Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 201 The Adventure of the Lake Pavilion

Hearing this cry, Wei Yi hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound in the distance.

I only saw that it seemed to be a literati.

Although he was only wearing a long robe, and it was a little whitish after washing, he was very energetic.

There is more spirit.

However, another surprise is that the energy in him is not like that of court literati, which is flourishing, vigorous, enthusiastic, and even the fiery spirit of dying for a confidant.

He does not have the solemnity of a Confucian literati, but reveals a little carefree meaning.

Although he didn't wear any crown on his head, the wooden hairpin was polished very smooth.

Looking at his feet, although he was wearing a pair of ordinary cloth boots, they were very comfortable, and the fabric was excellent.

Absolutely extraordinary parentage.

As some people say, ability does not show off, there is something in your body that proves that you are at the same level as them, knowing each other is enough.

To sum up, this literati is a laid-back Qashqai who is unrestrained and unrestrained.

If I have to find an image, I have a sense of a literati who is romantic in the Wei and Jin Dynasties and talks about metaphysics.

Seeing him beckoning to him all the time, Wei Yi became more interested for a while.

So, he stood up from the small black-covered boat, swayed the oars with both hands, made waves, and approached the shore.

While shaking, he laughed and shouted:

"Sir, please wait a moment~"

"This small boat rocks slowly, but it's not as comfortable as those big boats~"

On the other side, after hearing what Wei Yi said, the literati didn't seem to care about anything, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted at Wei Yi with a bright smile:
"The boat owner doesn't need to be too anxious, just slow down, just slow down."

"Going all the way too fast, it's easy to miss the scenery on the side of the road. Looking back at that time, it's easy to make people regret~"

Hearing his words, Wei Yi couldn't help speeding up the paddle.

Kung fu in a short while.

The boat slowly rowed through the lotus forests one after another in the water, and slowly approached the shore:

"Boom~"

There was a slight but dull collision between the boat and the ferry by the river.

The small black boat approached the ferry, and when the boat stopped smoothly, Wei Yi opened his mouth and said to the literati:
"Where are you going sir?"

"Pindao just happened to give Mr. a ride."

Stepping on the boat from the ferry, the boat swayed leisurely, and gradually stabilized after a while.

Seeing that the literati had already boarded the boat, the oar in Wei Yi's hand slightly turned against the river bank, and then the boat was affected by the external force and headed towards the lake:

"Wow~"

"Wow~"

"..."

Looking at Wei Yi who was slowly shaking the oars, the literati felt a little embarrassed after sitting down:

"It turned out that the Taoist priest was in person, and he was really messing with Meng Lang."

"I feel really guilty for disturbing Dao Chang's elegant mood, but letting Dao Chang take this trip instead."

Looking at Wei Yi's attire, one can tell at a glance that he is a Taoist.

If it's an ordinary wanderer, it's fine, it's a big deal to give some more money, but Wei Yi has a unique temperament.

Like a banished immortal in the world, there seems to be a trace of unreality in the ethereal, suddenly like a dream.

not to mention.

There are lotus pods, lobsters and the like on the boat, but he still doesn't understand when he sees this, is this a Taoist priest who wanders the world?

He was traveling in the lake, but unexpectedly, he made himself a boatman, disturbing his pleasure.

That is to say, the Taoist priest has a broad mind.

If you meet someone with a weird temper, let alone give him a ride, I'm afraid it would be good if there is no conflict.

Looking at the blue waves in the water.

With the paddle in Wei Yi's hand, he gently pushed aside a few lotus leaves, and slapped the fish and shrimp that were playing and making trouble in the water back to the bottom of the water.

Looking at the two golden fish swimming in the water, Wei Yi smiled slightly and said:

"There is nothing to disturb or not to disturb."

"Pindao is just a passer-by in this lake. Mr. can choose Pindao from the vast crowd, which shows that we are still destined."

"It's all fate~"

Once again, he knocked over a few crayfish that were fooling around beside the boat, and Wei Yi slowly drove the boat into the lotus clusters.

Looking around, the flowers are colorful and colorful.

It looks so beautiful.

