Without survival pressure, the scenery of the Yellow Sand Desert is undoubtedly magnificent.

After the third update, the silver moon has reached its top. The sea of ​​sand under the bright moonlight is boundless. The bonfires that grow in the crescent-like spring bay are the only highlights to look at the four fields.

People do not need to keep warm during practice, but when lighting a bonfire during rest in the wild, it is always brighter and warmer. If you find someone out, you will be misjudged as a small monk with a low level, so that it will not cause doubts about the realm.

By the bonfire, Xie Qiutao sat on the ground, holding an iron pipa in his arms, alternating his five fingers, playing a foreign land tune from the far north.

Dangdangdangdangdang~

Xie Qiutao is a ripe person, and has a good relationship with Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye. When he met again after a long time, he was in a very good mood and played the song very happily. The pipa was very heavy and the sound was not loud, but he felt that the sound was hitting the heartstrings. Even the calm little lake next to him had slight ripples with the rhythm.

Zuo Lingquan did not study the rhythm deeply, so he could only listen to it. At this time, he listened quite vigorously. He inserted his long sword around him, holding a wine bowl, and improvised the vague stories in his memory.

Shangguan Lingye sat beside him. He rarely had such leisure time before, and he was very happy to hear it. However, in front of the younger generation, he still maintained the temperament of a noble lady, and was serious and rarely interrupted.

Tuanzi prefers lively, mainly because there are more people who like it. At this time, they roll in the sand beside the bonfire, rolling out a big circle between the three of them, and singing the song "Gujiji~Gujiji~" to the rhythm.

No matter how long the song is, it will be played. At the end of the song, Xie Qiutao put down the iron pipa, picked up the wine bowl containing the immortal wine and took a sip. He was spit out by the strong wine on his head:

"Hey~ I drank Xianren drunk at Sixiangzhai last time. I felt that the energy was not that big, and the taste was quite good."

In a word, my face turned red.

Zuo Lingquan didn't mean to pour peaches into peaches, and saw this and dissuaded:

"The last time you drank the wine brewed by the disciples of Taohuatan. This jar was written by the Lord of Taohua. Their stamina will naturally be different. Don't drink too much, otherwise it will be normal for three or five months to get drunk."

Lord Peach Blossom gave two jars of immortals to drunken. Zuo Lingquan drank several times, but he drank less than half a jar in total. Because this thing is too powerful, if Shangguan Lingye's Taoist practice does not deliberately dispel the wine, he will pour a bowl of wine. Xie Qiutao will go down a jar of wine and no one sobers up, it is not uncommon to get drunk for three or five months.

Xie Qiutao actually likes the feeling of sleepwalking in Taixu when she is drunk, but when she goes out, drinking is harmful and useless. He changed to a small sip and sips, and looked at his left and right:

"Sister Shangguan said that Sister Wu is here too, why didn't you see her?"

"Qingwan hid in the dark to protect us, and she would not show herself easily. I'll call her."

Zuo Lingquan put down the wine bowl, rose up with his sword, and flew towards the flowing clouds in the sky.

Xie Qiutao was half-believing and half-doubted about this. As Zuo Lingquan left, only two birds were left by the bonfire, and the atmosphere became silent.

Shangguan Lingye now doesn't want to talk about things related to cultivation, but he lacks accumulation in daily life. He can't find the topic, so he set his sights on the direction of Zuo Lingquan's departure and waits for the man to come back.

Fortunately, Xie Qiutao suffers from social obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he doesn't speak with others, he will feel uncomfortable all over. Seeing Shangguan Lingye didn't speak, his eyes turned slightly, and he took the initiative to sit closer:

"Sister Shangguan?"

"Um?"

Shangguan Lingye turned around and smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Xie Qiutao smiled, with a strange look on his face. He looked at Zuo Lingquan's back as he walked away and said in a low voice:

"Sister Shangguan, do you have a sweetheart?"

Tuanzi lay in front of the two of them with a slight slight silence, probably saying, "Is this still necessary?"

