Chapter 706: A Day in the Garden, Mr. Wanshi

After a day of marching, there was still no end in sight. According to the child, the beautiful scenery seen along the way was only the tip of the iceberg of Wanshi Mountain Villa. Speaking of this, the child could not help but admire the owner of the villa. He wondered what kind of person he must be to build such a villa. I am afraid that his status was as high as the clouds, no...higher than the clouds, higher.

Immediately afterwards, he was excited again, thinking that he must have cultivated blessings for several lifetimes, otherwise how could he be so lucky to be able to enter this villa and serve as a guest boy.

Although it is a job to serve people, the status and position are not low. To put it bluntly, you have to look at the owner before you beat the dog. This villa is so big and so deep. The passing travelers who stay here are "living under someone else's roof". Looking at the depth of this mansion, how dare they be rude to the guest boy?

Since he started, the little boy has received and served dozens of guests, including rural farmers, merchants, high-ranking officials, and warriors and immortals. They are all respectful. Even those with bad personalities may say bad things, but they always try their best to restrain themselves and dare not be too presumptuous.

Since the second day of the garden tour, he has restrained his temper and treated the little children with respect after seeing the scenery in the garden. He dared not be presumptuous at all. Over time, the little children who serve guests in the villa did not feel inferior to others, and even had a hint of arrogance, but they abided by the principles of the villa and never showed it. The work of entertaining people still needs to be done in a thorough and complete manner, and they dare not neglect it at all.

They live in that fairyland every day. I really don’t know who to talk to about the fun of this, and I don’t know who can understand it, and I don’t care if outsiders can understand it. The little boy glanced at Li Changxiao. He has entertained countless guests, but wild guests like Li Changxiao are rare in the mountains.

I just felt that the white-clothed tourist was walking so fast. Although he was also carefully observing the scenery along the way, he always took a glance and passed by. Even if he stayed, he would never stay for too long. Others took months to travel, but he surpassed it in one day.

The waiter didn't know whether this strange guest was too knowledgeable and accustomed to it, or was too vulgar to appreciate the scenery of the villa, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it shouldn't be. Because this Wanshi Villa has both elegance and vulgarity, even the most vulgar and vulgar people will always have something to suit their taste.

For example, when visiting the garden, there are always a few graceful maids who bring wine and fruit. If you are tempted, you can lead the maid to the room and do whatever you want. The waiter will never interfere. As the saying goes, "food and sex are human nature", even if vulgar people can escape "food", they will definitely not escape "sex", and such things are everywhere. From this, it can be seen that the tourist does not seem to be vulgar.

The more the boy thought about it, the more confused he became. He kept scratching his head. Seeing a wine gourd and a long sword hanging from Li Changxiao's waist, he thought that he was a wine swordsman. This kind of person has the most peculiar interests, but he can't escape from good wine and good swords.

So he led Li Changxiao to the winery. Before he got close, he could smell the aroma of wine. The boy told Li Changxiao that there were countless fine wines in the winery, and all the famous ones were available.

Some time ago, the owner of the manor also hid a jar of treasures, which was said to be surprisingly famous. But Wanshi Mountain Manor has the most guests, so if he happens to see it, it's okay to take it away.

Li Changxiao entered the wine cellar. He loved wine all his life. In the eyes of outsiders, he loved wine as much as his life, and he was happy without wine. But what he loved was the miscellaneous wines in the streets and alleys, and the fine wines that had been buried in the ground for decades. He just didn't like the "collection". If the host opened the wine and invited Li Changxiao to drink it, he would certainly agree. But if he was asked to drink it himself, he would feel bored and uninterested.

So when he passed by the winery, Li Changxiao never touched it. He just looked around. Sometimes when he saw rare and fine wine, he would praise it loudly and say that the owner had an extraordinary collection.

The little boy couldn't understand it even more. This guest was obviously a wine lover, but he didn't want to take it. What did he mean? The little boy thought, "Does he think it's a fraud?" He said, "Dear guest, you can take all the fine wine here. There is absolutely no deception, and it won't be disadvantageous to you."

Li Changxiao smiled and shook the wine gourd, and said with a smile, "Look, I still have a lot of wine. Why should I take it away?" The little boy stopped talking and went to the next place.

They came to a cold pool, where more than a hundred long swords were inserted vertically, shining with cold light. Every time the little boy passed by this place, he felt his scalp tingling, thinking that even if it was a ghost, it would be afraid of its sharpness when it came here?

Since ancient times, people with swords, whenever they met a long sword, felt that their souls and spirits were in harmony, they could not help but draw their swords and leave. Moreover, swordsmen often entrust their lives and property to the hands of the sword in their hands. The obsession with swords is far greater than money and power.

The little boy said: "There are more than a hundred swords, magic swords, and immortal swords here. If you like them, you can take them away." Li Changxiao squatted down, pulled out the Qingping sword, and washed it in the cold pool.

After washing it back and forth, he saw that the Qingping sword became sharper. Li Changxiao quickly withdrew his hand and smiled at the little boy: "My long sword should not be too sharp." He put the sword back into the scabbard and urged the little boy to take him to see somewhere else.

He was very curious about this villa now. The little boy was not discouraged, and walked ahead, and the next day passed quietly. This manor is really too big, but fortunately there are many guest rooms in the manor, and they all have beautiful scenery. Once you open the window and look out, you will see a poetic and picturesque scene.

Every night. There are always actors performing on the high platform in the lake. The big plays are different. On the first day of the visit, they sang Yangzi Opera, and then there were Hero Opera and River-beating Opera... The stories of the operas are simple, nothing more than fighting against officials and bullies, but the actors are full of emotions and very expressive, which makes people indulge in them and unable to extricate themselves.

Li Changxiao sat on the window sill. He could see the stage in the lake by just opening the window. At this time, the actors were singing again. It was melodious and beautiful. It seemed that if one had not really experienced the great joys and sorrows, the ups and downs, it would be difficult to sing out that feeling.

Li Changxiao was listening attentively, and suddenly saw a man walking slowly in front of the stage. He sat in the main seat and listened to the opera leisurely.

The man was elegant and handsome, intoxicated by opera. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Changxiao. He raised the teacup in his hand and gently offered it. Li Changxiao chuckled and shook the wine gourd as a return gift.

The two smiled knowingly, one drank wine and the other drank tea. They enjoyed the opera together.