Purification ritual of floating a cup of wine down a stream?

Many of you here have heard this word, but they don't know what it means. Shen Junwu, who was born in Jiangnan, seemed to have seen it somewhere, and he didn't react for a while.

Le Xiaoyao didn't know when there was an extra folding fan in his hand, and he shook it chicly: "This is just a game in ancient times, everyone sits by the river, the wine glass floats in the stream, and whoever stops in front of him will drink-is this first level, is it the amount of alcohol?" ”

Shi Gongsun glanced at the complacent carefree boy with a slight sneer, and then looked at the nerd walking in front, but asked the tea fan: "On the first day of the ninth year of Yonghe, the scholar and Xie An are equal to drinking and writing poems by the Qingxi River and are famous through the ages. ”

Duan Ganyu's face sank.

Huangfu Fengliu understood that the mention of composing poetry reminded Duan Tea fans of the poetry that had just passed away. He knew the allusions that Shi Gongsun said, and the first book in the world that has been passed down through the ages, "Lanting Preface", is the immortal work of the book saint Wang Xizhi at that grand meeting.

Even after drinking, Wang Xizhi wanted to write it again, but he couldn't write that kind of work again.

But when it came to composing poems, Shi Gongsun was also a little embarrassed, and others were silent.

Qi Zun, who didn't open his mouth, said softly: "Why is the Qushui Liuzhen in the Lan Pavilion? Qinqiu Pavilion of Prince Gong's Mansion in Beijing, 'Qushui Lotus Fragrance' of Chengde Summer Resort, 'Liubei Canal' of the Forbidden City Pavilion and even Chuzhou Yizi Pavilion are all available, this is the ritual of the deceased to ask for auspiciousness, and it has a great relationship with Feng Shui! ”

Le Xiaoyao blushed, it seemed that he was the most shallow; Ying Shuang'er snorted slightly, for some reason, she didn't like this little girl very much, especially after knowing that she was actually a Qi Zun.

"These three have all spoken, don't Mr. Huangfu say a few words?" The tea fan said unhurriedly.

Huangfu Fengliu understood that Duan Ganyu didn't want to rob the door to get this lottery.

But he was thinking about the reason why the tea fans used "fate" to delay time in front of him - nerds can't just respond to poetry, so many masters are here, and one more poetry may not be of much help.

Maybe the nerd has changed the formation again, so as not to cause more people to stir up the situation, but in this way, Gu Guoping's connection pressure on his side will not be able to find them. The marks left along the way may be useless.

And it's unusual that the phone hasn't rang for so long.

So when he heard the words of the tea fan, he didn't speak in time.

Dongfang Ren said disdainfully: "Qi Zun has spoken, what else does he have to say?" ”

Huangfu Fengliu looked at the injury on the other party's face, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him, but the face of the tea fan still had to be given: "I want to set up this bureau with my predecessors, since I know that this song of the water flow is related to the Shangsi Festival, in the spring and autumn period, Zheng Guoren set up a soul flag on the rain in Qinwei, and sacrificed it with bluegrass to remove the ominous." Later, it was recorded in the Book of Songs and has been passed down to this day! ”

On the third day of March, the ancient rite of the rug, there are indeed not many people who know the Tao now. The meandering water has become a blessing event, and it has become a sake order and a scenery.

Dongfang Ren was a little slapped in the face now, because he didn't know the ancient rite of Lu Dao at all, not to mention that he mainly learned Dongsang ninjutsu, even if there were few other feng shui masters who knew this ancient rite, there were not many!

Fortunately, everyone has come to an open land downhill, far spread is the tea forest, in addition to the hand-dug up a small stream a foot wide in the near place, there are also many inkstones, and what is even more strange is that behind the inkstone, a large group of girls in plain dresses are located.

Dongfang Ren hurriedly diverted the topic: "Which one is this singing?" ”

Huangfu Fengliu thought: Could it be that this tea fan is waiting for this group of girls? What are these girls doing in the mountains? Le Yaoyao's eyes kept looking at these girls' delicate figures.

The tea fan said: "That's the tea picker next to the old man, as for what the old brother will say to everyone, the old man will be lost first." I saw him walk away from the tea forest, and he disappeared after three turns and two turns.

