Although it was already dawn, the "Donglin Fang" at this time was much quieter than at night. Only occasionally, some people flew in the air, or various passenger ships were traveling against the wind.

On the way, the wind sounded slowly and asked Yu Han: "Brother, did you make up the story yourself?"

Yang Yuhan smiled and said, "No, this is compiled by an ancient man named Liang Wujun on my side."

"Oh..." Feng Sheng nodded slowly, "It's quite interesting."

Yang Yuhan smiled and said, "Do you like to listen? Then when I have time... I will tell you and Qing'er again."

The wind sounded slowly and sweetly: "Okay."

"Haha." Yang Yuhan paused, "By the way, girl, what is Qing'er's name?"

"Um..." Feng Sheng said slowly and slightly hesitantly, "I was afraid that Qing'er would remember what happened yesterday, so she didn't ask more..."

"Well. I'm not thinking about it." Yang Yuhan said with a sad expression, "Fortunately Qing'er is still young, I hope she will forget about this matter sooner."

"Yeah." Feng Sheng nodded softly, and said after a quiet moment, "Brother."

Yang Yuhan looked at her and said, "What's wrong?"

Feng Sheng asked slowly: "Did the lyrics you attached last night... were they made temporarily?"

Yang Yuhan sneered: "How can I have that ability?"

Feng Sheng said slowly, "Then how did you attach it? Your knowledge has improved again?"

"No." Yang Yuhan shook his head slightly, "I don't know what's going on. That picture... seems familiar. When she sang the first half, I remembered the remaining lyrics."

Feng Shengrang was startled, then frowned and said, "Well... This is the first time I have heard of this kind of thing. But according to my guess, it should be due to your improvement in knowledge. It's just that you have confused the memories you just obtained."

Yang Yuhann agreed: "It is indeed possible. In other worlds, we also have the sayings of 'illusion memory', and the meaning is roughly the same as what you just talked about."

"Yeah." The wind slowly responded. As the two talked, the wine bar was approaching north, so she said, "Brother, we're here" and took the rain down.

...

What a big smell of wine.

In a blink of an eye, it changed into a refreshing and refreshing fruit fragrance.

Worried about waking up the girl, Fengshouan attached a faint "wind coat" to Qing'er early.

The main body of this building is composed of nine huge stone sea bowls, which are erected in layers in a cypress tree about sixty or seventy meters high, with thick branches and thick branches, but with extremely wide open branches. The sea bowls are big and small, and the eight above are all slightly tilted, and the clear wine is gurgling down, flowing along the wooden path, either part or in combination.

On the side of the main body, there is a single otolith pot that is only more than three meters high and has a wide body and a narrow mouth. The two doors are diagonally opened below. The waiter is walking in strands and holding a golden cup and a jade plate in his hands. It should be the kitchen in this place.

Although there are fewer guests here than later, most of them are still drinking, mostly sitting on the ring of the beach outside the sea bowl, and most of them are just drinking. There are also nine small curved huge screens, which slowly circulate along the edge of the outer edge of the ring of the beach.

According to his own habit, Yang Yuhan suggested that the wind would slowly come to the southeast corner of the lowest level, and quietly greeted the humanoid squirrel about two feet tall and dressed in a waiter.

Although the little one was short, he could walk away from the wind. He put the towel on his left arm and flew in front of the two of them: "Two guests, what do you want to eat?" His tone was festive and his words were straightforward.

Yang Yuhan glanced at the dining table on both sides and smiled and said, "Just put on a bowl of fried noodles."

When the waiter heard this, he immediately felt a difficult situation: "This..."

Yang Yuhan asked: "What's wrong? Can't you do it?"

The waiter smiled a little awkwardly: "Haha. No, no. Mr. Yang, Miss Feng, our second shopkeeper specially told me last night that the two are distinguished guests and must be treated well. Otherwise... I will give you some special dishes? It's the first time you've come here, so it's better to taste fresh." As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly added, "Miss Feng and the Nvwa were prepared by us, and all the expenses for you two here... are borne by our shopkeeper."

