Play fast and fast, eat up the love brain in one bite

The sound of the morning bell from Jiming Temple was still lingering as endless drizzle penetrated the clouds and mist.

In the smoke-filled Marriage Hall, Madam Shen Hou was holding three incense sticks to fulfill her wish.

After fulfilling her wish, she planned to ask Abbot Chanxin to choose an auspicious day for her wedding.

Deep in the Buddhist temple, Shen Chenzhou knelt on the cushion with his head bowed.

All the gods and Buddhas in the hall looked down at the young man from the marquis's mansion who had lost his romantic style.

Looking at his wide sleeves hanging down on the blue bricks and his jade belt wrinkling his brocade robe, I wonder what kind of thrilling wish is hidden behind his tightly closed eyes.

When Shen Chenzhou left the hall, the whole mountain was covered with rain like a curtain, and he happened to see the sky-blue skirt coming out of the Sutra Hall.

"When the young lady gets married..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

The woman's angry words were scattered in the rain.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she looked up, she saw a tall figure in purple clothes and jade belt standing beside the vermilion lacquered pillars.

Shen Chenzhou stroked the warm jade phoenix pendant with his fingertips. The person in front of him had eyes and brows soaked with mountain mist, which was more dazzling than the ten thousand bright lamps in front of the Buddha.

Suddenly I recalled the line from the poem: "The most vivid look is full of infinite meaning, as if we have met before in our previous life."

"Long live the young marquis."

"Miss Chun is well."

"It is said that the Bodhisattva of Jiming Temple is the most effective. My Lord, did you draw a good fortune just now?"

Seeing this, the maid pursed her lips and smiled secretly, then retreated into the hall.

Shen Chenzhou's expression remained unchanged, but the way his slender fingers stroked the jade phoenix pendant revealed some of his unspeakable thoughts.

"Miss, do you know that the most effective thing here is..."

Suddenly, a mountain breeze blew through the corridor, and the copper bells on the eaves rang.

"Cough cough..."

The moment she covered her lips and coughed lightly, Shen Chenzhou took off his cloak faster than he could think.

The cloak was still warm when it fell on her thin shoulders.

She nodded in thanks, a slight smile on her lips.

Shen Chenzhou suddenly felt that the words he had just said were no longer important.

The two stood under the eaves of the Buddhist temple.

Among the mountains, one can hear the sound of jade breaking all over the mountains.

All the restlessness in the world has calmed down in the sound of rain.

In April of the following year, flowers blossomed like snow and red silk flowed along the long streets.

The phoenix crown and pearl curtains concealed the beautiful woman's face, the cinnabar-painted lips were dyed with the rosy clouds in the sky, and the wedding dress embroidered with gold phoenixes was more eye-catching than the pomegranate fires all over the city.

The red candles with dragon and phoenix patterns all burst into sparks.

Shen Chenzhou brushed the phoenix hairpin against the beautiful woman's temples.

The beauty raised her eyes with a smile, the shadow of the curtain could not hide the scenery of rippling spring water when she raised her eyes.

She looked at him with a smile.

"Young Marquis, if I say that we have met in our previous life, can you believe it?"

The Qingluan mark on Shen Chenzhou's heart suddenly felt burning.

He vaguely heard himself say.

"If there is a past life, there must be a future life."

Three thousand worlds, just a dream.

Some words become prophecies as soon as they are spoken.

The Hehuan tent moves automatically without wind.

When the midnight clock struck, a double phoenix pattern appeared on the palms of the clasped hands, resonating with the sudden blooming albizzia tree outside the window.

The shadow of the lamp on the red gauze window evolved into a reincarnation pattern of the blue phoenix chasing the moon.

Demon world.

The towering tree, which sheds its petals once every 100,000 years, has once again dropped its petals.

In the mountains, a woman in plain clothes riding a white deer looked up in the direction where the wind was blowing.

"You finally got him."

Star City.

It's the Thousand Lantern Festival again.

The bluestone water platform by the river is bustling with people.

