Traveling through the little expert and his wonderful employers

Cheng Xiaobai had just finished eating steamed sea bass this day, and was rubbing his stomach contentedly.I heard someone outside the courtyard calling him like a ghost,

"The prince is here! Qi Xiaobai, Qi Xiaobai—"

When Cheng Xiaobai went out, Ao Yan saw that he didn't serve the pot this time, and jumped up in disappointment and pain, "I obviously came here just to eat..."

Cheng Xiaobai complained silently in his heart:

Also a foodie!I will do it anyway! !what can you do! ! !

Ao Yan sized him up from head to toe, "Eh? Why do you feel that you are much better?"

No!This guy can increase his cultivation base by just eating and drinking tea every day? ! !

The corner of Cheng Xiaobai's mouth twitched: "You have no fish to eat even if you exaggerate me as a great Luo Jinxian."

But in recent years, it seems that it has indeed integrated better with the Nine Yi Contract...

The sky is clear and clear, the breeze blows across the lake and blows fine ripples, shining like broken gold in the sun.There was a short table by the Luoxing Lake, and two figures, one red and one white, were sitting on the floor. The dim sum in the small dish decreased rapidly. Ao Yan ate with a round face, and said inarticulately, "You are also the one who makes dim sum. Brother taught it?"

Cheng Xiaobai nodded.

Ao Yan took a sip of clear tea, and swallowed the Jiuzhen Plum Blossom Cake mixed with the rich tea fragrance, her heart was filled with freshness, "Hey, by the way, it's been 100 years, is your senior brother planning to come back?"

It's okay not to come back!If he really doesn't come back, he will go to Xihai to roll up his bed tomorrow! !

Cheng Xiaobai put down the teacup, "Brother said he would definitely come back."

Ao Yan looked at the serious expression of the young man, and hesitated for a moment, "...I told you to be on guard against him before and you never liked to hear... To be honest, I think he is very dangerous, do you understand intuitively?...Do you remember that time we two Going to see the Lantern Festival, he..."

"Stop it!" Cheng Xiaobai's tone was unprecedentedly fierce, with an anger that he didn't even notice, and when he thought of what Ao Yan said "never come back", he couldn't help being irritable.

Ao Yan had never seen this person like this before, and was stunned for a moment. He was exhausted by some things recently, and at this moment, he felt angry, and stood up with a slap on the table: "You and I, who have been here for hundreds of years, Friendship! I can’t even say a word about him! Do you know what I saw at the Lantern Festival? There was murderous intent in his eyes! I only met him a few times and never said anything to him. The murderous intent was directed at me No way?!"

Cheng Xiaobai still sat there, and said flatly, "Stop talking."

Ao Yan took a deep breath, calmed down her breath, and all the arrogance and arrogance that floated on the surface in the past faded away, "You just trust your senior brother like that? I remember you said that you have gone wrong in your practice and lost your memory. How do you know? Didn't that senior brother of yours harm you? I guess your bloodline should be extremely high, even I can't see it... How do you know that he didn't have a conspiracy?..."

"In addition to cooking, what else has he taught you for hundreds of years?!"

"Qi Xiaobai, don't lie to yourself."

The person in front of him still looked calm, pursed his lips and did not speak.

"You do not trust me?!"

"Okay! The Crown Prince doesn't care about you!"

Ao Yan turned around and left, half a stick of incense passed by, but did not come back.

The blue luan bird fluttered its wings, and the voice from far away in the sky was full of confusion, "...I'm going to the ghost world to find Fengjiu, you should also take care..."

The huge Jiuyi Mountain has been much cleaner since then.

Li Bai came back after looking for many human story books, Cheng Xiaobai read the story books while drinking tea with melon seeds.

Meanwhile, the guest came to Jiuyi again. The fast-rolling rocks and strangely protruding branches on the mountain made him spend a lot of time. Brushing off his robe, he asked in surprise, "What's going on here?"

The boy in white brought out two small round stools, spread his hands innocently, "I don't know."

Feng Linqing raised his eyebrows lightly, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"The house is messy and not cleaned up."

"...The pot of Yuqianchun I drank here last time is not bad."

"It's gone, there is still half a box of summer tea powder left, do you want it?"

"never mind…"

The two sat down, and the boy held hands together: "Senior brother is not here, what are you doing here?"

