[Sword Three] Snow falls on the blue rock

Qixiufang.

The love of Xizi by the West Lake, the rain and the ringing in the building outside the building.

Embroidered boats and neon clothes dance in the gallery, and Ye Pingting on the small bridge and flowing water.

As one of the three most elegant places in the Tang Dynasty, which is as famous as Wanhua Valley and Changge Gate, the sword dance in Qixiufang is as beautiful as the scenery.

In the past, there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun, who danced her sword and moved all directions.Looking back with a smile can overwhelm the country, and covering the sky with clouds and rain can overwhelm the city.

The reason why she changed to Qixiu from Chunyang at the beginning was because she fell in love with Qixiu's gorgeous moves, which were pleasing to watch and pleasing to the eye.

Of course, there are also elegant and exquisite school uniforms, and fairy-like long skirts with water sleeves.

After all, Xiuxiu is still a little girl, and she still prefers the pink and tender dresses of Qixiufang to the blue and white Taoist robes of Chunyang Palace.

Finally found an opportunity, Xiuxiu brought her own Taoist master to Qixiufang, just to seek gossip from the bosses, her professionalism is commendable.

"What's the matter with me?"

Daoist Xie stood on the pier with his hands down, dressed in a school uniform of Confucian style, with an extraordinary temperament, looking at his apprentice indifferently.

As the daughter of Qixiufang, Xiuxiu also has the agility and lightness that belongs to Qixiu.Xiuxiu raised her long sleeves, brought a gust of wind, and looked at Daoist Xie with a teasing smile.

"When did Master hook up with our head?"

Even though the little girl made a flirtatious appearance, the height difference between the two made it look like she was acting like a baby.

Feeling discriminated against for her height, the tender-faced little girl looked at the still indifferent Taoist priest unhappily.

What is hooking up? I haven't seen you for a while, little apprentice, so you don't even know how to use words?

It seems that it is necessary to educate them well.

Daoist Xie replied indifferently, not very interested.

"What do you ask this for?"

Qixiu's swordsmanship is as fast as lightning, as quiet as a virgin, as moving as a rabbit, turning as a dragon, leaping as a tiger, intertwined with hardness and softness.

However, our Xiuxiu may only have learned to move like a mad rabbit...

"I'm writing your fanfiction, so I naturally want to know your relationship history!"

Xiuxiu replied with a natural face.

As for the fact that the group leader found out about the two big brothers with humanities, she kept silent.

What is fanfiction?

Daoist Xie, who felt that he was outdated, hurriedly searched for information on the Internet, while Xiuxiu gave him science popularization.

Soon, the master and the apprentice sat in Qixiu's bamboo building, and looked up all the once famous fan literature, fan videos, fan songs.

……

"What is "Shang Shang"?"

Daoist Xie looked at the video with a high hit rate on the panel, and subconsciously clicked in.

Xiuxiu looked up at the side and quickly stopped her: "Don't, this is too cruel!"

But it's too late, the video has already loaded.

As soon as the picture came out, a few jackdaws fluttered past. Daoist Xie had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he clicked on everything, so he continued to watch.

"The heaven and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, the sun and the moon are full and flat, the days and nights are arranged, the cold comes and the summer goes, autumn harvests and winter... Tibet!"

A Tibetan (funeral) character written by military master Li Aoxue made the second young master Ye Wenshui pat the back of his head.

"Idiot, how many times have I said it, it means hiding, which means to store it up."

Listening to the "Thousand-Character Essay" that he had memorized since he was a child in the video, Taoist Xie's fluctuating mood gradually calmed down.

Gradually, the two got acquainted with each other in Cangjian Villa.

Afterwards, the military master joined the army, and the second young master saw him off. The two parted, but they never met again.

Looking at the military master who fell on the battlefield where the arrows rained, still muttering the words that he would definitely return alive, Taoist Xie suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.

And when the second young master heard that Tiance's left wing was wiped out and there was no survivor, he left his newlywed wife and rushed to the front line to collect his body.

But when the scene of Er Shao passing by the amnesiac military master at the gate of the city appeared, Xiuxiu, who had agreed to resolutely not to watch, jumped anxiously.

"Oh, turn back, turn back quickly!"

And the video in front of him has been overwhelmed by the words "Please turn back" all over the screen.

Looking at the Second Young Master who was kneeling in front of Jun Ye's lost gun, Daoist Xie felt a little nervous, but don't commit suicide!

Daoist Xie, who felt that his eyes had gradually dimmed, looked at the bright moon looking up at the night sky between the military master and the second young master, and watched the military master who seemed to recall something, step by step, slowly approaching the battlefield of that year.

The shining sword and epee complement each other.

"The sun and the moon are full and flat, the days and nights are arranged, the cold comes and the summer goes, autumn harvest... autumn harvest... winter... hiding... ask the water, is it hiding... or is it hiding..."

Xiuxiu waved her arms, leaned close to Daoist Xie's panel, and said angrily: "Idiot, of course it's hiding, hiding the sword!"

