nine coffins

Chapter 835 A Drunk Playing Song, Which Is Real, A Dream Or Me?

The portrait of Canghai hangs in the Yunsan wooden building, and it is actually a brand new portrait.

After Amu asked, seeing Yun San nodded slightly, he couldn't help being stunned: "Yun San, how can you draw the Patriarch Canghai?"

"Patriarch Canghai?" Yun San walked slowly in front of Amu, then glanced at the portrait again, and said with a chuckle, "Who said this is Patriarch Canghai?"

"On the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms in Canghai Guliu, there is also a portrait of the Patriarch Canghai. Of course I recognize it." Amu said.

"What?" Yun San smiled and looked at Amu suspiciously, "The two portraits are exactly the same?"

"That's not true, it's just that the people in it are all the Patriarch Canghai?" Amu said.

"Oh! Hehe!" Yun San disapproved, "My paintings are just random. Everything may be a coincidence."

"Coincidence?" Amu stared blankly at Yunsan, suddenly feeling powerless.Is this called dead denial?

"Then who are you painting?" Amu asked again.

"The one I drew was just the person in my dream, and I don't even know who that person is!" Yun San smiled lightly, "If you think it's Canghai Xianzun, then I'll give you the painting. How about it?"

"Huh?" Amu frowned.At this moment, he really couldn't see through, nor could he guess Yun San's thoughts.What kind of heart is that?

"In this case, there is no need!" Amu suddenly smiled, "On the holy mountain of the Three Realms, there is a portrait of Patriarch Canghai, and he and the portrait of Patriarch Luhun are hung together, which is a good match. We, the descendants of Canghai, are enshrining .”

Amu's words seemed unintentional, but he kept paying attention to the changes in the clouds.However, Yun San lowered his eyes, remained calm, and then sneered slightly.

"Thank you so much! It's a pity that our Paradise lineage directly serves the Green Soul Patriarch, not Canghai!" Immediately, Yun San put the Guqin on top of the table.

Then, Yunsan sat cross-legged, gently tuned the strings, with a peaceful expression.

Asking nothing, Amu secretly sighed.At this moment, Amu noticed that the qin that Yun San took out was completely different from the one he had seen in the vision of the Qingshan Great Formation.

However, the two guqins are not ordinary.

Amu couldn't help frowning.

Why, everything in reality and the illusion of the green hills and formations always seem like but not like, and both like and not like?

clank--

The clouds dispersed, the green sleeves were raised, and the plain hands stroked the strings twice.The rhyme is smooth and clear to the ears.The sound of the piano, however, seemed to be no different from the sound of the piano in the illusion that Amu had heard, and they were all wonderful.

However, Yun San only stroked it twice, and then held down the strings and did not move.Immediately, Yun San probed with one hand and saw a white light.It was the white jade fairy gourd that Yun San held in his hand.

That was, besides the Buddha coffin, the number one magic weapon of Green Soul back then.Even, once turned into the form of a child to suppress the Eye of Ten Thousand Monsters.

"There's immortal wine in it!" Yun San smiled, reached out again, and took out two white jade wine glasses.

"Bai Yuxian gourd, use it as a jug. This is really reckless!" Amu naturally sat opposite Yun San, and did not mention the portrait just now.

"The wine is good. You not only need to drink it with you, but you also need to have a holy thing to hold it!" Yun San personally held up the white jade fairy gourd and poured a glass for himself and Amu.

"Taste, please!" Yun Sansu raised his glass, and brought it to Amu himself.At that moment, Yun San was definitely the most gentle woman.

Amu smiled and took it naturally.

"Please!" Yun San raised his glass to invite wine, smiling like a flower.

Snapped--

Two people clink glasses and drink to each other.

At that moment, outside the wooden building, a round of moon slowly rose, and gradually climbed onto the branches.

The bouquet is soft and endlessly long.

The taste of that wine seems to be different from that in the Green Mountain Illusion.However, the faint aroma of wine lingers for a long time.

"Good wine!" Amusan said.

Then, seeing Yun San waving his long sleeves lightly, on another table, delicacies of fairy fruits and jade bowls like chopsticks appeared.A few delicate side dishes, delicious in color, actually lingering in fairy air and fragrant.

However, Amu had never seen those dishes before.In the illusion of Qingshan, two hundred years have passed, but in Amu's memory now, there are still many delicacies.However, the dishes in front of me are not among them.

"This is a real fairy delicacy!" Yun San said with a smile, "not to mention the ingredients, the fire is all fairy spirit, and the person who made it is a real fairy!"