Everyone's expressions changed: that tea forest was undoubtedly an extremely clever formation.

The Earth Robbery Gate originally thought that they were outnumbered, and the other two sects had the intention of joint run, and then saw that the nerd belatedly knew that his support had been cut off, and when this group of pure and elegant tea girls appeared, they realized that the tea fans had completely controlled the situation.

These women are very young, but their skin is not very white, perhaps because they have been working with the tea trees for many years. But all of them seem to be cultivators, although their skills are not high, but after years of training by tea fans, there must be some formation cultivation, at least they can temporarily trap everyone.

The Earth Robbery Gate originally planned to surprise the tea fans if the results of the competition were not taken advantage of, forcing him to reveal the secret, and it seemed that this plan was about to fail.

Le Xiaoyao said: "This old tea fan is hiding in the mountains, and there are so many beauties around him, it's really a tyrannical thing!" ”

These words made the hearts of several women present feel a burst of contempt; The monk glanced at Shen Junwu again, intentionally or unintentionally, and Shen Junwu's discomfort suddenly popped up again - not like encountering a pervert in the subway or that kind of lustful eyes, she couldn't say it clearly, but it was very uncomfortable.

After a while, you must ask the "madman", what is meant by "related to the Daomen faction", she said to herself.

The nerd walked to the inkstones and stopped, and said to everyone: "This scene is very simple, these inkstones will go with the flow for a while, and the four of you just need to pick up the inkstones at random and say the name of the inkstones." The four competed separately, and the one with the least number of inkstones was eliminated. ”

Tea fans said before that only the first game of the qualifying round was a knockout round, but everyone didn't expect the so-called "talent", but this is the comparison. It's archaeological play.

Feng Shui and antiques have a lot to do with each other.

But this antique has a certain connection with calligraphy, and the tea fans in front are waiting for the nerd to come back to preside over the matter? They all felt that the fate was a bit of a deliberate waste of time, and the masters were silently thinking in their hearts.

The most confident here is Shi Gongsun, the owner of the Green Capsule Stage, who is pretending to be Fengliu, and he is all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, although he may not be to the point of being a chess idiot in the Seven Absolute Miles, but ordinary people can not compare with him much.

What's more, he has collected a lot of antique treasures.

Although the monks and Taoists feel that they are not the strongest in this aspect, they are young and practice the Dongsang Demon Sword and Chess and Tea Ceremony, so they may not know much about traditional Chinese culture.

Even if the Earth Robbery Gate can pass on a lot of knowledge to steal treasures for the enemy everywhere back then, and there is a little-known Huangfu Fengliu behind him, even if this kid is lucky enough to cut all the way, he may not be his opponent.

Qi Zun's face was still so calm, like a pool of autumn water, and there were no ripples at all.

Huangfu Fengliu took a deep breath.

The nerd walked over to the inkstones and said, "Each of the four can pick a helper - but be told in advance, once chosen, you can't change it!" ”

Multiple helpers, maybe you can recognize more of them.

The monk and Taoist reluctantly chose Le Xiaoyao - this guy is vassally elegant, and he knows more than crying Yuwen who only knows how to cry all day long;

Shi Gongsun said proudly: "No need! ”

He didn't think anyone present could surpass him, including his men.

The nerd said, "For the sake of fairness, it's okay to pick any one!" ”

So Shi Gongsun pointed to Ximen Bing.

Qi Zun showed an imperceptible smile in his eyes, and after looking at the smile, the latter stood up very consciously.

In terms of choice, it seems that the easiest to choose a helper is Huangfu Fengliu, after all, he has a group of six people. Gu Guoping also learned to read since he was a child, and later protected many cultural relics and had a certain insight; Painting crazy is rich in age and experience, not to mention that calligraphy and painting are not separated, and Chinese painting is also very particular about inkstones.

It can even be said that in addition to the nerds on the scene, what I know most about the inkstone is that this old painting is crazy.

Thinking of this, he smiled and was about to step out, and the people on the other side couldn't help frowning slightly when they thought of this, even Shi Gongsun couldn't help frowning slightly.

I didn't want Huangfu Fengliu to turn around, but said to Fan Xiaolong: "Xiaolong, go!" ”