After returning from the Begonia Forest, Su Ji slept in Gonggu Building. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's a magical place.

When Su Ji first came, the weather was as hot as summer, but there was a cold autumn rain at night, and the next morning there was goose feather snow outside the window, and at noon the ice and snow melted, warm as spring. Although it is said that one day in the world is a year, who would have thought that the four seasons of the year would also change alternately on the same day.

Su Ji likes this place more and more, the main reason is that his relatives will appear here, and it feels like a dream to see his parents when they were young. In fact, the Qing Ling Sleep Realm was originally an illusory dream, and his own body was sleeping in the dark Linglong Pagoda Prison.

Seven days later, a big event will happen that leads to the death of Fox Qi, which is destined to be a nightmare, but at least for now, Su Ji is happy.

When he woke up, he pushed open the door and the noise outside.

From the first floor to the fourth floor, there was a steady stream of drinkers, but there were significantly fewer than yesterday. Gone are the crowded scenes.

Su Ji walked to the first floor, looked around, and found an inconspicuous small square table in an inconspicuous corner, with a man and a woman sitting on either side.

The man talked endlessly, and the woman sat silently, not saying a word, but listening attentively.

The drinkers came and went, unconcerned and never looked up, as if whatever was going on around them had nothing to do with them.

This man and woman are none other than Xi Bojifu, and the woman is Yu Hongzhi. Su Ji remembered that the two had made an appointment to meet here a year later, and realized that he hadn't slept all night, and he accidentally slept for "a whole year", almost missing the opportunity for his parents to meet.

He walked over silently, not wanting to disturb the two, but was still discovered by Xi Bojifu.

When he saw him, there was a warm smile in his eyes. Although they only met yesterday, Su Ji was a friend he hadn't seen for a year.

Su Ji shook his head, signaled that he didn't want to beg for mercy, and sat down at a nearby table.

Xi Bojifu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but thank him for his understanding. The opportunity to drink with "Fox Seven", although it is only once a year, but the opportunity to drink with Yu Hongzhi may only be once in a lifetime. In order to have a second, third, fourth, and finally hold the beauty, Xi Bojifu must seize this first opportunity and do his best to win the beauty's heart.

As for Xi Bojifu's thoughts, Su Ji couldn't be clearer as a son. Although he sat alone on the cold bench, his heart was warm, on the one hand, he could feel the tacit understanding between himself and his father, and on the other hand, he felt that he could help his father pursue his mother, which was a very magical thing in itself. I am afraid that there is no second person in this world who can have such a wonderful experience.

Thinking of this, Su Ji was excited, and couldn't help but feel a sense of mission. As a son, he has an obligation to make this happy event happen. It's not just about being responsible for your parents, it's about being born to yourself.

At this moment, Hu Jiu walked over with a black charcoal stove. The stove is filled with red-hot charcoal.

Seeing that Hu Jiu wanted to greet him, Su Ji hurriedly made a silent gesture, signaling not to disturb the two people in front of him.

Hu Jiu smiled slightly, but he was also very interested, he gently took the tongs and dialed the charcoal fire, put a clay wine jar on it, and then carefully knocked open the sealing mud at the mouth of the altar, and sealed the mouth of the altar with a piece of leather paper. Every action was very careful, and even the silt at the mouth of the altar was cleaned up by him.

As an alcoholic, Su Ji knows that this warm wine is like making tea, and it is necessary to pay attention to the heat and temperature. If the flame is too strong and the temperature is too high, no matter how good the wine is, it will evaporate its original mellow aroma. The right heat, the right time, it's not easy to do this, and it takes countless failures.

However, Fox Jiu did just the right thing, showing that he was a connoisseur of drinking.

Su Ji remembered that when he was in Fengqi Tower, the fox ordered the same bamboo leaf green as himself, presumably he had the same taste as himself, and he couldn't help but feel very kind to him.

Hu Jiu poured two glasses of warm wine, handed one to Xi Bojifu, one to Yu Hongzhi, poured two more glasses and put them on Su Ji's table, and sat beside him.

A glass of warm wine entered his throat, Su Ji felt that his stomach was hot, warm, and comfortable, and he couldn't help but smile warmly on his face. Although everything I feel at the moment is just a dream bubble, all this is so real, so warm, so harmonious, people are reluctant to wake up from this wonderful dream.

