Jiutian Sect, Yuzhen Sect, Changshou Palace...
Every year, countless letters are sent to Fuguang Palace from the ten major sects. Their words are always respectful and distant, just like puppets in Fuguang Palace.
Fuguang glanced at it for a few moments, then swept the letters into the back hall. The back hall was filled with densely packed letters, and gold, silver, treasures, magical instruments, and ancient books were scattered all over the floor, but no one paid attention to them.
Clang.
The golden cup was knocked down by the flying letter and made a crisp sound. He slowly turned his head and looked at the noisy cup.
Brilliant golden color, she will probably like it.
Walking to the inner hall, he bent down to pick up the gold cup, found a gap on the full shelf, and stuffed it inside.
He found a red marrow jade lantern and picked it up in his hand. He turned around and walked out of the hall. Snow fell from the sky, and the red lantern was swayed left and right by the strong wind. He opened his sleeves to protect the lantern and walked into the thick snow.
Seeing him leaving the palace, the puppets followed him out of the palace like a fish.
"The Immortal Lord must not leave Fuguang Mountain."
"The Immortal Lord must not leave Fuguang Mountain."
They surrounded him, repeating words they had said countless times in emotionless voices. Fuguang ignored them. He walked step by step to the edge of the cliff and looked to the south.
"Immortal Lord, please go back!"
"Immortal Lord, please go back!"
"Immortal Lord, please go back!"
The puppets surrounded him, their blood-red mouths opening and closing, and their empty eyes staring at him.
He looked down at the carnelian jade lantern in his hand, his eyelids drooping. There is no grass or trees on Fuguang Mountain, and this red lantern becomes the most dazzling color in the snow.
A crane flew through the clouds. When passing Fuguang Mountain, the crane suddenly turned a corner and landed in front of Fuguang with its wings flapping.
There is a small gold medal hanging on its feet. The gold medal is engraved with the logo of Wangshu Pavilion and a small protective formation to prevent others from being ignorant and accidentally hurting the crane delivering the message.
The crane walked around gracefully, as if he didn't understand why this man didn't feed him dried fish. He was the crane that no one in Wangshu Pavilion dared to offend.
"Crane... Immortal." He bent down, stretched out his white jade-like fingers, and gently touched the red, hairless part of the crane's head.
"Quack, quack, quack!" The crane screamed in anger. Which serious person would touch the bald spot of a crane? !
The Crane Immortal was so angry that he pecked the man's clothes several times with his beak, and was not allowed to touch it! It hates baldness!
"The enemy... attacks..." The puppets all turned around and approached the crane, making no secret of their intention to attack the crane.
Fuguang frowned and used the immobilization technique to imprison all the puppets. The puppets could no longer move and could not make any sound when their mouths opened and closed.
Without looking at the puppets, he lowered his head and spread his palms, handing the dried fish to the crane. The crane immediately let go of Fuguang's clothes and happily ate the fish.
The cold wind blew the feathers on the crane's body, and Fuguang helped brush the snow off its back: "It's getting dark soon."
New Year's Eve is coming soon.
He looked to the south and saw only mountains and snow.
"Wow! There are so many people." Jiu Hui jumped off the Feijian and walked through the woods to the outside of Taolin City. Unexpectedly, there were food stalls even outside the city gate.
The aroma of food filled the air everywhere. Jiu Hui turned to call Zhi You. Seeing him standing there looking north, she curiously stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Zhi You, what are you looking at?"
Zhiyou shook his head in shock.
"Then hurry up, senior brothers and sisters are still waiting for us in the restaurant." Jiu Hui grabbed his sleeve and pulled him to run towards the city: "Let's go eat something delicious!"
The wind blew up the hems of their clothes. Zhiyou followed Jiuhui, passing through the stalls at the city gate, running through the long streets hung with red lanterns, dodging the homeless performers who were performing fire-breathing performances, and squeezing through the dense crowds. The wind whistled in his ears, and laughter came from all directions, forming a colorful ocean.
