Yu Zecheng slowly walked out of the gate of the Happy Forest, and suddenly a middle-aged man was carried out by four or five men, and then thrown out at once.

The middle-aged man was dressed in white, full of alcohol, drunk, about forty years old, with a delicate face that he was definitely a beautiful man back then, and he was still laughing when he was thrown on the ground, with an evil attraction in his smile, and he was carrying a guqin behind him.

He muttered:

"Wine, give me wine, grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people have come back to fight in ancient times?"

This is the "Liangzhou Ci" by Wang Han, a poet of the Tang Dynasty of Shenzhou thousands of years ago, and everyone knows it. This man read aloud, full of madness, and looked so chic, but Yu Zecheng wanted to turn around him and leave silently, there are such drunkards and maniacs, so it's better not to deal with them.

Who knew that the man stretched out his hand and grabbed Yu Zecheng's arm at once, and said:

"Boy, you have such a good benefit, why do you have to invite me to a drink. ”

Yu Zecheng couldn't help but be stunned, when he caught himself, he dodged several times in succession, but he was still caught. Could it be that he was referring to the spirit guide of the Immortal Qin Ruins?

Yu Huacheng wanted to do it, wanted to break free from his grasp, mobilized blood energy, and made fireballs, but his arm was firmly grasped and he couldn't get rid of it at all, and Yu Huacheng found that the true yuan in his body was motionless, just like no, there was no reaction, and the fierce Yu Zecheng had a good heart, knowing that he had met a senior master.

As soon as this thought moved, the blood gang could not function, and the invisible annihilation divine consciousness transformation technique was activated, and a divine thought came out of the body, instantly possessing the man opposite. It's also strange to say, there is no phenomenon that other cultivation is higher than Yu Zecheng's inability to possess the body, nor is there a situation where his own divine consciousness runs around randomly, but he succeeds all of a sudden, and enters the other party's body, and then it is as if he is divided into two and stationed in two bodies, which makes people feel extremely weird.

The man's expression darkened, and he said to himself in a voice that Yu Zecheng couldn't hear:

"It turned out to be Lao Di's descendant, okay, you have passed this level, and you are qualified to enter the Immortal Qin Cave Mansion. ”

Then he said in a loud voice:

"Your kid is rich, don't you invite me to a drink?"

Fight, can't fight, run, can't run, then drink, Yu Zecheng also smiled and shouted:

"Okay, I'll treat you to enough for today. ”

The man laughed and said:

"This is good, the children are really bright. ”

Turned to the shopkeeper at the door and said:

"Give me wine, ask the drunken immortals of the Purple Mansion, bring me six altars, go to the inner treasury to fetch it for me, and don't fool people with fake goods outside. Then I will be served stir-fried field chicken, eight-treasure wild duck, colorful beef tenderloin, white grilled fish lips, pipa prawns, stewed quail in sauce, mustard duck paw, honey sauce tomatoes, and an assorted hot pot. Hurry up, come up to me. ”

The shopkeeper didn't move, turned his head over, the drunken immortal is the best wine in the Happy Forest, worth twenty taels of silver a jar, this poor ghost can drink it.

The man laughed, threw it away, and ten gold leaves flew over, and said:

"Still not serving food?"

The shopkeeper bit the gold leaf, and a gold leaf can be exchanged for thirty taels of silver, and hurriedly said:

"Okay, you wait. ”

After finishing speaking, he ran inside, and the gold leaf was in Yu Zecheng's Qiankun bag, and he didn't know how to take it out unconsciously, Yu Zecheng's heart jumped. The man let go of Yu Zecheng and sat cross-legged on the ground, Yu Zecheng found that he was dressed in white and shengxue, and he fell and crawled, and there was no dirt on his body, it was still so white.

The man said:

"Boy, I let you go, why don't you leave?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

"It seems that the gold leaf is mine, senior, you spent my money to invite you to eat, naturally I also have to eat and go, my name is Yu Zecheng, please ask your Excellency's name." ”

The man smiled again and said:

"My name is Yang Se, you can also call me Shichiro, okay little brother, thank you for your hospitality. ”

At this time, the shopkeeper brought out the same wine and food as he wanted, and put them all on the ground, as if he was on the dining table in the hall, and he didn't feel that he put the food at the door of the main entrance, which seemed to be the method of [***].

