Earthly Blue Yanlu

Mo Linglang rubbed his forehead with a headache, and gradually understood what Lilou said at the beginning. Lilou said, "When the dust and things in the world are disturbing and turbulent, there are some things that I may not understand at the time. After all the dust has settled You can only know the taste of it" and said "some things can only be truly understood after passing through", he didn't understand at that time, he just thought that leaving the building hurts the spring and the autumn, and saying these words may not be what he realized, At that time, I thought it was boring when I heard it, but today I feel that it is indeed the same thing. The world is full of flashes, who can break the thousands of melancholy, and resist the entanglement of the world of mortals. Qi's gods and gods also have times when they are bound by the mortal world, and they are even more worried about him as a tiny fairy, but as Li Lou said, only by passing through can one understand the melancholy. Now what he has experienced is probably also his fate. It is already doomed.

The servant girl let out an exclamation, pulling back Mo Linglang's messy thoughts, and saw a young maidservant standing at the door, holding a round moon plate rimmed with silver silk, and placed a white jade engraved with fish patterns. With a wide mouth bowl, he walked in in surprise: "Which ignorant sister did this? She went there with the door wide open. I wonder if the young master is ill?" He closed the door casually, walked to the bed, and asked Mo Ling Lang saluted respectfully, and said with a smile: "The master knew that the young master hadn't eaten rice water for a day, so he specially asked the servant to cook a bowl of ginseng glutinous rice porridge. The young master should use more, so that the wind and cold will go away quickly."

"You go out." Mo Linglang rubbed his forehead with his hand, looking at the ceiling.The hand of the maidservant serving the porridge paused slightly, and then persuaded with a smile: "Young master is not in good health, let the servant serve you, if the master knows..."

"I told you to go out and you don't have ears?" He frowned slightly, his tone was slightly angry, and his voice was still soft, but it still made the little servant girl's eyes blush.

Mo Linglang was already very annoyed in his heart, but when he looked at the poor little maidservant who was half kneeling on the bedside with her head bowed, she sighed helplessly, and said softly: "I can drink the porridge by myself, no need It’s getting late for you to serve, you should go back and rest, but don’t be tired when I need you tomorrow, and your service makes me uncomfortable, then it’s not just a few words to teach you.” The servant girl who wiped her tears calmly said slowly, "I'm not going down, you have to wait until I get angry before you can listen?"

Mo Linglang covered his face with his loose sleeves, and when he heard light and quick footsteps closing the door and walking away, he slowly took away his sleeves and regained his senses silently.

He suddenly remembered one thing, why did he throw something?Looking back now, I feel that my reaction was very problematic, just like a genuine wife who suddenly found out that her husband had raised a vixen outside, and expressed her dissatisfaction in a big way, but her reaction today, uh... is really a little too big .Mo Linglang patted his forehead in distress, feeling that he hadn't been in trouble recently, but rather.

He got up slowly from the bed, and finished the porridge slowly. Just now, he suddenly remembered something and then suddenly forgot. to sleep.

After the spring rain, the trees and flowers regenerate very quickly, and a peach blossom in front of Yixin Hall is in full bloom, as bright as a haze.The breeze blows in from the propped up window panes, gently blowing the sleeping Mo Linglang.

Mo Linglang had a dream, a very lengthy one. The dream was full of floating white mist, and the long chirping of birds could be vaguely heard, sometimes melodiously like a yellow warbler, sometimes sad like a cuckoo, as if there were leaves following the light The wind was rustling, but there was no shadow of a tree to be found, but a clear and beautiful figure stood in the tumbling white mist, vague and unreal, just standing there, but submerged in the rolling mist for a moment.Although it was in a dream, Mo Linglang felt clearer than in reality. When the figure approached, the corners of his lips moved slightly, clearly calling the word "Linglang". He felt strange in his heart, but he couldn't think of it untie.In a trance, the scenery changed again. Although there was a hazy and untouchable feeling in this place, he still knew immediately that the place he was in was Luoyu Valley.

The tall and tall trees are lush and lush, casting large swaths of shadows, the sun is mischievous through the luxuriant leaves, and the swaying pieces of gold are falling all over the place, and the surroundings are full of birdsong, either happy or sad, low or crisp, disturbing The branches are covered with cages, and as far as the eye can see, the endless grass covers the ground along the mountain, and there is a clear stream winding in the grass, slowly extending to the distance.

Looking at this scene, Mo Linglang remembered a hobby he had when he was young.At that time, he liked to squat under the tree very much, watching the sunlight swaying gently on the ground, then took off his shoes, barefoot, and giggled non-stop as he stepped on the broken gold.

He felt that he was really carefree at that time, and he would laugh happily at any interesting scene. Since when did he become quiet?Suddenly, he felt discomfort in his eyes, and he frowned slightly as a bright light stabbed him.Youyou opened her eyes, although she knew that she was in a dream just now, but she couldn't help being stunned when she woke up.

"woke up"

Mo Linglang looked sideways, and saw Li Lou in a lake blue robe sitting on a pier beside the rosewood table, with his chin resting on one hand and a cup of tea in the other, looking at him with a half-smile. The melon seeds fell on the ground.

"When did you come?" Mo Linglang got up from the bed, leaned against the bed rail and looked at Lilou, suddenly the altar lit up, and remembered that the things he forgot last night had a lot to do with Lilou.

Most of the time when Mo Linglang was young, he lived with his master, Jackal Yu, on Mount Lili, and at that time, Lilou followed Jackal Yu every step of the way, and would come over and hold his ear and gnash his teeth when Jackal Yu couldn't look after him. Tell him to "stay away from your master", "how old is a child, and he is always in your master's arms, and I don't feel ashamed" or say something like "don't hug your master under my nose, I will get angry when I look at it" "If one day I accidentally throw you out of Tribulus Mountain, don't blame me" and other inexplicable words, when he was young, he didn't understand Lilou's thoughts, and it was only when he was 13 years old that he didn't understand I finally understood something, I was jealous of him when I left the building...

"Linglang, I didn't realize that you are so powerful. As soon as you go out, you hook the pervert into the bed, tsk tsk, you are so powerful." Lilou took a sip of tea, ate melon seeds and said leisurely: "Is your body better? Do you need me?" show you?"

"Are you here just to watch my jokes?" Mo Linglang glared at Li Lou angrily, and said displeasedly, "Where's my master? He didn't come?"

Li Lou raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently, and said gloomily, "I don't know."

There was a smell of vinegar in his tone, Mo Linglang thought about it, when he was sick when he was young, he couldn’t eat anything that tasted right, but he only liked to eat a kind of wild fruit on Tribulus mountain, so his master decided to To please him, whenever he was sick and unhappy, he would bring that fruit to coax him, and it worked perfectly. He guessed that his master was probably going to wash the fruit at the moment.Slightly smiled and said, "Uncle Li Lou still likes to be jealous as always."

Just as Li Lou was about to refute something, he glanced at the closed door from the corner of his eyes, stretched out his hand and squeezed the formula, disappeared, and said unhurriedly: "Your master said that I am a vinegar jar, if I don't eat more Vinegar, how can I be worthy of the title your master bestowed on me?"