Looking at the bunches of lotus, smelling the fragrance on the tip of his nose, hearing Wei Yi's words, the literati smiled:

"What the Taoist priest said is that all of this is fate. In Xia Yushu, the Taoist priest just calls him a scholar."

"This time, I just happened to have a few friends who traveled here, and they happened to meet and have fun and chat in the Huxin Pavilion."

"I don't know if the Daoist will reward you with face?"

Hearing Yushu's words, Wei Yi became very interested.

He saw the extraordinaryness of this jade book at a glance, and naturally understood that this was a small activity that belonged exclusively to the circle.

And as practitioners, some want to pursue longevity, but some of them like to enjoy the mountains and rivers.

obviously.

This jade book should belong to this category.

Ever since, Wei Yi readily agreed:

"Stick what you want, don't dare to ask you~"

Over there, guests are welcome.

So, he recognized the direction, and then leisurely rowed towards the center of the lake.

This lake is very huge.

The deeper you get to the center of the lake, the deeper the water will be. Naturally, some vegetation and some fish don't like to grow here.

so.

In this part of the lake, most of them grow some aquatic plants, while there are still aquatic wild ducks playing in it.

It is not inferior to other scenery.

But at this moment, looking from a distance, one can see shadows inside the pavilion in the middle of the lake, as if someone is already playing in it.

A few loud laughter can be heard vaguely:

"...hahahaha~"

Hearing this very crisp smile, the scholar couldn't help showing a smile:
"Sure enough, it's all here~"

Wei Yi rowed faster and faster.

After a short time, the water waves broke through and came to a small island in the middle of the lake.

The island looks small from a distance.

But once I got closer, I found that this is really a very good place to play.

I don't know who is so interesting that they planted circles of bamboo around the island in the middle of the lake.

The bamboo is neither thick nor thin, it looks like a special species.

It seems to be very adapted to the environment here, each one grows luxuriantly, and even rustles when the breeze blows.

"The Daoist invites you~"

The scholar waved his hand in front of him.

The two of them walked up the island slowly along the small steps.

Take two steps forward.

In an instant, he entered a sea of ​​bamboo forests. From a distance, there were rustling bamboo forests everywhere, as if they were in the middle of the bamboo sea, not in the island in the middle of the lake.

however.

Before the two of them could say anything, there was a loud laugh from a distance:
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"I knew it, now you understand? It's not just me."

"No, isn't a scholar, an educated person, still unable to distinguish between real feelings and virtual scenes?"

Just at this time.

All I could see was the rapid blurring of the bamboo forest where the two of them were.

Followed by a rapid collapse.

Unexpectedly, in front of the two of them, it gradually condensed into a picture of thousands of miles of pines, waves, bamboo forests and mountains.

By this time.

Then carefully observe the island in the middle of the lake.

All I could see was that among the pieces of bamboo, there were three people wearing various clothes, sitting in the center of the table, looking at them with a smile on their faces.

And right in front of them, behind these three people.

The painted bamboo forest scenery was hung on one of the bamboos, which looked very ordinary.

Seeing this scene, Wei Yi said softly:

"Is this Qimen Dunjia?"

"I didn't expect that someone would combine the way of painting with Qimen Dunjia. This is really a genius idea."

"It's amazing, it's really amazing!"

The bamboo grove just now was all just an illusion created by that painting combined with Qimen Dunjia.

The periphery of the Huxin Pavilion is actually only one layer of bamboo forest, which seems to function as a wall.

Looks like a retreat.

The high mountains and flowing water make people's minds calm down.

Hearing the teasing of the three, the scholar couldn't help but reply:
"How did I not find out? This is obviously to give you face."

"As for the bamboo forest you painted, it can be said to be the pinnacle of painting, but if you rashly mention words on it, it is simply superfluous."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk... After so many years, your word is better than those two little pets I raise."

Listening to the scholar's tsk-tsk commenting on his paintings there, one of the literati wearing a toga with long sleeves and messy hair couldn't help but feel a little upset:
"Since you are so smart, why didn't you realize that you are still in a strange world?"

