After eating two large bowls of rice, Nangong Ruyu left the Qingxu courtyard with Xiaohua's little hand, and the two of them walked towards the small bluestone courtyard where Li Ye lived.

"Sister Xiaohua, did you say that the master will be back soon?" Nangong Ruyu, who was holding Xiaohua, raised her head and asked.

"He will definitely come back. I will take you back to sleep. When you wake up, he will come back." Xiaohua looked at her and smiled.

"That's right, master will not lie to Yu'er." Nangong Ruyu said with a smile.

Xiaohua looked at her and smiled and said: "Tomorrow, let the master take us to play in the mountains and pick some flowers back."

When Nangong Ruyu heard this, she immediately laughed, clapped her hands and said, "Okay, Yu'er hasn't been to the mountains for a long time!"

...

Ming Hui looked at the lonely Li Ye and comforted her: "Since they have left the unknown place, it means that there will be a time when they will meet again. Junior brother, you don't have to be so sad."

Li Ye looked at him blankly and asked softly: "Brother abbot can't come back, aren't you sad, senior brother?"

Ming Hui was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Since he has left, it means that he has found his direction. Why should I be sad? Didn't you say that there is no one there now?"

Nodding, Li Ye replied: "It is indeed deserted. I think everyone who can leave has already left."

"In that case, why should I be sad? Junior brother, you have to be more open-minded. When you are alive, you must learn to face the pain of separation all the time. Didn't this old monk tell you?"

Minghui thought of the old monk at the Great Buddha Temple, looked at him and asked.

"Master said, it's just one thing to understand, but another to be sad!" Li Ye thought to himself. If everyone could understand and let go, there wouldn't be so many troubles in the world.

"The road to practice is very long. Junior brother, you have to learn to convince yourself so that it won't be too painful." Minghui couldn't convince him, so she could only reason with him.

Li Ye turned his head, looked at Qingxu, and continued to ask: "Master, isn't it uncomfortable?"

"Why should I feel uncomfortable?" Qingxu looked at him and asked.

"By the same token, none of the uncles and senior brothers in the temple can come back?" Li Ye thought to himself, master, you are just pretending to be confused.

Qingxu looked at the drunkard opposite, frowned and replied: "Like your senior brother, they have already left that place, why should I feel uncomfortable? You should ask this guy if he feels uncomfortable if he can't brew the wine he wants.

Uncomfortable."

The drunkard ignored him. He was thinking about what happened to Li Ye and he needed to think.

Qingxu looked at the appearance of the two of them and thought that these were also two idiots, both suffering from love.

Minghui chanted in a low voice.

From love comes sorrow,

Fear arises out of love.

If you are separated from the one you love,

No worries and no fears.

"Junior brother, you have understood this truth for a long time, why are you making things difficult for yourself?"

Li Ye looked at him blankly and said with a wry smile: "I can't let it go just yet. I'll make my senior brother laugh."

"If you could look away, you would no longer be my junior brother!" Minghui looked at him and said with a smile.

Qingxu looked at the three people in front of him and said quietly: "Whether it is Shura Kaiyu or another heavenly realm, for those of us who practice, it is a new beginning, which means we have new hope for life.

, a life with hope is the dream we pursue.”

"A life with hope is our dream. Well said!" After hearing this, the drunkard burst out laughing.

Qingxu continued: "It's the same as this guy making wine, because every time he makes wine, he hopes to make a different taste. This waiting process is actually a kind of hope."

Li Ye finally knew that this guy was really the legendary drunkard. There is essentially no difference between a person who is crazy about drinking and a person who is crazy about practicing swordsmanship. They both want to do one thing to the extreme and pursue perfection.

Just like practicing Zhanxue by yourself.

"It's indeed the same truth. Master is absolutely right." Looking at Qingxu, Li Ye said seriously.

Qingxu laughed.

Li Ye's mood relaxed slightly, and he didn't expect Qingxu to continue: "If all practitioners in the five realms understand this truth, how can there be only a very few people who can practice to the nine tribulations and then ascend?"

Thinking of Bai Susu, Lao Yuan and others who left that year, Li Ye couldn't help but say: "There are also practitioners who have practiced for thousands of years, and then heard the Tao and entered the Tao, and they broke through the void and ascended."

Qingxu smiled and said: "After all, they are a very small number, aren't they?"

"Junior brother, everything is about fate. Since you can meet a drunkard here today, it means that your fate is deep. I don't know if you really want to brew a few vats of wine to make senior brother addicted."

Li Ye was silent when he heard this.

The drunkard looked at Li Ye and said after a moment of silence: "It's a pity that I don't have any wine. I drank all the wine and sold it for gold coins. Otherwise, I want you to try and see what delicious food in the world is."

Li Ye looked at the three of them, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and then laughed bitterly.

He reached out and took the wine glass in front of the three of them, took some warm water and scalded the wine glass. Then he paused for a while, took out a wine jar and put it on the table, looking at it intently, as if he was watching Mu Mu on Tianshan Mountain.

"This jug of wine was given to me by my eldest brother when I was nine years old. We drank half of it, and now there is only half the jug left." Unknowingly, Li Ye was about to turn eighteen.

Qingxu didn't understand what he meant.

Minghui was even more confused after hearing this.

Only the drunkard was in a daze looking at the half jar of wine in front of him. He was so demented that he couldn't speak for a long time.

"This...is this the half jar of wine?" The drunkard's words were unclear, and his expression was extremely excited, as if he had seen his lover who had left him.

