Ning Yu first came out of the room, like a tornado blowing across the courtyard.

Meng Juewen shook his fingers and said drunkly: "Did someone pass by just now?" ”

Zener grabbed his fingers, shook his head and said, "Where is someone, you're dazzled, hiccup, come, keep drinking!" ”

Ning Yuchu only felt that his whole body was hot and needed to cool down, so he ran wildly all the way, and his light skills were to the extreme, and even the three White Tigers, who were the best at tracking, almost couldn't catch up with him.

He didn't pause until his hot head and the places that shouldn't have been hot had subsided.

At this time, he seemed to be fished out of the water, and a gust of night wind blew, and he shivered, and then he completely came to his senses.

He gasped heavily, propped one hand on the trunk of the tree, looked around blankly, and recognized that this was Tongwuhe.

It's a long enough run.

But all the wine he drank turned into sweat, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead, slowly straightened up, walked to the shore and jumped down, stepping on the rocks that exposed the river.

It didn't rain during these days, the water level dropped by half, and the pebbles and small fish were clearly visible.

He picked up a handful of water and splashed it on his face, shook his head, and tried to shake out all the thoughts that he shouldn't have in his mind.

The ugly monster is drunk, and his body is not under the control of his mind, why are you messing around?

But......

What is there! Think no more!

After forcing himself to calm down, he licked the corners of his mouth, and the clear water was brought into his mouth by his tongue, sweet and clear.

When he looked up again, he stared quietly.

The five rivers in the night are quiet and peaceful, and the moonlight shines on the river surface, sparkling waves.

A bamboo bridge spans the river, not as green and verdant as it was at that time, and after the baptism of time, it gradually blends with this quaint landscape.

I'm leaving, and I'm really reluctant.

He took a deep breath and jumped to his feet, ready to go back, his eyes casually glancing at the trees beside him.

There are many trees planted along the river, but only these three peach trees stand out.

Nothing else, just because their branches were covered with red ribbon wooden signs, fluttering in the wind and making a crisp collision sound.

"Peach Blossom Fairy?"

Ning Yuchu snorted lightly, obviously remembering the mythical story that Meng Juewen had mentioned.

He didn't believe in such things.

Therefore, in the past three years, he did not follow them to make wishes on festivals such as the Chinese Valentine's Day and the Mid-Autumn Festival.

After passing by the peach tree, he continued on his way.

Took one step, two steps, three steps......

Suddenly, he stopped, and went backwards.

Under each tree hangs a bag, which contains pen and ink, red silk, and wooden signs.

He took them one by one, sat cross-legged on the grass, and spread them out.

After the tip of the pen was full of ink, he looked serious and wrote on the wooden plaque one by one.

May Grandpa Huang live a long and healthy life.

May the prince live a long and healthy life.

And then—

He hesitated for a moment between the wooden sign and the red silk, and pursed his lips in favor of the red silk.

The tip of the pen trembled, and only then did he write the word Tang Li on the pinstrip, but what to write next?

He racked his brains for a long time, and finally his eyes lit up, leaving a line of words.

Without hesitation, he walked to the first peach tree on the left, flew up to the highest point of the branch with a light tiptoe, hung two wooden signs on the branches, and carefully arranged the leaves to avoid wind and rain.

After landing, he stood between the second and third plants, hesitating.

Although Tang Li is like a relative to him, he is not a real relative, so he is not a family tree.

If it's a friend, he thinks it's a little bit of a problem.