I created the Longevity Club

"One last drink."

Lu Li glanced at the remaining jade liquid in his wine vat. Not much, not much...not much.

Lu Li shook his head, feeling a little regretful that happy time always passed so quickly.

He tilted his head like Xiao Ke, as if he couldn't stop even if he took time to slow down?

Forget it and don't think about it.

The elbow is placed on the silk cloth where the pen and ink are not dry. After all, there are no decent pens and papers in this era. Only a slightly closer brush can be used. The problem of paper is easy to solve, but the price is that it may be possible when I go back tonight. No coat left to wear.

What? You said there shouldn’t be writing brushes in this era? Also said that the writing brush was not invented by Meng Tian during the Qin Dynasty?

Okay, okay, I know you are stupid. You can’t believe all folk legends. Even if you only have a high school diploma, you still know the difference between unofficial history and official history. Besides, official history may not necessarily be correct. Let’s talk about the role of other people’s history books. It is about chronicling events. If you want to write down all the little things in detail, including the invention of the writing brush, then what about the paperweight, the writing brush stand, and the pen washer? Do you want me to give you all the time and events? The characters are all written out - ah.

It would be fun if it started like this. A history book would become a diary, and I'm afraid it wouldn't fit in many cars.

Everything must be viewed with a realistic attitude, and you cannot follow what others say.

Just like I said, the poem I wrote is very comparable to Li Bai, equal to Du Fu, and equal to Bai Juyi. Find hundreds of people to spread the word, and everyone will follow what they say. Well, the most awesome poet in history is now me, Lu Li. Are you happy?

Forget it, drink.

Lu Li raised his glass and toasted to Jiang Li'er, who was still looking at his "masterpiece" attentively. "this cup……."

"What you wrote is nonsense."

Jiang Li'er rolled her eyes at Lu Li again, touched the wine glass in Lu Li's hand with the wine jar in his hand, and turned back to read the "poetry" written by Lu Li on his coat.

After pondering for a long time, I still couldn't figure out the reason, so I stopped reading. There was still some wine left in the wine vat, and I could chat with this clansman who had a little ink in his belly. However, what he wrote was not good at all. I can't even understand it. It's like a ghost drawing amulet. I think it's a spell written by the elders every time they offer sacrifices. It doesn't seem to be that random. But if you say it's words, I can't recognize any of them. The painting style of the words is just like What I know is different.

Hey, did I just use a word that I shouldn't have used? Forget it, don't worry about these details.

Lu Li looked at the three circles on the left and three on the right, but no matter how he looked at it, he still frowned and stared at the poem he had written impromptu as if "What the hell is this?"

My mood is a bit subtle, especially the way I look at this piece of clothing, as if I have been wronged a lot by this piece.

Hey, what I write is not something that ordinary people can understand, so give up. This hand has nothing to do with rhyme or music, the poem is not poetry, and the words are not words. The unreasonable hand is the magic hand that can reveal your mortal face. It is perfect. The confrontation, the strange competition, and the small seal script of my own that is as good as the master of painting, hahahaha, haha, haha...

Damn, something big happened.

Cold sweat broke out from Lu Li's back. He had just acted drunkenly on a whim. No matter how bad the poem he wrote was collected by Jiang Li'er and used as evidence of public execution in the future, it wouldn't matter. He was thick-skinned and didn't care about it.

but……

I use Xiaozhuan when I write poems...

Yes, although I don’t know when the seal script originated, at least the time when Xiaozhuan became the mainstream writing and entered the public eye was at least the Qin State, which was around the Warring States Period. Although it seems that it is not very far away from the prehistoric times, it is also It means first the battle between the lich and the Xia ancestors, the rise of the Shang ancestors, the rise of the gods, the chaos of the Zhou Dynasty, and then the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

It seems that a long time ago, the Jiuli tribe, which has not been officially recognized and is still far away from its possible birthplace, wrote a song in ancient times using Xiaozhuan, using many allusive techniques that have not yet appeared.

I asked, if the thing that was used as a "code" when using the allusion had not happened yet, would the things I wrote now be considered farts? Answer, it seems to count...

Well, from the concept to the expression technique, from the text carrier to the written form, everything is messed up.

Ha, as expected of me. "Drank too much?"

A huge wine vat swayed in front of him for a few times, which scared Lu Li and quickly woke him up from his self-blame. 0. Asking for flowers 0.. .

Even though Jiang Li'er looks very petite, don't forget that the blood of a witch flows in this girl's veins. She is a terrifying being who can tear apart big demons with her physical strength.

On the subject, what is the concept of holding an ax and blowing the sky forty-nine times?

The sturdy race that burst out of Pangu's body, coupled with the bonus of the great world of the prehistoric era, shouldn't be stressful to hit Maozi who drank vodka with one hand, and even... I'm sorry, you are so weak. JPG Everyone looks like a big-bodied and round-waisted Wu clan, but fortunately Jiang Lier has a little bit of human blood. In modern terms, human genes just show up as traits. If you don't think about it, a "legal loli" who is big-bodied and round-waisted, She keeps pestering you all day long and shouts "Onii-chan wants a hug", but when her chest muscles are taken out, your head will explode.

...0 is here? Why are my son's chest muscles so exaggerated?

Thanks to Mr. Daozu, I am lucky enough to meet this wonderful man.

Looking at Jiang Lier who was still holding a wine jar that was almost half the size of her body, and studying her "ghost painting" shakily, she felt an inexplicable smile in her heart.

Jiang Lier, who was not spoiled or cheating, seemed to be quite good without that cuteness. Holding the wine jar with long hair draped over her shoulders, she looked like an experienced person in the martial arts world. Should she learn from her master's wife and wear a red dress to ride a horse in the martial arts world? It seemed to have a different charm.

In the martial arts world in my heart, there should always be a woman in red, like the half-student I just recognized, like those before modern times that could still be called "novels" instead of the ambiguous name of "online literature", which were the martial arts world that really existed in everyone's heart, as if you could see the flash of swords and the love between men and women when you read them aloud.

There should be such a world in my heart, where there is right and wrong, revenge, cool martial arts and moves that sound powerful. There is a girl in red who accompanies you through thousands of mountains and rivers. As long as she is by your side, everywhere is a world.

"The last cup?"

Lu Li did not use a wine glass this time, but chose to use a whole wine jar, imitating Jiang Li'er's way of lifting the not-so-small wine jar. Five.