Listening to the two people arguing with each other here, the other two people in robes watched with gusto.

It seems that there is a feeling that watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Hearing what the literati said, the scholar also worked hard, and took out a brush made of emerald jade from his arms.

Immediately afterwards, he licked the tip of his tongue regardless of his image.

Then it was in the air, flying and writing a word:

"break!"

The whole word is sharp and sharp, and it is as sharp as a sharp sword between strokes and strokes.

Blinking looks like you can pierce your eyes.

And the moment these words appeared, the three people who were sitting at the table just now were like balloons that had been punctured.

It disappeared in an instant.

The stone table that stood in the center just now disappeared without a trace.

The misty white smoke spread out.

At this time, I looked to the side again, only to see the three people sitting on the stone table, each occupying a corner of the pavilion.

Or playing the piano, or playing chess, and splashing ink to show the landscape, as if they are playing their own games.

obviously.

The scene of three people sitting on the stone bench just now is the illusion that is difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

Don't be afraid of nine lies and one truth in everything, but be afraid of nine truths and falsehoods. This is often the point, but it is the most difficult to think of.

Having punctured the illusion in the painting, the scholar couldn't help but said triumphantly:

"If you only paint with Danqing, with your attainments, I will naturally not be able to tell the truth from reality."

"But who told you to add superfluous things to the snake? It's a waste of a good painting to mention some poems on it~"

Following the scholar's complaints, a few more ink spots suddenly appeared in the blank corner of the bamboo forest and mountain scene hanging on a bamboo in front of them.

The next moment the text appears.

That is a line of poetry.

Although this handwriting is not considered to be the work of everyone, it is quite satisfactory, and the most important thing is that there is still a trace of wantonness and arrogance in it.

It can be said that I got a little inspiration in calligraphy by accident.

However, such an excellent work was criticized by scholars for not being good at writing, but others still seemed to agree with it.

Obviously, this scholar's attainments in literature and writing must be extraordinary, maybe he is a master in a certain aspect!
into the pavilion.

The scholar hurriedly introduced some of his old friends to Wei Yi:
"Let me introduce you to the Taoist priest."

"This one who plays the piano is named Qin Shi. He is a piano master who lives in the mountains. He loves playing the piano and enjoying the moon, and he is proficient in music theory."

"And this one holding the black and white stones is called Qi Po. He is a master of black and white, and he has few opponents."

Speaking of this, the scholar said to the scribe who was splashing ink with paper and ink in front of him:
"As for showing off his painting skills all the time, but this one with average calligraphy is calling himself a painting ghost."

"Originally he thought that with his own ability, he could do something great, and then he took part in the imperial examination."

"Who knows, in the end, he can't compare to the number one scholar in terms of knowledge, and he can't compare to Tanhua in terms of appearance."

"Originally the top three, better than him and worse than him, one by one won the toad palace, was caught off the list, and became famous, but his second place has become the most ordinary."

"In anger, I gave up my studies directly, specialized in Danqing, and devoted myself to the mountains and rivers, but achieved something."

"The painting style is peculiar, the works are weird, and it's completely eccentric. All in all, he is a eccentric genius."

Hearing my old friend expose his old background in front of a new friend, the ghost couldn't help blowing his beard and staring:

"Well, you smelly scholar, I haven't seen you for more than a year, and your mouth is still so unforgiving!"

When talking about this, the painting ghost turned his head and said to Wei Yi:

"Don't be offended by this Taoist priest, and don't listen to this scholar's nonsense here."

"The reason why I love mountains and rivers is entirely because I have seen through the world. The scholar is completely subjective and guesses on his own."

Listen to his explanation.

The other three people, including the scholar, spoke very tacitly:

"Oh~"×3
Seeing the tacit understanding of these four people, Wei Yi felt more and more interesting.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting?

These four people are either frustrated people, or they are in love with the mountains and rivers, and each of them has extraordinary achievements.

It seems that there is really a feeling of Seven Sages in the Bamboo Grove.

Just at this time.

A cloud of white mist suddenly rose on the lake again.

"call……"

　A few more chapters will be released during the day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)