Haomai Xiansheng

In the eyes of the immortals, the private banquet in Xianquanzhuang was really a big show.Hundreds of bonfires were burning uniformly on the vast plain, and various aromas rose into the sky.

Zhai Yan'er had already ordered hundreds of bonfires to be lit. Roasted whole sheep, roasted whole cows, and roasted whole pigs were all around the bonfires. They were ready to roast for a few days until they were cooked thoroughly. It was smoking, and beside each bonfire, there were a lot of ingredients, seasonings and drinks.The aroma of spices, the aroma of several kinds of fish, and the burnt aroma of honey are mixed in the air, making people hungry.

Although the banquet was said to start at night, people have been coming one after another since the early morning of the previous day, and they were just brought into the house to rest.As the well-known mistress of Xianquanzhuang, Zhai Yan'er was going to pull Fang Yitu to welcome them one by one, but she gave up later, because the immortals descended from the sky, and the specific whereabouts are unknown.

Immortals like to eat and drink, otherwise why did Han Zhongli drink non-stop, and why are so many Taoists and real people showing their supernatural powers in the mortal world?Not all for crossing people.

Fang Yitu pulled everyone to sit on the side of the plain, drank wine and watched a large number of barbecues. There were some grilled skewers and grilled seafood on the table. She said: "Before night falls, all fellow Taoists, please be patient and eat first." Order some snacks. Since it’s a bonfire party, it’s more fun at night.”

How could the immortals have the heart to wait, the Eight Immortals suggested: "Let's cast spells together to cover the sun and the moon."

Yingying and Yanyan all applauded in unison, Sanxians were also willing to show their skills, and Taoist Sanshan was eager to try.On the other hand, the heavenly officials were as calm as water, especially the younger generals, who were even more silent with smirks on their faces.

Among the Eight Immortals, Lu Dongbin asked with a smile, "I don't know what the master wants?"

Fang Yitu and Di Niang smiled at each other, Fang Yitu said: "If Fang knew that spell, he would have done it long ago."

"It's refreshing!" Lu Dongbin ran to ask Sun Xingjun: "Xingjun~ how do you cover the sun and the moon?"

Naturally, someone jumped up and said, "You can't either!"

Sun Xingjun said calmly: "If you want to make a move, one poor person is enough. It's just that you can't act without His Majesty's will."

Everyone felt that they would definitely be scolded if they asked His Majesty for this kind of "dining is more delicious at night", so they had no choice but to start masturbating.

We waited until the sun was setting in the west, the jackdaws were rising in the east, and almost everyone had arrived before we started eating and drinking.

Fang Yitu only said that he could bring anyone he wanted, so a lot of people came, and many of them didn't know each other. At this moment, there was a sense of strangeness in the mortal world, and he didn't care about anything at all. etiquette.

Zhai Yan’er prepared all the things, including reed mats, futons, mats, hu stools, chairs, and cloud beds; wine utensils: white porcelain jugs, carved silver cups, large glazed bowls, small black clay altars; eating meat The knives used: gold knives, silver knives, boning knives, small scimitars... In a word, people of all tastes can find something they like, and they can find people who can talk to each other with seats and jugs, and then gather together Barbecue and drink together.

The fairies were fascinated by the barbecue skills of the men in Xianquanzhuang. The male fairies looked at the fairies while eating meat and drinking... It was because they were a little strange to each other that many people found friends with similar temperaments.Of course, more people are willing to sit with friends.

At the beginning, the immortals were a little uncomfortable with the host who did not host the banquet. Later, they saw Fang Yitu holding the duck neck in his mouth and carrying the wine jar, pulling the emperor, walking around between the bonfires, basically talking to everyone. After meeting and drinking, I gradually got used to this bandit-like banquet.

Zhai Yan'er dutifully poked in the center, expressing that the master's family hadn't left the scene yet, but the master likes to chat with friends and drink while meeting new friends.Fang Yitu drank every bonfire, and thanks to becoming a fairy now, if she was in the mortal world, she would be drunk and forced to drink, and she would end up drinking after drinking.

However, under the leadership of her scurrying around, many people who were a little bit restrained also began to try their best to maintain their image and get to know some people who had been peeped for a long time.

Because there were several jars of enchanted wine next to each pile of bonfires, Fang Yitu strolled back with most of the jars of wine, held Di Yan'er with one hand, and inspected the audience.Very good, now there are nearly 1 people, and more than 6000 of them are immortals from other places. More than 5000 of them did not know each other before, but now they all know each other.

She said loudly: "Dear friends, there is no feast without wine. Fang is too strong to drink, so it needs to be done slowly. I don't know if there is any fellow Taoist who would like to help Ya Xing?"

