The moon is dark and the stars are dark, but the manor on the top of the mountain is lively, of course, this excitement is limited to the inner circle of the courtyard, and the scenery outside is still so cold and lonely.

The decoration of the courtyard is unique, with wood carving on the railing, hollow flower windows, pavilions and pavilions, but it is complete. However, the most eye-catching thing is that a pine tree in the courtyard that covers the sky and the sun stands alone, and the canopy is like a cloud. There is a pavilion at the bottom, the top is paved with glazed tiles, the edge is slightly cocked up six small corners, six mahogany pillars are supported, the middle round table, the stone benches on all sides, enjoy the scenery moon here, it can be called wonderful.

I don't know who the original owner of this manor was, and it was a pity that the dove occupied the magpie's nest like this.

The maid and servant inside had just gotten the news, so they were busy opening the banquet.

Tang Yipin had the fragrant tea in his hand, looked at these servants who were busy running before and after, and secretly thought that Congwen would enjoy it this week.

In fact, the two didn't have any friendship, I don't know why Zhou Congwen was so enthusiastic, and Tang Yi also wanted to see what his idea was.

"The little brother likes to have a appetite, Brother Tang, please." Zhou Congwen was very free and easy, and he raised his glass and drank it all.

Tang Yi also dried his mouth, and a rich fruity aroma filled his mouth, he didn't like wine, but it tasted really good.

"This wine is made by the younger brother himself, although it is mellow, it is not intoxicating."

"It's really good." Tang Yi put down the wine glass in his hand, smiled slightly, and the maid on the side poured it again.

Zhou Congwen was very happy to hear Tang Yi's praise.

"Brother Tang likes it, just send a few altars in time."

"That's not necessary, I'm not good about what's in this cup." Tang Yi shook his head, in fact, the same is true for many monks, the more advanced the cultivation, the firmer the heart of seeking the Tao, and there are not many people who indulge in red dust and enjoy it, this week's Congwen is a little different.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's not a lot of fun." Zhou Congwen didn't think so, he really had some regrets.

"People are so different, Brother Zhou, it's a pity, I don't care." Tang Yi said softly that his nature is like this, and he really can't talk about regrets.

"Haha, Brother Tang sees it thoroughly, and the younger brother is not as good." After Zhou Congwen laughed, he changed the topic: "But there is one thing that is very important to Brother Tang and me. ”

Tang Yi knew that the topic was coming, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou, please speak." ”

"The Way."

"What do you mean?"

"If you return to Danjiu, there will be no way forward." Zhou Congwen's face was slightly gloomy, and he didn't know whether it was true feelings or pretentious gestures.

Tang Yi was silent, he had heard of Zhou Congwen's origin, so this remark was not untargeted, after all, he had never returned to Danjiu, and he didn't know much about the world than him.