Scroll of Seven Sorrows

Most of all, her eyes are blindfolded, her vermilion lips parted lightly, her teeth are as white as shellfish, and she looks like a fairy in Yaotai at first glance.Floating life is a dream, the yellow beams are half an hour, the temples are stained with frost, and I live up to this, the good intentions of spring are fading.The mirror is sad and white-haired, the beauty is dark, and the old man is mourning for himself, and the peony is lying drunk and red makeup loose, but the end is not enough, the desire is hard to fill, the desire is hard to fill!

——"The Secret of Longevity"

After solving Miss Sun's serious problem, things went smoothly afterwards.

Half a month passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was Xia and Xiao's wedding.

The Dahua Hotel where the wedding was held has been well-arranged since yesterday, like a well-dressed girl, quietly waiting for the arrival of the two newcomers.

It's midsummer, and even though it's still morning, it still feels hot.All the famous people in old Shanghai are now covered under the greenery in the courtyard of the Da Hua Hotel.As Xiao Lang's younger brother, Meng San came back from England specially to attend the wedding. Today, his wife Lin Youshuang, who had been staying in China, was also with him. The two of them were arm in arm.Fan Wujiu held a glass of champagne, exchanged a few words with Meng San, and walked out of the crowd.

The people in the courtyard, some were talking in whispers, some saw the dignitaries who had no way to make friends on weekdays, and were flattering and flattering, and there were rich wives of wealthy families and celebrities in the social circle advocating each other, all dressed up. Dressing up, secretly competing with each other.But no matter what they were thinking in their hearts, all the guests were smiling, as if today was not the marriage of the Xia and Xiao families, but their day of great joy.

Suddenly, a symphony band walked to the right side of the fountain in the courtyard, and a wedding march resounded through half of Shanghai Beach.A long red carpet was laid from the fountain to the lobby of the hotel. Xie Bi'an was carrying a flower basket, and beside him was a girl from Xiao's family. The two of them acted as flower girls and walked out of the lobby sprinkled with bright red rose petals.Following closely behind the two flower girls are Xia Jinghe and Xiao Lang.

Xia Jinghe wore a tailor-made white wedding dress, with a white gauze designed and made by herself on her head, and Xiao Lang was holding Xiao Lang's hand in white gloves.Xiao Lang was dressed in a suit, with his hair combed back, and he only looked at Xia Jinghe from the beginning to the end.

The witness was the mayor of Shanghai, Nie, and the marriage testimony was nothing more than the old-fashioned blessing of growing old together.Reporters from major newspapers in Shanghai surrounded Mayor Nie and the two newcomers. As soon as the speeches were over, they rushed to the front to take photos for the two newcomers.You don't need to guess, you know that tomorrow all the newspapers in Shanghai will be dominated by Xiao Lang and Xia Jinghe on the front page.

After the firecrackers were let off, the guests entered the lobby of the hotel one after another, preparing to taste the next banquet. There were only red cannon skins left in the courtyard, like flowers that bloomed enthusiastically and withered quietly.

Xia Jinghe also returned to the hall talking and laughing with her sisters, only Xiao Lang was alone, with a pair of shiny leather shoes stepping on the cannon skin.

Meng Xuan didn't leave either, he leaned close to Lin Youshuang's ear, whispered a few words, Lin Youshuang nodded, greeted Xiao Lang again, and then followed the footsteps of the guests into the hall.

Meng Xuan and Xiao Lang looked at each other for a long time before opening their mouths: "Brother Xiao is happily married, Miss Xia is a natural beauty, she is a rare beauty, she is very suitable for you."

"Miss Lin, no, it's time to call me younger brother and sister, and they are also beautiful and charming. With Xiaoxuan, you are a gifted scholar and beautiful lady. After marriage, you two have always treated each other with respect and respect. You are a role model for me and Jinghe to learn from."

When the two talked, they didn't know how much was sincere and how much was false.