It was early in the morning, Yang Yuhan thought of eating a little bit, but now he was in a strange place, and he was indeed quite curious about it. So he thought for a while and said, "Thank you, the shopkeepers, I'll have a lot of help."

"You are kind, please wait." The waiter smiled and retreated. As soon as he turned around, he shook a narrow flat wooden sign from his sleeve, wrote the four words "Qingzhou business" and threw it upwards. After that, he hurried forward and got into the stone pot.

Yang Yuhan looked up and saw a waiter on the top floor picking up the wooden sign. Not long after, another red rabbit demon landed in a celadon wine pot in his hand, and came to the two of them with regular behavior. He first put the wine pot with a smile, and then hugged his belly with both hands and said timidly: "My daughter farewell to Yuerong, who is the third shopkeeper of Donglinfang, who is in charge of this wine pot. Before we could get far away, please forgive me."

This rabbit demon is so beautiful that it smells so lovely that it is. It is made of a sad and crying makeup, and has a graceful figure. Even though it is in a demonic shape, it is more pleasing and sensual than most women.

As a man, Yang Yuhan naturally couldn't stand the beauty like this, so he hurriedly stood up and replied, "It's okay, don't stop the shopkeeper's words. Yang Yuhan is now, this is the slow voice of the girl."

Bi Yuerong smiled and gave a heavy tribute. After a pause, he said shyly, "Young Master, just call me Yuerong."

Yang Yuhan was slightly stunned, then he responded in a low voice: "Okay."

Seeing this situation, the wind was slow, I couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"…………………………” Bi Yuerong hesitated for a moment, avoided the slow gaze of Fengsheng, and said to Yuhan, "Young Master Yang, I heard that you are very talented. Can you write a poem with the name of your little girl?"

Yang Yuhan was stunned again, and then said "Okay". After thinking for a while, he looked around and said, "Then I will write "Wulingchun"."

"Yeah." Bi Yuerong nodded with expectation, then reached out and stopped the screen slowly on the side, pointed to a blank space and said, "You can write it here."

Yang Yuhan nodded and responded, and after brewing for a moment, he used his index finger to engrave the book on it:

"Thirty miles of wind and forest flow,

It is difficult to cover the hibiscus flowers.

Twenty feet of wine and ancient cypress,

Thaw and wait for spring to meet.

It is said that you need to borrow wine to fold flowers.

Pink sky lantern,

But the pink and beautiful flowers are in love with the red wu,

Farewell to the moon when I’m not happy at night.”

...

"Um..." Bi Yuerong stared at the poem and pondered for a while, secretly recalled it for a few turns and spoke, "This is really good. When I look back, I will learn the tune from my sister and sing it with my master."

Yang Yuhan smiled and said, "Miss is too awarded. The girl has a very exquisite question, but she answers it out loud. Just don't blame me."

"It's too late for the little girl to like it, so how can I blame the young master..." Bie Yuerong smiled as she said, "It's just that the little girl is a little uninformed and has no way to taste it. I hope the young master can dismantle it for the little girl."

Yang Yuhan smiled and nodded: "My first sentence is to compare the girl's red head to hibiscus, which means that this quiet forest cannot stop the girl's natural beauty. The frozen wine in the second sentence is a kind of spring wine, brewed for the cold winter, drink it in spring, and the scenery here is the sentence "twenty feet of wine and ancient cypress, thawing for spring". Then the following "It is said that you need to borrow wine to fold flowers, and the pink daisy reflect the sky lantern" means that if you want to make the beauty fall in love with you, you need to use wine to get drunk. The flying clouds on the beauty's face can dye the sky lantern, "How can the pink daisy love the red daisy, and don't like the night of the night, and let the moonlight illuminate the face of the girl, which corresponds to the 'red wu' that imply the sun and the moon."

"..." Bi Yuerong was happy when she heard this. After a while, she finally plucked up the courage and said eagerly, "Young Master, do you... want to see my little tail?"
Chapter completed!