Intercept the second disciple

Chapter 109
Jin Luan handed the unfinished "Shan Hai Jing" to Xu Siyuan.

"Let's give this book to the island owner first. If something happens to me in the future, Hyacinth and I will finally have something left."

Xu Siyuan said: "If the book is gone, you can write again, but if the person is gone, it will really be gone."

"I understand what the island master said, but," Jin Luan said with a smile, "this book is a little bit more important to me than my own life."

Xu Siyuan took the book solemnly.

"Don't worry, I will help you pass on this book. Even if many things in your book will no longer exist in the future, even if all future generations will only think that your book is a boring fantasy."

"But there will always be people who are bored to read it."

Jin Luan said happily: "That's enough."

"Do you want to sign it?" Xu Siyuan asked.

"No," Jin Luan shook his head and said, "The wind never stops, and the biggest reason I write books is because of the wind."

"If the wind doesn't stop, it will be nameless!"

Xu Siyuan thought for a while and said, "Then nameless."

Jin Luan nodded.

Xu Siyuan looked at Jin Luan: he couldn't live for himself after all.

But it's also good to know why you live.

Xu Siyuan said softly: "Treasure, goodbye!"

"Island owner, goodbye!"

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Xu Siyuan went back to Penglai again, and the gourd root on Penglai Island had already grown the first small shoots.

Tiny shoots stretch out in the morning light.

There are crystal dewdrops on the young leaves.

The dew rolls and falls to the ground.

The gourd root greedily absorbs the dew.

It is the dewdrops produced by heaven and earth.

That is the breath of life.

It feels really good to be alive, especially heavy work.

The tender bud shook slightly, as if saluting Xu Siyuan.

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Xu Siyuan chopped down an old tree.

Xu Siyuan's palm flew up, and the old tree turned into dust. With a stir, Xu Siyuan pulled out white threads from the dust.

The white threads gather and weave into white paper.

A blank sheet of paper becomes a book, but there are two copies.

Xu Siyuan picked up a pen and wrote five large characters on the cover of the book——Bai Shou Tai Xuan Jing.

When Xu Siyuan hadn't returned to the island, Ao Chun and Ao Chun started to get busy.

"Ao Chun, can real fruits be turned into wine when put together?"

Xiaoman has asked dozens of times, and Ao Chun smiled and said, "Not only put them together, but after putting them together, they need to be sealed and fermented."

"Aren't they put together, they can be turned into wine?" Xiao Man said.

Ao Chun said with a helpless tone: "Well, just put them together. By the way, how many fruits have you picked?"

Xiaoman thought for a while and said, "There are a lot of fruits, shouldn't that be enough?"

"Xiao Man, are you planning to make wine yourself?" Ao Chun asked.

"Brewing is so simple, I must try it!"

Ao Chun smiled and said, "Then let's pick some more fruit."

"Okay." After a while, Xiaoman thought of something, and Xiaoman said dissatisfiedly, "Ao Chun, what do you mean, you can't trust me?"

"No, Xiaoman, the wine you brew must be delicious, and you must brew more."

Xiaoman was happy: "Well, every time the uncle comes to drink with the Taoist priest, the Taoist priest must like drinking very much."

Xiao Man looked at Ao Chun: "I will definitely like the bar I brew."

"Of course!" Ao Chun affirmed.

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The newly written Daoist scriptures exude a pleasant smell of books, and at the same time the fragrance of fruit wine is also wafting in Penglai.

"Master and Daoist please drink."

Ao Chun and Xiao Man came to Xu Siyuan with a jar of wine each.

Ao Chun looked respectful, but Xiao Man looked at Xu Siyuan expectantly.She seemed to be impatient for Xu Siyuan to praise her.

Xu Siyuan smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to make wine."

"Master Dao, brewing wine is really easy." Xiao Man said with a smile.

Ao Chun explained: "I once met a group of monkeys, and after tasting monkey wine, I learned some wine making methods from them."

Xu Siyuan took the wine brewed by Ao Chun first, the fruit wine entered his throat, it was fragrant and refreshing, very good.

"Good wine!" Xu Siyuan praised.

"Taoist, try mine quickly." Xiaoman said impatiently.

Xu Siyuan took a sip and asked, "Have you tried it yourself?"

"No, the Taoist priest forbids me to drink."

Xu Siyuan said: "It's also good wine."

"Really?"

Xu Siyuan smiled and said, "Let Ao Chun try."

Ao Chun also laughed after taking a sip: "It's really good wine!"

"Master, I want to drink too." Xiao Man said.

Xu Siyuan asked: "Do you want to drink, or do you think you should drink when you grow up?"

"I want to drink." Xiaoman replied.

"Drink as much as you want."

Xiaoman couldn't wait to pour himself a glass of the wine he brewed.

Xiaoman drank it all in one gulp, then spit it out again in an instant.

Xiao Man looked at Xu Siyuan and said, "Master Daoist, it's so bitter, so sour, and so unpalatable!"

Xiaoman was a little frustrated: Daoist, you must have been comforting me just now, but it's actually really bad.

"I don't think it's bad to drink, but Ao Chun should really think it's delicious."

Xiaoman doesn't understand.

Xiaoman has grown up, but he is not yet mature.

But that's fine too.

Xu Siyuan said: "I don't hate drinking as a teacher, but I can't say I like it too much."

"If you meet a confidant, a thousand cups is not enough. Don't speculate, don't drink!"

Xu Siyuan smiled and said: "The most important thing about drinking is to see who you drink with and why, not how the wine is."

Xu Siyuan poured another glass of Xiaomanniang's wine and said, "Actually, when it's extremely difficult to drink, it tastes a little better."

"Master, are you praising me?"

But Xiaoman was still happy, Xiaoman asked with a smile: "How many cups can you drink with us?"

"With you," Xu Siyuan said with a smile, "Just drink enough."

Xiaoman quietly poured it on Xu Siyuan, and Xiaoman asked: "Haven't Taoist priest had enough?"

"not yet."

Xu Siyuan raised his glass: "You and I drink together!"

The three raised their glasses together.

Then Xu Siyuan asked Ao Chun, "Is there a lot of wine?"

"There are a lot of fruits on the island, and a lot of wine is also brewed."

Xu Siyuan said softly: "I once heard a story."

"There is a jar of wine under the tree, named Nurhong."

"Wait until the day of my daughter's red makeup, come and drink my daughter's red!"

Ao Chun understood: "The disciple will go and bury a few jars of wine under the tree later."

"Just bury it under the bamboo that your uncle gave as a teacher, so it will be easy to find later." Xu Siyuan said.

Ao Chun nodded to indicate that he had written it down.

"Master Daoist, are you going to marry your daughter?" Xiaoman asked.

"For mortals, weddings and funerals are worth drinking. For us ascetics, wine can be used to accompany us when we become enlightened or lose enlightenment."

Xu Siyuan said: "Even if only one person returns to Penglai in the future,"

"At that time, raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and you can also form three people in the shadow."

Xu Siyuan smiled and said: "So remember to bury three wine glasses."

"Master, three is too few, three people facing each other is seven people, just bury seven wine glasses."

"can!"

Xu Siyuan handed two Daoist books to Ao Chun and the other two: "Master, as a teacher, once gave me Daoist books, and I will also give you books today as a teacher."

Ao Chun and the two accepted it with a smile.

Xu Siyuan continued: "There is a blank at the back of the Daoist scriptures for the teacher. It is of course best if you two can fill in the blanks in the future. It doesn't matter if you can't."

(End of this chapter)