my voice is poisonous

Immortal Yan Qingjiang has seen many of them, and he bowed his hands back without any surprise, and gave his name. Wen Yu also bowed naturally, but Wen Qinru stood still, muttering in a daze: "immortal?"

"Yes, god, Shichuan is an immortal here, and he loves to live in the middle of the lake." Ren Canglan smiled and stretched out his hand to touch Wen Qinru's forehead, and joked with her, "Why, this is the first time I see a god? "

"En." Wen Qinru nodded truthfully.

"Nonsense," Ren Canglan said with a smile, "There's only a half-god living in your house, and you—you, can't be..."

Ren Canglan realized before she finished speaking, watching Wen Yu's face change slightly behind Wen Qinru.

Wen Qinru became more confused when he heard the words, but turned his head to look at Yan Qingjiang.

It was only then that Ren Canglan realized that Wen Qinru didn't know Yan Qingjiang's identity.

He confessed his crime to Wen Yuyao with a tangled facial features, and he was in no hurry to repent. Wen Yu glanced at him and was about to confess to his sister, but Yan Qingjiang confessed to Wen Qinru before him, nodded and said: "I am indeed It is the body of a half-immortal, slightly different from yours, but still has a world of difference from a real immortal."

Wen Qinru only thought that Yan Qingjiang was indeed a mortal monk who had attained the Tao, so he let out a "huh" to express his understanding, and didn't ask any further questions, but Shichuan, who was walking step by step from the lake, asked in surprise, "Can you tell me?" On you, why...have no power at all?"

Wen Yu and Ren Canglan were startled when they heard the words, but Yan Qingjiang replied with a smile: "It's no longer needed, so I gave it to someone else."

His words were as indifferent as saying "I can't eat this steamed bun, so I'll share it with you". Wen Yu frowned, and then he understood a little bit. He tilted his head and asked vaguely: "Is it for you?" The next..."

"Yeah." Yan Qingjiang raised his eyes and looked back at him, his tone was quite brisk, "Otherwise I won't be able to get out, and I will have to wait for many years."

He couldn't say any more, Yan Qingjiang pursed his lips and smiled at Wen Yu, his brows and eyes were full of ease.

Wen Yu didn't know what kind of feeling was lingering in his heart. He suddenly remembered that when he first saw Yan Qingjiang, he stood on the sacred tree with his toga and sleeves, and raised his hand to draw out a phoenix with a burning tail. , when he waved his sleeves and fell from the tree, he was three points more immortal than Shichuan, as if a fairy came to the world, with such a graceful figure, I will never see him again.

He was feeling sorry for Yan Qingjiang, when he raised his eyes and saw that he was smiling with his eyebrows bent, he smiled himself, and his heart suddenly became peaceful and relieved.

The two of them exchanged two sentences in an unclear manner. Wen Qinru and Shichuan didn't understand much, but Ren Canglan made a rough guess. He saw that the two of them started flirting again, so he couldn't help interrupting and interrupted: "Let's go, let's go, what are you doing standing on the shore when we agreed to go boating on the lake? If you have something to say, get on the boat and talk about it."

As soon as he made a sound, everyone noticed that there was still a painting boat parked on the shore. It looked small, but it was quite exquisite: the hull of the boat was painted with yellow lacquer, the pillars of the boat were carved with auspicious clouds, and the four-corner pavilion at the bow was exquisite. It is unique, the stern of the boat is raised high like a phoenix tail, and it looks like Ren Canglan's handwriting.

"Your?" Wen Yuming asked knowingly.

"Yes." Ren Canglan said with a big smile, "200 years ago, when I was young, I fell into the water and almost drowned here. Fortunately, Shibukawa rescued me. Later, I revisited the old place and met him, so I did it. I have been a neighbor for more than ten years. I saw that the lake and mountains here are so beautiful, so I left a painting boat here to drink tea and wine with him, so that his practice will not be boring."

He himself thinks that practice is boring, so he pushes himself and others, thinking that monks and gods all over the world are also equally boring.