"Hot glutinous rice cake, hot glutinous rice cake."
"Tanghulu, selling candied haws."
"Sir, would you like a bowl of hot jelly?"
Zhiyou looked back at the lively streets he had left behind, the smiling faces and red lanterns, and his palms gradually became sweaty.
"Jiufen, Zhiyou! We are here!"
He raised his head. On the second floor of the restaurant not far away, the senior sisters and brothers were crowded near the window. He leaned half of his body and waved vigorously at them, as if he was afraid that they would not see it. Changhe found a piece of red silk and waved it at the window. : "We are here, come up quickly!"
The red silk satin fluttered in the snow, as hot as fire.
"Come on, come on!" Jiu Hui jumped on the spot twice and waved her arms desperately towards her senior sisters and brothers. She turned to Zhi You and said, "Everyone is waiting for us. Let's go over quickly."
Pulling Zhiyou and running upstairs, Jiuhui took off her cloak, patted the snow off it, and dragged Zhiyou into the crowd: "It smells so good, senior sister and brother, what delicious food have you prepared?"
"Everything is ready, including chicken, duck, and fish, including the mandarin duck hot pot and the beef and sheep soup pot." Changhe greeted the two of them to sit down: "Come on, come on, I'm waiting for you two."
"Drink some soup to warm your stomach first." Xiyuan scooped a bowl of soup for the two of them and used a handkerchief to help Jiu Hui wipe the snowflakes from her hair: "They will definitely encourage you to drink later, so there will be some trouble tonight."
"Come on, come on." Changhe brought the wine pot and poured a glass for everyone: "We won't go home until we're drunk tonight!"
Jiu Hui drank for the first time. She curiously picked up the wine glass and smelled it. The smell was sweet and pleasant, and it seemed to taste good.
"Don't worry, little junior sister, I used Master's alchemy furnace to refine these wines. They use the best mountain spring water and the freshest and sweetest fruits. They must be delicious." Luo Yan picked up the wine glass: "Come on, everyone. Raise a glass."
Eight wine glasses clinked together: "Cheers!"
After drinking, Changhe raised his chopsticks and said, "You can use your chopsticks now."
The food in the pot was simmering, and after three rounds of wine, everyone got into the mood and asked Elder Chang's disciples to play a song for everyone.
"Uncle Chang's natal magic weapon is the jade flute. Brother Yanbai, like Uncle Chang, is good at sound attack." Xiyuan explained to Jiu Hui and Zhiyou: "Those who are good at sound attack must be good at music, but you Yanbai Senior brother’s magical weapon…”
Xiyuan was about to speak but stopped: "You will know later."
Uncle Chang has an outstanding appearance, but his only apprentice, Yan Bai, is a simple and honest man. When he was teased by his junior brothers and sisters, he happily summoned his natal magical weapon - Xi Qin.
Xi Qin was originally happy and sad, but the music played by Yan Bai was extremely joyful. When several people heard the excitement, they hit cups with chopsticks to accompany the music, and kept laughing.
Zhiyou picked up the jade chopsticks, imitated Jiufen, and tapped the rim of the cup, and a clear and sweet sound came out.
The happy laughter of children could be heard from downstairs. Zhiyou clumsily tapped his wine glass and merged into the joy.
"Junior brother, come on, have a drink." Chang He raised the wine in front of him.
"Come." Jiu Hui also raised the wine glass in front of Zhi You. He picked up the wine glass and touched the two of them lightly: "Cheers."
"The fireworks show has begun!"
"Has it started?" Jiu Hui put down her chopsticks, dragged Zhi You to the window, and stuck her head out to look outside: "Where is it? Where is it?"
Bang!
In the dark night, a huge firework spread out, lighting up half of the sky.
"Wow~" Jiu Hui held her face and looked at the blooming fireworks with bright eyes: "It's so beautiful!"
When the fireworks bloomed, parade floats came slowly from the streets. Young girls on the floats danced and sang, and the streets were lined with people joining in the fun.
