What are you making a fuss about?

what. "

"Plum wine."

Xie Xiao rubbed his eyes and shook the sand off his body.

Jing Yun asked: "How do you know that Meixiajiu is in the palace?"

"Ghost rosin and blood bodhi, you can find Bai Xiaosheng, these things are in the palace, how did you know." Jing Yun didn't believe that he had eyes and ears in the palace.

Xie Xiao also squatted beside Jing Yun, "I guess, there is a custom of burying wine in some places. When a son is born, the champion red is buried, and when the daughter is born, the daughter red is buried, and they are dug out to drink when they get married."

"I lied to you last time, and seeing that your reaction was not right, I knew I was in the palace."

Jing Yun gritted his teeth, Xie Xiao said again: "If it is used as medicine, the alcohol should be as old as the recipient..."

"Okay, I get it." Jing Yun lowered his head, feeling really bad about being calculated, he doesn't even want to see Xie Xiao now.

"Are you really angry?" Xie Xiao asked cautiously.

"That... just happened to see that 'asking for help' in Xie Ling's bibliography... Oh, just forget it if you don't like it, and I will definitely not mention it in the future."

Jing Yun still ignored him, buried his head and continued to poke the soil around the flagon with a branch.

"I beg you, please... Lan Yin, please..."

"You don't need to beg me, you get out of the way." Jing Yun frowned, "It's blocking me."

"How long will you dig like this?" Xie Xiao sighed.

"Use a dagger, here." Xie Xiao pulled away the dagger pinned to his waist.

Jing Yun raised his head slightly, and it was the dagger inlaid with purple jade again, but he just looked at it and didn't pick it up.

"Or you get out of the way and I'll do it." Xie Xiao stretched out his hand to Jing Yun. "stand up."

Jing Yun rolled his eyes at him, Xie Xiao didn't wait for him to hesitate, bent down and pulled him up.

"Sit aside and wait."

Plum wine 7

"This is the last blind medicine." Jing Yun stood up and patted the dirt on his hands.

Xie Xiao sighed, "Yes, it's almost over..."

"you……"

"Don't worry, I'm sure, nothing will happen again."

Jing Yun didn't believe it, and couldn't help asking: "What the hell is Yuyan? When did you find out that it was wrong?"

Xie Xiao's body froze, and he said after a while: "A long time ago..."

"Before entering the palace?" Jing Yun glanced at him.

"Yes……"

There was a chill behind Jing Yun's back, it was so early, he entered the palace on purpose, it made people terrified to think carefully.

Xie Xiao pulled the pot of wine out of the ground, and gently brushed the dust off the pot.

"In the year of the blood moon, many people died that year, and those who came to the valley to seek medical treatment carried a lot of yin energy." Xie Xiao took a long breath, "The human body already has a harmonious balance of yin and yang, and their yin energy is too strong, so they can It is difficult to return to the soul, almost ghostly."

Jing Yun folded his arms and looked at him, "I'm also full of yin energy, right?" That's why he used blood bodhi to suppress it.

Xie Xiao raised his eyes, "You are different from them." Even though you have a dark air, your poison is not fatal.

"and then?"

"Then, I went to Diancang Mountain and found Ghost Eye." Xie Xiao handed him the jug.

Jing Yun rolled up his sleeves and took it, "How did you know that Ghost Eye wants someone to sacrifice?"

"The family is out of school." Xie Xiao said with a smile.

That's what I don't mean to say.

"Do you know how to open ghost eyes?" Jing Yun asked again.

"It can't be opened. Last time when Songshuiyuan was loosened, the demon way opened it with a formation. We can come back after the ghost rosin is burned out. But the ghost eye is different. The ghost eye is formed naturally. If it is opened, it can't be opened." Stop it." When Xie Xiao said this, his expression became serious.

"So, you built the sitting ghost tower there to suppress ghost eyes?"

Xie Xiao frowned slightly, "Yes..." In fact, it doesn't count, the ghost building is a dead thing, there is no way to stop it.

"Ghost eyes don't belong to the Yang world, why do they appear?"

Xie Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and said with a "hiss": "Well... it can only be said that there are so many wonders in the world?"

Jing Yun: "..."

"That's what I know, I didn't lie to you at all." Xie Xiao nodded at him.

Jing Yun put the jug on the stone table, "What do you want to do when you go back?"

After waking up for so long, someone in Riyue County will always find that the time and space are wrong. It is estimated that the city is in a mess.

"Meng Qiyue and the others are guarding the Xuanming Villa, and the Zhaohui Building should be almost completed..."

Meng Qiyue was the first person to run Xuanming Villa together with Xie Xiao, an old man over fifty years old.

Drunk all day, living in a certain cave in the back mountain, usually refining medicine, can't come out easily.Jing Yun had been in Xuanming Villa for five years, but he hadn't seen him a few times.

"Open ghost eyes when you go back." Xie Xiao said.

Jing Yun bowed his head and said nothing, opened his ghost eyes, do you want to sacrifice him?

"Okay, the door is already open, don't you want to go in and have a look?" Xie Xiao came over and grabbed Jing Yun's two hands.

Just as Jing Yun wanted to stop, Xie Xiao laughed again and said, "You want to go in so dirty? Anyway, it's the palace of a former concubine, you're too disrespectful."

