Under the persuasion of Su Ye and Yan Tingshen, Sheng Xuanyan relieved: "Okay." Still, Joan, it's better for you to drink less. ”

Qiong also shook the celadon cup in his hand: "It's half a cup." ”

When she swallowed the syrup in the glass, she almost coughed up, the wine was strong, the mouth was spicy and spicy, burned all the way down her throat, fell into the stomach for a while, and the smell of wine on the tip of her tongue pierced her whole body at once, which was completely different from fruit and flower wine.

The three of them saw that her hand holding the cup suddenly clenched, and her shoulders shrank, as if they were facing a great enemy, and they laughed one after another.

Su Ye didn't save any face for her, and laughed out loud: "Hahahahaha!" What kind of expression do you have, Joan! My face is wrinkled! Is it that bad to drink! ”

Qiong was also shivered by the wine, and shook her head again and again: "I can't taste it!" ”

"It's like this for the first time I drink it, just eat some food and press it." Yan Tingshen's eyes were slightly bent, and Sheng Xuan's face also had a hint of a smile on his face, and he picked up the chopsticks to add vegetables to her. Qiong also pounded the rice with chopsticks, buried herself in eating vegetables, saw that the three of them were staggered, the atmosphere was harmonious, the tail was lazily lying under the table, gnawing on the bones, a little as if she was in a different world, she held her hands under her cheeks, and saw everyone's faces clearly by the moonlight.

When she was stunned, Su Ye handed her the cup with a smile, with a hearty smile and a bright look: "Qiong Yi, don't you drink it?" ”

Sheng Xuan pursed his lips and smiled, the corners of his lips provoked a raised arc, his dark eyes were deeper in the night, he raised his glass and gestured to her.

Yan Tingshen smiled very indifferently, and also raised a glass to her.

Joan also picked up the celadon and drank all the liquor in between, purssing her lips for a long time before relieving herself.

The evening breeze was cool, and the young people's voices were endless, talking about the thrilling northward journey to seize the sword, talking about the cultivation of swordsmanship, talking about the future and the world, and nothing to do with Fengyue.

may know that going to Yichuan is really a parting.

Su Ye ate one cup of wine after another, and sighed with a smile: "I still want to be the number one sword cultivator in the world." ”

Yan Tingshen replied to him: "If you want to do it, then do it." ”

"By the way, Brother Yan, after you finish your studies, you want to go back to your hometown, right?" When Joan also said this, she was also asking if there would be a chance to meet in the future.

"Not going back." He said with a smile: "I will strive to be admitted to the Yichuan Governor's Mansion, take a position, practice swords when I have nothing to do, and I can also meet you." ”

"Yes, yes."

"What about you?"

"I will be cultivating in Guangyang in the next few years, and in the future, as you know, I will definitely be with Sheng Jun."

Sheng Xuan replied resentfully: "I will stay on Bai Xuan." ”

"Later?"

"Further on? I want to think about it...... will definitely take Sheng Jun to travel together, eliminate demons for the people, and see thousands of rivers and mountains. ”

As Joan spoke, her round apricot eyes bent into a small crescent, which was clearer and more beautiful than the moon in the sky.

Su Ye smiled: "Okay! Then we will gather together! This time I went north to find the sword, and you were not there at the critical time, but Brother Yan and I ran the whole way, and when we turned back, we had to make up for the lack of supplies this time. ”

"A word?" Yan Tingshen raised his glass.

Sheng Xuan resented the cup and Yan Ting, and responded: "Well, a word is a certainty." ”

*

Su Ye was the first of the four to get drunk.

When Qiong Yi was hesitating whether to add more glass, she saw Su Ye, who was still laughing with them one second, fall on the table the next moment, and no matter how much the three of them screamed, they couldn't wake up.

Qiong also patted the table and asked in surprise: "Drunk?" ”

"Yes." Sheng Xuan said helplessly: "He is the type who falls asleep directly when he is drunk." ”

Yan Tingshen's delicate white face was also drunk and burned, and he said, "In that case, I'll help him go to the guest room, and you guys should go back to rest early." ”

Seeing him in such a drunken state, it was difficult for Qiong to rest assured: "Brother Yan, can you do it?" Otherwise, Sheng Jun and I will send you away together. After that, when she was about to get up, her legs and feet were numb, and she stumbled for a while, and was supported by Sheng Xuan, he was surprised: "You guys, won't you all be drunk?" ”

Qiong also refuted with Yan Tingshen in unison: "I'm not drunk. ”

Sheng Xuan resented that Qiong Yi looked sober, not like he was drunk, but Yan Tingshen's neck followed the color of his face, red and white, and it was estimated that he would fall like Su Ye soon.