Yang Se grabbed the wine jar, opened the jar with a slap, and drank it with his head up.

Yu Zecheng and Yang Se are now at the gate of the Happy Forest, surrounded by people coming and going, here is the most prosperous place in Linhai City, today is the Lantern Festival again, there are countless pedestrians. But all the passers-by seemed to ignore the two of them, and passed by them, and would never go three feet before them.

The same was true of the men of the Happy Forest, who brought the food and drinks to the gate and put them on the ground as if everything was normal, without the slightest curiosity about how strange it was.

Yu Zecheng put everything in his eyes, knowing that Yang Se in front of him was definitely a master, and he should be a master in the foundation building period, and he would not be much weaker than Yaxiang. The masters of the Jindan period are said to have visions in their bodies, just like the mist on the body of the real person who washed their hearts and washed their hearts, looking at him like this, there is no difference between him and himself, and he should not have such a high level of cultivation.

Yang Se gulped the drunken immortal, drank half of the altar in one go, and then said:

"Happy, happy. ”

Then take down the huqin on the back and put it on the chest, this qin Yu Zecheng at first glance, it seems to be a three-string, like a guitar unique to Western Chu, and like a popular cello in ancient Qin.

Yu Zecheng asked curiously:

"What is this?"

Yang Se put the piano on his chest, put the fingers of his left hand on the center line of the back of the piano, hold the handle in his palm, and place the other fingers on the piano grid in a semicircle, the fingertips should press the strings vertically, and touch the strings on the left side of his right hand. The palms of the hands are naturally lowered facing the holes, the four fingers are pointing to the ground, and the fingers are slightly towards the handle.

Then he began to tune, "knock, knock, knock" three different sound qualities came out, Yang Se plucked the fingers of both hands, and a beautiful sound came out on the piano, and then he spoke:

"The name of this piano is Huqin, created by Gongsun Xiaobai, divided into five dimensions and twelve strings, thank you for sending me wine, I will sing you a song. ”

Then he sang a long voice, and his voice was high-pitched, heroic, and desolate, and he went straight to the sky:

"Zhao Zhao Su bright moon, glow candle my bed.

Worry people can't sleep, how long the night is.

The breeze blows the boudoir, and the curtains flutter.

Wrap up the clothes and drag the long belt, and walk down the high hall.

The east and west are in peace, wandering to hesitate.

The spring bird flies south and soars alone.

The sorrow is fateful, and the mourning hurts my intestines.

Feeling things with thoughts, crying and sobbing.

Standing and spitting and groaning, Shu angrily complained to the heavens. ”

The voice was grief-stricken, it was heartbreaking, Yang Se stroked the piano and sang, Yu Zecheng suddenly felt that he was a person with a story, today is the Lantern Festival, he must be touching the scene, unable to extricate himself, he is just a listener he found at random, what no money to drink, what Da Qin Lingyin, for him is just an excuse.

Yang Se sang a song, and under normal circumstances, he was already surrounded by pedestrians watching the excitement, but everyone walked by them as if they couldn't hear or see, as if Yang Se and Yu Zecheng were in another world.

Yu Huacheng was still immersed in Fang Cai's singing, in fact, he was immersed in his own Invisible Annihilation Divine Consciousness Transformation Technique, at this time Yu Zecheng knew the true use of his Invisible Annihilation Divine Consciousness Transformation Technique, Fang Cai occupied Yang Se's body, he sang a song, his experience of Huqin, and his control of Huqin instantly became Yu Zecheng's own experience, and Yu Zecheng already knew everything about Huqin.

If you don't play the piano, what if you occupy the body of the immortal cultivator and feel the immortal magic used by the master? Then wouldn't you know it instantly? Thinking of this, Yu Zecheng's heart jumped suddenly, could it be that the real purpose of this invisible annihilation divine consciousness transformation technique is to learn **?

Yu Zecheng also picked up another jar of wine, opened his mouth to drink, and drank two sips, Yang Se said:

"You have a feeling, it seems that you are the only one in the old dim vein for a hundred years, and those fools don't know anything. How about a song?"

余Zecheng says:

"Give me the huqin, and I'll bring you a song. ”

Yang Se looked at Yu Zecheng with a smile, Yu Zecheng took Yang Se's huqin, took it in his hand and began to tune, this huqin really has twelve strings, divided into five groups, no wonder it is called five dimensions and twelve strings.

