The rice paddies are magnificent, the scenery on the clouds

The owner of the inn, Xiaosheng, brought Feng Xuanlang and the five of them to the East Wing.Along the way, except for Feng Xuanlang, the other four followed behind and tried their best to make up their minds. It seemed that after looking around and thinking about it, it was very difficult to connect the young man in front of him, who was actually mature and capable, with the idiot. together.Hey, this brain supplement is simply a brain-burning job, and finally, I came to the so-called East Wing.

The East Wing is simply a big room, and the layout is really reasonable. There are exactly five rooms in it, a hall, and on a round wooden table in the hall, five travel-worn people finally took their seats.At this time, when Feng Xuanlang and the others took their seats, they saw some waiters coming over, and they saw some dishes in their hands.Then they put them on the table where Feng Xuanlang was.

Wow, so rich!

Feng Xuanlang's eyes lit up, wait a minute, boiled mandarin fish with peach blossoms, peach blossom soup, peach blossom cakes... these are not dishes that he often made when he was in Changyao, remember, he often made them to eat with his master, ... Xiuqianmo ate together.

When the last pot of wine was served, Boss Xiaosheng smiled politely and said, "Please use it slowly!" After saying that, the group of people left gracefully.

Duan Anling was the first to move his chopsticks. For the past three years of practice, although the food is still good, it is useless to be so rich. After all, a cultivator should not be too rich.Seeing Duan Anling move his chopsticks, He Yun also started eating.

"Young master!" Shen Shi saw his master staring at the food in a daze, so he quickly helped his master pick up some fish, and poured him a glass of wine and put it in front of him.

"Young master, let's eat!"

"Oh, good!" Feng Xuanlang finally came to his senses, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.In the mouth of the wine, the sense of familiarity strikes again, the wine is mellow and mellow, the mouth is sweet, and the autumn mulberries are almost gone!

It turned out to be... Sang Luo!

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When the wine is full, it is time to choose the room.After looking around, Duan Anling asked Feng Xuanlang: "Brother Xuanlang, which room do you want?"

After Feng Xuanlang looked around, he casually pointed to the third room and said, "I'll take this one!"

"Okay, then I'll be next door to you, my second room, haha!" Duan Anling said happily.

He Yun had no expression on his face, watching Duan Anling choose the second room, he also silently chose the first room, Shen Shi the fourth room, Liu Qing the fifth room.

"How about it, it's almost night now, everyone go back to the room to rest, get enough energy, and go on the road tomorrow!" Feng Xuanlang suggested.

"Well, good! Listen to Brother Xuan Lang!" Duan Anling said happily.The rest of the people had no objections either, so the five of them went back to their respective rooms.

When Feng Xuanlang pushed open the door and saw the scene, Feng Xuanlang's heart was shocked in the next moment.The room he chose, all the decorations, bead curtains, bed curtains, beds... are all purple in tone, especially on the top of the dressing table, there is a lonely peach branch.Feng Xuanlang looked around the purple tone of the room, and walked slowly towards the peach branches on the dressing table.When he approached the peach branch, although the peach blossoms withered, there was a quiet and elegant peach fragrance lingering, this peach fragrance was familiar and far away.

Why is this so? After thinking about it, Feng Xuanlang's originally dry eyeballs became inexplicably moist.This kind of decoration, this kind of scene, can be said to be deeply rooted in Feng Xuanlang's bone marrow.

In the past three years, apart from being confined in Yuehua Palace, Feng Xuanlang would occasionally go to the cave in the back mountain forest.The furnishings inside have not changed at all, Feng Xuanlang just sat quietly on Xiuqianmo's bed, looking at the place where Xiuqianmo stayed for a whole year.For the past two years, Feng Xuanlang had engraved in this kind of decoration, so when he came in just now, he was shocked at first sight.

Just when Feng Xuanlang was deep in thought, there was a knock on the door. Feng Xuanlang blinked to get rid of the tears in his eyes, then turned his head and asked, "Please come in!"

The door was pushed open, and Duan Anling happily walked in with a plate of pastries in his hand.

"Brother Xuan Lang, will you eat mooncakes with me tonight?"

"Eat moon cakes?" Feng Xuanlang asked in confusion.

"Yeah, ten years ago, I still remember the scene of you eating moon cakes with me! All these years, I have been thinking about it. We couldn't meet each other on the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival a few days ago, so tonight Make it up!"

Night of the full moon! ?It was the night of the full moon a few days ago?Yeah, how did he forget this?These two years, the two years when Xiu Qianmo left, how did Xiu Qianmo spend the full moon night, and how is he now?Is it okay?

Thinking of this, Feng Xuanlang's heart could not be at peace.Duan Anling noticed that Feng Xuanlang seemed to be distracted again, and immediately shouted: "Brother Xuan Lang, brother Xuan Lang!"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Feng Xuanlang came back to his senses.

"Brother Xuan Lang, why are you always distracted again and again today? Is it because you left Changyao, Jinluan Peak, and the head of the sect, do you miss it?" Duan Anling asked empathetically. road.

