The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

Another year of spring comes, the spring breeze blows a hundred flowers, and the city of Suzhou is full of colorful brocades. It is located on the huge Liuhong Lake in the center of the city.As the evening approaches, Liuhong Lake is even more sparkling in the setting sun. On a quiet lakeside, dense willow branches hang down in the water, creating countless ripples with the wind. A pavilion near the lake, half leaning against the lake and mountains, shows the beautiful scenery of the mountains.

In the gazebo, Fu Ziyuan was making tea, while Hanchen and Fanyin were standing by the pavilion to enjoy the scenery. Fu Ziyuan fanned the fire, "Master, didn't you say that there is a demon dragon at the bottom of Liuhong Lake?" Finally remembering to bring himself, Fu Ziyuan was quite excited along the way.

Han Chen didn't look back, and responded, "Yes, you want to go to the bottom of the water to meet?"

Fu Ziyuan looked at the lake water, "Forget it, my disciple's water quality is not very good." Seeing that the water was boiled, he picked up the kettle and poured the boiling water into the teapot, made a full pot of tea, and then poured three cups , "Master, Taoist priest, let's drink tea."

Hanchen turned around and took a sip of tea, "Looking at the beauty of spring, it should be drinking." He picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Fanyin, "Look at the flower boats in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion over there, it's not as good as ours." Go shopping?"

Sanskrit took the tea and glanced at him, "It's disrespectful to be old."

Hanchen turned his head and looked at Fu Ziyuan, "Sure enough, it is more troublesome to take the apprentice out, and you have to take into account the face of being a master."

The corner of Fu Ziyuan's mouth twitched slightly, "If the master wants to go, don't worry about the disciple, the disciple is very sensible."

"Good boy." Han Chen put the empty cup on the table, and Fu Ziyuan filled it up obediently.

Fanyin looked at the lake in front of him, Moli mentioned several times before that he wanted to come to Sucheng for a drink, but unfortunately he missed it all the time, and when he left, they would not have time to come to Sucheng in the future, if Moli could see the softness of the city He must be very happy with Liu Jiao's flowers and green water. There are so many flower boats and Chu pavilions, he might have to sneak around for three days and three nights before giving up.

Han Chen took a look at him, who was still preoccupied, and counted with his fingers, Mo Li had been away for ten years, and this Sanskrit was still the same, half dead, Hanchen bumped the Sanskrit lightly with his shoulder, "I said, our Sanskrit God, can you say a few more words?"

"say what?"

Han Chen blinked, "Forget it, you can continue."

A flower boat slowly rowed from a distance, the singing of Lingling zither was very pleasant, the fragrance of flowers and powder came with the wind, Sanskrit could not help but frowned slightly, two dancers in pink came out of the cabin, stood Looking towards the pavilion from the bow of the boat, when the boat was approaching, the dancers waved the handkerchiefs in their hands, "Three gentlemen, come and sit on the boat, listen to the songs, watch the dances, and have a few glasses of fine wine." . " Yingsheng Yanyu is very attractive.

Han Chen looked at them with a smile, and shook his hand in response, "Hi, girl."

"Young master is really good-looking, come on board." The dancer smiled coquettishly.

"No, no, it's still early." Han Chen raised his eyebrows a little frivolously.

The dancer covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "My lord, you don't care if it's early or late when you get on the boat."

Han Chen still shook his head, the flower boat went away slowly, two dancers entered the cabin, the cabin was very spacious, the luthier and the singer were playing the piano and singing, there was a colorful bead curtain, behind the bead curtain was a soft couch table , a son leaned there, holding a wine glass in his right hand, with a romantic posture, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of peach blossom charm.

The dancer stepped forward and saluted, "Master, they won't come on the boat."

"It's okay, I'll invite you later." She said slowly, with a slight smile in her soft voice, "The dance just now was good, let's continue."

"Yes." The dancer smiled sweetly, turned around and posed, and danced again following the singing.

The young man on the seat flicked his wrist and shook the wine glass in his hand. The wine was gently rippling in the glass. He turned his head and looked out the window. The sunset was completely submerged behind the mountain peak, and night was about to fall.

On the pavilion, Han Chen watched the flower boat go away with some regret, "Those two dancers look good-looking, and their piano and singing are also good. It's really a pity that they didn't go up."

"You can catch up now."

Han Chen smiled, "Hey, I'm not a person who values ​​sex over friends, it's almost dark, let's go to a restaurant for dinner, and then go shopping."

"Master, I haven't finished this pot of tea yet, let's go eat after drinking it." Fu Ziyuan hurriedly offered them another cup.

Sanskrit turned around and sat down, "Don't rush to eat, just sit down."

When we left the pavilion, it was completely dark, and the flower boats on the lake were lit up with red lanterns, and the lights around the lake were also lit up, and the reflection of the lake water was also a bustling scene.Han Chen found a rather distinctive restaurant by the lake, they arrived late, the restaurant was full and they had to wait outside for the shopkeeper to arrange seats.

The restaurant is located in a very lively Huajie street, pedestrians are constantly coming, it's not the horses and horses coming, the horses roaring and the cars make people avoid the crowd, Fanyin stands on the side of the street and looks at the pedestrians on the street, watching all kinds of living beings, suddenly A carriage passed slowly in front of him, the wind gently raised the window curtains, and the lights in the carriage were on, vaguely showing the appearance of a person.

