Putting down the wine glass in my hand, I got up and got off the bed, and greeted him: "Yo, isn't this Brother Changjing? It's been a long time, what kind of wind is blowing you today!"

took off the hat on his head, and the person who came revealed a handsome and compelling face: a pair of bright and divine eyes, glowing with a sting, a pair of sword eyebrows flying obliquely into the sideburns, a handsome nose, the mountain roots towered just right, a full lip but not feel heavy, but the lip flap is slightly thin, and the lip lines are not even visible!

Such an otherworldly, Yushu man in the wind is really unforgettable at a glance!

"Changjing Immortal Monarch!"

Lin'er also jumped up, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, looking overjoyed.

Zhang Linfan stood up, looked at me and then at Lin'er, and finally locked his gaze on Chang Jing Xianjun's body, with a slightly wary face.

Looking at his appearance, I couldn't help but sigh, this man was a little interesting, and the person in his memory seemed to have a little more similarity, just as nervous and sensitive.

"Lin Fan, you don't need to be nervous!" I patted his somewhat stiff arm and smiled lowly, "This one is Changjing Immortal Monarch!"

"Immortal Monarch!" snorted coldly, Zhang Linfan showed an extremely disdainful look, "It's just a piano that has become a climate, and it has turned into a big demon!"

"Hmph!" As his words also snorted coldly, Chang Jing Immortal Monarch had a kind face, "Hairy boy, it's just an incomplete person who still has a breath, but he has come to entertain your family Immortal Monarch!"

Obviously feeling that Zhang Linfan's breath was about to move, I quickly turned around and pinched his pulse, frowned, and a sound transmission spell was sent into his heart, instantly making his already rising fighting spirit drumble.

Lin'er hurriedly took out the Wancao Heart that I had treasured, and held out a few cups, and said while placing them on the table: "Oh, it's rare for Changjing Immortal Jun to come today!" Shaking the wine jug, she poured four full glasses, "This is the best wine of my young lady, Wancao Xin!"

The so-called heart of ten thousand grasses is to take all the spiritual grass in the world, quench the snow water formed when the snow lotus blooms on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, sink it under the Tianchi, and after several years, it can be brewed!

Looking at these pots of wine, my heart and liver trembled a little, hey, I finally saved these pots of wine, and now it seems that I really have to confess, it's just that, it's rare for old friends to come to the door, and I will confess it!

Just sat down and drank a few sips, Chang Jing Xianjun suddenly laughed out loud: "Wei'er, Lin'er, sitting on the couch like this and drinking Wancaoxin, the last time was in Lin'an City, hey, it's just that there is one more outsider today!"

I didn't even look at him, Zhang Linfan drank by himself, completely ignoring his appearance, occasionally glancing at me from the corner of his eye, but whenever I found out, I would quickly move away.

I don't understand why, but I just feel that the atmosphere is very subtle and a little embarrassing!

"Yes, yes!" Lin'er continued with my words, and it seemed that she also felt strange, "But seriously, miss, at that time, it was really thanks to Xianjun!"

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Linfan seemed to be interested, put down his wine glass, and looked at me: "What, is it another story?

After thinking about it for a while, I wiped the remaining wine from my lips and smiled slightly: "It's not the story of Brother Chang Jing, but if it weren't for him, there wouldn't be that story!"

"I, I want to hear it!" he picked up his glass again, and when he looked at me, his eyes were slightly rippling, and it seemed that a thousand words flowed.

Nodding, I ran my fingers along the rim of the glass, and the wine in it turned in the direction, and a whirlpool was formed, and the whirlpool of wine opened the door of my memories, and brought the four of us into the deeper whirlpool of my memories.

It has taken us back to that year, the most inconspicuous corner of Lin'an City, where the unique instrumental music shop was located......

......

Today's weather was good, and the heat of the past few days was swept away by the gentle drizzle, but it was designated as a day of business depression. Therefore, Lin'er deliberately cooked a few side dishes and made a few pieces of dim sum, which meant to have a few drinks with me.

After taking a sip, I looked out the window—

This season is considered to be a lot of rain, but such a drizzle is very rare! Looking at the rain silk that is as thin as a cow's hair, one by one from the air, there is really a kind of "drizzle wet clothes are invisible, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen silently" artistic conception, that Tang Dynasty Liu Changqing is really a nuanced master, the description will be so apt and wonderful!

It stands to reason that this rain should be slightly cool, however, I don't think so, where it will be cold, it is clearly a comfortable and unusually good feeling.