“It’s Chinese New Year!”
"Happy New Year!"
"Zhiyou, look, there's someone on the float pretending to be a big fat pig." Jiu Hui pulled Zhiyou's sleeve: "Look, look."
As the float passed by, people threw coins or candies onto the float, and soon there was a layer of coins on the float.
"It turns out that senior brother and sister didn't lie to me. New Year's Eve in Taolin City was really lively." Several Wenxing Sect disciples squeezed into the crowd and moved with difficulty: "I didn't expect that Wangshu Pavilion was so poor and was willing to give People all over the city set off so many fireworks."
Yu Luan listened to the discussion of his senior brothers and sisters and looked up at the restaurant not far ahead. By the window, Jiu Hui was holding a handful of money and throwing it on the float, chatting and laughing with her classmates from time to time. The light of the fireworks shone on her face, and her smile was so bright.
Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but smile and look away.
He took out a handful of money from his purse and sprinkled it on the parade float, imitating Jiu Fen.
"Junior sister, why do you imitate those mortals?"
"It's just for fun. It's not a mortal monk." Yu Luan said: "New Year's Eve is a good day for mortals to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new."
Under the fireworks, several cranes flew through the air in neat lines, each holding something in its mouth, which attracted passersby's admiration.
The Crane Immortal took several cranes from Wangshu Pavilion, flew through the noisy streets, circled in the air, and finally found Jiu Hui's figure.
He flew to Jiu Hui and put the lantern in her mouth into her hand.
"What a beautiful chalcedony lamp." Jiu Hui picked up the lamp and looked at it again and again: "Is it for me?"
The crane nodded.
The cranes following it landed one after another, throwing down several jugs of wine.
"This is..." Xiyuan noticed the word Fuguang engraved on the wine pot. She, who was always calm, stuttered when speaking: "Is this the wine from Fuguang Palace?"
"He Immortal, how dare you take Brother He to Fuguang Hall to steal wine?" Chang He was so scared that the cup in his hand dropped: "It's over, it's over."
"It's not a stolen wine, it's wine given to us by Immortal Fuguang." Jiufen took off a piece of paper with a pattern on the red marrow jade lamp.
[On New Year's Eve, wine is given as a gift] "Fuguang Immortal Lord... is giving me wine?" Xiyuan placed the eight bottles of wine neatly in a daze, and squeezed his face hard. It still hurt. It was not fake.
Only Zhiyou remained the same as before. He took a pot of wine and poured a glass for Jiufen: "Try it?"
Jiu Hui picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"How is it?" Zhiyou looked at her.
"It smells like snow and the moon." Jiu Fen drank the rest of the wine in the glass: "It goes well with today's snowy night. I like it very much."
Zhiyou refilled it for her: "That's good."
The clear wine swayed lightly in the cup, and the shadow of the moon sneaked into the cup. When he drank the wine, he seemed to have swallowed the moon into his belly.
"No... you two started drinking like this?" Changhe saw that Zhiyou and Jiuhui actually tasted the wine given by Immortal Fuguang, and said anxiously: "Immortal Fuguang has been living in seclusion in Fuguang Hall for five hundred years. How can you be willing to drink the wine after passing anything to the outside world?”
"But the note from Fuguang Immortal Lord said that this was given to celebrate New Year's Eve. If you don't drink it now, when will you drink it?" Jiu Hui shook the half-empty wine bottle: "And there is moonlight in this wine. The benefits of drinking it are endless. If you don’t want to drink it, Zhiyou and I can do it for you.”
"Moonlight?" Chang He was doubtful: "Is there really a moonlight?"
Jiu Hui raised her wine glass and clinked it with Zhi You: "You will know after you try it."
"I've never tasted Yuehua, so how do I know what it tastes like?" Changhe carefully poured half a cup, raised his head and swallowed it slowly. A stream of spiritual energy flowed straight into the coffin along with the alcohol, and even his mind was clear. A lot.
