Fantasy: The Lolita I picked up turned out to be Dao

"What are you talking about?" At this time, Ruohang and Jomo also came to the kitchen.

"No one else, let's chat with each other." Luo Qin said, "Just in time, the dishes are all ready, you guys move your hands and bring the dishes to the backyard. Then move a few jars of wine."

"I'm going to move the wine." Qiao Mo said, first out of the kitchen, and ran to the cellar where Luo Qin's wine was stored.

Several people came to the kiosk in the backyard with the food and wine, and put the food and wine on the table.

The mutton soup was simmered by Luo Qin in a small stove, steaming.The mutton has been cooled thoroughly, and it is as clear as a gelatin.The dumplings are placed on the side of the mutton, with fillings of various flavors, salty, sweet, meat, and vegetarian.Then there are pickled radishes, hot and sour dishes, which are today's dishes.

Scoop a bowl of mutton soup, sprinkle with chopped green onion, Luo Qin tasted it first, the taste is just right, all the flavors from the mutton bones are stewed out, and the taste is rich.Then I took another bite of mutton. The steamed mutton melted in my mouth, and it was full of meaty flavor when dipped in the sauce.

After drinking a bowl of mutton soup, eating two mouthfuls of meat, and drinking another glass of wine, Luo Qin felt relieved for a while.

Looking at the other three, they all ate with great joy.

In the night sky, a new moon has just risen, and the crescent crescent hangs on the horizon, full of timidity, as if afraid that any cloud will come and say goodbye to tonight.

In the pond, the lotus has already left the stage, leaving only the lotus leaves to prepare for the coming year's event.The fish hid under the leaves half asleep and half awake, and would be frightened by a dead leaf falling into the pond at any time and run away.

In the surrounding grass, autumn insects are singing, praising love, or sighing the growing bleakness.

Luo Qin and the three of them ate, drank, chatted about the world, and before they knew it, they turned the topic back to cultivation.

For some reason, Ruohang and Qiao Mo discussed the meaning of cultivation.Luo Qin and Yan Qingxuan listened quietly.

"You're right," Qiao Mo said to Ruohang after taking a sip of his wine, "Those cultivators say that cultivation goes against the sky, they compete with the heaven and the earth for creation, and the sky and the earth are angry, so they bring calamity. This is a bunch of nonsense."

"Actually, I said Mr. Qiao, if you hadn't met Mr., you would be one of those nonsense people now, right?"

"That's true. I don't think my countless years of cultivation are as useful as the few months I've known you." Jomo said, "So I should offer a toast to you."

As he spoke, Qiao Mo picked up the wine glass, walked up to Luo Qin, respectfully offered a glass of wine, and after clinking glasses with Luo Qin, Qiao Mo drank it down first.

Luo Qin just took a sip, and then said with a smile: "You two, one is talking about reconciliation, and what I'm talking about is my cultivation experience, but you have discussed it for so long, are you tired? How about Like Miss Yan, drinking wine and watching the moon, how comfortable it is."

"It's really strange to say that the master obviously doesn't know how to cultivate, but he can make us improve by leaps and bounds," Yan Qingxuan said, "If the master can practice, what will this look like?"

"Qingxuan, what nonsense are you talking about? Mister, why don't you know how to practice? It's just that you are not born, if you are born, you will be able to control this world." Qiao Mo said.

"Old Joe was joking." Luo Qin took another sip of wine, "Today I want you all to do some things without cultivating, although they are trivial, but they are the things that ordinary people do every day. Days, years, It was among these ordinary things that passed. Yan Chu saw King Xuan of Qi, spoke his mind, and then refused King Xuan’s invitation, and returned to the mountains and forests. I told you too."

"Mr. told the "Warring States Policy" when he was teaching the children. He said it was the story of the world where he used to be. I am afraid that Mr. Qiao and Ms. Qingxuan have never heard of it." Ruohang said.