Jing Yun thought to himself: This is the palace of my mother and concubine.

But asked: "How can you tell that this is the concubine?"

Xie Xiao smiled, "During the journey, have you seen anything more luxurious than this palace? The windows are covered with silk, and the floor is covered with rain flower stones. Let's just say that this pool is so wonderfully built."

Xie Xiao pulled him to the pool in front of the main hall, and pressed Jing Yun's hands into the water, "I saw that this pool is connected to the water outside, it's not stagnant water, it's still clean."

"Let go of me." Jing Yun shivered from the sudden coolness in his hands.

Xie Xiao remained silent, rubbing his hands up and down carefully, Jing Yun struggled and did not break free, and the water splashed all over the place.

"Okay." Xie Xiao picked it up and shook it in the air.Then let go, Jing Yun's wrist was a little red, and he stared at him angrily.

Xie Xiao dipped his hands into the water, turned his head to Jing Yun and said, "Look back, the curtain is all made of colored glaze, and the vase on the table is made of a kind of spiritual stone. The wind chime hanging in the northeast corner is made of Nanshan maple wood. , a well-known blessing artifact in the south of the Yangtze River."

"The noble concubine's couch next to the Eight Immortals table, and the carvings on the fence armrest, one can tell that it was made by a famous treasure in Kyoto. I'm afraid it's still an orphan. It can be anything other than a favorite concubine." Xie Xiao said clearly.

There was a black line above Jing Yun's head, and he couldn't help boasting: "You really know the goods."

"Lan Yin, you lack a pair of eyes to discover beauty." Xie Xiao was quite proud, "If you observe carefully, you will find that there is a table of the Eight Immortals in the Weijin Palace of Xuanming Villa, and there is a glazed table in your Mushuang residence. Curtain, there is a couch for the imperial concubine in the main pavilion on the fifth floor of the ghost building, and the sapphire around your waist is also a spirit stone."

Jing Yun was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the blue jade pendant tied around his waist, "I've always had a question..."

Xie Xiao was obviously interested, and dried the water on his clothes, "Tell me, is there anything else you can't figure out?"

"What is the way of making money in your Xuanming Villa?" Jing Yun untied the piece of jade, and saw that the color did not seem to be cheap. He did not know how many times he had thrown and smashed this kind of jade. Every time he thanked Xiao, there was something new make up.

"Xuanming Villa is a sect that deals with drugs, do you sell drugs?"

"Not for sale, for antidote, spices, and... um... some less toxic... um... boosters."

Jing Yun: "..."

"Don't look down on me, there's a lot of knowledge here." Xie Xiao bumped Jing Yun's arm lightly, "There are some things...there is still a rationale for their existence, if it doesn't cause any big damage, There's no need to ban it."

Jing Yun was amused in his heart, "It's none of my business." What's the point of explaining to him.

Xie Xiao's expression froze, "It's this sentence again, why is it none of your business..."

Jing Yun shrugged, ignored him, turned around and walked into the house.

Since she is a favorite concubine, why did the first emperor abandon her during his southern tour.Feelings are so fragile, can't they stand a little bit of suffering?

"Look, this screen is still made of nanmu." Xie Xiao stroked it gently.

Jing Yun stared at the small plum blossom in the corner of the screen, which was exactly the same as the one embroidered on the brocade bag given to him by Concubine Xian.

"Oh...it seems to be broken." Xie Xiao's hand froze, and there was a sound of "gurgling" from behind the screen, as if something had rolled down, Xie Xiao hurried around behind.

Jing Yun: "..."

"Hey..." Xie Xiao let out a long breath, "This..."

"Take it out." Jing Yun said.

"This is... you?" Xie Xiao walked out holding a group of scrolls.One has been unraveled, hanging from his arms to the ground.

In the painting, a short child stands under a plum tree, with plum petals sprinkled on his light yellow long coat, the child stares blankly at the snow field, the seal of the former emperor is on the lower left corner of the painting, painted by Yu Cheng Through the winter of 26 years.

"This is when you were a child?" Xie Xiao put the things on the Eight Immortals table just now, and unfolded the scroll.

Jing Yun frowned, he didn't remember when he was painted by a painter.

"It's the calligraphy of the late emperor." Xie Xiao praised.

Jing Yun felt a strange feeling in his heart. In his impression, his father had always been lukewarm to him. In the first few years, he didn't even want to see him. It didn't seem like he would give him a portrait.

"You looked like this when you were young." Xie Xiao unfolded another picture.

In the painting, Jing Yun is sitting on the swing in the Kunning Palace. This Jing Yun remembers that Jing Zhao was standing under a tree opposite to catch cicadas, and Jing Yun was sitting on the swing and watching him.

"You don't look very happy." Xie Xiao looked at the painting carefully.

"En." Jing Yun responded, no one would be happy to be called out to bask in the sun in the yard on a hot day.

Jing Yun turned his face away, knowing that these paintings were drawn by his father for Concubine Yun, and had nothing to do with him.

Xie Xiao was in high spirits and read over a dozen paintings one by one.

"Lan Yin, you were much cuter when you were young than you are now." Xie Xiao smiled.

Jing Yun glared at him, "Oh, put it back."

"Okay, okay, put it back for you."

"You got the things, let's go back."