The immortal's clothes are fluttering, he goes down the mountain to practice, and stays in the mountain temple overnight.
"The days are short and the nights are long, why not wander around with a candle and a voice comes from the darkness.
Then the temple door opened wide, and there was a road leading to the distance. The southern pearl served as a lamp to guide him forward.
Along the road with Nanzhu as a lamp, he came to a very luxurious house, where there was a solo playing and singing, and the fragrance of wine overflowed, which made people yearn for it and make them feel as if they were in heaven.
At this time, petals fell from the sky, and a man in red came walking on the flowers.
"The bitter dew is thicker in the depths of the night, and the moon is spreading and the wind is faintly fragrant. Taoist priest, why don't you come in and have a drink?"
The man in red came to him and slowly touched his face with a pair of exquisite jade fingers.
"This is the first time I've seen such a handsome husband. How do you call the Taoist priest?"
"Jiang Li"
"My name is Renqiu. You can call me, Aqiu, to come in, and he will follow.
After the banquet, the two of them were so drunk that they fell on the white fox skin...
(Purely fictional)
Intention: Hu Jiangli and Pi Zhixi were admired by Ren Qiulan.
