Cold Mountain Bells to Passenger Ships

In the Yongde Hall of Shuiyunzong, the suzerain Hong Zhien is in a black robe with python pattern, sitting in the main seat, and the hall is magnificent.

Standing in front of him was a young man, his hair was tied into a high ponytail with a headband, a few strands of hair hung over his shoulders, he was dressed in black with a red scarf, and he had a Qiankun bag on his waist. She has a delicate face, but there is a sly look in her eyes, a little girlish, her eyes are floating around, as if she is thinking about something.

Suzerain Hong Zhien said: "Xiang Yaoze, you have worked hard all the way. Since you are here to attend the inauguration ceremony of the Acacia House on behalf of Fengmen in Lushan, you can rest here for a few days. I will send someone to take you around. Say what you need."

Yao Ze took a sip of tea and said, "The suzerain is too polite, so I'll just wander around. Do your work! Don't worry about me."

The suzerain Hong Zhi'en said: "My niece is new here and I don't know the way. I will find someone to guide you. If you lose you, Master Lu will blame me."

Yao Ze shook his right foot impatiently, rolled up a book in his left hand and said, "It's so stuffy here, I'm going out to get some air and stay with me."

Hong Zhien sighed and watched Yao Ze leave.

Su Qin stood outside Hao Shuai's thatched hut. It has been 100 years. Hao Shuai is an old man with frosty hair, evening drums and morning bells. Said to find the sword fairy."

Hao Shuai's face was full of wrinkles, he shook his head pleasantly and said, "Xiaojuan, I've already had breakfast."

The little girl sighed and stomped her feet and pouted, "Why are you here again!

Su Qin had already pushed open the wooden door, and a warm afternoon sun came in. He saw Hao Shuai leaning on his back and falling asleep.

A Knight (End of the play)

Yao Ze sucked his nose with red eyes, and read the seventh volume of a certain chivalrous man hundreds of times, and his sleeves were wet with tears: "Su Qin can finally see Hao Shuai for the last time. Why is the author writing so touchingly! Fuck you... woo... Damn!"

Like him, Miao Yuejun is a loyal fan of Qingtian Lantern. Yaoze burns a copy for him every year as soon as "Xia Ke Mou" is updated.

The peddler at the bookstall knocked on the iron pot with a spoon and sang: "People are clothes and horses and saddles. You can see through your appearance. You want to cry during the day and cry at night, and you want to go to the capital in your dreams~ When your feet are off the ground, the virus will be shut down, and everything will go up." Not going~ Howl~ Aw~ The spring breeze of reform is blowing all over the ground~ Blowing all over the place~ The spring breeze is blowing all over the ground, the people in the Central Plains are really uplifting~ Really uplifting, the people are really uplifting, this world is too crazy, mice are all cats as bridesmaids, Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang , Qi Delong's thud! Come on! Come on! The latest chapter of "Xia Ke Mo" in Qingtian Lantern! Happy ending! Come on! The third time!"

Yao Ze was walking in the middle of the street when his shoulder was hit hard by a person. He staggered and hugged his arms tightly. A certain chivalrous man cursed mercilessly: "I am your ancestor for eighteen generations! His mother walked without a belt." eyes?"

The man was disheveled, wearing a blue shirt and brocade clothes, he couldn't see his face clearly, he muttered to himself, but he ran fast with his feet, Yao Ze patted his chest, today Lu Weiran lined up to help him get the first "Xia Ke Mo" He was in a good mood, watching the man running in the opposite direction, decided to let this guy go, and scolded with his scarf all over his head, "You fucking lunatic!"

He was reading the seventh volume of a chivalrous man again, and a girl wearing the uniform of the guard of Houxian Mansion passed by him in a carriage. People on the street saw the flags of Houxian Mansion on the carriage and automatically moved to both sides. a driveway.

