Chapter 5: The Northern Heron Illusion

"Open your eyes!" Master Yanglu's voice was close at hand.

The nature of my life was unmistakable, and I realized that I had already closed my eyes in fright, and did not dare to move.

"This fan is a fairy thing, can recognize the breath of people, before the spiritual power hurt you, but also aware that you and my breath is different, it is the protector of the Lord, I have integrated your breath into the fan, it recognizes you as the master, it will never hurt you again. ”

No, no, I shirked again, "What if this fan hurts my friend?"

Master Yanglu sneered again, and seemed to explain to me with great patience, "Since it is connected to your breath, if you have a certain amount of success, it will have some spiritual power." I think that your three-legged cat's spell is not worth giving to a mortal. ”

Look, after talking for less than three or two sentences, he turned around and said that I was stupid and dull for an immortal.

However, I got the immortal things given by the master, and my heart was happy, and I turned the red fan upside down, and I also appreciated it for a long time, and I could open the fan freely, and the fan was painted with half a picture, purple clouds surrounded the peak, and the sun and the moon were shining, and I didn't know where it was, but I saw that the painting was inscribed with two short poems of five words, and the words were very beautiful and beautiful, and the fan wrote:

A bow of smoke hangs the sun and the moon,

Scattered begonia flowers in the depths of the five clouds.

I thought about it, deduced it, and estimated the former residence of the fairy friend of Master Yanglu, so it seems that it is also a holy place in the fairy world. I muttered, it's better than Beichuan anyway.

Since that day, I have regarded this red jade fan as my most qualified magic artifact, and I think that this thing is worthy of the master of raising herons, it is really easy to use! The size and weight are just right, but whenever I think of the Zhu Yu mantra, no matter where it is, it will immediately run into my palm, and it will be tried again and again. It can also be transformed into various weapons according to the transformation technique for me to try. In recent days, this red fan seems to be truly in harmony with me, and now I can call it around without casting a spell.

"Come here. "That day, I was practicing the falling flowers and flowing water in the courtyard, and Master Yanglu opened his mouth to call me, I knelt in front of the desk, and he handed me a wine bottle full of Qiongxiang mellow wine.

"Do you know how long you've been here?" he asked me.

I folded my hands to calculate, but naturally I couldn't figure it out.

"It's been twenty days. Master Yanglu pinched the corners of his forehead, and glanced at me deeply, "I've been here for a long time, but can you get used to it?"

Habits, habits, it's good to eat, drink and live here, it's much better than Beichuan!

"Staying with Master is naturally a habit. "I was very honest.

Master Yanglu squinted and swept me, and said, "Looks like it's time to go out." ”

"Get out?!" I was at a loss, I'm afraid this heron master didn't understand what I said.

"Since you are so obsessed with this place, you must break through this illusion, lest you do not distinguish between the real and the false, and you will not be able to distinguish between the real and the false. Master Yanglu looked indifferent, and there was a common arrogance in his eyes.

I didn't have to do anything, nodded in a fake way, shook my cuffs in a chic manner, and made a gesture, "What the master says is what it is." "It's okay to go out, I miss my brothers and sisters in Beichuan very much. I also want to take Master Yanglu out to show them, and the Master who looks like this must have to show off.

He made me taste the wine in the bottle, and I swallowed it in a big gulp, and the bitter taste immediately overflowed my mouth. Oh, it's so bitter, it doesn't taste good!

"How?" asked the heron master, staring at me with a look of anticipation.

Isn't this my master's own wine? Tsk tsk, no one like me can praise him with a clear conscience. "It's hard to say, it's hard to say. I replied with a sneak in my eyes.

"Is it bitter?"

"It's not bitter!" I replied in a straightforward manner, and it was smooth and natural.

"Isn't it bitter?" Master Yanglu's eyes sank, and he looked at me with interest, "You are a strange person, this is a lotus heart wine, made with the heart of lotus seeds, mixed with bitter ding." ”

It's over, it's in the trap, I secretly complained, it's really dumb to eat yellow lotus. As everyone knows, the heart of this lotus seed has an astringent and bitter taste, and this bitter ding is even more unpleasant and slippery.