Chapter 3 Yun Huan

Picking up a playmate, he was full of enthusiasm, chatting with him in a hurry, and almost wanted to tell him everything he had seen and heard since he was a child.She didn't ask him why he was there, but soon found out that he had a nice name, Ziyan. "Zi Yan, do you like purple grass?" "Zi Yan, play diabolo with me!" "Zi Yan, your clothes are so beautiful, let me see how they are embroidered." "Zi Yan, how old are you?" Only when asked about her age, Zi Yan stopped talking, and said in her old-fashioned tone: "I am much older than you, little girl." Thump him and say, "Pretend to be old!"

Zi Yan has no interest in any of the things that Side Side likes. At most, when she talks about weaving and embroidery, she will point out how to embroider a series of complicated patterns, which makes Side Side fascinated.Unwilling to be compared by him, he brought out the theory of disguise that his father usually talked about, and smugly gesticulated.At this time, Ziyan stopped talking and laughed, put on a solemn expression, and listened to every word she uttered meticulously. The face-changing technique known by the side is nothing more than fat-adjusting and powder-changing.Like other daughters who paint their cheeks with powder and rouge, she has the time to dress up in front of the mirror, but she can't do what her father asked. Even reading, painting, and playing the piano are just practicing physiognomy, and the colors and sounds are all masks.

Chen Xiangzi boasted that swords, calligraphy, painting, and disguise are the four best in the world, but over time, all the unique skills became foreign objects attached to the disguise technique.The habit that seems to cultivate one's temperament gradually turns into a disguise after indulging in it, which makes him gradually climb to the peak of this path, and also makes Ziyan, who broke in suddenly, stand on a high point that is difficult for others to reach by chance. Tongue flashing, she spoke decently, Zi Yan suddenly interrupted her and said: "I don't know if what you said is true or not." She was in a hurry, thinking that her father was not around, and if she couldn't produce evidence, she would be looked down upon by him , and led Ziyan to a well without thinking.

Jing Ru Fuyuan was lying in front of the house strangely, Zi Yan squinted her eyes carefully, and said with a proud smile on her side: "There is something weird on the side of the well." She said in surprise: "Hey, you are so smart, it is The place where my family hides treasures." After saying that, he hung an iron bucket on the water pulley and sank it down the well. After a while, there was a hoarse muffled sound from the bottom of the well, and there was a hole one person high in the earth wall at a depth of three feet, the depth of which could not be seen faintly.Supporting the mouth of the well with both hands on the side, motioned for Ziyan to go down first, with a smile expecting his embarrassment at the corner of her mouth.He hesitated for a while, glanced at the sideways expression, sighed, and got into it with a cat body.

The cave is very open, and after a few steps, you can see a sloping terrazzo wall corridor.Zi Yan forgot to follow behind, walked forward at a leisurely pace, and soon entered a huge stone house, with a plaque on the door, writing the three characters "Dong Tian Zhai" in seal script. The room was filled with misty pearls and mottled precious light, Ziyan looked indifferent when seeing these treasures, as if watching a lotus-colored lotus fragrance.Floating sideways from behind him, he boasted a few words to himself, and looked back at him standing in the room, with a strange feeling in his heart, as if this young man who had just arrived was a close friend of these pots and jars.

"This room is full of antiques collected by my father. My father said that you can tell the appearance and personality of the creator just by looking at them, but I don't believe it. There are bottles that look exactly the same, but they were made by completely different people! "She pointed to two black-glazed and blue-spotted porcelain pillows for Zi Yan to see, "Look, Dad and Uncle Yang Azi each burned one, can you tell who made the porcelain?" She paused , pouted, "Except for the two of them, I don't think anyone can tell the difference." Ziyan blinked and asked: "Which of the two of them is better at firing porcelain?" She smiled sideways and said, "You guess." Ziyan thought for a while, and said: "The uncle Yang you mentioned is the one who likes to caress Is that right?" Looking sideways at him, "Yes." After looking at the two porcelain pillows several times and making sure that there was no flaw, he said suspiciously, "Could it be that you guessed it?"

