The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

For a reunion dinner, Xu Wan personally cooked several dishes and warmed up a pot of wine. Sanskrit did not come over for some reason, so as to give the family some space to get along.The dishes had been arranged, and the family sat down separately. Xu Wan said first, "You don't have to be restrained for dinner."

The maid came over with soup and rice, and put them in front of everyone. Jing Lang picked up the dishes first, and everyone started to eat. They didn't talk about the food. Warmth permeates the dining room.

The meal was almost finished, the maid brought the wine, Jing Moli personally held the pot and poured three glasses, "It's always because I owe a lot, I respect you for this glass of wine."

"Nothing owes you anything, the path you choose, as long as you are happy, nothing else matters." Jing Lang looked at the eldest son. Back then, he always disliked him for his handsome appearance and lack of masculinity, but he was always He is very good, no matter whether he enters Qingyun Academy or worships Cangling, he does well. He respects grandmothers and parents, loves younger brothers, treats people kindly and does good things everywhere. Who doesn't like Jing family and neighbors?

Jing Moli smiled, "No matter where I am, I will always be the eldest son of the Jing family who walked out of the general's mansion in Yingcheng Town. I can't be with you for the rest of my life and inherit the style of the Jing family. I hope you will live a safe and long life." Live a hundred years, live a long life."

He drank three glasses of wine in a row, Jing Lang and Xu Wan drank together, Jing Hui was still young but also poured tea and drank together, even if he couldn't see each other often, he still liked this brother very much.

The wine was in full swing, Jing Lang and Jing Moli had a glass for you and I drank a glass to my heart's content. The dishes on the table were hot and hot, and the two jars of wine had bottomed out. Mo Li was in a daze of drunkenness, it was very difficult for Jing Hui to support him, "Hey, you are very heavy, walk well."

Jing Moli staggered and walked, "What's so heavy, I, Lingfeng Yushui, am like a flying feather."

"It's heavy when you're drunk."

Jing Moli hummed lightly, then shook his head, "I'm not drunk, I drink very well, I won't get drunk after a thousand cups!"

Jing Hui rolled his eyes, the drunk people always said that they were not drunk, "Let's go, let's go."

After stumbling around for a while, the door of Sanskrit's room was opened, and he came out. Seeing that Jing Moli was drunk, he stepped forward to support the other side, "Drunk?"

Jing Moli leaned on him, tilted his head and looked at him, "It's the Taoist priest, I'm not drunk, I'm fine." Turning his head and seeing the moon in the sky, he broke away from Sanskrit and Jing Hui, and walked to the yard Li, "The night is so nice."

"Let's go back and rest." Fanyin stepped forward to help him.

Jing Moli shook his shoulders, very reluctantly, and pointed at the moon, "Master Daoist, it is said that Heng'e in this fairy world is the number one beauty, have you seen it?"

Sanskrit hummed, "I've seen it."

"Is it really good-looking?"

"good."

"Is it okay?" Jing Moli looked at him with a slight frown, "That daozhang's vision is really high, even the first beauty is okay."

"What does it matter?" This appearance is all about hue, but it's just skin, even the number one beauty has nothing to do with him.

"I'll see it some other day. How is this beauty in the fairy world different from other beauties." Jing Moli leaned against the Sanskrit voice.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Jing Hui was very helpless, people who were drunk could not be treated with common sense, "The Taoist priest, he will leave it to you."

"Well, Second Young Master, don't worry." Fanyin nodded, and helped him walk to the room, Jing Hui rubbed his arms and went back to his room.

Putting Jing Moli on the bed, Fanyin took off his outer jacket, belt, and boots, covered him with a quilt, and then brought him a cup of honey water, helped Jing Moli to feed him a few sips, Jing Moli She leaned on his shoulder with sleepy eyes, looked at his side face, and put her arms around his waist, "You smell so good." She rubbed her head around.

Sanskrit put the cup aside and pulled his hand away, "You are drunk."

"Not drunk." Jing Moli was laid down on the bed, and unwillingly grabbed Sanskrit's sleeve, "Come and sleep with me."

"Sleep by yourself." Sanskrit tried to pull out his sleeves.

Jing Moli pouted, "Stingy." Holding the quilt with both hands, "Yishu will always accompany me."

Hearing Yishu murmured, Fanyin couldn't help asking, "Then who am I?"

Jing Moli opened his eyes to look at him, and smiled, "Master Dao, Master Sanskrit. It's more boring than Yishu, but he looks better than Yishu, especially the eyes."

It's not bad to recognize people, eyes, I really can't forget the phoenix eyes, "Why do you like these eyes?"

"It's beautiful! I liked it as soon as I saw it. I liked it very much." Jing Moli smiled softly, "You said that none of my phoenix eyes have phoenix eyes, but you do have them. This is too unreasonable."

Fanyin looked down at his slightly curved eyes, which looked even more peachy after being drunk, "Your eyes are also beautiful."

Jing Moli raised his hand and touched his eyes, remembering the painting that made him cry, "Master Dao, I feel like I have forgotten something very important, so important that even forgetting it will hurt my heart, so painful Can't hold back the tears."