Shibukawa stood with his hands down on the bank and listened to their chat, with a smile on his face all the time, kind and warm.

"Let's go, get on the boat." Ren Canglan waved his sleeves and beckoned everyone to follow.

Yan Qingjiangzui secretly tugged on Wen Yu's sleeves from behind, and said in a low voice: "Can I describe this Mr. Shechuan as 'Master Qianqian, gentle as jade', and there is also the phrase 'straight and warm, wide and Li, tough but not cruel, simple but not arrogant.'?" (Note 1)

Although his quotations from scriptures were not so accurate, Wen Yu didn't want to correct them, so he just nodded with a smile.

Ren Canglan, who had sharp ears in front, turned his head again when he heard the words, laughed wildly and said, "I was rescued by him when I was young, and I was impressed by his demeanor, so I said the same thing, and asked him if he could marry him as his wife in the future! "

Before he finished speaking, everyone laughed.

After everyone boarded the boat with excitement, Shibukawa stood at the bow of the boat and waved his sleeves, brushing against the lake surface to generate a gust of wind, and slowly pushed the boat towards the center of the lake.

Yan Qingjiang was on a boat for the first time in his life, and he held on to Wen Yu's sleeves, as if he was a little nervous. Seeing the bow of the boat splitting a series of water patterns smoothly, he still had the topic just now in mind, so he couldn't help but raise his head and ask him again. : "Isn't the wife a woman? Can you also marry a man as a wife?"

Wen Yu was stunned, obviously caught off guard by the question, and he didn't know how to answer, so he frowned slightly and turned his head to stare at him.

Wen Yu didn't answer, but Ren Canglan took the conversation away. He rolled his eyes and said tentatively: "Why not? Although it is said that there is a combination of yin and yang in the process of legal human relations, but the love does not know its origin, and it goes deeper and deeper." , you can’t just abandon your lover just because of the rules and regulations in the book? Qingjiang, are you right?”

He has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years from the beginning to the end, and he has practiced the word "freedom" in Taoism.

Yan Qingjiang heard him say "I don't know the origin of love, it goes deeper and deeper", thought for a moment, raised his head and said seriously: "I have seen that in books it is often written that 'I live and die for the king' and 'I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals' If so, I don’t quite understand.”

He blinked his eyes, with an inquiring expression, and continued slowly: "I... have lived away from the world for a long time, and my family has a gentle temperament. They advocate cultivation, but they don't shy away from love. I don't know. Why is there a need to compare double entry and becoming an immortal? Not to mention, as long as the five spirits are used properly, the five spirits cannot be separated, and dual cultivation is also helpful for cultivation, isn't it?"

His words left the other three stunned. Wen Qinru followed his train of thought and thought for a while: "Could it be because the people who wrote these words are all incompatible with their partners?"

The other three: "..."

"...Ah?" Yan Qingjiang sighed regretfully upon hearing the words, "Isn't that a pity?"

"Nothing, there is nothing the five spirits can't overcome." Wen Yu couldn't help but refute out loud, for fear that Yan Qingjiang and Wen Qinru would be misleading, and all the mates would be biased towards the five spirits. He said, "Love Love and love is something that literati always love, how can there be so many things about life and death in this world."

"Yes, that's right," Ren Canglan asked Wen Yu to stretch his hand behind his back and twist it hard, and he also expressed his support with tears in his eyes, "literati, their thoughts are more delicate than ours, and they are tired of hurting the spring and autumn. When it rains, you have to recite poems, when you see snow, you have to fight against each other, when you see landslides and landslides, you feel that love is over."

After he finished talking about Shechuan, he burst out laughing, Wen Yu felt helpless, Yan Qingjiang and Wen Qinru looked at each other, feeling more and more confused in his mind, let alone knowing what he was talking about.

None of the people on this boat had passed through sex, so they could only talk nonsense when they got together.

Wen Yu shook his head, set up a small table and took out the wine bowl, lowered his head and brought up the wine jar, smashed the mud and filled it with four jars of wine, Wen Qinru helped him put out the snacks in the food box one by one. out.

