peach blossom for wine

The sun was high above the cloudless sky, and the early autumn breeze was still hot.The maple leaves on Gusu Mountain in the distance are gradually dyed crimson, reflecting the green evergreens and yellowing metasequoia, like a wonderful painting splashed with three colors.

From Qianyin Temple on the top of the mountain in the distance, distant and vigorous bells can be heard from time to time. People in twos and threes come down or go up from the temple one after another. Some people are frowning, some are laughing, and some are shy. Between heaven and earth.

Tao Jiu leaned on a peach tree by the forest and watched and listened to the hustle and bustle of autumn, the discomfort in his chest forced him to frown tightly.He originally planned to go to the monastery to look for the smelly monk, but he came to look for him for the sake of meritorious deeds, but he walked to the edge of the peach forest, and the boredom that had disappeared for a long time once again oppressed him Heart.

Tao Jiu was a little puzzled, her delicate little face was tangled into a ball.For more than three hundred years, he vaguely remembered that such a situation would only appear briefly after a certain dream.

"Hey, Jun Zhu was right. Hitting a Taoist priest is more terrifying than hitting an evil..." Tao Jiu leaned powerlessly on the peach tree and closed her eyes gently. The warm autumn wind blew from the mountains, The white robe embroidered with flying peach blossoms swayed in the wind.Black hair flew up, covering most of his face, leaving only his smooth and full forehead.

Since Tao Jiu took human form, there was a peach blossom imprint between her eyebrows.This peach blossom imprint was carefully counted by the most curious Hu Lizai, and there are exactly nine delicate and small petals.

But at this time, the imprint between his eyebrows suddenly appeared a few strands of light pink streamer, reflecting his brows and eyes that were originally like the breeze and the moon, dyed a little coquettish, and the long eyelashes, which were as thick as a cattail fan, trembled and hooked slightly. Overflowing with thousands of styles.

Tao Jiu, who was leaning on the tree, fell asleep unknowingly, and felt in a daze that she was wrapped in a layer of soft cotton wool, so light and weightless.When a gust of wind hits, it is blown into a round ball and rolls in circles towards the sun.

Tao Jiu's consciousness was already a little chaotic, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't open his eyes when he rolled over. He could only hear the whistling wind pouring into his ears, which really made him want to find a place to vomit.After finally waiting for the wind to stop, Tao Jiu struggled to open his eyes and looked around, but everything within his sight made him feel unreasonably familiar.

Tao Jiu thought for a long time with her head dizzy, and when she glanced at the three big golden characters of "Beitianmen", she realized that she had fallen asleep and had a dream that she hadn't had in 200 years.

"It's strange...why is the fairy world so lively today..." Tao Jiu walked all the way to Yaochi familiarly, while watching the big and small fairies around her turn a blind eye to her.

Tao Jiu has been a demon for more than 100 years. In the [-] years since he first took human form, he dreamed several times that he was surrounded by fairy mist, and there was silence in his ears.Occasionally someone walked by him and couldn't see himself, but he could clearly see the occasional passerby opening his mouth to talk, but his ears couldn't hear him, and no matter which direction he walked from Beitianmen, he could only see one A huge pool of water and a pool full of bright golden lotus flowers.

Zhulou Biwa not far away seems to be close at hand and far away in the sky.

Later, Taojiu had this dream more often, and found that she could only talk to a golden lotus in the pond that gave birth to wisdom.Jinlian told him that this is the fairyland and this pond is the Yaochi, so Taojiu would go to the Yaochi every time he had a dream, listening to Jinlian talking about the gossip of the fairyland and waiting to wake up from the dream.

Although Tao Jiu heard it boringly, he never dreamed of coming to the fairyland again in the next 200 years, and in the only few dreams, the name he heard the most from Jin Lian was Fengyan Shenjun.

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I've been busy with work recently, but I still took the time to add a few more chapters, and I'll post them today.