However, happy times are always short-lived.

The calm and warm atmosphere was completely broken by the arrival of an uninvited guest.

Su Ji inadvertently found a person standing at the door, and he didn't know how long he had been standing. The moment he saw that person, Su Ji raised the wine glass to his lips and suddenly put it down.

The man had pigtails on his head, dressed as a Taoist priest, and his clothes were similar to those on Yu Hongzhi's body, but the color was dirty. He wore a white robe the color of a rag by him, and his heart was wide open, and his breasts were exposed. The most ridiculous thing is that this person doesn't even wear shoes under his feet.

Su Ji recognized at a glance that this barefoot Taoist priest was the Taijia real person who said in the past, "Lord Su committed a crime against Qingling".

What is he doing here? And sooner rather than later, at a critical time in this life.

Taijia Zhenren stared motionlessly at the two people talking in the corner, and the fists in his hands clenched slightly. The moment he looked at Xi Bojifu, his eyes were full of disgust and jealousy, and when he looked at Yu Hongzhi, his eyes suddenly became tender like water.

Su Ji suddenly had the urge to kick him away, and scolded this barefoot Taoist priest with a face in his heart, what did he want to do to my mother?

In the middle of the night, Taijia Zhenren walked violently to a man and a woman in the corner, pulled a chair casually, and sat generously between the two.

"Third Uncle...... Why are you here?" Yu Hongzhi's voice was a little timid, and the tone was like that of a child who had done something bad and was discovered by an adult.

Taijia Zhenren didn't say a word, picked up Xi Bojifu's chopsticks, and ate all kinds of dishes on the table. It looks like it's gobbling it up, as if it might choke itself to death at any moment.

"Leave me alone!

After that, Taijia Zhenren choked on the dish in his mouth.

Yu Hongzhi and Xi Bojifu glanced at each other, and neither of them spoke again.

Xi Bojifu thought to himself, since Yu Hongzhi called this Taoist uncle, that is the elder, since he is an elder, naturally he can't lack courtesy, so he respectfully poured a glass of wine for him and handed it to him.

When Taijia Zhenren saw the wine glass coming, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he held Xi Bojifu's hand tightly.

Xi Bojifu's movements suddenly stopped in mid-air, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, flowing down his cheeks, and a fair and handsome face suddenly turned purple.

Su Ji's face also changed. He could see that Taijia Zhenren was clearly deliberately testing his father's cultivation.

Yu Hongzhi snorted lightly: "Third Senior Uncle! What are you doing! He's just an ordinary mortal!"

"He is mortal, but not an ordinary mortal. After chatting for so long, you won't know who he is, right?" Taijia Zhenren did not relax his hands at all when he spoke.

Yu Hongzhi lowered her head, her expression inexplicably nervous.

"Uncle Shi, when you really don't know, I'll tell you again. He is a twenty-four-year-old official worship Taishi, known as the first beautiful man of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Zhou Tianzi personally ordered the ministers to compose poems as an ode, Wenwu Jifu, and the world as the constitution. Taijia Zhenren stared at Xi Bojifu and said in a playful tone: "A great person like you, if you don't cooperate with your wine, you should be respected!"

After that, Taijia Zhenren suddenly let go of Xi Bojifu's hand and pushed forward!

The wine in the cup spilled on Bojifu's face, and the syrup flowed down his hair, making him wet and embarrassed.

Taijia said with a real hippie smile: "Oops, I'm really embarrassed." Accidentally slipped my hand. ”

Su Ji saw it in his eyes, and a wave of anger rushed to his heart, and he couldn't wait to rush over and stuff Taijia Zhenren's head into the charcoal furnace. Hu Jiu also felt that the Taoist priest had gone too far.

However, Xi Bojifu looked calm, licked the wine that flowed to his lips with his tongue, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Su Ji couldn't help but admire his father's determination, and thought about it, although Taijia Zhenren was not good, this was the best time for his father to behave in front of his mother.

Taijia Zhenren looked at the gloomy red branch who was silent with low eyebrows, and said in a weird manner:

"Little Red Branch, the Xi Bojifu you have been looking for all this year is right in front of you. The Jade of Creation is on him. Why don't you do it yet?"