genius witch hunter

Chapter 1018 Three Glasses of Wine, Three Experiences

What is the identity of this white-haired and childlike old man?

What purpose did he have, Ye Kong didn't know.

But if Ye Kong knew that he had the cultivation base of the realm of the gods.

Ye Kong wouldn't show himself if he said anything.

Because Ye Kong felt too insecure in front of the real gods and men in the realm of the gods.

Although Ye Kong is already sitting in front of the old man.

But Ye Kong always had an urge to escape in his heart.

As if the old man was a fierce tiger, Ye Kong wanted to stay as far away from him as possible.

"But you don't need to worry, he shouldn't be a bad guy."

Just when Ye Kong was secretly nervous.

Princess Naihe said again.

“How come you see?”

Ye Kong asked suspiciously in his heart.

"Do you still remember the double-character poem he sang before?"

Princess Naihe asked back.

"In the distant and cold mountains, in the cold streams, there are often birds chirping, and there are no one in the silence. The wind is blowing, and the snow is piled up on the body. I don't see the sun in the morning, and I don't know the spring in the years?"

Ye Kong read it silently in his heart.

Although Ye Kong could not understand the meaning of this poem.

But with Ye Kong's memory, it's easy to remember after listening to it once.

"This poem is written on the surface of the cold rock scenery here. The first couplet is about the landscape, the second couplet is about the quietness of the mountains, the third couplet is about the climate in the mountains, and the last couplet is a summary of the scenery here, or the feeling. Use the mountains and forests , it is not easy to see the sun, his heart is like an ancient well, and he doesn't care about the coming and going of spring and autumn to set off the feelings in his heart. In more fashionable words in the world, this old man is a poet."

"But in fact, this is a metaphor."

Princess Naihe is like a well-learned lady at the moment.

Eloquently:

"Actually, this poem is mainly to express my indifferent and lonely mood. It is precisely because of the consecutive use of eight groups of overlapping characters that the whole poem has a strong wild flavor and a cold atmosphere, expressing a lonely and helpless image of a person in the deep mountains and wild forests."

Princess Naihe paused, and continued:

"If I'm not wrong, when the chaos broke out in the Heavenly Court, he should have been in retreat or didn't know about it for other reasons. When he woke up, he found that the world was no longer the original world, so he will Send out the sigh of not seeing the sun in the morning, and not knowing the spring every year."

Listening to Princess Naihe's analysis of the old man's poems in simple terms.

Ye Kong was suddenly stunned.

Princess Naihe, who is like a tigress, has such profound knowledge?
It really made Ye Kong look at him with admiration.

Although Ye Kong can barely understand the artistic conception of that double-character poem.

But this kind of artistic conception can only be felt but not expressed in words.

If Ye Kong were to make a thorough analysis like Princess Naihe, even if Ye Kong was killed, he would not be able to explain it.

"Little friend, why don't you raise your glass?"

However, just when Ye Kong was shocked by Princess Naihe's profound knowledge.

The old man had already served Ye Kongman a cup at some point.

But he himself raised the wine glass in his hand and signaled Ye Kong to clink his glass.

"It's better to be respectful than to be obedient, and the juniors should do their best first."

Ye Kong regained his composure.

Drank it in a hurry.

After listening to Princess Naihe's analysis, Ye Kong was no longer so wary of the old man.

It doesn't matter what kind of cultivation the opponent is, as long as he is not an enemy.

And since he knew that the other party was an existence in the realm of the gods, Ye Kong didn't dare to push him any further.

"The senior said to wait for the junior here, what orders do you have?"

After drinking the wine in the glass, Ye Kong asked.

The existence of this realm of the gods sits opposite each other.

If you can't know the other party's intentions, this meal will be a bit unpleasant.

"There is no order. Come, it's rare to meet a drinking buddy, let's not talk about those troubles, if you have wine today and get drunk today, let's have another drink."

The old man smiled slightly and poured Ye Kong another cup.

Although Ye Kong was suspicious, but the old man didn't say anything, Ye Kong couldn't ask further questions.