The girl sent the letter to the Acacia Room, stepped out the door and tightened her waist, and looked down to see a lunatic next to her who was tearing at her jade pei and kept saying something: "Master's token...I want to find Master...I want to go Looking for Master..."

Seeing her standing outside the door, the disciple inside shouted, "Miss Chen, do you need help?"

Chen Yijie hurriedly said: "No need, it's fine!"

Zhong Li poked his head from the room and saw the lunatic with a disgusted expression on his face, "Is it really not necessary?"

Chen Yijie said: "No, thank you, brother."

Seven years ago, the Danyang Altar was destroyed, and Zhongli was the only one left to join Hong Zhien. He worked as the head of the Acacia Room and was exhausted from the mountain of paperwork. They all hope that the former leader of Tianting will come back to help one day, but they all know that this is impossible.

Zhong Li turned around and entered the room with a stack of files in his arms. Chen Yijie untied the jade pei from his waist and handed it to the lunatic with a smile, "Does your master have this kind of jade pei? Here it is."

The lunatic was vague and didn't know what he was talking about. A tall man wearing a bamboo hat strode over from the side, took the jade pei from the lunatic's hand and wanted to return it to Chen Yijie, but the lunatic slapped him on the arm loudly. , Chen Yijie saw the lunatic pitifully and said: "Hey, it's okay, just give it to him!"

The man said in a low voice like a trumpet: "I'm really sorry, my brother's brain is broken, so I bothered you."

Then half dragging and half holding the lunatic away quickly and disappearing into the crowd, Chen Yijie straightened his clothes and got on the carriage and drove all the way in the direction of Hanshan.

The two sword auras in the sky on the carriage depict lofty mountains and misty clouds, breaking through the wind from the direction of Fuling’s tomb, and clear and white light flies past rapidly. A dignified and bright woman is wearing an apricot yellow Taoist robe, bright red hairband and black hair. Intertwining and dancing, a small section of the fan handle of the lone boat is exposed at the waist.

Next to Tianwen Jianqi is a man wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, with a somewhat aloof temperament, and a somewhat independent and arrogant face, with a straight face and bright brows, but his eyes are full of contempt, his temples are silver and white, wearing a Taoist crown, Carrying a large sword box behind his back, glowing with aura.

Pavilion Master Chu said in a deep tone: "It's been a long time, the four seasons are dry and prosperous, and there is a way of reincarnation, so don't be hurt."

Qiandeng said calmly, "The Dao has its own way, and this disciple understands it."

The clouds were blown away by the sword energy, and the peaks stretched under the feet, pine trees, high mountains, waterfalls, and rapids. All the disciples beside him, Lang Sheng, said: "Heaven and earth are furnaces! Hello, Pavilion Master Chu! The Tao follows nature, and the Wanfu Pavilion Master is good!" "

"Heaven and earth are furnaces! Hello, Pavilion Master Chu! The Tao follows nature, and Hello, Vice Pavilion Master Wan!"

"Heaven and earth are furnaces! Hello, Pavilion Master Chu! The Tao follows nature, and Hello, Vice Pavilion Master Wan!"

In the layered Taoist robes of Vice Pavilion Master Wan, a small piece of scorched paper was blown out of the wine red lining by the gust of wind, and there were only a few remaining words written on it: Hao Shuai leaned on his back and fell asleep...and the back Burnt to charred black but can't see clearly.

The pieces of paper fluttered along the mountain wind from the Tianxiao Sword Pavilion, the water waves of the cold mountain were blown by the spring breeze, and seven years of years slowly fell and the flowers drifted to the east of the sky. The man with a voice like a bell waved his hand holding Artemisia: "I'll wait for you here."

Sanniang walked up to Hanshan Mountain, holding the five yuan wonton soup made by Chen Yijie in her hand. The front yard and backyard of the small wooden house were neat and tidy. Standing outside the fence, she saw him sitting on a bamboo chair, stepping on a hoe with his fingertips Turning the porcelain cup, the aroma of "Cuihua Niang" diffuses out.

