Encounter God by chance

Wei Xifeng passed by Fengling City in Tanshan District and found the city's atmosphere interesting, so he walked around casually. I saw a "tea as wine" with a unique flag sign, so I went in and had a seat. Then he felt something and recited four lines of a poem he had read in his previous life.

I never thought that after hearing these four lines of poetry, the landlady would write them down and show them to her daughter.

In fact, heavy snow is falling and flying, but monks who have reached a certain level are just indifferent to this.

She came to the yard where her daughter lived and touched the ban. Her daughter knew it was my mother, opened the door, and said with a smile: "Mom, if you don't watch in the store, if the customer doesn't pay the spiritual crystal, we will lose money."

Her father looked after the store alone and always forgot to charge.

"I'll bring this back to you." The young woman hurriedly took out the jade token and said, "A young man from outside the land came into the store, drank three scoops of green ant wine, and chanted these four lines. I'm going back. Xiao'er, If you like it, come quickly!" After saying that, he disappeared.

The girl named Xiao'er took the jade token and injected some spiritual power into it, and the four lines of the poem appeared: Green Ant New Fermented Wine, Red Clay Small Stove. It's snowing tonight, can I have a drink?

She recited it twice, put away the jade plaque and stood up immediately. After going out, she locked the door with a wave of her hand. Seeing the heavy snowfall, she felt good about it, so she walked slowly towards the wine shop.

After entering the wine shop, I shook lightly and the snowflakes on my body disappeared. She went directly to the counter and sat on the high stool next to my mother, overlooking the lobby.

My mother sent a message to her: The boy by the window.

Xiao'er observed for a while without leaving any trace, and then transmitted the message: The clothes are from the Dongsheng Domain, the sword is from the Wuxian Domain...My mother, full of murderous aura, killed many...monsters not long ago!

Mother: It seems that I am pretty good at swordsmanship and can also recite poetry. Even if his level is low, he doesn't look very good either.

Before the mother had finished transmitting the message, her daughter had already picked up a plate and walked over with snacks such as spiritual fruits, Sanjin biltong and so on.

Wei Xifeng's consciousness felt a woman coming over, followed by a burst of body fragrance, and then a young girl sat opposite him.

Slim figure, charming appearance.

She put the plate on the table, took out a few small plates of wine and snacks, put them away, and put them away. He said: "Excuse me, sir! This small shop is opened by my mother. I will give you some snacks." After saying this, he looked at the other party with a smile.

Wei Xifeng had several thoughts in his mind at this time: a minority woman would give you something to eat, and if you want to eat it, you are not allowed to leave; this woman is a literary youth from a barbaric tribe and likes mainstream culture, but he plagiarized a poem Fascinated; perhaps she was simply passionate about strangers.

You can't make a joke hastily and treat her as the latter situation. Wei Xifeng made up his mind.

He clasped his hands and nodded: "Thank you, Miss! I'm downwind from Xiwei and passing through your land. If I don't understand the rules, I hope you can understand me!"

The woman also imitated him and clasped her hands together: "Little girl, that flute. My surname is Feng?! Did you compose that poem yourself?"

Wei Xifeng thought about the old woman going out and coming back, and the woman followed him in, and he already guessed a little bit. But he pretended to be surprised and asked: "What poem?"

"Green ants' newly fermented wine, small red clay stove..." Na Xiao said with a smile.

Wei Xifeng pretended to suddenly realize: "Oh, you are talking about this. I have traveled in several areas. I don't know where I heard it, but I feel that today is the right time, so..."

Na Xiao thought he was being humble. She said: "Oh? The new sea route has just been opened. Mr. Feng has traveled to several regions, probably before the sea route was opened. It's amazing! When it comes to travel, our Northern Region Feng Clan is our home all over the world. Hehe, Mr. Feng's surname is Feng. , seems to be related to our clan! I have been to all nine regions, just to find good poems and lyrics. Where have you been, Master? Why didn’t I hear anyone reciting this poem? "

There is a lot of information in her words. The Feng Clan in the Northern Territory traveled across the Nine Territories in search of poetry... Is this to compile the Nine Desolations "Book of Songs" and become a female saint?

He made up a name casually and fell into her arms.