After a long silence, Meng Xuan spoke again: "Spring feast, sing a song with a glass of green wine. I would like to pay my respects to Chen Sanyuan again: first, I wish my husband a thousand years; The words I read to you on your 16th birthday, I will read it again today and give it to you and Ms. Xia, I wish you two are like two flying swallows on a beam, and see each other every year.”

"Xiaoxuan, you have a heart. I thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law. When you are free in the future, come and sit at home more often." Xiao Lang smiled and patted Meng Xuan on the shoulder.

Meng Xuan stopped talking and found an excuse to go to the banquet in the house.Xiao Lang still stood in the courtyard, looked at the blue sky in the distance, wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously with his hand, then squeezed out a happy smile, turned around to entertain the guests in the room.

The courtyard finally fell silent, a man came out from behind a tree not far from where Xiao Lang had just stood, wearing a long gown and a wide hat, it was Fan Wujiu.

When the two were talking just now, Fan Wujiu was always there, and he came out from behind the tree after the two left.He looked at Xiao Lang's figure from a distance, Xiao Lang was lonely like a wild goose separated from his group.

Fan Wujiu suddenly wants to talk to someone, but it seems that apart from Xie Bi'an, he doesn't have many people or ghosts he can talk to, but this time he doesn't want to chat with Xie Bi'an.He suddenly remembered Xiaojuan, so he opened Xie Bi'an's mustard space, and took out Xiaojuan.Fan Wujiu sat down directly against the tree, and then opened the cover of the book.

Xiao Juan was taking a nap, when Fan Wujiu opened it, its eyes hadn't been fully opened, its lazy appearance was somewhat similar to Qi Ye in normal times.

"Baye, sleepy." Xiaojuan said.

Fan Wujiu didn't care whether Xiao Juan was sleepy or not, he just wanted to find someone to listen to him: "I just heard the conversation between Xiao Lang and Meng Xuan."

Xiao Juan: "Well, what then?" Xiao Juan's voice was originally devoid of emotion, but at the moment it sounded like he was perfunctory to Fan Wujiu.

But Fan Wujiu didn't know what kind of stimulation he had received, and he didn't care whether Xiao Juan was perfunctory or not: "I didn't quite understand the poem that Meng San just read, but I understood what he meant. He and Xiao Lang didn't know what to do. Is there a story you can tell me?"

Xiaojuan's eyes were sleepy, and even turning pages became slow.

It was the last years of the Qing Dynasty, neither Xiao's family nor Meng's family were high-ranking officials, but Father Xiao and Father Meng shared the same interests and shared a passion for serving the country, so the two families got very close.The first time Xiao Lang met Meng Xuan was when he was four years old, when the revolution was in full swing, Meng Xuan and his second brother were sent to Xiao's house by his father because they were too young, and entrusted Madam Xiao to take care of them.

Zhuma and Zhuma's friendship, climbing trees together, fishing together, playing truant together, throwing books at the husband in anger, Xiao Lang has always regarded Meng Xuan as his own younger brother, but Meng Xuan's feelings for Xiao Lang have gradually changed.On Meng Xuan's 16th birthday, he used Feng Yansi's words to confess to Xiao Lang, but in exchange he said "I have an engagement with Miss Xia, and we will get married in a few years."In a fit of anger, Meng Xuan married Miss Lin's family, and then left for another country.

The story of the previous life seemed to be a little bit clearer. Hearing about Xiao Lang's death, Meng Xuan blamed everything on Xia Jinghe, deliberately returned to China, made Xia Jinghe his own woman, and then let her live in dire straits.

"Xiao Lang actually loves Meng Xuan, he just found out too late." Fan Wujiu said affirmatively.

Xiaojuan said: "Baye, I thought you didn't care about feelings."

"Why don't you care, I'm also human." Ba Ye smiled, "At least I used to be human."

Xiaojuan asked: "Baye, have you been inspired by anything?"

"It's not really an inspiration, but it's just seeing something clearly." Ba Ye still raised the corners of his mouth, and Xiao Juan suddenly found that Fan Wujiu's smile was actually very good-looking, not as fierce as usual with a straight face, giving people a feeling that he is now The illusion of spring.

