified, how can there be a spirit hunter again?" ”

"Did you track it?"

Ji Mo wanted to say something, but seemed to hesitate, "That, it seems," she sighed, "It should be in the direction of Yu Shui." ”

Kumata did not speak.

"Counting the days, at this time, the Youling and the others are probably near Vortex Town, and they may meet head-on."

"Hmm." After a while, Wu Mata only made this sound.

Ji Mo didn't know what to say, and finally left quietly, the corridor returned to quiet and quiet, the atmosphere was actually a bit like the valley of the water, but the quiet would always play the piano, and the faint music would soothe the sound of the complaining water, but it was so quiet and empty here.