Li Ye glanced at the drunkard, looking a little lonely. He moved his mouth but didn't speak. He just poured half a glass of wine into the glasses of the four of them.

He murmured: "Not long ago, there was a person who told me that there is a kind of wine called "Drunk Life, Dreams and Death". After drinking it, you can forget everything you have done before."

He raised the wine glass in front of him, put it under his nose and sniffed gently, then nodded with satisfaction. After all these years, the wine still tastes the same as before.

No, it should be said that there is a hint of age in it.

"She said that the biggest trouble people have is that they have a good memory. How happy would it be if I could forget everything and every day would be a new beginning?"

Ming Hui nodded and responded: "Having a good memory is indeed a major pain in life."

"It's just that after I drank that drunkenness, I really forgot everything. From then on, a woman's name was always engraved in my heart..."

Li Ye thought of Nalan Yu in that year, Hua Tianxia in that year, and the pain of the two being unable to be together because of the incident with the second prince. In the blink of an eye, he thought of Mu Mu who had left.

"She never said she liked me...there are some words that I don't have to say. I just wanted her to say one thing, but she never refused to say it. She loves me too much."

Thinking of Mu Mu's kindness to him, Li Ye took a sip and felt drunk.

"...If feelings can determine victory or defeat, I don't know if she will win, but I know very well that from the beginning, I lost."

As he spoke, Li Ye's eyes began to blur. He reached out to pick up the wine jar and poured wine into the four glasses on the table.

In just an instant, a kind of flower wine, a kind of wine fragrance, and a smell that Li Ye couldn't describe spread out.

According to the meaning in his heart, this indescribable taste should be the taste of time.

The drunkard stretched out his slender left hand, like a woman's left hand, and gently picked up the wine glass in front of him, as if he was holding his lover's little hand.

Looking at Qingxu and Minghui, he said quietly: "You two will know after drinking."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.

When Ming Hui saw it, she had no choice but to pick up the wine glass in front of her, toasted to Qingxu and Li Ye, and poured the glass of "Drunken Life and Dreams" into her mouth.

Li Ye carried the wine jar and poured wine into the cup, then hugged the wine jar and said: "I will leave the last few glasses of wine to Brother Nalan, and let him taste the drunken dream life of that year after he comes down the mountain.

"

The wine addict stared at him blankly. He had already tasted the taste of the wine, which was the drunkenness that he could no longer brew. It was the wine that was brewed in the year after the lover of his life left.

"The best way to avoid being rejected is to reject others first. But although I understand this truth, I still can't do it! I can only try my best to be nice to her. I never thought that she would leave me.

It’s a pity that we can’t go back.”

"One night I suddenly understood that in fact, being drunk and dreaming is just a joke. The more you wonder if you have forgotten someone, the clearer you remember it."

At this point, Li Ye burst into tears and burst into tears.

"I once heard someone say that when you can no longer have it, the only thing you can do is to make yourself not forget it."

Li Ye raised his wine glass again. This time Minghui, Qingxu and Jiuzhi also raised their wine glasses. Li Ye looked at the three people's faces. He knew very well that if he drank this drink again, he would fall drunk in this city, but

, he can no longer care about this at this moment.

When he drank his first cup of "Dream of Drunkenness", he thought of the young lady on Phoenix Mountain. The strong drink entered his throat like a flame, burning his chest and abdomen, and also burning his soul.

Now that he was drunk and dreaming again, what he was thinking about was the Mu Mu who had always been by his side and never abandoned him, but now he had to leave.

The Buddha said that it is better to keep the mind still than to keep the mind still. How can one keep the mind still? But the current situation and the reaction in the body seem to be impossible. How can one control the body without thoughts?

He raised his head and drank the drunkenness in the glass, then closed his eyes. There was still pain in his throat, chest and abdomen, and the second glass of wine seemed to turn into a knife, rushing through his body.

That blazing flame finally bloomed a flower in the depths of his soul. In a moment, the flower that blossomed out of drunkenness and dreams spread out and turned into the face of Mu Mu when he was a child.

Before Qingxu could speak to Jiu Chi and the others, Li Ye had already passed out drunk on the table, lying on the table unconscious.

The drunkard looked at the drunk Li Ye, grinned, put away the few glasses of drunkenness that were left, and said with a smile: "I always have the same dream countless nights... I think

, maybe in the previous life, I just put on a piece of clothing for you."

"Before, I thought that two people who love each other must be together, but now I understand that keeping someone in my heart is nothing more than that..."

But when he said these words, Li Ye could no longer hear him. He was already drunk in front of the three of them.

He is looking haggard and haggard right now.

When the drunkard said these words, he didn't look at Qingxu or Minghui, he just stared at the vat of wine on the table.

I don't know if he was talking to himself, to Li Ye, to Qingxu and Minghui, or to the lover who had left him.

"Do you think it's strange that she doesn't pay attention to me and always keeps silent? She clearly wants something in her heart but refuses to say it out loud." Jiuzhai looked at the two of them blankly and said lightly.

But when he said these words, his eyes were already red.

Qingxu has known Liquor for an unknown number of years. She always thought that he was a man who only liked to make wine and get drunk. Unexpectedly, only today did she realize that his heart is actually so delicate...

The drunkard looked at Li Ye who was drunk at the table, feeling a little lonely and confused. He whispered softly: "Are you the one who has seen all the loneliest loneliness, the loneliest loneliness, the most helpless helplessness, and the most vicissitudes of life?
Chapter completed!