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

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

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

"On the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms of the Ancient Flow of the Sea, there is also a portrait of the Patriarch of the Canghai Sea. I recognize it. "Amu Dao.

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

"That's not it, it's just that the people in it are the same as the Canghai Patriarch?"

"Oh! hehe!" Yun San disagreed, "My paintings are just random. A qiē, maybe it's just a coincidence. ”

"Coincidence?" Amu looked at Yun Scatter in a daze, and suddenly felt very powerless. Is this called death not admitted?

"And who are you drawing?" asked Amu again.

"I'm just painting a dream person, I don't even know who that person is!" Yun San smiled lightly, "If you feel that it is Canghai Immortal Venerable, then the painting will be given to you." How?"

"Huh?" Amu frowned. At this moment, he really couldn't see through it, and he couldn't guess Yun San's thoughts. What kind of heart is that?

"Since that's the case, there's no need!" Amu suddenly smiled, "On the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms, there is a portrait of the Canghai Patriarch, and the portrait of him and the Green Soul Patriarch are hung together, which is a good match. We have been worshipping for generations. ”

Amu's words seem to be very unintentional. But he kept an eye on the changes in the clouds. However, I saw Yunsan lowering his eyes and being silent. Then he sneered slightly.

"Thank you so much! It's a pity, we have a happy land, directly for the Green Soul Patriarch, not for the sea!" Immediately, Yun San put the guqin on several cases.

Then, Yun San, sitting cross-legged. Gently tune the strings and look calm.

Unable to ask anything, Amu sighed secretly. At this time. Amu noticed that the qin that Yun San took out was completely different from the guqin he had seen in the illusion of the Qingshan Great Array.

But. Two guqins. None of them are ordinary.

Amu couldn't help frowning.

Why, the illusion of the reality of the Qiē and the Qingshan Great Array are always like and not like, and not like and like?

Zheng - Zheng -

The clouds dispersed, the green sleeves were raised, and the strings were plucked twice with his bare hands. The sound is smooth and clear to the ear. The sound of the piano. But it seems to be no different from the sound of the piano in the fantasy world that Amu has heard. It's all wonderful.

However, Yunsan only stroked it twice, and then held the strings still. Immediately, Yun San probed with one hand and saw a white light. Exactly, the white jade immortal was held in the hands of Yun San.

That's, in addition to the Buddha coffin, the first magic weapon of the green soul back then. Even, once turned into the form of a child and suppressed the eyes of all demons.

"Among them is immortal brew!" Yun San smiled, and when he reached out again, he had already taken out two white jade wine glasses.

"White jade fairy gourd, as a wine jug. This is really a tyrannical thing!" Ah Mu naturally sat opposite the clouds, and did not mention the portrait of Fang Cai.

"The wine is good, not only do you need to drink it with you, but naturally there must be holy relics!" Yun San personally raised the white jade immortal gourd and poured a glass for himself and Amu.

"Please taste it!" Yun Sansu raised his glass in his hand and personally held it in front of Amu. At that moment, Yun San was definitely the most gentle woman.

Amu smiled and naturally took it.

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

Smack-

Two people, clinking glasses, drinking each other.

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

The aroma is soft and endless.

The taste of that wine seems to be different from that in the Castle Peak Fantasy. However, the faint aroma of wine lingers for a long time.

"Good wine!" said Amuzan.

Then, goodbye Yunsan long sleeves waved lightly, and on another table, there were already fairy fruit delicacies, jade bowls like chopsticks. A few delicate side dishes, the color is delicious, and it is unexpectedly fairy and fragrant.

However, those dishes, Amu has never seen them before. In the illusion of Qingshan, two hundred years have passed, but in Amu's memory now, there are still many delicacies. However, none of the dishes in front of me are among them.

"This is a real immortal dish!" Yun San said with a smile, "Not to mention the ingredients, the fire is all immortal, and the person who makes it is a real immortal!"