Sheng Xuanshen instructed the dining room to collect the bowls, and half-carried Su Ye to the guest room, Yan Tingshen walked back by himself, swaying, very quiet along the way, even the tail did not make a sound, and sent the two back to settle down, Sheng Xuanyan slowed down his steps, and Qiong also ate and wandered in the court.

Tail followed them for a long time, and then stopped at the door of his kennel, and Joan patted Tail on the head, and let him go back.

The night breeze is cool, blowing drunk, the top of the mountain is very close to the canopy, the stars are like broken glass, the brilliance is bright, as if it is within reach, the moon is only a shallow bend, hanging on the eaves. Joan also felt that Jingxuan Pavilion, as its name suggests, was too quiet, only the sound of the wind, the breathing of the people beside her, and the footsteps of the soles of shoes resting on the stone slabs, weaving into a nocturne.

Sheng Xuan asked her resentfully, "Why don't you speak?" Drunk? ”

Joan also held his hand and shook it back and forth: "No." ”

"I just think it's good."

"What's good?"

"Everything is good."

She smiled and said, "With such a good Taoist couple as you, and good friends like Su Ye and Yan Tingshen, I feel very happy when I think about it." ”

The corners of Sheng Xuan's lips rose slightly.

"Sheng Jun, over there." Joan also admired the moon, her eyes inadvertently fell on the roof in front of her, and asked strangely: "Why is there an empty one in the middle of the ridged beast on the roof?" ”

Sheng Xuan looked at the bright white outline outlined in the moonlight, in the corner of the roof, there were originally three decorative spine beasts, but now only two were left looking at each other in the air, first scratched his hair, and then coughed dryly: "Hmm...... I pried it away. ”

Joan's eyes widened: "Huh? ”

Sheng Xuanyan dragged her to his courtyard, at the side door of the courtyard, squatting on the stone carving of the little beast, he recalled with some embarrassment: "On the day I learned light gong as a child, I took it off the house that I liked in the morning, and then I couldn't go back, so I had to put it here." ”

Qiong Yi snorted: "Sheng Xuan, you are making a fuss to the extent of going to the house to reveal the tiles." ”

She looked at the spine beast, the stone carving was lifelike, and said with a smile: "The eye is okay, it is the most beautiful one in it." ”

Sheng Xuanyan was a little embarrassed by her praise, led her to his room, pushed open the wooden door, and the moonlight sprinkled on the ground, giving birth to a frost. Joan also walked into the house and smelled the long aroma of cold pine, which was a common smell on his body, and he introduced, "This is my bedroom, very close to your side room, and you can pass through the side door. ”

Joan also looked around, and saw that the furnishings in his house were completely different from the rigorous style in the courtyard, and there was a delicacy and elegance in the relaxation. Calligraphy and painting wall hanging, high and low, vertical and horizontal, in the middle of the plaque written "Gong Bu Tang donation" four big characters, the pen is wanton, continuous strokes, at a glance you know that it is Sheng Xuan's handwriting, because it is too difficult to see what this cursive writes.

The painting is very exquisite, with a lonely peak and a steep peak, probably a painting made by him to view the scenery from the cliff.

"Did you draw these?"

"Hmm." He nodded: "The paintings in my spare time, I can make do with them, but the wall is empty, so I hang them." ”

Joan also smiled and sighed: "It's good-looking." ”

And he said, "It's much more neat and delicate than your handwriting." ”

Sheng Xuan was dumbfounded, trying to refute her, but there was no way to fight back, so he could only admit it.

Looking inward, there is a counter where swords are placed, and there are several longbows, and the feathers of the arrows are neatly arranged. On the sword platform, in addition to the sword stand specially designed for Chengying, there is another sword. It was a short sword, the scabbard was lake blue, the pattern was like a cloud, and the breath was deep and extraordinary, which made it difficult for Qiong to take his eyes off for a while.