The black glaze is brilliant and flowing, with the same texture and strange and changeable colors.Zi Yan's hands were pressed against the cold porcelain, and she leaned her head closer, as if listening to the music passing through the carcass. "Both were burned by that uncle." "Ah! How do you know?" Sideways stomped unconvinced and grabbed Ziyan's hand. Like a cunning fish, he easily moved away from the side, and smiled mysteriously: "I guess your father doesn't know how to make porcelain at all." Startled sideways, "You even..." Zi Yan left her behind and wandered in the treasury alone.Chen Xiangzi collected a lot of ancient utensils, deep and light colors, green, yellow and red, crunchy and hoarse sounds, gold, silver, copper and stone. "This, this, and this," Zi Yan looked at each of them, like playing a sheng reed, with a graceful voice, counting out five or six antiques, and said dismissively, "All of them are fakes."

Unbelievable, he snatched it up and took a look, "If it's a fake, Uncle Yang will tell my father." Hearing this, Zi Yan smiled, "I know why you don't want to learn how to change your face." Looking at her with flushed cheeks playfully, she shook her head, "Hey, it's useless if you learn it." , How can a pure heart see through.Zi Yan thought so, and was hit on the head by picking up a fake from the side. That night, when Ziyan was eating, she covered her head and complained of pain, and smugly shoveled the rice into her mouth sideways, giving him a sideways glance from time to time.Obviously being beaten, Ziyan yelled in pain, and every once in a while he yelled twice, as if to respond to the occasion, and when he yelled, the joyful smile on his side face couldn't stop overflowing.

"Your father hid the treasure underground, because he didn't want others to steal it?" "I don't know, anyway, it's great to play hide-and-seek there. Today you only saw Dongtianzhai, there are still a few rooms inside, as long as you stay and go slowly." "What if I get tired of living in two days?" "I won't get tired of living in my house! It's fun here, and, don't you want to learn disguise? Don't leave." Zi Yan secretly smiled, lowered her head and tried to eat the rice.He ate the very light vegetarian rice without missing a grain of rice.Satisfied, he pushed the rice bowl to him, "I made the rice, you should wash the dishes." Then, staring at his exquisite white porcelain hands, after thinking for a while, she said more and more firmly, "Remember the stream is here Where? Take two buckets of water by the way, I want to wash my face."

Zi Yan packed up the dishes and went out, she felt that it was nice to have someone around her.But when his figure gradually disappeared, she couldn't sit still and felt a little bit reluctant. "It's too dark, will he get lost?" Said sideways, happily found a reason, and happily rushed out to find Ziyan. Under the moonlight, the stream is glistening, like a calendered horse covered with snow and smoke.Ziyan washed the dishes, filled the water, and sat alone on the blue stone looking at the moon in a trance.Sideways wanted to call him, but saw Yinhui enveloping his whole body, like a butterfly about to break out of its cocoon, about to flap its wings and go away.It's also like a fairy cut a paper shadow, which will come alive when reflected in the water. Once she drinks it, it will return to a blank paper.