Half an hour later, the emperor sat on the ground, pressed the lyre on his knees, and sang: "The iron can't iron the frown between the brows, the fast scissors can't cut my heart, and the embroidery needle can't embroider the mandarin duck button. Both are interesting. It's hard to get started. It should be my marriage, brother, be patient and guard."

There was a Taoist in the crowd who didn't know him, but he took the half-queue and sang loudly: "There are two kinds of love, how can you steal in front of others, just be patient, you will eventually have to hold my hand.

The emperor sang again: "For whom will the fragrant muscles be reduced, and for whom will the belt be harvested? When will this lost lovesickness be stopped?"

Fairy Lotus Flower bit Fairy Qinghe's ear: "So infatuated."

Fairy Qinghe said: "Exactly, just like you and me."

Han Xiangzi blew the jade flute and swallowed quietly, and the emperor gave up and let him continue.The sound of the flute is like weeping and complaining, which makes people feel sad.

In the crowd, there was a dragon girl who was brought by someone who did not know. She threw down the beef leg bone and wiped the corners of her mouth, so that her clothes did not smell oily.Slowly singing crisply and melodiously: "The feast is in full swing, don't even think about Fang Zun like a dream partner, the singing voice is quiet, the new tune is like a love story, the soul of the person attracted by the handsome man is floating in the heart, just like the Milky Way thousands of miles away Here, the road is cut off from east to west, so you can't pass on the song of the Phoenix with a beard, but instead write a poem of plum blossoms and willows. It's cold, the rain is miserable, the sound echoes, and the ground and the ground are full of lovesickness. There, I hate the sky, you can swallow my body with pity and wine."

After singing a song, it was very affectionate, and everyone was a little bit embarrassed.

The Jade Rabbit in Chang'e's arms, who was also pulled by someone who did not know, also jumped down, bowed deeply to the fairies in Caiyi among the Baihua fairies, and shouted: "Sisters, please give me a helping hand."

One of them took out a harp and placed it on the ground.Jade Rabbit is a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, and she sang to the mature, beautiful, cold and sad Chang'e: "Day and day, no idea, quieter at night, sleep late, under the lamp, sighing one mouthful after another, spreading the paper, wanting I can't read and write love letters, I'm sick and sick, I miss you because of my waist and limbs, and the golden rooster crows [-] days a month, and I can't think of a long time."

Everyone laughed, and shouted again: "Fairy Chang'e, you have to teach the jade rabbit to read and write!"

Chang'e blushed, turned her back into a rabbit, held her in her arms, and slowly peeled the meat of the spicy crab for her to eat.

Suddenly, a group of women dressed in plain clothes came over, each of them was tall and tall like a bee, and the beauty was really beautiful. How could the eighteen beauties who were created in heaven come out here.

All of them have icy skin and snow skin, crows and crows with long hair about seven feet long, shy brows and a smile, lotuses growing on every step, waist and limbs swaying lightly, infinitely attractive.Each held instrumental music in their hands, only two of them were holding jade bracelets, walking gracefully and gracefully.

As soon as they appeared on the stage, they felt that the moonlight was also a bit inferior. Even though Chang'e was still the best in the audience, it also lost a bit of luster.Even among the female fairies present who have adjusted their appearance with magic power, there are many who are inferior to them.After all, the female fairies focus on cultivation, but these eighteen beauties focus on seductiveness.

There are so many things to say, and thousands of beauties are incomplete. There are words to praise: Luo Yi piles snow, Baoji piles clouds.Cherry mouth, apricot face and peach gills; willow waist, blue heart.The voice of singing is like a warbler flowing on a branch; the dancing posture is like a phoenix turning among flowers.The accent is in accordance with the ancient tune, and the sound is natural.Dance back to the bright moon and fall to the Qin Tower, and sing to stop the clouds from covering the Chu Pavilion.High and low according to Gong Shang, severity of illness according to style, zither rowing wild goose column sound is slow, board clap with red teeth and new characters.

A beauty lightly opened her vermilion lips, looked at Fang Yitu, and sang sadly: "Yesterday, a flock of geese came in autumn, spreading flowers with their hands. After dusk, I was in a hurry to write a love letter, my face lost, and my body lost more than half. Sad in the dark, silent and silent, the blue sky, a bright moon in the sky, thinking carefully, wanting to see the face of a lover who is hard to see."

"Who is this?"

"Who is this infatuated for?"

"What a poor beauty~"

The other beauty has a smile on her lips, graceful eyebrows, and a gentle voice: "Thousands of mountains and rivers look forward to you, and I look forward to laughing and talking with joy. I think back then, you and I made the same wish. Until now, our hearts have not changed. Hand in hand to talk about my heart, thank God, we will meet again today and tonight, I will look forward to you every day for the rest of my life."

"Oh, they are looking at Fang Hou!"

"Zhigui is really a flirt~"

"A good wife and beautiful concubine, the one who enjoys all the beauty is actually a woman!"

