"Remember, that year, the master took me to Fuqing Mountain, and when we met for the first time, you led me to play along the shore of this Huhe Lake. ”

"Yes, yes. We heard someone playing the piano and crept by. ”

"That man is really, when he sees us, he stops playing. Dressed in white linen clothes, sitting under the weeping willows, like stones. ”

"Hee-hee, we're more still. I just want to listen to a piano, so stingy. ”

"Yes, yes. It's funny, there is a pot of wine next to the piano, two small wine glasses, that person only drinks three cups, and he is so drunk that there is such a person in the world who can't drink. ”

"Luckily, we waited an hour. Although he still ignored him, he played the piano and sang songs to the two of us. ”

Mo asked for a push and pushed Li Piaoling, and said: "Be affectionate, where are we doing?" After singing, he flew away to the west, without looking at the two of us, without glancing at it. ”

"Alas, I guess because of this, I ...... from now on"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. Mo asked: "Do you remember what he sang? I hum the piano tune, and you sing." ”

The two of them raised their glasses together and poured lotus wine to moisten their throats, which was fast. Don't ask for love and hum, Li Piaoling sings:

"I'm mad and lazy,

Ask Drunken Xizi to understand his body.

When is the year of the lotus bank to sell wine,

Leaning on the railing, there are no dreams. ”

"He flew away like he was crying, I felt at the time. Mo asked, the old god said on the ground.

"Whatever. It should be sung in the easternmost part of the Mangshan country, in the West Lake, what do you sing in the Huhe Lake? It has hurt me all my life!"

The boy stayed with them all night. Two twitter, if you rob me, if I rob you, when the wind is light and the night is a big boy who has not grown up, some boudoir rhymes are not obscure, there is always a topic, this is over, that drill will come out. If it weren't for the dawn and the endless going on, the water of the lake outside would not rise by five inches, but by two or three inches.

The more the wind and the night are more and more novel, he is used to being lonely, and the girl has grown up like this, envy is inevitable.

After a silent tea time, Li Piaoling sighed: "Disperse, disperse." "The shopkeeper of Qingyiju appeared in time and sent many jars of lotus wine.

Mo Wenqing crawled on the table, leaned against his face, and said lazily: "I'm drunk, I'm drunk." ”

Li Piaoling didn't care, packed up a dry bag, put it in the Mo Wenqing storage bag, and went downstairs.

Wine and Mountains, dreams of Mountains, the feelings of girls, and Mountains. The smoke of the lake is thin, the dust is cold, and the mist of the lake is pouring in layer by layer, and the cold is mixed with a wisp of spring, which is the most used for decanting wine.

South out of the Huhe Lake, that is, Mangshan country. Don't ask about the lust to return the Gaoyang Emperor Xiang Sword and the best ice spirit stone to the wind and light night.

"I was going to give it to you, listen to the snow one, and there are three left. The Emperor Xiang Sword wants to be sold, put it there for you, and you also have a copy. ”

"Hey!" Mo Wenqing screamed, "You really want to turn me into a maid!"

"Who didn't care about his life and threw himself at Luan's thin thorn's sword qi?" the young man said solemnly.

The young man's eyes were bright and firm, and Mo Wenqing was cowardly, soft as a breeze, and said, "Brother, let me kill you, okay?"

"Hehe, why?"

"Grab your storage bag and share it with Han'er. Mo Wen shouted: "Han'er, let's go first, ignore this loser!"

Not in a hurry, not slow, walking more than ten miles, a person and a fox are waiting for him with a smile. Mo Wen stood up with affection, a few strands of hair, from the messy hair of Chang Yun, blown by the wind, flying lightly, fluttering and flying. Looking at it this way, the amorous and glamorous appearance is a little more elegant and light, a little more shallow, and the eyebrows are full of smiles, pure and pure, as if spreading in the fluttering Ling Ling of the curved skirt, the wind caresses once, her smile, and then swaying a point, so that the surrounding sunshine is also smiling.

