Tears wet Luo clothes are full of fat, and the four stacks of Yangguan are sung, singing thousands of times. The humane mountain is long and broken, and Xiao Xiao hears the lonely hall in the light rain.

Don't hurt and leave the mess, forget to leave, the wine cup is deep and shallow. It's good to rely on the music book over the geese, and Donglai is not as far as Penglai.

After singing the song, Fairy Renting also got up silently and retreated into the crowd.

After listening to it, seeing that everyone was looking at him, he should praise two sentences and said: "This is Li Yi'an's butterfly love flower, the words are good, and the singing is good." I thank the fairy bullet for singing and feasting my ears. “

"After listening to it for a long time, you are full of ears, don't you hear anything?"

"This cup of Jinquan wine is made with gold in the spring, a rare wine. Let's drink together and celebrate the reunion with Prince Chu. Na Yan Qizhi hurriedly raised his glass and stopped Na Yan Baozhi's words.

Piao Ranzi listened to the words of Yan Baozhi, and when he drank this cup of Jinquan wine, he felt tasteless. What Rentong, Renai, and Renting sang just now, he didn't know the meaning of the words, he sang with grievances, poured out his parting feelings, and was hard-hearted, and he had to be moved by it.

Another fairy walked out of the crowd, frowned slightly, and said to Piao Ranzi: "Lang Jun, I am the Fifth Creek Girl Jinghe." You can eat some melons and fruits first, and after I finish singing, I will pour wine with you. ”

"There is a fairy Lao. Piaoranzi thanked and picked up an apricot to taste.

Jinghe played the pipa twice, looked at Piaoranzi, looked at the sisters, turned his voice, and sang:

Spring is hard to stay, and the wine glass is often shallow. Mix old hatred and new sorrow. Five more winds, thousands of miles of dreams, see a few pieces of flying red. Such a courtyard.

A little romantic, a little lazy. Ask how to see each other, how not to see. Yan Fei was busy, and Ying was confused. Hate the heavy curtain does not roll. Cuiping Pingyuan.

After Jinghe finished singing, he got up and poured wine for Piaoranzi first, and then poured it one by one, and said to everyone: "Three thousand years, in the blink of an eye." Unexpectedly, Lang Jun came back again. I respect Langjun and change my mind, please stay and don't leave. After saying that, he took a sip.

The fluttering wine glass was held in the air, in a dilemma.

"Young Master Chu, please drink. Na Yanqi advised.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after drinking this glass of wine, I have something to say. Piaoranzi got up and drank the cup with both hands.

"Young Master Chu, don't stand, please sit down and talk. The Yan Zhi said softly.

Piao Ranzi drank the wine in the cup, "Fairies, in the Shuicheng clan of Xia Minzhou, I didn't recognize you when I was alive. Today's meeting was really accidental. Thank you for your hospitality, but I still have something on my mind and can't stay here for a long time, so please forgive me. Piao Ranzi glanced at the fairies.

The five girls of Nayan looked at each other, and they were still the leader of Nayan Qi: "Young Master Chu, you are also a half-immortal now, don't you really know about the things of your previous life?"

"What happened in his previous life?" Piao Ranzi's brain teaser turned, he was a city god in Shucheng, and he roughly knew that people were going to be reincarnated in the brick world, so of course he didn't know who his previous life was. "I really don't know. ”

"I think you're pretending to be garlic!" said Yan Baozhi stared at him fiercely.

"I really don't know anything about it. ”

"I see that your yin soul body is the body and spirit of a thousand years ago, and now the essence is full, and it is completely a ghost and fairy body. "The way of election.

"Hehehe, accumulate virtue and do good?" Piao Ranzi smiled bitterly, "I inherited the ancestral teachings when I was alive, and was taught by my grandmother and mother since I was a child, and I did good deeds, but I was taken to the Pure Land of Bliss in the West, and the dust was broken, is this the good fruit?"

"Good fruit, of course. Na Yanzhen shook the sleeves of his robe and said. "You've read a lot of books, don't you understand?"

"For a thousand years, I have been in the Pure Land of Bliss Sutra Hall, thinking about my mother and Huiyun day and night, and seeing that the day is when I go home, who wants to meet a demon, break into the store, and burn my body. This Yin God body, hey, 、、、、、、" Piao Ranzi couldn't go on.