Shangguan Lingye has accepted his relationship with Zuo Lingquan, but when asked by outsiders, he still showed his arrogance in his bones or the shyness of his daughter. She looked unexpectedly and sneered:

"What nonsense? I am eighty years older than him, and I am the Imperial Concubine of the Great Yan. How could I have any thoughts about him?"

"I haven't mentioned Mr. Zuo yet, but I just asked if there is any lover. Sister Shangguan's answer is true."

“…”

Shangguan Lingye opened his red lips and, according to his temperament, should have been repaired, but he couldn't do it and said nothing in the end.

Xie Qiutao actually had never experienced the relationship between men and women, but she couldn't resist her being very theoretical. Seeing Shangguan Lingye agreeing, she looked like a person who had experienced it and said:

"I think Sister Shangguan talks very little. When she is with Mr. Zuo, she doesn't look like a couple at all. It must be because you can't let go."

"Um?"

"It's just that Sister Shangguan's age and Taoist practice are not equal to Zuo Jianxian, and she cannot play with her husband and wife like a couple in the world. Sister Shangguan wanted to get closer, but she was in a high position and was not easy to say it clearly. She wanted Mr. Zuo to take the initiative, but Mr. Zuo could not suppress you and could not take the initiative, so the two of them froze. Is that true?"

Although Shangguan Lingye didn't want to admit it, he thought this was really reasonable. She took a sip of wine and signaled to continue.

Xie Qiutao looks like a half-sized girl, but her expression is like a caring big sister from her neighbor's house. She said seriously:

"I want to see, this is the standard 'strong woman and weak man'. Whether in the secular world or in the practice, this kind of thing is not uncommon; for example, the son-in-law who married into a wealthy family in the secular world, and the son-in-law who came to the family of wealthy families, most of them have this situation. One wants but is difficult to explain because of his identity, and the other wants to go further but dare not be presumptuous due to his strength."

Shangguan Lingye blinked his beautiful eyes: "What should I do?"

"It's not simple, you have to give someone a chance. For example, if you drink and accidentally get yourself drunk, you will have a chance. After that, you wake up and scold them again, saying that it's not your original intention, and then make a fuss and then leave it alone. In this way, the face will be saved and the matter will be done, Sister Shangguan said, right?"

“…”

Shangguan Lingye is not stupid, he can understand the meaning of Xie Qiutao's words. But in front of Xie Qiutao, how could she nod and adopt:

"Even my master has never seen through the seven emotions of human beings, how can I summarize them in a few words? You are still young, and when you encounter such a thing, you will understand."

Xie Qiutao had a three-point drunken look on her cheeks, and she couldn't tell whether she was blushing:

"Hehe~ I haven't thought about this kind of thing. If I meet my lover, I will definitely want my parents to see it. I haven't found it, so I don't have time to think about it..."

Speaking of this, Xie Qiutao's eyes showed a bit of wandering fatigue. She was a girl's house, traveling around the world with a lonely and helpless look. Under her lively appearance, she thought she was quite tired.

It is not easy to practice. Shangguan Lingye did not ask much about this, but just picked up the wine bowl and touched Xie Qiutao gently...—

Zuo Lingquan knew nothing about the chatting by the bonfire. After he came to the clouds alone with his sword, the small pleasure boat hiding his trail floated quietly there until he got closer to see the whole picture.

Shangguan Lingye's white cat was lying on the top of the pleasure boat. The dim lights were lit in the pleasure boat. From the window, you could see a silhouette sitting cross-legged by the desk. The curves were graceful. Although the disguised clothes slightly reduced the size of the clothes, they still couldn't suppress the tension inside.

After drinking for two drinks, Zuo Lingquan was drunk, which was obviously more frivolous than usual. He fell silently on the deck without knocking on the door, and then he heard a sound when he opened the door:

"Wanwan?"

Wu Qingwan sat in front of the desk. All the case files on the table had been processed and placed neatly aside; in front of her was a string of white jade beads, which had been made and were fox's tail at the end.