After pondering for a while, Ye Kong finally drank it all in one gulp.

"Cough cough..."

However, after drinking this cup, Ye Kong suddenly coughed violently.

The previous glass of wine was not so much wine as water.

Truly bland as water.

Ye Kong didn't even feel the taste of wine when he drank it.

It is far from Wu Quantianjun's sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

It was also because the first glass of wine was so bland that Ye Kong didn't care when he drank the second glass.

But who knows, the wine poured out of the same jug.

The second cup was as strong as a friend.

It is a thousand times stronger than real pure alcohol.

Ye Kong didn't check for a while, his stomach was already overwhelming.

It's hard.

But just when Ye Kong wanted to run Xianyuan and refine the strong wine.

Ye Kong was suddenly stunned.

When the wine enters the intestines and stomach, all five flavors are born.

Like sweet like sweet, like bitter like spicy.

So much so that Ye Kong didn't know what kind of words he should use to express his feelings about this glass of wine.

"Old man, this..."

Just when Ye Kong wanted to ask why this wine was so weird.

The old man smiled again, and while giving Ye Kongman again, he said:
"Little friend, do you have the guts to have another drink?"

still drink?

While Ye Kong was hesitating, he became curious.

Ye Kong was sure that all the wine was poured from the same flagon.

The first cup is as plain as water, but the second cup is full of flavors.

What kind of experience will the third cup be like?

Out of curiosity, Ye Kong finally picked up the wine glass.

But this time Ye Kong was mentally prepared.

The drink entered the mouth, but Ye Kong didn't rush to drink it down.

But carefully ~ containing ~ in the mouth.

"Ok?"

Ye Kong made a snoring sound of enjoyment.

Because the wine was in his mouth, it actually made Ye Kong articulate.

Such a wonderful feeling made Ye Kong swallow down his throat unconsciously.

Because the deliciousness of this glass of wine is far above that of sweet-scented osmanthus.

If Ye Kong were to name the best wine he had ever had, it would be this unnamed wine.

It's a pity.

After the drink down the throat.

But it was another feeling.

It's hard for Ye Kong to describe that feeling.

To use a metaphor.

The first glass of wine is like a small stream, murmuring silently.

The second glass of wine is like the sea.

It was calm at first, but every time it surged, it was a real stormy sea.

unbearable.

And this third glass of wine is like an ordinary river.

Sometimes it surges, sometimes it calms down.

Between the ups and downs, everything is within the acceptable range.

Three glasses of wine, three experiences.

Ye Kong suddenly became intoxicated.

Unconsciously, I recall my own life.

Ye Kong's life is like the first glass of wine before he starts to practice.

It seems that the game flowers have the potential to overturn the river and the sea.

In fact, he is just a playboy, no matter how noisy he is, he is just water in the brook.

It is difficult to really overflow the embankment.

In the eyes of the truly strong, such a life may be worse than Xiaoxi.

But from the moment Ye Kong stepped into practice.

His life was like a second glass of wine.

No one knows when the real stormy sea will come.

And every time it comes, it is like a mountain torrent and a tsunami.

After arriving at the fairyland now.

Ye Kong's life is like this third glass of wine.

Although there will always be some unexpected situations.

But everything is within Ye Kong's control.

After all, Ye Kong now has the capital to settle down in the fairy world.

At least Ye Kong has been in the middle for three days now, and there are very few people who can threaten his life.

However, what Ye Kong didn't know was.

While he was fascinated to recall his short life.

The state he had suppressed so hard was quietly relaxing.

Faintly, Ye Kong was about to break through to the cultivation base of the Golden Fairyland.

On the opposite side of Ye Kong, the old man smiled and looked at Ye Kong in a daze.

He showed a satisfied expression.

After a long time, the old man said to himself:

"Drinking my drunken life can be regarded as a gift from me to you. I hope you can shoulder your destiny!"

After the old man finished speaking, his body turned into a little bit of starlight.

Finally disappeared.

It was as if he had never appeared before.

(End of this chapter)