"It's actually true..." Changhe put down his wine glass blankly: "Why did Lord Fuguang give us wine?"
"Maybe it's a reward for Zhiyou and I for stopping the demon cultivators from destroying the River Suppressing Cauldron?" Jiu Hui's cheeks turned slightly red. She raised her glass toward the north, which is the direction of the Fuguang Palace: "Cheers."
"So that's it." Chang He suddenly said, "Aren't we the only ones who were given wine by Immortal Lord Fuguang?"
Of course, Wangshu Pavilion disciples were not the only ones who were gifted wine by Immortal Fuguang. Jiutian Sect, Qinglan Sect, Wenxing Sect, and Wanhuo Sect also received wine from Immortal Fuguang.
Bu Ting looked at the pot of wine on the table with a solemn expression.
"Master." Nan Sui pushed the door open and came in: "Qinglan Sect, Wanhuo Sect, Wenxing Sect, and Wangshu Pavilion all received wine from Fuguang Immortal Lord."
"This is the first time that Immortal Fuguang has sent something outside." Bu Ting reached out to rub the body of the pot and murmured in a low voice: "What does he want to do?"
"Could it be that Fuguang Immortal Lord knew about the Zhenhe Cauldron, so he specially gave the wine?" Seeing the master's solemn expression, Nanshuo whispered: "Except for those related to the Zhenhe Ding, no one else has obtained the Fuguang Immortal." The wine you gave me.”
Bu Ting held the pot and poured himself a cup, taking a slight sip.
Bland and tasteless, it really can't be called a good word.
How can a person who has lived in seclusion in the mountains since birth and has never had any contact with living creatures know what good wine is.
He put down the wine glass and said in a calm tone: "There have been countless letters sent to Fuguang Palace over the years. It is rare that this Immortal Lord is interested in reading them. You can take this wine and drink it."
Nan Su took the wine back to his yard, poured it out and drank a glass.
Hmm...is this really wine
He suspected that the immortal king had directly put the melted snow water into a wine pot and sent it to them.
"Good wine, good wine." Changhe said drunkenly: "The wine sent by Immortal Fuguang is really a rare and good thing."
He shook the empty jug, but unfortunately the jug was too small, so he drank it all inadvertently. He turned to look at Zhiyou: "Junior brother Zhiyou, it seems that your jug of wine hasn't been touched much, how about I Did you drink it?"
Zhiyou took the wine pot away: "Brother Changhe, this is for Jiufen."
"Mine, mine." Jiu Hui hugged the wine bottle into her arms: "Senior brother, you can't steal it from me."
"Tsk." Chang He snorted, "I knew that if my junior sister wants it, I won't get it."
Zhiyou explained seriously: "Senior brother, Jiuhui is still young..."
"No need to explain, I understand everything." Chang He stood up drunkenly and shamelessly asked for a glass of wine from the oldest Yan Bai.
If the small one couldn't get it here, he would ask for it from the biggest one.
After having enough wine and food, Jiu Hui shook her dizzy head, held the lantern given by Fuguang Xianjun in her hand, and walked out of the restaurant with her senior brothers and sisters.
It was dark at night, and there were still many people on the street who were unwilling to leave. Jiu Hui noticed that several monks were sitting at Boss Song’s glutinous rice dumpling stall, eating hot glutinous rice balls. Boss Song had a sachet hanging on his waist, with complex symbols on it. of runes.
She recognized at a glance that this talisman was made by Uncle Mo. In Wangshu Pavilion, the one who was the best at talismans was Uncle Mo.
No wonder Boss Song dared to set up a stall today. It turned out that Elder Mo helped her hide the evil spirit.
"Mr. Changhe, Fairy Luoyan." Boss Song recognized Changhe and Luoyan at a glance. Seeing how drunk they were, she invited them to sit down and eat a bowl of glutinous rice balls to sober up.
"I can't eat it, I really can't eat it anymore." Changhe waved his hand: "Come again next time, come again next time."