Xiuxiu's voice awakened Daoist Xie who was still immersed in it, took a deep breath, the haze in front of his eyes gradually dissipated, but the throbbing in his heart still remained.

"Participants..."

Shenshang refers to Shenxing and Shangxing, the two appear and disappear in the starry sky, and never meet each other.

In the end, will we never meet again...

"I've said it all, this video is very abusive, hmph, these two idiots don't even know how to look back!"

Xiuxiu is so angry, she will meet her sooner or later, she has to die.

Finally, the military master survived, and the second young master died in battle. Can't Cezang live a good life?

Maybe so, in everyone's opinion, as Tiance's son, the military master always goes to the battlefield. It is the belief and obsession of soldiers to protect the family and the country. .

Although everyone always laughed at themselves and said that the dead military masters could circle the Tang Dynasty several times, but in fact they were all proud in their hearts, they died for the country.

As for the second young master, his deep relationship with the military master will allow him to inherit his last wish and die on the battlefield after the military master dies.

Therefore, there are very few good endings in planning to hide CP. Either one or all of them will die.

"Is this the same person?"

Daoist Xie sat in Qixiu's bamboo building, glanced at the peaceful Qixiufang outside the bamboo building, and looked back at the virtual panel in front of him. The video was still on the scene of the deserted battlefield full of people and bones.

The pistol and epee inserted obliquely together are particularly eye-catching.

"That's right, this is a fanfic video. Hey, master, do you watch other fanfic videos? I recommend "Bone Sorrow" and "Snow Between the Eyebrows", hehe."

Xiuxiu covered her mouth with her long sleeve, and looked at her Taoist master with a smile, digging the hole smoothly.

This movement of Xiuxiu made Taoist leader feel like Qingyan in a trance.

Sometimes Qingyan laughed at him, but he raised his sleeves and covered his mouth, but kept watching him with a smile in his eyes.

Involuntarily nodding in response, then...

It was miserable!

Daoist Xie looked at a fan song and video that was more tragic than the last, and suddenly felt a little desperate.

Turning his head to look at Xiuxiu who was wiping tears all the time, he sighed softly in his heart, he was indeed a disciple who cheated his master.

……

Although Xiuxiu had just watched a few abusive videos, causing Xiuxiu to drop gold beans all the time, she choked up a few times, raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears, and showed a successful prank smile on her face.

"Master, do you want to watch the video of Hua Yang, or the video of Yang Hua?"

Pausing for a while, Daoist Xie thought about the meaning of the sequence of fan CPs that had just been popularized by his disciples, and gave her a very flat look.

"It will be all right."

Xiuxiu opened her eyes wide, and seeing that Master didn't answer directly, she clicked on the Huayang classic video unhappily.

"Falling Flowers".

This is a very old video, and it talks about three unforgettable relationships.

"The first time I saw Mu Xin was on the day of Waking of Insects.

It always rains in the Waking of Insects in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers. She appeared in front of me in a white dress. For a moment, I actually regarded her as a white crane approaching lightly.

It was only later that I found out that she was actually Xiaoxue in early spring, hazy and beautiful out of season.

It never snows in Wanhua Valley. "

Watching the video, Daoist Xie's brows and eyes gradually softened, his expression changed from indifferent to sad, and he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

He didn't feel this way even after watching so many extremely abusive videos, probably because the protagonist of this video is also a disciple of Wanhua.

He will always inadvertently substitute him and Qingyan.

He felt that Mu Xin knew that Li Yao had killed someone for her, but she was smiling when she died.

If, he meant if... If Qingyan's situation was the same as Li Yao's, and he killed people for him, he probably felt the same way.

Obviously don't agree, but sad and don't want to stop, just pretend not to know...

The long and narrow eyes gradually narrowed, and the eyes full of sadness stared at the sky of Qixiufang.

There is no snow in Wanhua Valley, but there is snow in Chunyang Palace.

Then let the snow of Chunyang fall on Qingyan.

……

"Master, you still haven't said, do you like goats or goats?" Xiuxiu was very persistent in pursuing an answer.

As for Daoist Xie, who was being questioned all the time, he turned his head and looked at the rippling blue water of Qixiufang with those bright eyes that seemed to be full of brilliance, and a smile similar to someone appeared on his indifferent face.

"like it all."

What is the difference between Hua Yang and Yang Hua?

Most importantly, don't repeat the tragedies in those fan videos.

Looking down at the purple long sword on his lap, he remembered the smile of that person when he was playing the dungeon with him, and all that appeared in front of his eyes were the gentle and elegant glances of that person.

Caressing the long sword with both hands, a trace of throbbing flashed across his eyes, following his sudden willful thoughts, he reached out and tapped on the secret chat.

"Qingyan, I miss you..."

The author has something to say:

Daoist: Qingyan, I miss you (very affectionately)

System: The player is not online. (cold)

Daoist: ... (embarrassed)

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In fact, I liked Jiansan Tongren first, and then fell into the pit.

Then, I can't get out...

I thought I could finish it by the end of January, but I didn't expect the number of words to exceed the limit.

It looks like it won't be finished until early February. 【Cheek】