After a while, Wushuang shouted into the air into the small mansion, "Cheng Jia, you loved to drink when you were alive, and Xiao Jiu brought you the best cherry blossom drunk." He turned to Jiumu and said, "Xiao Jiu, quickly bring the gift you brought to Senior Brother Seven." ”

Jiumu quickly conjured up the cherry blossom drunk and handed it to Wushuang, saw Wushuang open the wine jar, raised the cherry blossom drunk high to the eyebrows, flipped the altar and sprinkled it back and forth, and the thick aroma of wine spread with a faint fragrance of cherry blossoms.

Jiumu looked at the scene in front of him, that distressed, he wanted to stop it but couldn't, this, this old man is gone, how can he drink it, the mortal brother is too pedantic, but it's a pity that he has collected eight hundred years of cherry blossoms drunk in this altar, he is good, he said that he poured it out, really, the full man doesn't know that the hungry man is hungry, in the past, Uncle Baiyan shouted for a long time and was not willing to give it to him, which let him feed the flowers and plants in vain.

Helplessly, the deceased is the greatest, and he can't deal with a dead man at this time, so Jiumu can only accept it with pain.

It seems that the relationship between the seventh senior brother Cheng Jia and the Wushuang senior brother was quite good during his lifetime, otherwise the Wushuang senior brother would not have taken an altar that he knew had been collected for eight hundred years, and the world's rare best cherry blossoms fell down without hesitation.

After paying tribute to the seventh senior brother and leaving the small mansion, Jiumu immediately got out of joy again, no matter what, he finally sent the senior brothers away smoothly.

The rest of the Eighth Senior Brother, who is familiar with the road, naturally will not embarrass himself.

Jiu Mu stepped forward, pretended to be frivolous at Wushuang, and shouted angrily, "Eighth Senior Brother." ”

Wushuang listened to her deliberately squeeze out these three words with a sharp cheek and throat, and instantly got goosebumps, and said with a smile, "You still call me Senior Brother Mortal, I'm used to hearing it for a long time." ”

Jiu Mu made another move, "Then next, Xiao Jiu is going to visit the residence of the mortal senior brother." ”

Wushuang looked at her impatient appearance and said, "Then do I want to line up to welcome the little junior sister?"

Jiumu touched his stomach, which was already hungry: "Heh, that's not necessary, just fill your stomach with good wine and good meat." ”

Wushuang: "You......"

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Wushuang's residence, named "Fan Pavilion", Jiu Mu knew the meaning of the word "Fan" at a glance, he said before, his aunt is a mortal, and the reason why he called him a mortal brother is because he has half of the mortal blood on his body, mortals live in Fan Pavilion, how reasonable, Jiu Mu once again felt that he was very smart, and his reasoning was clear.

"Fan Pavilion" is simple and clean, except for a guqin, there is no extra embellishment.

Jiumu touched the long-standing guqin and asked where it came from, and Wushuang told her that this was the only thing his aunt left for him.

After hearing this, Jiumu quickly retracted his hand, such an important relic, if it was damaged by his own light or heavy, it would be troublesome.

In the small courtyard outside the house, next to the stone table, a pond of lotus flowers is planted, sitting at the stone table and drinking a pot of hot tea, smelling the faint fragrance of lotus, it also has a unique flavor.

Wushuang rolled up his sleeves and said, "Xiao Jiu, there are no big fish and big meat here, if you don't dislike it, senior brother, I will show you a hand today, get a few home-cooked side dishes, drink the cherry blossoms that you honor me, and have a drink, how about it?"

Jiu Mu was already hungry with his chest against his back, clapping his hands and praise, "It's good, it's so good." ”

Wushuang really cooked a good dish, and it didn't take long to make seven or eight plates of red, red, green and green food, which was quite beautiful.

Take a closer look, but a few plates of green vegetables and radish, Jiumuleng is to eat a fragrant and refreshing taste, and then peck a bite of cherry blossoms drunk, sighing, "This life is enough." ”

Wushuang finished serving her the dishes and smiled, "You still have it in this life." ”

Jiumu swallowed, "The rest of your life is so long, does the mortal senior brother want to stay in this Zixia Mountain for the rest of his life?"

Wushuang: "There are mountains and rivers here, tea and wine, teachers and friends, fairy mountains and Qiongge, idle clouds and wild cranes, aren't you happy?"

Kuki: "That's right. ”

Wushuang: "Don't Xiao Jiu want to stay forever?"

Jiumu: "I? I've never thought about this problem, I came here, in addition to wanting to learn some crafts, just to find a way to unlock the curse of life and death, and help my father and aunt get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible." ”

Wushuang: "Xiao Jiu has a filial piety, and he will not be disappointed." ”

This cup of wine is in the stomach, the wine is called mellow, people are drunk and incense, and there are more Yi people on the side, the wine is stronger, and the taste is more intense.

If you have to have fun like this, if you have another little song, wouldn't it be a great joy in life.

Wushuang's cheeks gradually flushed, slightly drunk, he fell crookedly and walked into the house to take out the guqin left by A-Niang, put it in front of the stone table, and said, "Xiao Jiu, this qin, I haven't played it for a long time, I'm afraid it's going to rust." ”

After that, it's time to play the piano.

Jiumu smiled and leaned back, "Senior Brother Mortal, how many drinks have you just had? ”

Wushuang ignored her jokes, straightened her body, pretended to be rigorous, her slender fingers stroked the strings and slowly swam, beautiful notes, the slightest touch, listen carefully, this music hides longing and endless waiting, and hides a deep love for a person, sad disappointment, shallow hatred.

Jiumu thought that he was drunk and played the piano, but this song seemed to be a good story from God, the more people listened to it, the more they wanted to hear it, and the more they listened to it, the more they felt good, she had never heard such a song, as if she was telling a story, a life, beautiful and miserable.

Jiumu listened to Wushuang's repeated playing, and gradually got better, she took out Neihong Xiao to write down these notes, and silently played with him.

She thinks that she can't learn anything else, but she still learns music very quickly.

For a while, the piano sounded together, and everyone was drunk.

In the depths of Wushuang's blurry and bright eyes, the pink clothes and flowers intersect, it is a heartbeat, a love and a long-awaited reunion, the guqin has not been moved for thousands of years, this move is only for her, and it is also a confidant.

vaguely remembers that A-Niang used to be silently by her side like this.

A trace of a string and a life, the song is full of affection and is difficult to settle.

This cherry blossom is drunk and mellow, the wine is strong, Jiumu saw that Wushuang turned upside down after a few cups, and today is almost the same, and then drink it, I am afraid that tomorrow's Jianxin banquet will be delayed, tomorrow's banquet, the four gods gathered, the master and his old man ordered, the disciples of the back mountain must be punctual.

When he first entered the school, it was better not to make jokes, so Jiumu sent Wushuang back to the room to rest and went back to the guest room alone.

With wine to help him sleep, Jiumu slept until dawn, and he was full of vitality and resurrected elves.

Outside the door, Xian'e sent a dress reward, saying that it was today's banquet, and the disciples of this sect were all wearing uniform white school uniforms to welcome guests, and they arrived three minutes in advance.

Jiumu put the white clothes on the couch and took a look, the neckline and cuffs are all the cloud scroll patterns of the door, the embroidery is exquisite, clean and translucent, and the temperament is unique.

Uncle Bailong was not at ease with her, he came twice, and asked her to dress neatly, enter the teacher for the first time, don't embarrass Nanhuai Xianzun and his old man, etc., and so on.