The boat had stopped in the middle of the lake at this time, Yan Qingjiang leaned on the railing, stretched his hands into the water, and felt the lake water was cool and extremely comfortable.

He was not afraid of people even when fish came swimming, he swam around his fingertips twice, and even touched the fish's mouth tentatively.

"Like fish?" Wen Yu asked him sideways with a wine bowl in his hand.

"Yeah." Yan Qingjiang said without turning back, "Let's raise two when we go back, okay?"

"Okay." Wen Yu replied warmly, "Let's have something to eat first."

Yan Qingjiang replied "Okay", he retracted his hands and turned his head, but saw someone wandering outside the barrier on the bank, and couldn't help but use brute force to bump into it.

"That one is..." He stretched out his hand and tugged at Wen Yu, causing him to turn around and point to the bank to show him. Head to call Ren Canglan.

Ren Canglan was talking to Shichuan, when he heard the sound, he looked into the distance, frowned and asked Shichuan again, with something in his words: "It's him again?"

Shikawa couldn't help standing up, standing on the bow of the boat and sighing, the man seemed to have seen him from a distance, paused for a moment, then fell silent.

Now even Wen Qinru noticed the man, and she glanced around the faces of the people, but met Yan Qingjiang's.

"This person belongs to the demon clan." Yan Qingjiang saw the difference just now, and explained to her in a low voice, then became worried about Shichuan, raised his head and asked him tentatively, "Did that person have a grudge with you?"

Hearing this, Ren Canglan rolled up his sleeves and took a bowl to drink, Shichuan frowned with a look of worry, and said bluntly and softly: "That man is a demon, with low mana, he was bullied by his fellow clan before, I rescued him, and he You tied all your infatuation to me."

Just now, we talked about men and women, but now it's really a job, Wen Qinru was startled, and then heard Yan Qingjiang continue to ask: "Then...do you...don't like him?"

"No," Shikawa looked at him with a downcast smile, seemingly helpless in his eyes, and didn't care about his questioning, and answered truthfully, "Although Ji Yuanhan is a demon, his character is not bad. I couldn't help but reject him because I couldn't help but refuse him. However, he didn't understand, he would come here to see me every day, I told him, but he didn't listen."

Wen Qinru also sighed, feeling sorry.

"It's an infatuated demon." Ren Canglan also said, pointing his hand to the side of the lakeshore, pointing to Yan Qingjiang, "Just there, a little further on, there is a barren mountain where there is no grass growing, and the underground demonic energy is at its peak. Just live there and practice."

Yan Qingjiang looked into the distance with his head, and turned to look for Wen Yu again. For some reason, after hearing about this affair, he subconsciously wanted to find him.

Wen Yu was pouring wine into the bowl, seeing his eyes turn sharply, raised his eyes to meet his eyes, and asked in a gentle voice: "What do you want to say?"

"No..." Yan Qingjiang's eyes fixed on his face for a moment, then he smiled and said, "I want to drink too."

Hearing this, Wen Yu handed him a bowl of wine, and did not forget to ask him to eat some snacks. Although Wen Qinru's wine is not strong, it has enough stamina.

It was the first time for Yan Qingjiang to drink, and he frowned after taking a sip, shouting "spicy", Wen Yu couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but also drank two more bowls.

That Shichuan was still looking at the demon from a distance at the bow of the boat, and Wen Qin was watching the lake with a snack in his hand.

Ren Canglan took out the piano, played a minor tune, and saw that Wen Yu was still drunk.

His face was slightly red, his eyes seemed to hold two handfuls of peach blossom wine, the corners of his mouth and brows were full of spring, he rested his hand on his chin, and only looked at Yan Qingjiang smiling softly.

Ren Canglan shook his hands, and instantly played a wrong note: "..."

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Note 1: Straight and warm, wide and chesty, rigid but not cruel, simple but not arrogant. ——"Shang Shu Yao Dian"