Shocked, Fanyin looked again in surprise, the car curtain fell and there was no one there, Fanyin stepped forward and wanted to step forward, Hanchen grabbed him, "Finally there is a place, let's go in quickly." After entering the restaurant, Sanskrit turned around and looked outside the door, the carriage had gone far and merged into the crowd.

The light is dim, it must be his illusion.

After dinner, the Sanskrit voice Ren Hanchen took him for a walk on the Flower Street, the voices of Yingying and swallows called each other, and the streets were full of brightly colored lights, Fu Ziyuan looked left and right and found it quite novel.Suddenly a little girl carrying a flower basket stood in front of them, picked out a peach blossom from the basket, and handed it to Fanyin, "My lord, this peach blossom is for you."

"Thank you, my heart." Sanskrit didn't pick up the peach blossoms.

The little girl smiled and said, "The ones that don't need money are given to you by that young master." The little girl pointed to the Hualou on the upper right with her hand that was clinging to the peach blossom.

Fanyin looked up, only to see the lights reflecting each other, a young man in red clothes was leaning on the railing, unparalleled in jade, with peach blossom eyes, red lips slightly twitching and smiling, looking this way, Fanyin was stunned.

Hanchen and Ziyuan looked curiously, and blurted out a name, "Jing Moli!"

He woke up with a startled Sanskrit sound, he blinked and looked again, the young master was still there, it was not a hallucination.

"Three young masters, please." The two dancers who had just met came to them, led them into the flower building, and went straight to the second floor to a private room.

Stepping into the private room, Sanskrit's heart beat restlessly, his eyes anxiously searched for the familiar figure, only a few soft spots could be seen, the young man in red leaned against the beauty, and the beauty brought the cup directly to the young man's lips. While feeding him to drink, he felt very comfortable and comfortable.

"Seventh Elder, why are you here?" Fu Ziyuan looked at the flamboyant young man in red in a daze.

Han Chen calmed down a bit, and lightly pulled the Sanskrit voice, "He is a mortal."

It was only then that Sanskrit noticed that the young man in red didn't have any demonic or ghostly aura in his body, he was completely a mortal, except that his face looked like Mo Li's.

The young man in red waved his hand lightly, "The three of you don't need to be formal, just sit as you please."

Han Chen looked at him carefully, "I still don't know how to call the young master?"

The young man in red showed his face, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "Excuse me, my surname is Li, my name is Huang, Li Ren's Li, faint green Huang Huang."

"People from Sioux City?"

"Passing by here, visiting for a few days, I saw the three of you on the lake, and I thought they had a good relationship, so I invited them." Li Huang sat up straighter and asked the beauty to pour wine for them.

Han Chen sat down generously, and Fu Ziyuan sat down after seeing the strange scene. Fanyin still stared at Li Huang, wearing this red dress with a detached look, which made him look even more stunning. Years, the last ten years after leaving, even reincarnation should not be so fast.

"Young master, please sit down." Li Huang looked at Fanyin with a smile, and Fanyin sat down slowly with this bewitching smile.

"Young master is 20 years old?" Han Chen continued to ask.

Li Huang nodded slightly, "That's right, my lord has good eyesight." His eyes fluttered, "I have seen the world before, but the looks I have seen in the past are not as good as the three, tsk tsk, are you immortals relegated to mortals?"

"Oh? Young Master is interested in immortals?" Han Chen smiled, "How about recommending a good place for Young Master to practice?"

Li Huang waved his hands, "Farewell, I feel a headache when I read the scriptures and morals, and my practice is hard, it's not suitable for a swinger like me." dancing.

Han Chen has observed Li Huang for a long time, and saw that although he described him as Mo Li, his frivolous and bewitching behavior was not at all like the graceful and gentle Mo Li. He looked like a mortal on the Lingtai, "He is not Mo Li."

Sanskrit's eyes didn't leave Lihuang either, Hanchen didn't know about Moli when he was a demon, but he knew it very well, when he first met Moli, he liked to drink and listen to music in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, romantic and elegant Not a lowly womanizer.

Even though he could clearly see that the person in front of him was a mortal, Fanyin still felt something was wrong, except for this red dress, this Lihuang actually resembled Jing Moli back then.

He picked up the wine glass, the wine in the glass was fragrant, it was not green bamboo wine but jade red wine, "Do you like to drink green bamboo wine?"

Li Huang shook his head, "The green bamboo wine is too thin, I like to drink more mellow."

"Young master, do you like peony?"

Li Huang thought for a while, "Peony, it's not bad, I don't have a particular preference for this flower," he smiled softly, "There are some words about beauties, I like pretty ones, the more beautiful the better." His eyes lightly He turned around Fanyin's body, looking extremely frivolous.

"I'm like this?" Fanyin pointed out his meaning even more bluntly.

Li Huang nodded briskly, "Well, it's good that you are like this."

Fu Ziyuan almost spit out his wine, but he endured it, his eyes widened, what happened to the Daoist priest today?In the current scene, is this Li Huang molesting the Taoist priest, or is the Taoist priest molesting this Li Huang?

Hanchen rolled his eyes and pulled Fanyin's sleeve, "He's not Moli, don't admit it wrong." He's a frightened person, even if he had the chance, he wouldn't come back so soon, and he's so flamboyant appearance.

Fanyin kept his eyes on Lihuang, and said word by word, "My name is Fanyin, and I'm also Feng Guixi, do you know these two names?"