peach blossom for wine

Tao Jiu randomly picked a wing room in the apse and put a barrier on it, and fell down on the couch in a daze, thinking that Zhuyeqing was really strong enough that even he couldn't stand it anymore... so she rolled up the quilt and fell in love with her. Drowsily fell asleep.

Feng Yan rested under the tree for a while and finally suppressed the bloody pressure in his heart, and disappeared into Tao Jiu's wing.The barrier shook and rippled, but it didn't wake up the people who were already asleep on the couch.

Feng Yan stood by the table with his hands behind his back, looking at Tao Jiu's fair to almost transparent face by the dim light of a bean on the desk in the wing room, with long eyebrows like willows, a straight nose, long and thick eyelashes His undulating breathing trembled slightly, his pale lips were still shiny with wine stains, and he was still tightly holding the wine gourd in his hand, refusing to let go.

Feng Yan looked at his appearance that was almost similar to Mu Yi, and in a trance, he walked to the side of the couch and bent down. He stretched out his hand to gently caress Tao Jiu's face, and his pair of usually fierce Danfeng eyes gradually softened. .

"Ah Jiu..."

The hoarse and deep voice made Feng Yan suddenly straighten up as if waking up from a dream, and staggered several steps back!He couldn't figure it out no matter what, why he would call out his name to a face that looked like Mu Yi, even though he didn't look like this in his memory!After thinking about it, Feng Yan became a little annoyed, and simply flung his sleeves and left the wing without looking back.

Only the candlelight on the desk is shining brightly and dimly on the window lattice.

And Tao Jiu took a few sips of wine, and slept in the room for more than half a month before waking up. However, when he woke up, he didn't want to go out to see those big bald donkeys and little bald donkeys who looked like mourning faces, so he just lay down on the couch He drank the wine with his eyes empty.

In the end, he fell asleep again in a daze...

Autumn goes to winter, and in a blink of an eye, everything is depressed.The trees on Gusu Mountain are only bare branches, covered by thick winter snow.At a glance, everything is covered in silver.

The stone steps leading to Qianyin Temple were also covered with snow, and a few little monks sweeping the snow got up before dawn and took their brooms to sweep the snow.

The season is December 28 in the middle of winter.The cold wind was bitter, and the whining cold wind poured directly into the room from the cracks in the windows of the wing room.

A certain monster who was sleeping dimly was woken up by being frozen alive.

Before Tao Jiu opened his eyes, he reached out to touch his wine gourd, but he couldn't find it after touching it, which made him quite anxious. He leaned on the pillow and woke up for a while, only to see that the gourd had rolled to the ground.

Tao Jiu had no choice but to get up and straighten her robes, picked up the gourd with bare feet and stretched, then removed the barrier of the wing room, and yawned and slowly stepped out of the threshold.

At this time, the sky was bright, but the feather-like snow fluttered down with the cold wind, and it was thickly piled on the ground, which was dazzlingly reflected by the thin skylight.

Tao Jiu stopped yawning halfway, and sneezed several times in a row due to the cold, her nose was flushed and she warmed her body with her own cultivation, holding the oil-paper umbrella she took out from her sleeve, she was able to block the wind and snow and go out Going, leaving a series of footprints behind, and soon the traces were covered up again by falling snow.

"Strange, why did I sleep for so long?" Tao Jiu muttered to himself while walking, frowning, he was indeed lethargic in the past, but he rarely slept for such a long time, and nearly half a year had passed.

But the body is already very good.

Tao Jiu held an umbrella and walked under the Bodhi tree in front of the main hall, but she didn't see Nian Chen's figure abnormally, thinking that the snow was too heavy, if she meditated under the tree, she would be buried within a quarter of an hour.Seeing that it was Tao Jiu, the bodhi tree that gave birth to spiritual wisdom shook the whole trunk, and a lot of snow fell, and it all fell on Tao Jiu's umbrella with a clatter.

"..." A certain monster was full of evil spirits, unceremoniously grabbed a few bodhi leaves, turned its head and went down the mountain.