"Has our task been completed?" Fan Wujiu asked suddenly.

"You can think so." Xiaojuan replied.

"Then call Master Qi and let's go back." Then Fan Wujiu made a sound transmission trick and called out Xie Bi'an.

The three of them stepped into the gate of the present world together and left this era.

12 years later.

There were people coming and going in the military tent, and the number of wounded people was increasing. Everyone's expression was extremely serious.Xia Jinghe, wearing a nurse's uniform already stained with blood, shuttled back and forth among the wounded soldiers, constantly comforting those soldiers who couldn't help moaning because of their injuries.Since the outbreak of the war, Xia Jinghe went to the front line together with Xiao Lang. She was pampered and pampered since she was a child, and she could only help the doctors as a nurse.But the work of a nurse was far more difficult than she had imagined. Xia Jinghe was not used to it at first, but after she forced herself, she knew everything.

"Miss Xia, someone is looking for you."

Hearing the shout, Xia Jinghe hurriedly put down what she was doing and walked out of the military tent.

The person who came to look for her was Xiao Lang. Because of the tense battle on the front line, the husband and wife hadn't seen each other for half a month.

Seeing Xiao Lang, Xia Jinghe's dignified expression finally became relaxed, and she hugged him tightly: "Xiao Lang, why are you here?"

Xiao Lang hugged Xia Jinghe in his arms, let her head rest on his chest, and said: "I'm afraid the front line can't hold it anymore, I'll send someone to take you home."

"Can't hold it? How could it be?" Xia Jinghe's phoenix eyes widened in horror, looking up at Xiao Lang's eyes, "Where is the support?"

"There is no support, we are fighting everywhere, and we are not the only ones on the battlefield." Xiao Lang said calmly.

"If I don't leave, isn't it just death? We'll die together. I can't leave you alone." Xia Jinghe's hands were trembling, but she still hugged Xiao Lang's waist tightly.

Xiao Lang smiled and said: "Okay, isn't it just death? It's good fortune to be able to die together. Jinghe, I, Xiao Lang, can be with you in this life."

The sound of gunfire from all around kept ringing, but Xia Jinghe was suddenly not afraid of anything.He is not afraid of life and death, nor is he afraid of his beauty getting old.She looked up at Xiao Lang's resolute face, feeling extremely full in her heart, suddenly a sea of ​​flames flashed in her mind, but the image disappeared in an instant, maybe it was something in her previous life.

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The fourth beauty of Fengdu in Fengdu Small Theater

As we all know, there are three beauties in Feng, Shenyu Xishi, Luoyan Wang Zhaojun and Shameful Yang Yuhuan.

The new ghost messenger asks the same question every time he sees the three beauties.When hearing this question for the first time, the three ghosts were puzzled, of course not only them, even Qi Ye felt that he had missed something when he was asked this question for the first time.

The question is: Where did the fourth beauty, Diao Chan, go?

The first time he was questioned by the ghost messenger, Qi Ye's heart almost stopped beating (if his heart still beats).He immediately went to Yan Luowang and turned the book of life and death from beginning to end. If he really missed a legendary beauty and didn't keep her in Fengdu, it would be a mistake at work and he would be punished.

Qi Ye looked through the book of life and death several times, and after feeling that his eyes were going blind, he finally confirmed that there was no beauty named Diao Chan at all.

After going back, Qi Ye asked a lot of ghosts before he finally found out how Diao Chan got here.

Later, when an old man surnamed Luo crossed the Naihe bridge, he was stopped by the bridge by the eighth master and beat him up severely, which was regarded as revenge for the seventh master.

Gradually the three beauties got used to people asking them about Diao Chan, so they unified their voices: "Diao Chan was conjured up by the three of us, we can actually be counted as Diao Chan." Roll your eyes at them in your mind.

PS small setting: the mustard space is equivalent to a cloud storage system, Qiye is undefended against the eighth master, so the eighth master can get the things in the Qiye's mustard space at will.