He closed his eyes with a long sigh, a tear slowly slipped from the corner of his eye, seeing this tear clearly, Sanskrit lowered his head slightly, Jing Moli's love for Feng Guixi was so deep in his bones and souls, Even without those memories, I still can't help but feel sad.

Perseverance, obsession, it is no longer possible to describe this affection. His love for Feng Guixi has been integrated into his life and has become an instinct.

A night of drunkenness, the dream is full of beauty, the past years hurriedly passed by in the dream, but when I woke up, it had turned into nothingness.After washing up and leaving the room, Jing Moli stretched, picked a branch at random, and practiced a set of swordsmanship to move his muscles and bones.

Jing Hui looked at it for a while, and then took a branch to attack Jing Moli. Jing Moli retreated slightly, and started a fight with Jing Hui, guiding Jing Hui to make moves, counterattacking from time to time, which made Jing Hui go crazy. Sweating profusely, Fang stopped, "The sword is the weapon of a gentleman. You act impetuously and are not calm enough. Practice more and don't be lazy."

"Yes." Jing Hui wiped his sweat, his brother's swordsmanship is really powerful, "Your learning is different from what I learned, and you are a bit bullying."

"If you don't bully me, who will you bully?" Jing Moli knocked on his head, "Good boy." Throwing away the branch, Jing Moli went back to the room and washed up before leaving the door. The mantra had already been finished. Class, and accompany Jing Moli to have breakfast.

"After the fifteenth day, let's go." Jing Moli had already made plans, and understood Jing Lang Xu Wan's intentions.

"Okay." Sanskrit responded, following Jing Moli's meaning, being able to let go of this mortal relationship is also a great improvement for Jing Moli's cultivation.

Jing Hui had already showered and changed his clothes and came to have breakfast, "Let's go to Taibai Mountain to play today. The mountain is really fun. Now we can hunt chestnuts, pick wild vegetables, and many small animals."

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Jing Moli didn't agree with him, "Okay, then go to Taibai Mountain for a walk."

The Taibai Mountains are continuous, stretching between Daqin and Changsheng. In autumn, the lower part of the mountainside is still lush green, the upper part of the mountainside is already turning yellow, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round. Jinghui and several attendants rode from a Going up at the foot of the mountain, chasing rabbits and catching little squirrels along the way is a great fun.

Jing Moli and Fanyin were walking slowly on horseback. While paying attention to Jinghui's safety, they saw a clump of wild chrysanthemums blooming gorgeously by the roadside. It's perfect, but it's a pity that the killing spirit is a little heavy."

Fanyin nodded, "This is a battlefield, too much blood has flowed, and there are too many dead souls."

"So when I practiced, I didn't choose this place, but chose Cangling's side." Jing Moli tied the horse aside, "Let's go to the top of the mountain to have a look."

Sanskrit also tied up the horse, and walked up the mountain with Jing Moli, walking lightly, the figure was like lightning, dissipating in an instant and reappearing in the distance, not long after they reached the mountainside, the leaves of the trees here have almost fallen, and the ground is full of sorrow and yellow, Only a few berries are brightly colored and more attractive. From time to time, birds fly to eat the berries, and the singing of the birds is melodious.

Without staying longer, Jing Moli and Fanyin continued to walk up. Before they reached the top of the mountain, they heard the noise of several women. He Fanyin stopped in his tracks, and Jing Moli looked to the right, "This one who sings like a bird, could there be beauties on this mountain?"

"Do you want to go and see?"

"Naturally, it's so rare." Jing Moli walked over first, walked along the rocky mountain path for a while, passed through a patch of grass, and saw a forest of red plum blossoms in front of him, and the plum blossoms on the top of the mountain were already gone. When it blooms, the plum blossoms are surrounded by steam. It is a pool of warm springs. The petals of red plum blossoms fall like snow, adding to the beauty when they fall on the white snow.

Three women in blue dresses sat on the edge of the warm spring, took off their shoes and socks and immersed their feet in the water, splashing water while frolicking.

Fanyin took a look and then looked away. Jing Moli looked at them generously, and then quietly backed away with Fanyin without disturbing them. "These women should be disciples of Changsheng Kunwu Sect, right?" Jing Moli recognized them. Cang Ling's disciples wear blue clothes, while Kunwu's clothes are blue.

Sanskrit nodded, "It should be."

"This is the border between Changsheng and Daqin. It's not surprising that they came here. The scene is a bit lively." Jing Moli smiled softly, "It's worth the trip."

"I don't know, you love beautiful women." Fanyin discovered that Jing Moli often mentioned beauties. He is already old, and it is time for ordinary men to marry a wife and start a family, but he should not be so greedy for sex since he was a child.

Jing Moli glanced at Sanskrit in a strange way, "Who doesn't like this beautiful woman, wine and beautiful scenery." Suddenly realized, he smiled apologetically, "I forgot, the Taoist master cultivated the way of Bodhi." The Tao is to be ruthless and desireless, but it is a pity that such a person as the Taoist is ruthless, which is really regrettable.

Fanyin's eyes drooped slightly, yes, he practiced the way of Bodhi, kept a pure mind, and eliminated emotions/desires. He could walk among the six realms, but how could he be truly ruthless and heartless?