"Who is Hui Yun?"

"She'、、、、、、 she's my fiancée. Piao Ranzi paused, or tell them directly, and let them die of heart, so that they don't have to stay with each other.

"You, the body of the Yin Soul, will also be able to become an immortal in the future. "That is the way of the truth. "Even if you are a ghost immortal, you will be able to rank among the gods in the sky in the future. Do you see that Jiang Ziya was a god back then, weren't they all yin soul bodies? Now in the heavenly court, there are countless immortals who ascend after death. They who are going to commit sins, you can also be replaced. ”

"Aren't you acting as the City God? "That way of Yanqi.

"That's right! I've heard that the most frequent change in the Yin Division is the King of Yama. Renji said. "I see Lang Jun as extraordinary, and his future achievements will be above us. ”

"Don't boast about it. Piao Ranzi smiled bitterly. "I left Sixiang Cave, and I have to go back to Shucheng, and after I leave office, I will return to my hometown in Shuicheng, and I will play a long tent for thousands of miles, and there will be no banquet that will not be dispersed, so I should leave early. ”

"You are so unreasonable!" "Didn't you just say that? After drinking these twelve jars of spring wine, I am mentioning the matter of going back. ”

"Yes, Master Chu, the bandit has been broken, you can wait for a while or three with peace of mind, and it is not too late to finish drinking the wine with our sisters. "That way of Yanqi.

"In that case, I'll obey my fate and bother a lot. Piaoranzi arched his hand as a sign of gratitude.

Another fairy came out of the crowd, and bowed down to Piaoranzi: "I am the Sixth Creek Girl Aiji, visiting Lang Jun." ”

"Wait!" Piaoranzi stood up: "Ladies and fairies, I didn't know you when I was alive. The title of this Langjun is exempt, you all call me Chu Gongzi. ”

"Yes, yes. Ai Ji said. "Young Master Chu, do you drink first or listen to the tune first?"

"I pour my own wine, and I don't dare to bother the old fairy. You don't have to sing the song. Piao Ranzi listened to a few tunes, secretly sad, and couldn't bear to smell it again.

"How's that going to work?" said Aihime. "Drinking alcohol hurts even more. You and us, three thousand years ago, how to express the lovesickness of a song?"

Ai Ji sat down, played the lute, and mourned tactfully, like crying:

The white gull asked me to park a lonely boat, is it to stay, is it to stay? If the heart stays, what is the reason to lock the eyebrows? The wind beats the small curtain and the light is faint, and the idle shadow is deserted, reminiscing about the old tour.

Is the old tour the old tour in the present? Dreams are also dreams, dreams are not dreamed, cold water is empty. Desert yellow clouds, soaked through the wood. No one in the capital is worried like me, tonight snow, there are plum blossoms, like I am worried.

Piaoranzi heard the end of the song and drank the wine in the cup. Ai Ji got up, drank wine with the fairies, and was speechless for a while.

"Fairies, you have been playing and singing for me for a long time. I should also say thanks, I don't know if any of you can play the song "Yujiang Yue"? I will also sing a song with you. Piaoranzi got up and said.

"I didn't expect you to sing too. Renji laughed.

"I'll play it. Na Yangang, who had never spoken, took the lute, sat down in it, and played.

Piao Ranzi stabilized his mind and sang:

Qiankun can be big, and Jiaolong and Yuan are not things in the pool. The wind and rain are nowhere to go, and the walls are even colder. Horizontal lance inscription poems, ascending the building as a gift, everything is snowing in the air. The river is like this, and there are still heroes in Fanglai.

It's ridiculous that a leaf drifts away, and it comes back to Huaishui, and it is a cool breeze. In the mirror, all the faces have changed, and only Dan's heart is difficult to extinguish. Go to Lonza, look back, a line of green as hair. The old man should remember that the waning moon on the cuckoo branch.

At the end of the song, Yan Qizhi stared at Piao Ranzi with a sad face: "Young Master Chu, why do you want to sing this song?

"All I know is filling it out well. It's not just the work of any one master. Piao Ranzi looked at their ugly expressions, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong?"