Sheng Xuan resented that she was interested, took out the sword, and handed it to her: "This sword is called 'Broken Soul', and it was given to me by my father when I was young. In the past few years, I have grown in size and used to use a long sword, so I have hidden it in a cabinet. ”

Joan had also heard of the name of the Soul Breaker Sword and asked, "Is that the famous 'Soul Breaker' sword?" ”

"Well, it is one of the few strange swords in this world, it restrains ghosts and evils, and it is because I fancy this, so my father asked someone to buy it and give it to me."

"Your daddy is very good to you." Joan also sighed: "I value you very much. ”

Sheng Xuan was stunned: "Hmm." ”

"In comparison, Chengying looks very ordinary, it's not the legendary 'Chengying Sword', right?"

"yes." Unloading the Chengying on his waist and putting it on Lan Qi, Sheng Xuan complained: "It is an old sword that has been recast several times, only called" Shadow ", because I love the allusion of 'Jiao Divide Chengying, the goose falls and forgets to return', so it was renamed Chengying." ”

"That's right."

He asked, "What about the String Song Sword?" Its material and casting are unusual, and the blade is extremely tough, so it must have some origins, right? ”

"Yes, but I don't know." Qiong Yimo held his personal sword: "It was given to me by the master when I won the competition of the disciples in the clan in the year I was in Jilu, and after more than a year, I used it more and more easily." I only knew that it had a different name before it was given to me, and then my wife said that I often did not follow the rules, so she changed it to a name that suited me better, and called it String Song. ”

"It fits you perfectly." Sheng Xuan complained, and said in his heart: Whether it is the sword type, length or tenacity, it is also compatible with Qiong, if it is not a reward, it really seems that Sect Master Lu tailor-made it for her.

Joan also chatted with him while walking to the inner room, on the half door of the cabinet made of agarwood, there are dense scrolls, which are read old, there are two desks opposite the bed, separated by an empty place for one person to sit, there are bronze mirrors and jewelry for daily hair binding, cufflinks, the more you live inside, the stronger the pine fragrance.

"These, what are they?" Joan also pointed to the crooked strings by the window and asked.

Sheng Xuan's resentment visibly stiffened, and he said, "It's the seven strings on a piano." ”

When Qiong Yi raised his hand to touch it, he stepped forward and hugged her: "It's very old, there will be rust stains." ”

Qiong also vaguely remembered that Sheng Xuan had said that he once had a very favorite guqin, but it was broken by his mother.

Now that he thinks about it, he actually left the strings on the piano until now, and he still nailed it to the window in the order of the strings, which is enough to see how much he likes that guqin.

She asked, "Is that the piano?" ”

Sheng Xuan didn't want Qiong Yi to remember: "Hmm." ”

He added, "If you want to see some instruments, I can give you others." ”

When he said this, it was as if he had a huge collection of musical instruments, and Joan nodded suspiciously, "Okay." I saw that he took out a wooden box from the wooden cabinet, put it on the desk, opened the wooden box, and saw countless long flutes and jade flutes.

However, there are also many strange things, such as a gong tied with a red rope, suona, and even a rattle for teasing dolls.

Sheng Xuan complained: "Most of these are birthday gifts from my brother, and they know that I am interested in music, so they will give these every year." ”

The corners of Qiong Yi's mouth twitched a little, and he smiled: "These strange suona bangzi, they won't be given to you by Sheng Zijing, right?" ”

“…… These were given to me by my eldest brother. Sheng Xuanyan took out a jade flute, "Xiao and Xun were given by the second brother." ”

Qiong also smacked his tongue, not wanting his eldest brother Sheng Xuanyao to be such a character, and would be amused by his younger brother's birthday gift.

"I want to hear it." She leaned over in front of the desk, sitting in a relaxed and lazy posture, with a smile on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes: "Come, play a song for me." ”

"The author has something to say:

The string song sword, formerly known as "Yaoye", was named by Yang Suyong to commemorate the deceased.

Sheng Xuanyan is interested in music rhythm not because he has talent, but because he can't learn it well, "qin, chess, calligraphy and painting" can learn everything except the qin, but the music rhythm and singing are missing a string, so he became interested."