"Little Baibai, big, cough... I'm here to look for you." Seeing the boy's face change his words hastily, it's been a long time since I haven't seen the little guy who likes to blow his hair, and he has grown up.

The boy glanced at him, "Huh?"

"Your senior brother asked me to pass on a message..." He stopped suddenly, deliberately looking at the boy's face.

I saw the corners of the mouth curled up slightly, the lazy boy froze suddenly, although his face was still expressionless, the flash of light in his eyes and the clenched fists at his side betrayed his nervousness, the boy relaxed again in an instant, and asked calmly "...what did he say?"

"He said that something has changed in the matter at hand, and it will probably take some time to come back, at most 100 years..."

The boy's eyes darkened slightly, "I see."

Feng Linqing was a little more certain about the guess in her heart. After all, she had been with her for hundreds of years. No matter how dull and indifferent a person was, she would definitely develop feelings for her... It's just that this person might not be a good person, and a flash of light suddenly appeared in her eyes. Interested, "Do you like him?"

The turning point was too fast, Cheng Xiaobai hadn't realized it, and he hesitated to speak after a while, "...Like it? It's written in the storybook, it's not about love between a man and a woman and a concubine's love..."

Feng Linqing put on the appearance of a life mentor, with a blinding golden light shining behind him, and said deeply and emotionally, "When you fall in love with someone, it doesn't matter whether he is a man or a woman, a human or a demon, a fairy or a demon. , you just want to accompany him, protect him, and spend a long life together."

After the surprise, there was silence, to spend a long life together, he really wanted to spend... with his brother...

His eyes were still confused, "I don't know..." He suddenly stared at the person in front of him steadily, "You...do you know where he is and what he's up to?"

Feng Linqing thought for a while, "In the end, he's going to Jiuchong Tianxian Palace..." It's nothing to tell Cheng Xiaobai about this, anyway, when he wears it back, his memory has recovered, but thinking of Qi Buyan's plan Added another sentence, "You can just wait here..." Don't run out to find someone in a moment of brain twitch...

Seeing the young man's confused and entangled eyes... Feng Linqing curled his lips into a smile, and in a good mood, he swaggered down the mountain.

In less than half a cup of tea, Cheng Xiaobai patted his belly to cook, no matter what kind of feelings he had, it was always a bondage, so why bother to figure it out?

He used the red leaves of Jiuyi Mountain to calculate the time, and the maple leaves turned red and fell again.

The young man in white stood on a cliff with a strong mountain wind, like an ice lotus blooming in a sea of ​​fire, indifferent and dusty.

Not a movie series, 300 years of long time, which second is not abruptly survived.

He often thinks that whether he likes it or not is not important anymore.

How many feelings can there be, time has long since worn out, and the rest is clearly...

obsession.

More and more clear obsession.

The clouds flew by.The moon is full and the moon is waning, the stars are changing, the flowers and plants in Jiuyi Mountain are withered, and new buds are sprouting again.The short-lived little demon becomes old, and after a hundred years, there will be a new little demon.Everything has changed, but the appearance reflected in Luoxing Lake remains unchanged.

An obsession about waiting and returning.

The fiery sunset seemed to burn up the sky, the shadows of two rocking chairs standing side by side in the courtyard were elongated, one of them was empty, and Cheng Xiaobai's hand gently rubbed the armrest of the chair, the lines were clear, as if the person was still there.

The quiet and weak-looking woman brought a pot of Spring City Sparrow Tongue, and smiled softly, "Are you bored, sir? Would you like to listen to Li Bai tell a story?"

Cheng Xiaobai's eyes lit up: This is the rhythm of the story! ! !Girl, you still have this hidden skill! !

Push the rocking chair beside her to her, "Sit down and talk slowly."

Li Bai put the teapot on the low table, and said slowly, "600 years ago, there was a scholar who fell into poverty and made a living by selling calligraphy and paintings. It happened to happen a night of spring rain, and when the sun cleared the next morning, there was a The pear tree was in bloom. The scholar saw that the pear blossom was pure white and flawless, full of light, so he was so blessed that he picked up a brush and began to paint. After a while, a pear tree blossomed on the paper... The pear blossom in the painting was full of charm, and the scholar was overjoyed. A line on the title...'Snow makes skin and jade looks, don't marry coquettishness to Dongfeng'..."