"Uh... that's right!"

Duan Anling happily sat down with Feng Xuanlang, picked up the mooncakes and stuffed them in Feng Xuanlang's hands, saying: "Eat the mooncakes, brother Xuanlang, you told me that mooncakes are meant to be remembered."

"Mm, good." Feng Xuanlang took the mooncake, moved it to the corner of his mouth and took a bite.And Duan Anling also picked up the mooncake and ate it, saying while eating:

"Unexpectedly, Brother Xuan Lang's room was also in purple. I thought it was only my room!"

"Your room is also purple?" Feng Xuanlang asked.

"Yeah, when I went out to find the clerk to get mooncakes, I passed by the door of other rooms and found that the decoration was also purple, so I asked the tenants here casually, I didn't expect that if I didn't ask, I wouldn't know. People are shocked." Duan Anling said with relish: "Purple □□ tone, it's not a coincidence, but a deliberate one, because, in the 'nerd inn' at home, people often see a stunning person in a purple long gown, but it's just very strange. It's strange, but this beauty is wearing a long yellow gown that doesn't match the purple tone..."

Yew man, yellow long coat!Feng Xuanlang was originally absent-minded, but when he heard what Duan Anling said, he felt a shock in his heart. He quickly grabbed Duan Anling's shoulder and asked: "Anling, you just said that in this inn, there is a Yew people?"

Duan Anling was suddenly touched by Feng Xuanlang, and she was inexplicably happy in her heart. She smiled beautifully and said: "Yes, and the most unpredictable thing is that person's gender, that person is so beautiful , So, the reason why this inn is so prosperous, I think, must have some relationship with that beautiful person?"

is it him?Could it really be him?Feng Xuanlang kept guessing in his mind, after thinking about it, he said to Duan Anling: "Anling, I have something to do, so go out for a while, and then you can go back to the room to rest!"

Without giving Duan Anling any chance to ask questions, Feng Xuanlang rushed out without looking back, leaving Duan Anling with a shocked and dumbfounded face to eat mooncakes alone.

When Feng Xuanlang came to the front desk, he saw that Boss Xiaosheng was about to return to the counter after seeing off a few distinguished guests. Feng Xuanlang immediately stepped forward, blocked Boss Xiaosheng's way, and said politely: "Boss, I want to ask you about someone."

"Oh, if you want to inquire, young master, you must abide by the rules?" Boss Xiaosheng said, rubbing his hands together as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, Feng Xuanlang put his hand into the Qiankun bag, took out a piece of silver, and stuffed it into the hands of Boss Xiaosheng.The owner of Xiaosheng received the silver taels, and asked politely: "I don't know who the young master is asking?"

"Peach Blossom Banquet, Sang Luo Wine, Purple Tone, Peach Blossom Branches! I'm asking about the yew man!" Feng Xuanlang said every word.

After listening to Boss Xiaosheng, he remained calm, still greeted him with a smile, and said, "I'm sorry, my lord, I'm not very clear about the person you're talking about! Let's return the silver taels to the original owner!"

After finishing speaking, Boss Xiaosheng stuffed the silver taels back into Feng Xuanlang's hands, and then went back to the counter to keep accounts.Seeing that the other party didn't intend to answer any questions, Feng Xuanlang was also very distressed, knowing that it would be useless to continue asking, so he walked away dejectedly.After Feng Xuanlang left, the boss Xiaosheng, who had been immersed in bookkeeping, had an indescribable smile on his lips.

Feng Xuanlang came to a remote backyard in despair, raised his head, and looked at the bright moon in the night sky covered by the slightest black clouds, and couldn't help but arouse deep thoughts about the person he missed.He could feel that maybe the person he missed was by his side, or maybe the person he missed had never left him.But, why is he unwilling to appear in front of him?

After thinking about it, Feng Xuanlang couldn't help but shouted into the sky: "Yunmo, where are you? You!"

In the deep alley, there is an inconspicuous courtyard that extends to a spacious room inside the house. Although all the furnishings are not dilapidated, they are also engraved with traces of history and the vicissitudes of time.A man in a purple gown was sitting on a rocking chair, swaying nonchalantly.In the bronze mirror in front of him, what is reflected is not the face of Yew Shan and everything in the room, but another scene, which is a backyard, and there is a man in the backyard.

Looking at the man in the bronze mirror who was shouting towards the sky, a gentle smile flashed across the originally indifferent expression of the man from Yew.In this quiet room, the dim candlelight, the light flickering of the candle, and the curling incense smoke from the countless incense burners placed on the surrounding ground contrast with each other, forming a dreamlike atmosphere.Under the background of this peerless person, it looks so prosperous and glamorous, astonishing*juechen, blurred like a dream.

At the end, just listening to the yew man lying leisurely on the rocking chair and rocking back and forth, looking at the persistent man in the bronze mirror, with a slightly pale complexion and slightly raised red lips alluring, he pursed his lips and smiled softly. road:

"Idiot!"