This kind of state of affairs can really be called ethereal and graceful. There are thousands of styles, each of which can make countless wild bees and butterflies rush to it, and this moment of Mo interrogation seems to condense ten thousand kinds of customs. The young man's eyes were dazzling, this beautiful and elegant woman, who was still his sister Mo? far away and close, close and distant, living out of a mortal immortal.

"Brother, my heart is flying. Mo asked.

"As soon as I left Huhe Lake and left the country, my heart ...... My heart is like an invisible shadow...... The shadow is dark and dark, but it is invisible...... The depression in my heart also disappeared all at once, disappearing without a trace. The heart is bright, so light and light, so light that it has been flying, has been flying. I seem to have become Mo Geyu when I was a girl again, no, I have become a Mo Wenqing who really lives in this world...... In the past, Na Mo interceded and was fake, it was an illusion, but now I am real. ”

"Do you understand?" asked Mo Wenqing.

No wonder it's like a different person!

The boy said, "I don't understand. But I was able to feel the happiness in my sister's heart. How to put it, that happiness is as pure as a baby's laughter. ”

"Haha, haha. Mo Wenqing nodded vigorously: "Hahahaha, now I just want to laugh." Keep laughing, I can't laugh anymore, I want to laugh too. ”

In this way, discourage the rush to travel. Anyway, according to what Mo Wenqing said, follow the monk and go south to south, and you will reach Yunliu City. The customs and scenery of Mangshan country are different from the country, the cold is novel, and it is also novel to ask about love, and even to see the special shape of the stone, the tree that I don't know, also discuss it, and I don't get tired of it. The wind is light and the night is happy. For the first time, the boy walked as he wanted, thinking quietly, with Han'er and Mo asking for love around him, listening to the snow in his heart, and the unknown world in the distance.

Here, it is already earthly.

Passing through some villages, some rivers, and some woods, the mellowness of the soil, the fragrance of the air, the kind of joy, the kind of pleasure, so that the young man who has been immersed in cultivation and looking down on the world from the clouds gradually understands that there is a kind of truth attached to the earth, a kind of pleasure in wandering away from the world.

Shower a few spring rains, gradually drift away, leisurely for half a month, six or seven hundred miles. I don't know that this way to the south, there is a lot of greenery behind him, and the green tide in front of him is like the sea. The ancient road is lost in the green grass, and the tomb goes to the shore to laugh at the vicissitudes of life, which is the feelings expressed by a heroic person, and has nothing to do with the youth, Han'er, and Mo interrogation.

They just went into the world.

Like the grass that grows in the wilderness, Qianmo, and the foothills of the mountains at this time, it probes the temperature and vastness of this world.

Halfway up a hill, a lonely old temple, in their eyes, also contains vitality. At the entrance to the town outside of Rich, a middle-aged literati was chatting with a meat butcher.

"Master Ku, are you used to it in Niulu Town?"

"Well, get used to it. Poor monks travel all over the world, and everywhere is a pure land. ”

"Haha, the pure land is not the pure land, I am a rough person, I can't pay attention to it. A person like the master, who claims to be a monk, has no clear braincase, but he can still ignore it. ”

"That's wonderful. Hehe, cut five catties of meat, and the poor monk still has to buy two jars of wine and visit Master Zhongzi. ”

"Quarrel again? I said, Master Ku, why don't you buy rice when you buy meat and wine? Every time you scoop rice for cooking, the sound of his family scraping rice jars is heard by most of Niulu Town. ”

"Hey, the poor monk didn't expect that. Hehe, thanks for the reminder, thanks for the reminder. ”

Soon after the wind was light and the night was light, Han'er, and Mo Wenqing entered this Niulu Town, they saw a person in front of them, wearing a long shirt, a shoulder bag of rice, carrying meat in one hand, and two jars of wine tied with a straw rope in the other, standing on the bluestone slab in the center of the street, watching two naughty boys scolding each other.

The two children scolded Huan, one of them, seeing that the young man and his party were getting closer and closer, and he was very strange, and said, "You are angry with me, I bow my head, your wife gave birth to a litter of monkeys." There are jumpers, there are jumpers, all of them are giggling", that is, to go home.

The "spectators" pitched and laughed, and the bag of rice fell to the ground.