Yun San pointed at himself, and then laughed again: "This is much better than the lotus chicken feet and cold plum soup you imagined!"

"Haha! Really?" Amu didn't know what to say, intentionally or not, then picked up the chopsticks and took a casual taste.It looked like a vermilion fruit, but it was brewed by Yunsan in a special way.

Once you enter, it is like summer ice and snow.Eloquent and fragrant, refreshing.

"Good craftsmanship!" Amu Zan said, and at the same time, he added another dish.Then, the eyes are also shining.

Yun San's face was full of smiles.

Probably, any woman hopes that the man she likes will taste her own food and praise her craftsmanship.

Yun San was no exception, and then brought up the white jade fairy gourd and poured another cup for himself and Amu.

Great wine, great food.The two drank together again.

The soft moonlight, through the window lattice, scattered in the wooden building.A bit cyan, a bit bright, a bit hazy.

Yun San was right, the moonlight tonight was indeed far better than last night.The breeze blows, and there are occasional waves.After drinking a few cups of fairy wine, Yun San's cheeks turned red gradually.

How could the Almighty Immortal get drunk?It's just that if you don't get drunk with wine, everyone gets drunk. What gets drunk is the heart, and the heart is drunk, that's all.

Clank—clank—

The clouds dispersed, the face was flushed, the plain hands were lightly closed, and the piano sounded again.

The sound of the piano is still melodious and pleasant.The spring water ding-dong, the beads fall on the jade plate.However, that was not the song that Amu had heard in the Qingshan formation.

This piece is blunt and peaceful, it doesn't smell killing, it's just slightly lingering.Naturally, it is also a good song.But, it's not the one that Amu wants to listen to.However, Amu didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

"Good moon! Good wine! Good qin!" Amu looked at the moonlight, raised his glass and drank alone, sincerely praised.

However, there was an endless sigh in Amu's heart.At that moment, Amu suddenly remembered the sage Zhuangzi in his previous life.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, but he didn't know the truth.He couldn't tell whether he had turned into a butterfly or the butterfly had turned into Zhuang Zhou.The so-called Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies!
At this time, Amu also thought, is the Great Formation of the Castle Peak an illusion or a dream, or is everything in the wooden building at this moment an illusion and a dream?That state of mind may be somewhat similar to that of Zhuangzi.

A moonlit night is beautiful, gin and wine are beautiful, and beautiful women are even more beautiful.

The clouds scattered, she smiled sweetly, and her beautiful eyes were full of affection.The sound of the piano is like her heart.

This night, indifferently, beautifully.

However, time flies.Amu, looking at the portrait of Patriarch Canghai, didn't ask Yun San any other questions.Many times, if the other party doesn't want to talk, you don't actually have to ask.Because, that's tedious.

However, Amu felt a warm current between his brows.That feeling is almost too small to be ignored.However, Amu understood that the last point of his seal of eight sufferings was gradually disappearing.

Can't ask for it!Amu's heart is also gradually enlightened.Yun San, there must be her reason!Therefore, Amu didn't ask any further questions.

He just enjoys the moment.

Let the moonlight flow, let the wine be fragrant, let the beautiful woman be the company, let the piano sound melodious.After stealing a few days of floating life, why ask about this life and past life?If the cause and effect have changed, then who can see everything clearly.

Inside the white jade fairy gourd, there are countless fine wines.Amu, with a clear mind, drinks to his heart's content.

Realm of Void!However, when the moon was sinking to the west, Amu actually got a little drunk, and unknowingly fell asleep in the wooden building with his back to the sky.

The sound of the piano scattered in the clouds gradually stopped.Looking at Amu, Yun San's eyes were full of love, and at the same time, there was a trace of helplessness.At this moment, she can have no scruples and doesn't have to hide anything.

"Amu? Canghai?" Yun San looked at the portrait, sighed, and finally shook his head.Now, she also sees through.

Then, she set her eyes on Amu again.Perhaps, he is too tired.Perhaps, in front of him, he could sleep peacefully.

Yun San smiled lightly and waved his plain hand.

A blue cloak fell directly on Amu's body without a sound.

In the end, Yun San waved his hand and cleaned up the mess of the banquet.At that moment, she was like a virtuous wife, taking care of everything meticulously.

Immediately, a lamp was lit, and Yun San held an ancient book in his hand and read it silently.In this way, accompanying and guarding, it is a day and a night.

　Classes, examination papers.Grading papers and attending classes.I don't want to take the exam the most, so I updated it. It's still two chapters in a row, but it's too late.Sorry everyone!There will be another update soon.

　　
　
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