Shen Yizhi put the wine in front of Xie Fang.

Xie Fang didn't even look at her, there was only wine in his eyes, and he reached out to take it, but he didn't move.

Shen Yizhi's hand pressed on the lid of the pot.

Xie Fang looked at him with a pair of drunken eyes, "Loose, hiccup, let go." ”

Shen Yizhi smiled at him: "Do you know what kind of wine this is?" This is a peach blossom drunk, you have to taste it slowly one by one, like you drank it before, but it will spoil this good wine. ”

She slowly lifted the lid of the pot, and a smell of wine emanated like a veil of mist.

Xie Fang's eyes lit up, "Quick, fill it for me!" ”

Shen Yizhi poured him a small cup.

Xie Fang leaned to the tip of his nose and sniffed deeply like an addiction-gentleman smoking opium, and the whole person showed a high-tide rippling expression, "I seem to have seen a peach blossom fairy in the fragrance of wine." ”

Shen Yizhi: "......"

He took a small sip of it babysherfully, "Beautiful, so beautiful!" ”

He drank the rest of the wine, and thought that Shen Yizhi was pouring it slowly, so he snatched the wine jug over, and the spout was aimed at his mouth, and swallowed it like a sweet drink.

After drinking, he sighed heartily, stood up suddenly, staggered to a wall, and very rudely ripped off the quaint silk painting that was used as a decoration, and took out a slender bamboo pipe from the inner pocket of his coat.

In the bamboo tube is the pen he takes with him wherever he goes, so that he can write when he is inspired by poetry.

Inspiration is fleeting, and if you don't record it in time, you won't be able to find it back when you wake up.

Xie Fang held a pot in one hand and a pen in the other, waving on the snow-white wall.

Shen Yizhi immediately took out the shadow stone and recorded this commemorative scene.

However, not a word appeared on the wall.

Xie Fang is also drunk and confused, and the tip of the pen is not dipped in ink, where can he write? But if you go up and disturb him now, you might interrupt his train of thought.

In this moment of inspiration, it's best to be able to do it all in one go.

Shen Yizhi said to Xiao San: "Write down his gestures and go back and copy a copy." ”

"Yes."

This poet's ink treasure is hard to find, and now he took the initiative to write a painting on the wall of his tavern, and of course she must keep it well.

This will be a living signboard in the future!

wrote a whole wall, Xie Fang threw away the pen, raised his head and drank a big sip of wine, and sprayed it on the wall with a "poof".

Strange to say, the original handwriting on the wall, under the infiltration of wine, immediately revealed full of words.

This is a line of calligraphy, the font is bone-hole, refreshing and spiritual, like a dragon swimming in the sky, and the domineering and casual words seem to fly out of the wall at any time.

Xie Fang sighed twice: "Wonderful, wonderful!" ”

He boasted about himself.

Then he fell to the ground and fell drunk.

"Move him into the back room and feed him a sobering pill. Wake him up in the middle of the day. Shen Yizhi said to the maid.

"Yes, owner."

Shen Yizhi came to the wall, got closer and smelled it, and sure enough, he smelled a faint medicinal fragrance.

Xie put the pen, the tip of the pen is estimated to have been soaked in some kind of special medicinal ink, and the words written will be visible under the action of wine.

Sure enough, he was a good drinker, and he came up with this method.

Shen Yizhi took two steps back and observed the article "Peach Blossom Fairy Fu in the Bright Moon" written by the poet Xie Da.

It's no wonder that Xie Fang is narcissistic, this article is indeed well written.

Although she couldn't write it herself, she still knew it.

A good article is like a delicious dish, and every word is full of mellow fragrance when read from the mouth.

"In the future, this wall will be protected for me, and I will not be allowed to damage it in the slightest."

Shen Yizhi said to the staff in the tavern.

Although she received a positive reply from everyone, she was still a little uneasy.

I remembered that there was a kind of talisman recorded in the "Fu Seal Daquan" given to me by the master, which was called Xianli. It is specially used to protect things like calligraphy, painting, and bamboo slips.

This is a second-order sigil, and it is still a little difficult for her to draw it now.

However, in order to protect this fu, which may be passed down through the ages, even if there are difficulties, they must be overcome!

Shen Yizhi began to concentrate on drawing talismans.

This time it wasn't as easy as drawing a first-order talisman seal before, and failure began to find her.

It took seven or eight pieces of rune paper to be destroyed in a row, and it was barely possible to draw one.

Shen Yizhi took a long breath and slapped this immortal talisman against the wall.

Until this talisman is consumed, this "Peach Blossom Immortal Fu in the Bright Moon" will never fade and will not be damaged in any way.

Of course, if the whole wall suffers, then the Fu on the wall will naturally not be able to escape.

So she added a formation to the entire tavern to protect the tavern.

Now, it should be foolproof, right?

Two hours passed in a flash, and before the time came, the auction time had arrived, but when Shen Yizhi returned to Chunmingtang, he found that there were only a few people inside, less than one-tenth of the original number.

I want to know why.

It is estimated that all of these people are lingering somewhere in the villa.

There was no way, she could only ask the maid to invite them over one by one.

In the end, it took nearly an hour for most of the people to gather. Others refuse to move, indulging in their beloved things and can't extricate themselves.

This is still the result of Shen Yizhi revealing the auction items to them in advance.

Otherwise, her auction today is estimated to be unsuccessful.

The work of hosting still falls on Xiao San.

He first introduced the rules of this auction to everyone: "This auction adopts the form of secret auction, what is a secret auction? It is not to bid publicly, but to write their bidding price on the bamboo stick, and wait for the final announcement of the result, the highest bidder wins. You all have a bamboo tube on your desk, and there is a bamboo stick with your name written on it, which is used for bidding. ”

"It turns out that this bamboo skewer is used for bidding, so I said that this table is good for putting a skewer for what."

"Secret shots? It's fresh. ”

"This is a good method, so as not to hurt the harmony when someone sees the same thing and bids in public for the same thing later."

"What if my price is seen by someone else?" Concerns were expressed.

Shen Yi knew: "Don't worry, the ink used for writing on your table is a kind of medicinal ink, which will not be visible when writing, and will only be revealed by spraying the matching potion on it." Therefore what you write is known only to you, and not to others. Even if it is a small third housekeeper, he will only know when everyone's bamboo sticks are collected and sprayed with potion. ”

She still got inspiration from Xie Fang.

In addition, she also set up a formation in the hall to isolate the divine sense, so that the monks could not snoop on the words written by others through the divine sense.

In this way, the people were relieved.