Hearing the words Chang'e, Li Nianfan became even more sure of the identity of the visitor.
This woman is naturally the protagonist of Chang'e flying to the moon, and her original name is Chang'e.
In fact, it is mentioned in "Journey to the West" that Chang'e refers to the female gods in the heavenly palace. It is not Chang'e who is molested by Zhu Bajie, but another of the many Chang'e fairies.
Li Nianfan smiled and said, "It turned out to be Fairy Chang'e. For a person like you, I dare not deceive your tears. I will be struck by lightning."
Chang'e pursed her lips, and said wittyly: "Master Shengjun, don't say that. Chang'e is afraid of being struck by lightning."
She was making fun of Li Nianfan's identity as a meritorious monarch.
"Hahaha, you depend on your appearance, and I depend on your talents."
Li Nianfan laughed, and then invited: "Fairy Chang'e, do you want to come up for a drink?"
"The little girl is disrespectful."
Chang'e's skirt was fluttering, followed by the wind to the top of the attic, sitting opposite Li Nianfan.
Li Nianfan looked at the Fairy Chang'e in front of him, slightly in a daze. With the big and round bright moon background, the true Fairy under the Moon was sitting in front of him.
Drinking with oneself is a different experience.
Li Nianfan took out the crystal cup and poured it for Chang'e, "Fairy Chang'e, please."
"Thank you, Shengjun." Heng'e was bolder than Li Nianfan imagined. She raised her wine glass and drank all the wine in it.
After a glass of wine, her face suddenly became flushed.
Li Nianfan couldn't help but reminded: "Uh... Fairy Chang'e, my wine is relatively strong, so it's better to save some drinks."
Chang'e smiled and said: "Don't worry, Lord Shengjun, the little girl can still drink enough. Is it possible that you can't bear this good wine?"
"Hehe, naturally not, just drink it open." Li Nianfan smiled and waved his hand, looking at the two blushes on Chang'e's cheek, expressing some suspicion.
Soon, this suspicion was confirmed.
Probably because of the influence of Li Nianfan's poem, Chang'e's mood is not stable.
After the third cup of wine, Chang'e looked at Li Nianfan's eyes, and she was already drunk and confused, and smiled: "The saint's ability to compose stories really opened her eyes, and I was moved by the sight."
While talking, she picked up a booklet with the words Chang'e flying to the moon impressively printed on it. In this booklet, there are not only stories, but also pictures, similar to a comic book.
Li Nianfan's face was suddenly embarrassed, and it was more embarrassing. It was the person who came to find his own theory.
He coughed lightly: "Ahem, it was also forced by the situation at the time, and Fairy Chang'e is also asked not to take offense."
"I don't blame you, I have to thank you."
Chang'e blinked at Li Nianfan, but her original white face was now flushed, exhaled like blue, with a breath of wine, "This story is beautiful, it can make me known by the world, and even called by mortals. Fairy in the Moon Palace, receiving incense, made my Moon Palace no longer deserted."
"Fairy Chang'e just likes it."
"Hehe, Li Gongzi knows why I married Da Yi in the first place?"
Chen'e said to herself: "In the beginning, human beings were first established and weak, living in the gap between the monster race and the witch race. Fortunately, the struggle between the witches is constant, and the human race can thrive..."
Li Nianfan did not interrupt, he was also curious about the specific story that happened at the time, and listened quietly.
However, Chang'e stopped talking suddenly, picked up the jug, poured herself a glass again, and drank it, half lying on the table, as if she had become a drunkard fairy from a cold and refined fairy.
"Later, Kuafu, a witch clan, encountered the game of the golden crow, and died of the baking of his life. Da Yi, a member of the witch clan, was ready to avenge him. It happened that Emperor Jun’s ten sons went out to play together. Roasting the earth makes people feel unhappy."
Chang'e paused and continued: "The Human Race teamed up with the Witch Clan and prepared to shoot all ten Golden Crows. The Witch Clan is one line, and it is inherently difficult to multiply. So he proposed the idea of marrying with the Human Race. More witch bloodlines continue."
"At that time, in order to let the race escape from the sea of suffering, my father, Emperor Yu, agreed, and even more so as a sign of sincerity, promised to promise Da Yi after shooting the sun.
Chang'e's voice became lower and lower, her beautiful big eyes were slowly closed because of her slight drowsiness, leaving a long eyelashes on her eyeliner.
Even so, she did not forget to pick up the jug drunk and continued to pour herself.
But Li Nianfan stopped him, "Fairy Chang'e, you are drunk and can't drink anymore."
"Nonsense, I am a huge amount, how can I be drunk?"
Heng'e's closed eyes abruptly opened, her eye sockets were red, seemingly signs of drunkenness, she twisted her body and grabbed the hip flask, "I can't bear to drink, right? I have been lonely for so many years. People, how can you do this? How about I dance for you."
"Don't, don't!"