Yu Zecheng picked up the huqin, the first two were still very rusty, the next two, suddenly Yang Sefang's experience in playing the huqin all came to mind, it seems that his own assumption is true, in the future, he will be attached to the chef of the happy forest, he will learn to stir-fry, and he will be attached to the tailor of the silk village, and he will make clothes, thinking of this, he can't help but be happy in his heart, plucked the strings, and opened his mouth to sing:

"I have been in Qingshan for a long time, and now I still get what I want.

Taste and smell the jade clear cave, Jin Jian received the Xuan.

Dream of ascending to the sky, wandering in the clouds.

Plain and bright, and the stone is hollow.

The ancient stone altar of the immortals, the moss surrounds the Qingyao Bureau.

Yang Gui Ling smoke purple, Yin Luo bubbling water green.

In the next world, I heard the Dan Sutra, and the hanging spring marked the jade.

The former frightened feather people will be in the sky, and the sky will be in the sky.

Ask me what I'm going to do and laugh at myself.

The clouds rose and saw the double white birds.

It is a paper book, and the text is like a bird's foot.

I don't know it, and I go back and forth three times.

When I returned, I asked the priest, and the world could not interpret it.

Why bother like a mayfly, and then for the sake of the moth.

I despise the eunuch wanderer, and my body is humiliated.

If it is too late, Lao Ge knocks on the mountain. ”

This song of Li Yi's hermit Mu Xianren slowly sang in Yu Zecheng's mouth, with a somewhat hoarse accent, accompanied by the yearning for immortals, self-confidence in the future, and his determination to cultivate immortals, these beliefs jumped out little by little, and suddenly made Yang Se nod slightly, and couldn't help sighing and said:

"It's too late to go on, and Lao Ge knocks on the mountains and trees. ”

Then he took Yu Zecheng's huqin, took a sip of wine, and sang a song:

"Jing Xiaosuo, the dangerous building reads the clear sky.

moved the mood of sadness, and Song Yu should be the same at that time.

The lonely smoke of the fishing market is cold and blue, and the residual leaves of the water village are sad and red.

Chu Tiankuo, the waves soak the sun, thousands of miles dissolve.

Linfeng wants to be beautiful, don't be sad, and calm the eyebrows.

It's a pity that back then, the rain was in the clouds.

The elegance and grace are harmonious, and the falling flowers and flowing water are suddenly west and east.

No hatred, lovesickness, pay for the levy.

......”

Yang Se's lyrics and songs are full of sorrow, as if he is telling his own experience, as if he is nostalgic for his relatives and lovers in the past, and as if he is telling Yu Zecheng that as long as he embarks on this road of cultivating immortals, maybe his hometown, relatives, parents, and brothers will be far away.

Yang Se sang slowly, then put down the huqin, raised the wine jar and began to drink wildly. Yu Zecheng also picked up the wine jar and began to drink wildly, then threw out a handful of gold leaves and said:

"Serve me wine, and then come to the five altars of drunken immortals. ”

Then picked up the huqin, stood up this time, what huqin, what posture, Yu Zecheng left it all behind, tore his throat and shouted:

"Hao doesn't have to gallop a thousand horses, and the male is not hanging down his sheath. Born handsome and self-competing,

Out and fly over with the eagle osprey. The nine Qu of the morning line were unexpected, and the whip went to the west of the city.

Suddenly, I heard Yan Yan go and go back to the saddle to play the flat cemetery. Returning to the Qinglou song,

The beauty jade color is gold. The Huaiyin boy did not get along, and he leaned on the city door with a drunken smile.

I know that I have unevenness, and I want to fall into the red dust. Death and life are as easy as a snap,

Smug and frustrated by a word. The young man didn't ask each other when he drank, and he repaid his revenge and gratitude. ”

Huqin was held hard by him to make a "kaka" sound, after the song was shouted, Yu Zecheng's voice suddenly hoarse, all the whole body was comfortable, Yu Zecheng sat down and raised the wine jar, and began to pour wine into his mouth. It doesn't matter who he is or what his purpose is, at this moment, he can just meet his confidant with wine.

In this way, under the noses of tens of millions of people, the two raised their glasses and sang wildly.

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