Because there is no Nine Emperor Prince Li Qing, and the old spiritual priest Ye Guochang is a very easy-going person, so everyone walks very casually along the way, from time to time there are students of the Holy Church who run out of the carriage and rob the soldiers of the war horses to ride, and there are also guards who get into the carriage of the Holy Church students to sleep, and these, whether it is the general or the old spiritual priest Ye Guochang, do not care.

Before the sun had set, the procession stopped, camped on the spot, and buried the pot to cook.

Taking advantage of the time when the soldiers were encamped, Yi Jun came to the old man Ye Guochang's carriage, and he wanted to take advantage of the time of the journey to learn psychic knowledge from the old man.

It's just that what makes Yi Jun feel a little uncomfortable is that the little girl with green sleeves is sitting in the carriage of the old spirit of Ye Guochang at this time, and she is drinking with the old spirit master.

That's right, it's wine, not tea.

Because of the drink, the little girl in the green sleeves blushed, but this did not prevent her from rolling her eyes when she saw Yi Jun, and muttered "fool" and "idiot" in her mouth again.

"Come, drink some wine and warm up. Ye Guochang didn't reprimand the rudeness of the green sleeves, beckoned Yi Jun to sit down, and handed him a wine glass.

"I'm not a good drinker. Looking at the wine glass in front of him, Yi Jun was a little embarrassed, compared with the physique and intelligence far beyond his peers since he was a child, drinking is his biggest weakness, as evidenced by the fact that he was often drunk by those Orions in Ningku Town when hunting.

"Try everything so you know what you can throw away, what you need to keep, and what you need to pick it up and cherish it more after you throw it away. The old spirit priest said, picked up the wine jug and poured a glass in the wine glass in front of Yi Jun.

Looking at the transparent liquid rippling in the wine glass, Yi Jun knew that this was not the inferior rice wine brewed by Ningku Town, but the Huadiao from Dashun Yunjing, a kind of wine that only high-ranking officials and nobles could drink.

Gently holding the delicate wine glass, Yi Jun brought it to his mouth, took a sip, and immediately felt a spicy sensation diffuse in his mouth, but after the spicy was sweet, he involuntarily raised his head again, opened his mouth, and poured a whole glass of wine into his throat.

The elixir entered his throat, and then into his belly, and soon, he felt that his body became warmer, his mind was also a little dizzy, his eyes were a little blurred, and when he turned his eyes to look at the green sleeves, he felt that the little girl was really beautiful to the extreme, exquisite facial features, exquisite body, especially the faint body fragrance entered the nose with the smell of wine, and an unprecedented sense of comfort suddenly diffused throughout the body.

"Green sleeves, which pastries are for Yi Jun to eat. Seeing Yi Jun's appearance, the old spirit man smiled slightly, and opened his mouth to instruct the green sleeves.

Green Sleeves didn't dare to disobey, reached out to open the food box next to him, and took out two extremely delicate pastries from it.

Yi Jun stretched out his hand to take it, gently put it to his mouth and took a bite, and in an instant, the soft and sweet feeling spread from his mouth to his belly, making him can't help but open his mouth and swallow the two pastries at once.

"Don't choke. With a smile on his face, the old spirit man took a large pot from the side again, and in the small pot was a ginseng that was as thick as a small adult's arm, and the soup had become very thick at this time, he scooped out a bowl of ginseng soup from this cauldron and handed it to Yi Jun's mouth.

Yi Jun took it again and drank it all.

As the ginseng soup was drunk, the dizziness that had just been drunk from Huadiao slowly disappeared, and the scenery in front of him gradually became real, Ye Guochang's old spirit was still full of wrinkles, and the little girl with green sleeves was just an ordinary little girl, not as beautiful as a fairy.

However, the aroma of wine and the sweetness of pastries still permeated the carriage, reminding Yi Jun that it was not a dream just now.

"How do you feel?" Seeing Yi Jun's eyes regain clarity, Ye Guochang asked Yi Jun with a smile.

"Yes, it's good, it's very happy!" Yi Jun said, his face rippling with heartfelt happiness.

Hearing Yi Jun say this, a trace of disdain appeared on Greensleeve's face again, and he took a glass of wine and drank it all, and then stared blankly at the outside of the carriage.

"Hehe!" the old spirit man smiled again, watching Yi Jun take out two delicate pastries from the food box next to him again.

Yi Jun stood up, waved his hand at the old spirit and said, "No need, old man, I think I should know what moves me the most by now." ”

"Oh, what is it?" Hearing Yi Jun say this, Ye Guochang's old spirit immediately became interested on his face, looked at Yi Jun and said, "So fast, let's hear it, what moves you the most?"

Ye Guochang asked the old lingshi, but Yi Jun did not answer immediately, but frowned and fell into deep thought.

Yi Jun's reaction did not exceed the old man's expectations, nor did he show the slightest impatience, he sat opposite Yi Jun and waited quietly.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour......

When the soldiers outside set up their tents, when the bonfire rose, when the smell of food came from outside the carriage, and even, when the guards who brought food to the old man Ye Guochang outside knocked on the carriage door three times, Yi Jun still didn't speak.

And the old man Ye Guochang was still not impatient, still accompanied Yi Jun, waiting quietly.

The green sleeves were not agitated, still maintaining their original sitting posture, staring blankly at the outside of the carriage, as if they were already out of the car.

It wasn't until the noise outside gradually fell silent, until a glimmer of starlight radiated along the crack in the roof of the carriage that Yi Jun finally spoke.

"I don't think what moves me the most is the wine, the pastry, the ginseng soup, or even the flute I like to play, or the drawing paper I used to like, the bow and arrow in my hand...... " Yi Jun finally spoke.

The old man Ye Guochang listened quietly and carefully, and did not interrupt Yi Jun's words, but the expression on his face became more and more surprised and joyful.

Green Sleeves couldn't help but turn his head suddenly when he listened to it, and looked at Yi Jun in disbelief.

It's just that Yi Jun's words didn't stop with the change of their attitudes, and he continued: " I thought a lot, I thought about all the things that came to this world, I thought, although this world is wonderful, although the mountains and rivers are beautiful and colorful, they have raised me and raised my parents, but after all, they are too extensive, can not make me particularly moved, once or will be about to be rich and noble will not move me, the weight of the big man can not move me, I think, the real move is still the parents who raised me, those villagers in Ningku Town, Uncle Dai Zong!"

"My parents have the grace of nurturing me, Uncle Dai Zong has the grace of saving my life, and you have the grace of teaching me to solve my doubts, I think this is what touches me the most, and I want to use this as the foundation of my psychics. ”

Yi Jun said slowly, his tone firm and direct, giving up all hiding and concerns.

Hearing these words, Green Sleeves was shocked, and the old man Ye Guochang stood up in surprise.