"My lord, the spring is cold, I will give you these new clothes inside."

Zhong Lidao raised his head and drank the remaining Cuihua Niang, and said with a smile, "Well, that box won't be wonton soup again, right?"

Sanniang's voice came out from the open window: "Yes! Yijie built a restaurant in Feicui Valley that specializes in wonton soup, and the hired cook said that he wanted to change the wonton restaurant. What is it called a restaurant that only sells wontons... umm The lock was embroidered and I took it away. They changed the name all day long, and the name of the signboard was changed every day... Alas! The bottom of the bowl is cracked and I need to replace it with a new one, otherwise it will hurt my hands, huh! Alright! Just right!"

Sanniang folded her winter clothes and put them in the cabinet. The interior of the house is simple. There are four treasures of study on the desks, chairs, bookcases and table tops. The quilts are neatly folded. On the wooden frame on the wall is hung the poor sword with a snow-white tassel hanging from the hilt and a thumb on it. It's as big as a ebony seal, and the rest is empty and spotless, but it's a little... lonely.

Zhong Lidao closed his eyes and sunbathed on the chair in the courtyard.

Sanniang closed the door and walked behind him with her skirt in her hand. After Tianxiaoyu collapsed seven years ago, Zhong Lidao returned to Houxian Mansion for a few days to rectify and then moved to Hanshan. The historical records of that year recorded that Lord Qingping was wiped out with a bow and a sword. The five-headed King of Hades himself perishes in Tianxiaohe in exchange for peace in the world.

The world is clean and the rivers are clear, and the heavens are full of singing and wine. The Dongsha Demons and the Xianmen get along well. The difference between the Dongsha Demons and the Central Plains on the household registration is only two characters, and there is no other difference. Most of the internal affairs are handled by Hong Wu, while the external affairs are taken over by Qiandeng. Qiandeng also serves as the master of Wanjiabao and the deputy master of Jiange, and he often travels between both ends.

Zhong Lidao has never expressed his position. No one in Houxian Mansion dared to mention the son-in-law. The word Qingping Jun seems to be a taboo. Sanniang often comes to Hanshan to report the recent affairs of the mansion, and no one else has the courage to set foot on Hanshan.

Zhong Lidao has the previous owner's space alone in Hanshan. Although many furniture has been replaced by Sanniang, he can still feel a familiar memory.

One autumn day, thousands of houses across the Tianjiang River were lit up, and the songs on the fishing boats echoed. Zhong Lidao stood on the hillside watching the night scene. When he walked to the pier, he kicked something. Looking down, it was a dark wine urn. It was sealed with a white string of emerald stones, and he stretched out his hand all the way to 21 altars of "Cuihua Niang" lined up the entire wooden stack. Two figures stood on the boat amidst the lights and drifted with the tide. He bent down and raised a jar of wine to the people on board Shaking: "Go steal other people's things again and give them to me, I can't stand this pair of idiot brothers."

One person on the boat knelt down on one knee towards him and reached out to grab the other person who was about to jump into the water. Zhong Lidao didn't even look at it and turned his head to hold "Cui Hua Niang" while drinking and walking up the slope.

Sanniang is not drunk with a thousand cups to practice a peerless "Gujiu sword". He is curious if he can use "Cuihua Niang" to sublimate this sword. Sanniang said that it is too violent. To 5000 taels!How can you use such expensive wine to practice swords!

Seeing that she refused to take it, Zhong Lidao had no choice but to open jar after jar to drink.

Zhongli said that he hadn't dreamed about his youth for a long time. At that time, the man drew his bow and walked away, and smiled at him, "I like this world, and I like the world with you even more."

The man disappeared in the darkness of nothingness. The Shangqiong sword fell from the sky and stuck on the cliff. The sky and clouds were dyed with colorful lights. It seemed that only this fairy sword could prove the existence of that man.