Just relying on the feeling of reading all the excerpts of the storybook... I bet that Wumao is a scholar who sold his paintings, got a lot of money to go to Beijing to catch up with the exam, and the legendary story of the winner in life who was awarded the first prize in high school and married a princess... Sister, continue to tell~

"The scholar sold this painting, and many people in the market offered high prices, but when he looked at the pear blossom, he felt that it would be difficult for him to make such a good painting in his life... Feeling very reluctant, he put the painting away again. Brought it back... Later, I often wrote and painted under the pear tree,

He also often confides his talents and troubles to that pear tree... After half a year like this, the night was turbulent, and the purple thunder that was as thick as the mouth of the bowl struck the pear tree. Well... the next day, the wind was calm and the rain was over, and the scholar met a woman in the market place..."

It turns out that this is a story of a man and a monster falling in love with a couple farming and making a fortune, so I'll throw away the fifty cents...

Sure enough, the story did not go astray. The scholar and Lihuajing became married. During the day, there was a diligent woman who took care of the house, and at night, there was a red sleeve adding fragrance to the book desk. The days were like honey.In the second year, the scholar went to Beijing to rush for the exam, and said that he would live up to her when he returned home.

That pear flower essence waited for scholars in the small courtyard, year after year, but the scholars never came back.

At this time, the twilight is over, the crescent moon sticks out in the dark sky, and the evening wind is mixed with the fragrance of tea and the fresh smell of the grass and trees in the mountains.

At this point in the story, Cheng Xiaobai looked at the woman's calm face, and suddenly he didn't want to listen to it.

But Li Bai was still talking, his tone was the same as before, no sadness or joy could be heard, "Eight years later, Lihua Jing made a small success in Taoism, and went to Beijing to look for the scholar, but found that the scholar had already achieved fame, opened his house, and married a beautiful wife. The pear blossom was so pained that she followed the scholar out of the mansion one day... only to find that the scholar came to a cemetery...in the ashes of paper money, holding the wine jar and crying loudly, choked up intermittently, "People have reincarnation and hell, I don't know you have one." No... There is a burial tomb, the paintings burned over the years may be sent to you?'”

"After the scholar left, Lihua Jing dared to appear in front of her. My wife Li Bai was engraved on the stele, Li Bai... I carefully concealed my identity, and I was worried about the different paths of monsters, but he... knew it all..."

"I was in a hurry to find him, but I fell into the hands of a monk. The monk wanted to take my soul to make alchemy. I begged him to let me see that man again... The monk sneered, 'Master Li is really a demon. Yes, eight years ago, there was a snake demon who fell in love with him and followed him all the way, turning into your skin to recognize him, just in time for the poor monk to be successful in Taoism and take him away...today I also took you to be her companion 'Jin Bodou came with a hood, and I was beaten to the brink of death before I could resist a few moves in a panic..."

Cheng Xiaobai didn't know what to say, so he asked, "What happened next?"

"Later, a white light blocked the monk, and the monk was seriously injured and ran away..."

"The mountain master at that time was the later Wuyou Xianjun. My body was charred and my life was dying. He asked me if I regretted it. I said that I only regretted not even seeing him for the last time... the mountain master rose up. With a heart of compassion, I broke off a dead branch and brought it back to Jiuyi. I was nourished by the spiritual energy every day, and after hundreds of years, I was transformed into a catastrophe again. Because I fell in love with others and caused karma. Harsh…"

Cheng Xiaobai patted the woman on the shoulder.

"After that, I often wondered if... if I went to him back then, would it be different, but there are so many ifs in this world..."

The woman gave him a faint smile, indicating that she was fine, and a distant sorrow filled her brows.

"Immortals still have a lot of disappointments, how can it be so easy to get what you want to be a little demon..."

Cheng Xiaobai thought for a while, then suddenly got up and went back to the house.

Brother.

You lied to me thousands of times, and you didn't tell the truth the last time.

You said you would come back, but you didn't.

You find someone to spread the word that you will come back in 100 years, but 300 years have not passed.

Then why should I wait?

Opening the carved wooden cabinet, wiping off the thin dust on the wooden sword, he said with a smile to himself, "It's a long way to go to the Immortal Palace, and the way ahead is unknown, I still need to use you once."

In the vast night, the woman in the white dress stood quietly in the courtyard, watching the back of the mountain fading away, tears streaming down her eyes.

Pear blossoms make your hair grow old, and make wedding dresses with others.