The door suddenly opened, which scared Wu Qingwan to death. He quickly swept the things that could not be placed on the table below. Seeing that it was Zuo Lingquan, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said unhappy:

"Why don't you knock on the door? How much did you drink?"

Zuo Lingquan had already seen the objects on the table, and his eyes were filled with smiles. He came to the desk and looked into Qingwan's arms:

"What are you doing? Such a mysterious and mysterious?"

"Nothing." Wu Qingwan put the jade beads into her sleeves and turned her head to prevent Zuo Lingquan from approaching:

"Miss Xie is here. If you don't go with me, why are you running up to do it?"

"Drinking down there and leaving you here is not suitable, come and shout. Let's go down together."

It was boring that Wu Qingwan was alone in the pleasure boat, but she didn't follow her to explore the sand sea, not because of her makeup problem.

Wu Qingwan was wearing a camel dress and dressed up in an ordinary manner, covering up her proud figure. Her originally exquisite face also changed her appearance and looked like a passerby, but how could Wu Qingwan mind dressing like this when she went out?

The reason why she didn't follow was that Wu Qingwan's cultivation was not as high as two people and could not control the sword. When she encountered problems, she had to let Zuo Lingquan carry her back. She didn't help much and didn't want to drag Zuo Lingquan down at critical moments. It would be better to stay on the pleasure boat and help Shangguan Lingye handle some business so that Shangguan Lingye could concentrate on protecting Zuo Lingquan.

Although he thought so in his heart, Wu Qingwan did not speak in front of the two of them, but said:

"How can you see people like this? The Concubine is really good. She put on a men's clothing and went out. She dressed me so well. I saw that she deliberately refused to let me go out and helped me with work here. I didn't want to make things difficult for her, but now it seems that the bead is still too gentle. What other ideas do you have? I happened to prepare it for her on the boat."

Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan are already old couples, and they know Qingwan's character very well. She didn't force her to go on. He came up to accompany Qingwan more.

Seeing Qingwan ask about this, Zuo Lingquan had so many ideas. He was about to pick up the brush to design it, but after thinking about it, he looked at the angry Qingwan again:

"The beads are ready? Have you tried it?"

try??

How to try this...

Wu Qingwan sat on the chair, and when she heard this, her buttocks cooled down. Xianjing showed a look of alertness on her cheeks, and said seriously:

"What nonsense? How can I try this thing alone? You can't believe my skills?"

Zuo Lingquan laughed, put down his pen, and groped in Wu Qingwan's sleeve:

"This magic weapon has special effects. There is a formation inside. If you don't try it, how can you know if it's effective..."

"If you want to try it, go find her, what should I touch on me? This is prepared for her. Will I become mine after I try it?"

"Then let's make another one, I will pay the material and manual fees..."

"you……"

Wu Qingwan resisted for a few seconds and was pulled up and lay on the desk. She had no worries about doing things on Shangguan Lingye's desk. Seeing Zuo Lingquan disobedient with the alcohol, she could only turn around and press down on the hem of her skirt and beg for mercy:

"Okay, I'll make another one, let you try it in the future, right? I'm so embarrassed about my appearance now..."

There was still someone waiting below, and Zuo Lingquan was just joking with Qingwan. Seeing Qingwan give in, he naturally stopped when he saw that he was better and said with a smile:

"I like Wanwan herself, not her appearance. What's wrong with you? In my eyes, you are as beautiful as a fairy. What's wrong with it?"

Wu Qingwan finally broke free from the suppression, turned over and sat on the edge of the desk, tidied up her dress, frowned and said disgusted:

"I didn't say that I was not good at dressing up, but that you were ugly. I rushed up with a big beard, and I felt like I was watching a wild boar coming over to hunch the cabbage. I didn't want you to touch it."

“…?”

Zuo Lingquan's smile froze, thinking that Wanwan's love words were too bad, and he looked dissatisfied:

"Wanwan, you can't do this. When couples talk about growing old together, how can they mind the changes in their appearance? No, I have to correct you."

As he said that, he urged upwards.
To be continued...