Among the eighteen beauties, except for the one who played the flute, the others sang in unison: "The glass bell, the amber is thick, the wine in the small trough drips with pearl red. Cooking dragons, cannons, phoenixes and jade fat weeps, Luo Wei embroiders and tents surround the fragrant wind. Blow Playing the dragon flute, beating the drum. Bright teeth singing, dancing with a thin waist. What’s more, don’t waste your youth, the silver vat hides Jiao’e’s words, don’t go to Liu Ling’s grave.”

Di Niang was a little surprised when she saw Fang Yitu's face. Thousands of people watched this winding scene eagerly, both happy and annoyed in their hearts.

Zhou Zhoulang, a commander in the past, suddenly jumped up beating his waist drum, sang and danced with a broken gong voice, and yelled a Qin opera ditty: "I will not be here when you want to come, and you will not be there when you want to come." If you don’t come, what’s the matter? When you come, you don’t come. When you don’t come, you come. I’ll be there when you come. Whether you’re here or not, as long as you come often. Does it mean that if you come often, the slave is always away? You come often , Is the slave always absent?"

Fang Yitu shouted loudly: "Is there no one around Sanlang! Quickly cover his mouth with good wine and fat meat, and listen to him sing a song again, I would rather enter reincarnation again."

She waved to the eighteen snow-like beauties in white clothes: "Go and change clothes to eat and drink together. You don't have to be restrained. The biggest advantage after you become immortals is that you are not afraid of getting fat."

The round and chubby Cabbage Flower Fairy whimpered and burst into tears.

The third princess had already turned into a middle-aged Taoist, holding a wine bowl and shouting drunkenly: "Why don't the two protagonists sing one!"

Di Niang said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist said that the concubine made a fool of herself. Let's use the fairy family as the theme." Naturally, someone brought a pipa to the side.

She took the pipa and adjusted the silk thread, her eyes were full of love, and she sang with a wide voice: "The fairy family is magical, the change is high, the red face, the green temples and the willow slender waist, make people fascinated at first sight. Who knows the mechanism is wonderful, let me down. Good night, long days and long nights, it’s hard for my family, I suddenly hear the iron horse knocking in front of the eaves, and I’m startled by the sound of the bell, who knows the loneliness of the orchid house, such a pleasant person, my friend, Where have you gone, I have lost my blanket and cold pillow without a place to go."

Everyone looked at Fang Yitu.

"You are in the flower street and Liuxiang, lusting after Mei Duojiao, there are three places in the Chu Pavilion and Qin Tower, if you want your lover not to be annoyed, you can bring up thousands of pieces, cut your heart with thousands of knives, thousands of knives, thousands of knives Dao, my friend, I have turned into a tuberculosis because of your sincerity, where do you fall in love with the slim, I lean on the railing for you to lean on your body, and the crabapple is not old in the past season."

Everyone glared at Fang Yitu: How dare you let her down so much!

"Up to now, the fragrance of lotus is ten miles away, the fish are deep and the geese are far away, the famous mountains and beautiful waters are far away, and the incense is burned. I don't remember the stars before the moon and I bow down to you. I have vowed to say that if you are ungrateful, your life will be poor. If you are a slave, you will be a disaster star." Take photos together, my friend will come back one day, and I will talk to you again overnight, if you are late, I will go with someone else, and I will teach you how to advance and retreat at that time." Di Yan'er then put down the pipa, with a smile in his eyes Yingying looked at Fang Yitu.

Fang Yitu pulled out the drum, coughed twice and sang: "Jiaodidiyu, I care about you very much. I wish I could swallow you with a bowl of water. I think about it every day, suffer every day, and I will end up in trouble. Be bold and hug me." Full of arms, thank God, don't refuse, I knew you would not refuse, so why do you do this today." She really stretched out her hand and hugged Di Niang.

Everyone applauded, many maidens blushed quietly.

Di Yan'er pretended to smile weakly, and whispered softly in her ear: "Dragon Boat Festival in May is my birthday. I am wearing a green jacket with a collar. The little feet are wrapped up so that they are pointed. Untie the silk belt. Stripped naked. Put it on Take a stalk. Bite the slave all over."

Fang Yitu originally wanted to ask her who she asked to write the lyrics, but suddenly remembered that what he ate this morning was the seeds wrapped by Zhai Yan'er, and with a crack of silver teeth in his mouth, she almost kissed her.

The author has something to say: Don't blame me for using the lyrics to mix up the number of words because of the severe cold and fever.

The sudden drop in temperature is the most annoying thing!Shenyang has been terribly cold for the past two days, with the temperature fluctuating between 10° above zero and 4° below zero. My poor little mint hasn’t grown at all... By Sunday, the temperature will soar!Peppermint is growing!The cold will be cured!