Three thousand lotus lanterns carrying candlelight floated around, as if the Milky Way had shattered into pieces on earth.

The woman stood on the shore, the night wind blowing up her dark black hair. The candlelight on the water made her eyes under the Qingluan mask sway like the stars in the sky.

She watched the lotus lanterns drift away.

When the wind blows, ripples appear on the water.

A red line lights up on your wrist.

The river wind lifted the corner of the man’s scarlet robe.

The young man in red approached with the cold fragrance of the past year. His sleeves swept across her sky-blue sleeves. He bent his knees and half-knelt on the waterside where flower lanterns were floating. His fingertips gently pushed the lotus lantern into the water, and a small lamp flower burst out from the wick.

"Year after year, there is always a new year."

A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

Chun Nian stood there stiffly, tears falling silently.

The man sighed softly, stood up and took her into his arms, raised his hand to take off her mask, and stroked the corners of her wet eyes with his fingertips.

A pious kiss fell on her forehead.

"Lady Goddess, long time no see."

Thousands of lights are lit in the starry city at night, illuminating the clear river every year.

……

The sunlight shines through the peach blossom forest, casting tiny golden spots on the paper.

Chun Nianren's hand holding the brush trembled slightly, and the color spread on the sleeves of the person's scarlet robe in the painting.

"concentrate."

The mellow voice wrapped in the scent of pine smoke and ink fills the ears.

Shen Chenzhou held her hand holding the pen from behind and gently scraped the edge of the inkstone, and the excess color dripped down the tip of the pen.

The spring-loving person looks at the tall building in the painting in the dark night and gradually appears with the ink marks.

The drunken young man on the high platform tore open his scarlet collar and let the night wind fill his wide sleeves.

The woman holding the flute stood by the railing...

"Do you still remember?"

A warm breath brushed past my earlobe from behind.

Reminiscing about the past?

"remember."

She recalled many past events, smiled softly and pulled her wrist away.

The pen suddenly lifted his chin.

"Master Demon, do you still remember Qingnv?"

This name has a long history. He gave it to her when he lied to her that she was a sparrow spirit he raised.

Shen Chenzhou paused slightly and let her get closer.

He waved his sleeves seemingly unintentionally, and the inkstone was suddenly knocked over, the ink splashed all over the drawing, and the ruined painting turned into dust in an instant.

Chun Nian saw it out of the corner of his eye and snorted.

Her warm breath brushed past him, his Adam's apple moved, and he suddenly pulled her into his arms, and they both fell on the couch.

Forgetting her was one of the prices he had to pay for going against the will of heaven and gathering her soul.

He took away the peach blossom hairpin in her hair, and her long black hair flowed all over the floor like running water.

"Shen Chenzhou!"

Just then, peach blossoms flew by and kissed her cheek.

He crushed the peach petals that fell on her lips with his fingertips, and the delicate color melted away on his fingertips, pretending to be sad.

"I gathered your spirit scattered across the three realms before I ended my retreat... and you came back seriously injured..."

Chun Nianren hurriedly covered his lips, but her palm felt a hot smile.

Shen Chenzhou laughed softly, his chest shaking. He stroked the red line on her wrist, and held her wrist with one hand and pulled it apart.

"You still remember to come back. My Spirit Lake has become your bed, Lady Goddess."

During those years of searching throughout the three realms and ten continents, he had seen the deepest snow in Guixu and walked through the darkest nights in the human world, and finally he was able to piece together her soul.

To be honest, he has a lot of grievances.

But love in the world is mostly like this. If you think carefully, there is always a debt.

Shen Chenzhou kissed away the crystal tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes.

"Why are you crying again..."

[Shen Chenzhou's happiness index: 100%]

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[This mission has a total of 15 points of good deeds, details are: Hidden mission [Heart-to-Heart Contract] gets 5 points, hidden mission [Protoss' Trouble] gets 5 points, hidden mission [Twists and Turns] gets 5 points]

[Cumulative charity value: 82/100]

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