Chapter Seventy-Six: Mirage Villa
Between the white clouds and green mountains, a mountain villa. Gracefully turn the small bridge and row across the three-mile lotus pond. Bilian is graceful like a fairy, lotus leaves He Tiantian, fish play between lotus leaves.
In the lotus pond, algae are derived, and a green cow is rolling in a small puddle. The poem Su Li's girl's heart picked a lotus and put it in the palm of her hand. Lin Ziyun shook his head at it and motioned for her not to move. Shi Su snorted at him, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous. After all, this place is too weird, and according to normal calculations, it should still be night, so it can be seen that this place definitely does not exist in reality.
"Big brother, look at how beautiful the scenery is here. If we're stuck here, we won't be bored. Shi Su said mischievously.
Lin Ziyun rolled his eyes in his heart when he saw her so optimistic.
"Don't you want to save your senior sister?"
Shi Su Zhi was stunned at this time, followed behind Lin Ziyun, and saw that he looked cautious, as if he was a thief who had sneaked into someone's villa. Lin Ziyun's tiptoeing appearance is quite cute to her.
Lin Ziyun was worried about what kind of place this place was. Suddenly the sound of the piano came from far away, and its sound was curling, like a mountain bird flying on the water, like a lonely bird crossing the sky. From far to near, if the teacher is teaching the students, he makes a pure teaching voice. Lin Ziyun slowly approached, and saw a white-haired old man sitting alone on the lotus pond fishing platform. He did not have a fishing rod in his hand, but a guqin.
"Where did the guests come from?" the old man saw Lin Ziyun and the two coming over, and asked.
"Old uncle, we're here to ask for directions. Lin Ziyun savored the sound of the piano alone, but Shi Su Ling had already walked towards the old man. She watched as a golden carp jumped on the wooden board in front of the old man, a sly smile in her eyes.
"What a smart and clever girl, you have passed this level. The old man said with a smile.
I saw a figure in front of me flickering, and the old man playing the piano had disappeared.
"Big brother, how is it? Shi Su looked at Lin Ziyun playfully. It turned out that Shi Su Lian had already discovered that this place was a fantasy from the old man fishing with the sound of the piano. If Shi Su Lian really answered where he came from, the old man might continue to make things difficult, but Shi Su Lian directly saw through his piano sound. The old man knew that the illusion could not trap the two, but he retreated.
In fact, the old man's piano sound had a psychedelic effect. Lin Ziyun was cautious and engrossed in as soon as he came in. When he listened to the sound of the piano just now, he was clever but was mistaken by his cleverness, but he fell behind, but Shi Su Li's mind was not here, the first thing she saw was the beautiful scenery here, but she noticed that the old man's piano sound actually confused the fish in the pond.
"This place is also really mysterious, formations, illusions, and I don't know what other ghosts and ghosts there will be. Shi Su said with a smile. Lin Ziyun saw that she was in danger, but she could be so open-minded, but she was not as good as a woman, and she couldn't help but be stunned. He smiled and looked at Shi Su Lian and quipped: "Girls are not afraid, what am I afraid of? Besides, we have a small follower, a drag oil bottle, two swords combined, ghosts and sorrows." ”
Shi Su was teased by him, her face was brilliant, she was bold by nature, and she actually pulled Lin Ziyun's palm and walked together.
Seeing that the villa had not disappeared, the two knew that there must still be weirdness, but since they came, they must take a risk.
Sure enough, not far away, a scribe dressed in Confucian robes held a book in his hand and read it aloud in the court.
"Let's go, let's see what kind of monster this is. Lin Ziyun said with a smile.
"I'm not a youkai, I'm just a lonely ghost guarding this place. But it was the scribe who seemed to hear what Lin Ziyun said, and laughed loudly.
"I've seen Mr., the next two don't intend to disturb Mr.'s purity, bother Your Excellency to show the way, thank you for your late life. Lin Ziyun bowed to the man.
"Wait, I'm not that much to give, and you don't have to be so polite. In this way, you two little babies drink three cups of tea with the old husband, and you will pass this level. The old man has forgotten how long it has been since he has spoken to someone, and he is really lonely. The scribe sighed faintly.
"Sir, don't you know the old man who plays the piano?" Lin Ziyun asked.
The middle-aged scribe, hearing this, flashed a faint darkness in his eyes. He put the book in his hand on the stone table, looked at Lin Ziyun and laughed: "He and I are both lonely ghosts and wild ghosts in this mountain, what do ghosts and ghosts have to say." ”
Seeing him smiling, Shi Su Lian inadvertently got closer to Lin Ziyun.
Lin Ziyun frowned, this person kept saying that he was a lonely ghost, this statement is true and false, but if he doesn't do it for a while at this moment, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out. He also stopped talking, and bent down to sit opposite the middle-aged scribe, staring at an ice kiln porcelain cup. There was no more tea in the cup, no less, just a full cup, and if he picked it up, he was afraid that the tea would overflow. He didn't know if the so-called tea drinking was a test that the tea could not overflow, and he would not act rashly for a while.
"This tea is a soul-condensing tea brewed with Tianshan dew, if you drink a cup, it can increase the life of Jiazi. The scribe spoke.
"Such a good tea, it's a pity not to drink it, thank you Mr. for the tea. Lin Ziyun returned the salute to him.
The scribe on the other side didn't know what means he used, he flicked his sleeves, held the teacup in his hand, and drank it all first. At this moment, the scribe was looking at Lin Ziyun with a smile on his face.
Lin Ziyun saw him like this, and his heart was even more affirmed. There must be something strange about this tea, I'm afraid that I may not be able to raise it even if I raise a glass. He suddenly had a very bold idea, this person kept saying that he was a ghost, and said that the tea condensing soul could increase longevity, but he was afraid that it was related to the soul.
Whether it is the prohibition or the cultivation of the formation, it relies on soul power, and Lin Ziyun can actually be said to be an expert in this regard. But he didn't want to be seen by the middle-aged scribe, so he attached his spiritual power to the Nine Yin Sword, reversed his wrist, and lifted the teacup on the body of the sword. All this seems to be unnecessary, but the Nine Yin Sword has been refined by Lin Ziyun's heart, and it is more convenient to attach soul power to it. Lin Ziyun drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, and the middle-aged scribe was actually shocked in his heart, but he smiled on his face.