Yunsan pointed at himself, and then smiled again: "This is much stronger than your imaginary hibiscus phoenix claws and cold plum soup!"

"Haha! Really?" Amu didn't know whether he was talking, intentionally or unintentionally, and then picked up his chopsticks and tasted them casually. It looked like a vermilion fruit, but Yun San was soaked in a special way.

An entrance, like summer ice and snow. The mouth is fragrant and refreshing.

"Good craftsmanship!" Amu said, and at the same time, he added another dish. Then, there is also a light in the eye.

Yun San's face was full of smiles.

Probably, any woman wants the man she likes to taste her food and praise her craftsmanship.

Yun San was no exception, and then he lifted the white jade immortal gourd, poured another cup for himself and Amu.

Good wine, good food. Two people, drinking again.

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

Yun San is right, tonight's moonlight is really far better than last night. The breeze blows, and there are occasional waves. After drinking a few cups of immortal wine, the blush on the cloud's cheeks gradually rose.

How can a powerful immortal be drunk? It's just that if you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, you get drunk with your heart, and you get drunk so much that you are invited, and that's it.

Zheng Zheng - Zheng -

The clouds dispersed, the face was flushed, the plain hands were lightly together, and the sound of the piano rose again.

The sound of the piano is still melodious and melodious. The spring water dingdong, the beads fall on the jade plate. However, it was not the song that Amu had heard in the Qingshan Great Array.

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

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

However, endless sighs rose in Amu's heart. At that moment, Amu suddenly remembered the sage Zhuangzi in his previous life.

Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, I don't know the truth. I can't tell whether I turned into a butterfly or a butterfly turned into Zhuang Zhou. The so-called, Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies!

At this time, Amu also thought, is the Qingshan Great Array an illusion into a dream, or is the Qiē of the wooden building at this moment an illusion into a dream? That state of mind may be quite similar to Zhuangzi.

The moonlit night is beautiful, the gin is also beautiful, and the beauties are even more beautiful.

The clouds are scattered, smiling with smiles, and the beautiful eyes are affectionate. The sound of the piano was like her heart.

This night was indifferent and beautiful.

However, time flies. Amu, looking at the portrait of the Canghai Patriarch, did not ask Yun San more questions. A lot of times, if the other person doesn't want to say it, you don't have to ask. Because, that's boring.

However, Amu felt that there was a slight warm current in the center of his eyebrows. It's almost too small to be noticed. However, Amu understands that the last bit of his Eight Bitter Seals is gradually fading.

Amu's heart is also gradually having an epiphany. Yun San, there must be a reason for her! So, Amu didn't ask anything deeply.

He only enjoyed the moment.

Let the moonlight flow, let the wine be fragrant, let the beauty be the companion, and let the sound of the piano be melodious. If the cause and effect have changed, then who can see clearly.

In the white jade fairy gourd, there are countless fine wines. Amu, with a clear mind, indulges in drinking.

However, when the moon was sinking in the west, Amu was a little drunk, and unconsciously slept in the wooden building, looking up to the sky.

The sound of the piano 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 don't have to hide anything.

"Amu?canghai?" Yun San looked at the portrait, let out a long sigh, and finally shook his head. Now, she's seen it through.

Then, she set her eyes on Amu again. Perhaps, he was too tired. Perhaps, in front of himself, he can sleep peacefully.

Yunsan smiled faintly and waved his hand.

A cyan daze fell directly on Amu's body, silently.

In the end, Yun San beckoned and cleaned up the mess of the banquet. At that moment, she was like a virtuous wife, taking care of a qiē carefully.

Immediately, a lamp lit up, and Yun San held an ancient book in his hand and read it silently. In this way, to accompany and guard, it is a day and a night. (To be continued......)

PS: Attend classes and mark papers. Marking papers and attending classes. I don't want to take the exam, so I'm changing, it's still two chapters in a row, it's just too late. Everyone, forgive me! There will be a change soon.