He drank a lot, ate very little, his cheeks were a little thin, his skin was whiter than a magnetic cup, and his collarbone was exposed in the open indigo robe. Sanniang felt distressed when she saw it, but she couldn't persuade him. Zhong Lidao behaved more normal than ever When he heard the footsteps outside the house, he knew it was Sanniang. When he saw the aura of the sword wind in the sky, he knew who Tianxiao sent down the mountain. When he smelled the mellow aroma of Cuihua Niang, he knew that the pair of brothers were coming again. Go dry someone else's wine cellar.

"The stars and rivers in the sky turn, and the curtains hang down in the world. There are tears on the pillow mat. Get up and untie Luo Yi to chat and ask, how is the night.

The green paste lotus pods are small, and the golden lotus leaves are thin.Old weather old clothes.Only the feelings are different, the time of the old home. "

He casually flipped through the book of poems, and read it with Cuihua Niang with his eyes downcast. The cold bell on the hillside outside rang, and the sound of the bell drifted across the Tianjiang River. Good things ring the bell year after year—

Heaven -

Huanyu Temple, above the huge celestial body and stars, meteor showers, the ground of the hall is paved with polished moonstones, the Jinxing Emperor stands in the Venus Gallery, he is stroking his white beard with a letter of appointment in his hand, and the Galaxy Gallery flashes out A figure, the silver armor of the supervisor shines, and the golden knife with the tiger's head on the waist, Long Yunhubu said loudly: "Dijun, the white tiger supervisor is reporting!"

A gentle and polite voice said: "Canglong Mengzhang is here."

Emperor Jinque said kindly: "Both of you are ready, let's start!"

Meng Zhang's eyes flashed with excitement that he could not conceal in his life. The letter of appointment was what he had wanted all his life, and the depths of his soul kept screaming, almost thinking it was a dream!

He knelt down on one knee with trembling hands, and raised his hands flat. Emperor Jinque handed him the letter of appointment and said, "You don't have to go back to the Canglong Temple in the future."

Meng Zhang restrained his trembling fingers to open the letter of appointment, his pupils constricted and reflected a few large characters, and a thunderbolt from the blue sky stared at him in a daze. He snorted and said, "Are you happy now? This guy is fine for doing such an exaggerated thing to A Su! How can you say that someone needs to be the villain in a story, this insidious bastard, don't think I don't know you are Publicly avenging personal enmity and being jealous of Ah Su..."

Meng Zhang was like a weak grass. He was pushed forward by the guard, and the appointment letter fell to the ground. He still maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee, with both hands on the ground and no expression. Don't let him be weak in writing and have a deadly virtue!

He murmured: "Like a literati, with your small body, do you want to be a literary star for a few days before passing out at your post? You are such a bastard who can't lift a pen and has ugly handwriting, it's really cheap for you!" He bent down and reached out to pick up the appointment letter on the ground.

Meng Zhang stopped in place as if struck by lightning, his eyes were hollow and out of focus, and he even refused to reply abnormally.

Emperor Jinque asked curiously: "What are you talking about? Who said that Meng Zhang is going to pick up Wenquxing?"

The supervisor looked at the letter of appointment and said, "No way! This bastard has worked so hard to get this position. I knew his sinister intentions and killed him first..."

At the same time, one person is wearing the wine-red official robe of the Wenxing Palace, the black gold bamboo pendant is shaking on the left ear, and the fairy brush is twirling quickly between the fingers of the right hand until the afterimage is left. The guard watched him open his mouth wide, and the poor letter of appointment landed again.

Emperor Jinque waved his hand to the man and said, "Wenquxing was hand-picked by His Highness Huanyu, so the heavenly court has made a personnel change and made some adjustments, um, what else to say... um... I think I'm really old and my memory is bad." ……Ah, that’s right! Come to think of it, this, because Mo Xuan encouraged the five-headed hell kings to run rampant in the world, indirectly used lynching to beat the disabled immortals, and deceived the chief to forge documents during his tenure, the sentence was added or subtracted for 300 years, and that’s about it. .”