Wei Xifeng clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry! I made a mistake in front of that girl. I have been in the Wuxian Continent, the Dongsheng Territory, and this is my first time in the Tanshan Territory. The girl just called herself the North Territory Wind Clan, a member of the North Territory Human? I just plan to go to the Northern Territory to have a look."

The flute girl looked at him with watery eyes, as if she was filled with sadness. She said: "We are the Wind Clan in the Northern Territory, but I was born in the Tanshan Territory. It is said that there is a sky fire in the Northern Territory. In the era when its spiritual wisdom first emerged, it loved to chase the Wind Tribe. Many Wind Tribe tribes were burned to ashes and annihilated. , the remaining tribes were forced to migrate. Our tribe moved here. I don’t know how many thousands of years ago it was." After a pause, she continued: "Master Wei’s surname is Feng, but he should not be from the Feng tribe. He went to the Northern Territory yes…?"

"Restart the route and travel around. This is a little wish of mine." Wei Xifeng said nonsensically: "The Northern Territory is a strange place, and I am very curious. Can the lady tell me about it?"

The flute suddenly smiled sweetly, and when he opened his hands, a tea tray, a tea box, a teapot, a teacup, a teacup and other objects appeared in his hand. She put away the wine utensils, set up the tea utensils, and while making tea, she smiled and said: "Young Master Zefeng talked about the Northern Territory, and the little girl was very happy. It would be great if the young master recited one or two poems!"

Wei Xifeng saw a pair of jade hands dangling in front of him, and his mind swayed for a moment, thinking of Luo Ziyi and Lu Zhihui, especially Luo Ziyi's hands...

Poetry? Not much else, but a lot of poetry! In his previous life, as a man of science and engineering, he had recited a lot of it when he was young. At that time, it was just a matter of swallowing the jujube and saying it smoothly, but now it comes in handy. This is how Zhuo Yinhua did it.

It was already night, and the snow fell for a while outside the window and then stopped. A full moon hung high in the sky, and the bright light merged with the white snow. There was an old plum tree by the window, with its sparse shadow slanting across the window, its young stamens proud of the snow, and its fragrance. Attack people. Wei Xifeng looked at the scenery outside and said casually: "In the cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and the fire is just beginning to turn red. The moon in front of the window is the same as usual, but the plum blossoms are different."

The flute girl was pouring tea. When her hand shook, some tea spilled on the table. She hurriedly wiped it clean with one hand. After pouring a cup, he held it in both hands and said to Wei Xifeng: "Master Feng, please have some tea!"

Wei Xifeng took it with both hands and said "Thank you so much, girl", wondering if he would drink this cup of tea and not leave? Such a beautiful and lovely woman will not suffer a loss if she doesn't let her get her way!

Wei Xifeng took a sip of tea and put it down. I just heard the girl say: "Master Feng, okay if you don't leave tonight?"

Wei Xifeng almost spit out the tea he just drank, not out of shock, but out of surprise. But he calmed down quickly. The girl might not have meant it that way.

Sure enough, the girl continued with a smile and said: "This tea is called Crescent Moon, which is just like the poem that the young master just said. I also have a few treasures, and they are all dedicated to the young master tonight. I only hope that the young master will give you a poem!"

Only then did Wei Xifeng swallow the sip of tea. When he was about to speak, he saw the girl take out a jade tablet, burn the poem "Cold Night" that she first wrote, walked to the window, and sang in a low voice:

Guests come for tea and wine on a cold night,

The bamboo stove soup is boiling.

It’s the same month before the window,

It would be different if there were only plum blossoms.

Her voice is not loud, but it is graceful, clear and melodious. All the guests were stunned!

At the counter, the old man walked up to the young woman and asked in a low voice: "What do you mean by calling Xiaoer here?"

The young woman pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Can't you see or hear? Xiao'er has not been fond of refining elixirs and medicine since she was a child. She only likes to play and sing. That boy, this is the second song. Let's play another one, Xiao'er I'm afraid there will be flowers and candles in the bridal chamber tonight. I have to go and get ready. Just look at this and remember to collect the spiritual crystals when the guests leave."

The old man was stunned on the spot! My dear daughter is going to take advantage of that inconspicuous boy so casually tonight?