Seeing that they were really about to leave, Boss Song stuffed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the pastry shop next door into Luo Yan's hand: "You must come next time."
"Boss Song, I want two bowls of peanut glutinous rice balls." The helpful aunt said in a loud voice, "There are also three bowls of sesame glutinous rice balls."
"Here we come." Boss Song smiled at the Wangshu Pavilion people before wiping his hands and cooking glutinous rice balls.
"Sister Song." A child eating glutinous rice balls at the table walked up to Boss Song with a bowl in his hand: "The sister in red is the one who asked me to send a message a few days ago to tell you to cook glutinous rice balls in advance."
Boss Song spooned a few cooked glutinous rice balls into the children's bowls and looked up at the back of the girl in the red cloak.
She was probably a little drunk and was swaying slightly as she walked. The young master beside her carefully held her arm through the thick cloak to prevent anyone from bumping into her.
"My head is a little dizzy, I may have drunk a little too much." Jiu Hui rubbed her temples, vaguely seeming to hear someone calling her.
"Who is calling me?" She looked around and finally saw half of Prime Minister Wu's head sticking out of the moat.
"Prime Minister Wu?" Jiu Hui was lying on the fence: "Why are you here?"
"The Pavilion Master is worried that you are so drunk that you asked me to pick you up." Prime Minister Wu looked at the eight people smelling of alcohol with disgust: "You are so young and have such a bad drinking capacity, you all come on my back, and I will carry you back. ”
It scratched its front paws, making a splash on the frozen river surface.
Zhiyou supported Jiuhui and jumped onto Prime Minister Wu's back, and used his feet to pull out the long river that had fallen into the water: "Thank you, Prime Minister Wu."
"You're welcome, everyone is standing still." Prime Minister Wu carried the eight people and quietly walked out of the city along the moat. After making sure that no one was around, he kicked off his limbs and flew into the air.
"Prime Minister Wu, you are so powerful. Not only can your body grow so big, but you can also swim in the air." Jiu Hui lay on the back of the turtle, and the night wind made her brain even more dizzy.
"What does this mean? I am traveling all over the world and dominating the entire sea area. These are just trivial tricks." Prime Minister Wu shook his tail, extremely proud.
Suddenly a demonic wind blew up. Prime Minister Wu moved his limbs desperately and formed a protective barrier on his back: "Who is causing trouble here?"
"Look what I met?" A woman wearing a black dress and robe in the dark clouds landed in front of everyone on a black lotus. She was exuding evil aura. Just one look made Chang He and others breathless: "A Old Turtle and eight children?”
"I am in a good mood today, so I can spare your lives." A sarcastic smile appeared on the woman's coquettish face: "But I can only let you go if you, the upright disciples like you, kneel down and beg me to spare your lives. "
She knew these well-known and upright disciples best. They would rather die than suffer the slightest insult. She liked their stubborn way of dying rather than giving in. It was very interesting to kill them.
Plop.
Plop.
As soon as the coquettish woman finished speaking, the people on the turtle's back knelt down and said, "Please, beautiful sister, spare our lives."
Jiu Hui pulled Zhi You to squat down. She hid behind her senior brother and sister and said loudly: "Sister, you are as beautiful as a flower and have profound cultivation. Please let us go."
The smile on the charming woman's face froze, as if she had seen a group of monsters.
Talk about kneeling, talk about kneeling, where is your backbone? !
What kind of respectable people are you? !
The author has something to say:
Everyone in Wangshu Pavilion: Look at what you said, beautiful sister. No one here saw it. You just knelt down to save your life. What kind of backbone do we need
Little Leek: If that’s not enough, I can praise you a few more words.
Zhiyou: Huh? what happened
Fuguang: I gave wine to everyone fairly and impartially.
Crane Immortal: What’s wrong with our Crane tribe being bald? What’s wrong with the Mediterranean? !
Xi Qin: Yes, Xi Qin is my nickname, and I also have a name called Erhu, hehe
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