After hesitantly looking sideways for a while, he turned back to the house.Only then did she think, where and who is he from? However, this question has never been answered. "Side, why don't you teach me the disguise technique?" After spending three days with Zi Yan, I heard this request from the side.The tone of his speech seemed to be that there were a lot of treasures piled side by side for him, and he was picking and choosing reluctantly.Knowing a little bit about the disguise technique, he thought that he had the ability to be arrogant towards Zi Yan, and nodded when he heard this, "I'll teach you, what can I thank you for?" A misty smile spread from Ziyan's face like a dragonfly, he laughed and said, "I will listen to you whatever you say in the future, okay?" Boom, boom, boom.In the future, will there be a future with this boy?His sincere eyes were as clear as when he was looking at the moon, and he couldn't help sighing slightly, stretching out his little finger to hook his little finger. The two still drilled into the well.The pharmacy of Agarwood is called "Anshentang". The sealwort, Atractylodes macrocephala, Ganoderma lucidum, Polygonatum odoratum, antler, Radix asparagus, ginseng, Sophora japonica, Poria cocos, Rehmannia glutinosa... These medicines for beauty and longevity are called purple. Yan identification.Zi Yan has a photographic memory, and she can remember everything after just watching it once, which makes people suspect that he is already familiar with it.She was very dissatisfied, and threw out a "Book of Materia Medica", asking Ziyan to recite it with all her heart.When she turned around and went back to her room to finish her lunch, Ziyan smiled and threw the book back to her, and recited it word for word. I dare not underestimate this young man again. The two lived their lives carefree, not knowing the time in the world.The speed at which Ziyan practiced the disguise technique often made her feel unbelievable, and she could only mutter "monster" to calm the shock in her heart. One day when she got up early in the morning, she suddenly saw a stunning girl sitting in front of her mirror.Hearing the movement from the side, the girl turned her head, and in her misty smiling eyes, there was a pair of smart colored glass beads, which attracted her heart like a magnet.Wearing a bewitching dragon silk embroidered dress, which perfectly concealed the graceful figure, the cloud-like shadow slowly floated closer, and the girl's so beautiful and distressing voice wafted into her ears: "Hello——" There was a familiar look on the pretty face under Yunxiao.He vaguely felt that he should know this young girl, but her fairy-like voice was unheard of.As if waking up from sleep, the girl giggled and said, "Why, aren't you going out to play today?" Thinking sideways, he must have met a fairy in the sky, let her jade hand hold her, and walked out the door.Her hands are so cool, like holding a handful of cool spring water, the fingers are silky and soft.Sideways went outside with her obediently, saw her tilt her head, picked up the diabolo on the ground, and said: "Let's shake the diabolo!" Accompanying her without any objection, seeing her miraculously playing diabolo, flying, flying, puffing, receiving, hanging, and sprinting, every movement is unimaginable, and dances gracefully, as if accidentally It will fly away with the diabolo.Side side couldn't help exhaling softly, thinking, where did Zi Yan go, if he couldn't see such a woman, he would regret it when he turned around. Seeing that she was in a daze, the girl stopped and handed the diabolo over.Playing side by side in shame for a while, seeing the diabolo falling to the ground lazily, he stopped insisting.The girl picked up the diabolo and said with a smile: "Actually, your techniques are correct, but you have no perseverance." No perseverance.Thinking sideways of the various skills her father asked her to learn, each of them was just a taste.Only weaving and embroidery seemed to be born with knowledge, and she was able to master it as soon as she learned it, which reassured her father a little that she didn't grow up without merit.But she has never been obsessed with anything, she has no goal that can make her persistently move forward, and she easily gives up when she encounters setbacks.The diabolo that Uncle Yang gave me has been playing for more than ten days, but her movements are still as green as before. This shortcoming has been taught by my father many times, and every time it is wind in my ears, just from this girl's mouth, I am extremely ashamed.About the same age, right?Asked timidly, "Sister, what's your name?" The girl turned her face away and said with a smile, "You call me sister?" "Could it be... sister?" Keeping a close eye on the girl's frowns and smiles, she waited until she said, "I'm convinced of your father's Luoyin pill." Suddenly remembered that I told Ziyan last night that my father's Luoyin pill was divided into eight parts. Eleven types, no matter men, women, old or young, the voice can be changed as you like. This fairy-like girl could be him. No time to care about his teasing, he suddenly remembered the fact that he was cheated by his father many times when he was young.But this young man was able to confuse people so skillfully after only listening to a few words from her, she was so surprised that she couldn't speak for a moment.If she was Daddy's daughter, Daddy wouldn't have to travel any further, right? Swallowing the "Huanyin Pill" handed to her side, Zi Yan recovered her tone.I watched in disbelief from side to side as he wiped off the makeup and mud on his face, revealing a manly body.She slowly turned from shock to admiration, and she even harbored a trace of fear in her intuition, and that delicate and unparalleled face remained in her heart, so that when she saw Zi Yan's face again, she felt that it was not glorious. It was a radiance of talent.