Today happens to be the seventh day of the seventh month of July, the annual Tangram Festival, and it is also a rare day for the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to get together. Therefore, at this time of year, it is probably going to rain, after all, after a year of separation, the tears of lovesickness can not be sprinkled with one or two drops.

As he and Lin'er were working on a few glasses of wine, they listened to a few laughs from time to time in the drizzle, and occasionally there would be some bamboo sounds mixed in.

Looking out the window, she took another sip and sighed, "Princess, do you think there will be a Kong Ming lantern this year?"

As soon as I heard her words, I laughed out loud and scolded: "Stupid, how many years has this been in the world, why do you have to do anything in these festivals, I still can't remember, it was the fifteenth day of the first month when I put the Kong Ming lantern, and you can't eat it for half a year in between?"

Sometimes, I really feel more and more that this child is not growing, and the days are like falling asleep, and the paste in the brain is still that sticky, which makes people want to slap it.

"Really?" she seemed to be a little unconvinced, rolled her eyes, and said, "Then, didn't someone put lights on in previous years?"

"That's a lantern!"

I think that sometimes, there will be some girls who put beautiful lanterns, maybe they want to ask for a good marriage, but they never thought about it, the cowherd and the weaver girl are not a good end, they only have to see each other once a year, and the marriage they ask for in these days can be blessed?

"I don't care about the customs of Laoshzi!" After another glass of wine, Lin'er continued to say some of her own thoughts, "Although our shop is very elegant and elegant, it is not a place to sell some ordinary things, and in terms of rules, the existence of our store is already broken!"

These words didn't seem to come out of her mouth, and the girl who laughed and made a lot of noise on weekdays could actually tell the truth, which really shocked me!

Therefore, I smiled faintly and poured a glass of wine into my throat: "I teach you to practice and read on weekdays, but I don't take it seriously, this will make my son talk about these bastard words, but the head is the way, Xu is the skin is tight, looking for a fight, isn't it?"

To make her even more scared, I even pinched a thunder trick out and put it around my fingertips. Seeing that she jumped away quickly, she looked terribly scared, and muttered that I didn't understand the amorous feelings.

At the time of this Tanabata Festival, there is more rain, so walking on the street is a piece of fragrant fragrance, and the fresh taste of grass is even more refreshing.

And, in this festival, whether it is a beautiful girl, or a small jasper, the girls of the family will come out, go to the temple to worship the old moon, or put lanterns in the river, the left is just to ask for a good intention, I can't wait to get a person's heart to be inseparable from the mood, I want to come to be happy and sweet.

The bamboo forest is even more beautiful and extraordinary, all kinds of colorful notes for blessings and wishes, but also hung with bamboo bodies, which are full of words, looking at the bamboo forest that should be verdant as green from afar, but it seems to be wearing a red dress.

At night, the bridge is crowded with people, because the academy is built on the bank of the river, so the lantern festival will be held every year, those young scholars and idle ink writers, at this time are gathered together, the sound of poetry is endless, the splash of ink is the wonderful pen Danqing, and they can't wait to give full play to their own elegance.

The merchants and traders in Lin'an City have seen this opportunity, and the streets on both sides are full of small stalls, or selling delicate flowers, or selling beautiful lanterns, and it is really no wonder that Lin'er is confused, there are really a few Daming Dafang putting Kong Ming lanterns for sale, and there are really a lot of customers!

I burned incense and paid tribute fruits from the temple, bought a basket full of fruits and snacks, and all kinds of lanterns, and pulled me through the crowd for a long time, and from time to time I would stretch my neck to see something.

"Miss, you'd better go!"

Looking at her running up the slope of the suburbs again, curiosity rose in my heart.

"Where are you going, don't you look at the bustle on the bridge?" I asked faintly, glancing back at the bridge that was being diverted from us.

"Miss, just follow me, it's also very lively over there!"

Turning back to me with a mysterious smile, she tightened her steps.

It wasn't until we walked up the slope that I realized that there was really a beautiful scenery here!

I saw that the Manzhu Shahua all over the mountain was blooming brightly, the red flowers were like hands to the moon, and the tender green stems were like jade arms.

Looking at this sea of bright flowers, the corners of my mouth curled slightly, this time, this girl has done a beautiful thing. So, taking a piece of cloth from her basket and spreading it on the open space, the two of us sat down in the dust, all with minimal movements, for fear that one of us would accidentally press the delicate flower.

Caressing a plant that is in full bloom, my heart is filled with a trace of distress, although the flowers are beautiful but sad: the flowers on the other side are not visible, there is no flower face when the leaves are seen, the flowers are blooming and the leaves are wrong, and the tears are forgotten on the riverside!

So beautiful, so sad, maybe that's what fascinates the world!