Meng Zhang numbly got up and patted his hem, responded, turned and left expressionlessly, the supervisor was in a good mood when he saw that he was unlucky, pointed at his back and laughed and said: "You deserve it! You are the only one who is smart in the Six Realms! Want to be Wenquxing, right? It’s not what you want! It’s really comforting to be a martial god and reflect on yourself, the way of heaven is reincarnation! By the way, Wenquxing, your fairy brush is so beautiful, what’s it called?”

Wen Quxing spun the fairy pen and looked at the Sifang Hongchen mirror, smiling a little bit with a strange and crazy look: "This fairy brush is called the sunny day pen"

The personnel changes in the Heavenly Court are not "a little adjustment" as Emperor Jinque said, but a lot of adjustments. The White Tiger Supervisor is still Changfeng. Before reaching the Heavenly Court, he sent a thick stack of notices in a threatening manner, clearly listing Mo Xuan's actions one by one. This Wen Quxing is really crazy enough to slap his former boss in the face!

A hundred years later, the stars of Wenqu finally returned to their thrones, and the cold bells in Hanshan rang for three days and three nights. The whole world celebrated together, singing and dancing promoted peace, the people rejoiced, and fairy music was sung, and the bells spread throughout the six realms!

The scenery was beautiful early in the morning, Zhong Lidao was sitting in front of the window writing, and the bells from Hanshan came to the passenger ship, what was different from the past was that there was a faintly unfamiliar singing voice among them.

He put down his pen and stood up. On the paper was the man who had taught him "the way of heaven, benefit but not harm, the way of man, do not fight for nothing." He practiced the correct handwriting over and over again, and a stack of rice paper by the table was blown by the wind. Falling, he reached out to close the window.

Zhong Li said that he had never heard singing other than Han Zhong, so he pressed a piece of jade on the paper and went outside.

Zhong Lidao was a little puzzled and wary, followed the strange singing voice through the flower forest, a gust of east wind blew the petals all over the sky, a peach blossom bloomed in front of his eyes, the beauty was like a dream.

Pushing aside the branches hanging in front of you, the voice is like a guqin clanging, vast and far away, and the sound is vast——

"Heaven is divided into yin and yang, you want to ask the sky, you have six desires and seven emotions, you are neither sad nor happy, don't worry, don't worry, I am with you-"

Tao rhyme? !

how……

Is it him...or did I mishear again...

His heart seemed to be thrown high, and he was afraid of expecting too much and being disappointed so much that his soul would be hurt again, so he stepped forward in fear.

The more Zhong Lidao listened, the more shocked his hands trembled, and he almost couldn't stand still. A huge black dragon appeared in the sky flicking its head and tail in the peach blossom forest. Sunshine said: "Don't mess around!"

The black dragon hummed lowly, and a person standing between the dragon's horns flew down lightly, his face could not be seen clearly in the backlight.

The silver light pierced the sky, and a young man in white clothes with bamboo patterns and wide sleeves stepped on the clouds, with golden crowns and belts, white jade belts and tassels flying, and walking slowly with bows chasing the moon and washing dust on their backs.

Zhong Lidao's heart was blank, he was too afraid that this was another empty dream, he woke up with pain all over his body.

His vision became a bit blurred, he clenched his fists and then loosened them, Zhong Lidao looked at him in bewilderment for the first time, and his whole body froze in place.

Qinsu's beautiful voice, with high mountains and flowing water, said: "A Li, I'm here to marry you."

Zhong Lidao saw him stretching out his hand towards him, and slowly passed it over, then bumped into his warm embrace.

The flowers are flying all over the sky, just like in Tianwaitian, Gexian Qiaotou, and Houxian Mansion, the peach blossoms are flying and colorful, just like a hundred years of waiting and a momentary embrace.