"It's okay, you are all curious about my cultivation, and sometimes I am also curious," Luo Qin said, "I used to think, if I really have cultivation, what would be the thing I would do the most? After thinking about it, it may be more convenient to go back and forth when going to Luoxia Town. But now, it only takes half a day to go to Luoxia Town, and I don’t feel tired after walking back and forth. If you want to go out and have a look, or You can go to many places on horseback or on foot. If you want to become a monk, you just want to see more places and spend more time on your own."

"If you let the monks outside hear what you said, I really don't know what it will be called," Ruohang said, "Just say that my master is okay now. In the past, he only knew about cultivation and never slacked off. people."

"Miss Yan is also like this. I still remember what she once said to me. I dare not slack off every day, but I can't find what it is for cultivation." Luo Qin said, "Miss Yan said at that time that cultivation is only for longevity. , but this road is full of bones, but the end of that road has never been seen."

"That was not long after I met Mr. for the first time."

"That's right, now that your cultivation has made a qualitative breakthrough, what do you see now?"

"To be honest, sir, I still haven't seen anything." Yan Qingxuan said with a smile, "But what's the matter?"

"That's right, so what the hell!" Luo Qin laughed loudly after hearing Yan Qingxuan's answer.

"So that's how it is." Looking at Luo Qin's smiling face, Yan Qingxuan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she understood something immediately, "Mr. is indeed still Mr.!"

"However, in the dark, there is a definite number, even for me, sometimes it is difficult to escape, even if the definite number was born in my heart." Luo Qin put down his wine glass, took out a small wooden box from under the stone table in the small pavilion, opened it Finally, there are the Four Treasures of the Study, "I had a hunch, but today you asked me about my cultivation, I'm afraid this is a definite number."

Neither Ruohang nor Qiao Mo knew what Luo Qin meant, but Yan Qingxuan seemed to understand what Luo Qin meant.

Thousands of miles away, Yuxian'er in the Forgotten Bamboo Forest is also staring at the crescent moon in the sky at this moment, as if feeling something in her heart.

Luo Qinping spread out the rice paper, Yan Qingxuan stepped aside at this time, did not grind ink for Luo Qin as usual, and even held Ruohang who was about to go forward to grind ink.

Luo Qin picked up the ink and grinded it finely in the inkstone until the ink was thick, then took the brush and dipped it in the ink, and began to write on the rice paper.

"The autumn wind is gradually, and tomorrow will not have the face of yesterday. The face of yesterday, the sad song is unforgettable, and the mood is sleepless.

The rest of my life is trapped in the wine in the gazebo, but I worry about it year after year.Year after year, looking for yourself, why bother to strive for beauty. "

As the last stroke fell, a different kind of aura gradually rose from Luo Qin's body.

Ps:

Let me talk about Luo Qin's state of mind here, or some of the author's own feelings.

I really like to write some texts about love, so I wrote the role of Yuxian'er.But to be honest, I still haven't found my favorite feeling between Yuxian'er and Luo Qin.

While writing today's chapter, I think I have found some reason, and that is time.

Compared with ordinary people, Luo Qin and Yu Xian'er have almost unlimited time, so now Luo Qin and Yu Xian'er are temporarily separated, and even separated from Qianqian for a long time.But for infinite time, that is just a short moment.

But mortals are different, youth is only so ten years, life is only so short decades.Youth is perishable, and beauty is easy to grow old, so every moment about love is precious.

It is precisely because of the preciousness of time that every meeting, every parting, and every event is meaningful and unique.

This may be the beauty of mortal love, and it is also the place I cannot express here.

Precisely because it is short, and it is precisely because there are only a few short and hasty decades in this life, the love of mortals will be more beautiful.That's why, when Luo Qin said, "It's nothing more than seeing more places and spending more time on my own." In fact, the activities in my heart were filled with sadness, because the beauty of love seemed to be diluted by the long time. up.This is what I wanted Luo Qin to say but didn't say in the end.