"Puff!"
Before she finished her voice, she lay down on the table, nothing happened, only the faint sound of sleeping.
"Huh... it's okay." Li Nianfan felt fortunate, if I was crazy about drinking, then my place would be busy.
In terms of Chang'e's life experience, she is actually very good. Her father, the emperor, established solar terms in the mortal world and divided the four seasons. The merits are not small, but she is one of the five emperors among the three emperors and five emperors.
Really speaking, few people really have the guts to molest Chang'e.
But I didn't expect... the famous fairy is actually a drunkard, and the amount of alcohol is not good, and the wine is not good.
Li Nianfan looked at Heng'e, who was asleep, and suddenly felt embarrassed. I definitely can't let people sleep in the open air.
By the way, how many cups did she drink?
Six cups, it seems, this is too easy to get drunk.
I remember a philosopher said that if a girl is not interesting to you, it means that she is not drunk in a thousand cups; if it is interesting to you, she will pour it after drinking.
Li Nianfan's eyes widened, staring at Chang'e's closed eyes, and calmly said: "Fairy Chang'e, Fairy Chang'e?" Li Nianfan tentatively called her several times, "I know you are not drunk, don't want to seduce me Don’t pretend that you’re Dao Xin."
no response.
On the contrary, Li Nianfan's face blushed, no, he can't stare at it, something will happen.
"Fairy, the fairy wakes up." He tentatively reached out and stabbed Yan'e.
It seems to be completely drunk.
Li Nianfan licked his lips, then stood up, stood in the attic and looked around. After making sure that no one around was paying attention to this place, he arched his hand at Heng'e: "The situation is forced, it is offended."
He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand slowly, looking for a place to start for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, hugged his waist, and started to walk downstairs a little bit.
The good news is that Chang'e's body is very light, as if she has no weight, and she doesn't feel strenuous. The bad news is that her body is too soft, soft and flexible, and Li Nianfan doesn't even dare to use force, and because she is drunk, She instinctively hugged Li Nianfan.
"hiss--"
Li Nianfan gasped, and finally took it downstairs carefully.
Just about to enter the room quietly, but after hearing a "squeak", Nun Nu and Ryuuji poked their heads out of the next room curiously.
The three eyes met and the scene fell into silence.
Long Er looked at Heng'e, her eyes widened and she covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Brother, you're bad!"
But... how did Li Nianfan feel a faint excitement in her voice.
Sure enough, the next moment, I saw her eyes light up, expecting: "Do you want to help?"
The 囡囡 is more professional, and thoughtfully said: "Do you need to silence your mouth?"
Li Nianfan's face was full of black lines, his face sank, and he said majesticly: "You two came just right, so she will leave it to you, and...no TV for a month!"
At the same time, within Xihai.
Several flying fish spirits are running fast, piercing the sea from time to time, flapping their wings in the air and flying, and soon they have crossed thousands of miles to a hidden sea area, and then marched towards the depths of the sea.
Entering a deep seabed cave, the black fish spirits turned into half-men and half-fishes, walked to the bottom, and met an old man.
The old man has long beard and hair, extremely thick, and the beard at the chin forms a long band, which is straight and slender. His face is thin, and there is a red dot on his forehead. He is not angry and majestic.
Without opening his eyes, he asked calmly: "How about the Battle of the West Sea?"
One of the Feiyujing's throat rolled, and he trembled: "In return to the ancestor, Xihai... is defeated!"
The old man suddenly opened his eyes, frowned, and shouted, "What's the matter?"
Immediately, Fei Yujing said everything he inquired, and the more he listened, the deeper the old man's brows frowned.
"The Eucharist of Merit?"
He hurriedly raised his hand to pinch his fingers and deduced it, but it was a fog and chaos, and it was not a bit of news at all.
"The Jedi Tiantong suddenly stopped, the secrets of the sky were chaotic, and the variables were endless. This 80% is another calamity!"
The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a flash of light on it, "My monster race has a great chance to re-emerge in this calamity! Is that octopus's brain teasing? What do you do to attack others? I actually touched the Eucharist of Merit and broke my major event! I died unjustly!"
He pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "The palace is not simple, and I don't know what means is hidden. You can put it aside first. The first thing is that we should integrate the monster race first."
The flying fish spirit said: "Old ancestors, the monsters are not at peace now. The Nanhai dragons and unicorns are relatively rampant and have great ambitions. There are also phoenix and nine-tailed celestial foxes, leading a large group of monsters, and they are also delusional. The strangest thing about integrating the monster clan is that even the dog clan has begun to integrate. The dog monsters gather together. I don’t know what the purpose is. I feel... the picture is huge!"
"Dog family?"
The old man smiled coldly, his tone of disdain, "Hmph, after the catastrophe, all the great powers are dormant and unable to escape from the world. I really can't recognize myself. What kind of ghosts and snakes dare to come out and dominate?"