The night rain is ticking, lingering with the tenderness of spring and the ambiguity of the night.

Bai Mao Nu sat alone by the window, a pair of slender and narrow eyes containing the blue water of March, echoing the umbrella leaf peach blossoms held between the green and white fingers.

This purple bamboo umbrella that Xu Xuanzan lent her during the day seemed to be annoying to look up and down, left and right.

"Sister, since we came back, you have been sitting here in a daze and looking at the umbrella!" Qingqing Sakura nibbled on the spring apricot, and slowly twisted the soft snake to the side of the slave.

Mao Nu looked up and saw her coming, and smiled to attract her to appreciate the umbrella: "Qing'er, you see, this umbrella is made by the honest Shu family of Qinghu Bazi Bridge, two hundred years ago, I saw the boss when I was swimming in the lake, and I recognized the appearance of their umbrella." I don't want this umbrella shop to still be there after a hundred years. As he spoke, his long fingers gently touched the umbrella body, and he said softly, "Eighty-four keels, a good umbrella with purple bamboo handles, and the azure oil-paper umbrella leaves are dotted with pink and white peach blossoms, which seem to be ...... The embroidery is generally flirtatious, and there is no break!" raised his eyes and smiled, the joy in his eyes did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "We have to take care of it, and it will be damaged." Carefully, carefully!"

Qing Qingxu glanced at her lips in disdain: "If my sister likes this umbrella, it's a big deal that I'll find a reason for Ming'er, and I won't return him......!" Is it human?"

Bai Maonu was slightly stunned, and then turned his eyes to see Qingqing's eyes sly: "...... Right. In a crisp, playful and positive voice, he casually pulled the fingertips of Qingqing around his shoulder, "I just fell in love with him......! His umbrella, and his people. When she said this, her voice couldn't help but soften a lot, and a light flush on her face was like a touch of fat powder.

Expected reply. Qingqing smiled "poof", sat down next to Mao Nu, and continued to throw the sweet spring apricot into her mouth: "My sister has come to continue her relationship, and it is natural to have a happy dream of mandarin ducks day and night in this world." Soon, if he has the heart to find ...... I'm determined to help you!" Xiao Kou Jiao spit out the apricot kernel, and raised her eyebrows, "But as a younger sister, I have to remind my sister that in the future, after that little boy has a foundation for starting a family, my sister will leave." As he spoke, he looked at the slave, and his divine light flashed with a rare positive color, "Don't be happy by this cloudy love in the world, and delay the serious matter of becoming an immortal!"

Bai Mao Nu's heart was confused, and when he left Qingcheng Mountain that day, the old immortal who had never met Huo Ran told Huo Ran to linger in his ears.

"This re-entry into the WTO is just to break off the unfinished relationship. Remember, after your person has a family and a career, you need to return to Qingcheng Mountain to cultivate, and you must not covet the world and ruin your thousand-year-old Dao industry. I don't care, that's why I don't feel sad......"

She re-entered the red dust, but it was just to repay a love affair 1,700 years ago. Cause and effect are interlocked, love debts are intricate, just to get a clean knot and settle quietly with each other, so as to avoid many entanglements and sufferings.

"If you don't care, that's why you won't be sad......"

Mao Nu pondered this sentence repeatedly in his heart, and unconsciously laughed at himself: "I know it in my heart." Dai Se browled her eyebrows, sighed deeply, and the whole person was relieved, "Greedy for the world...... What is covetousness? What is there to covet in this world? Heh, after more than 1,000 years of Qing cultivation, my heart has long since died!" He put down the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and abandoned it to the side and never looked at it again.

"Cut. Seeing her like this, Qingqing provoked her apricot eyes and chuckled, "Your heart is dead?" she curled up in a ball, yawning and said quietly, "Look at you like this, where is the slightest state of death?"

The canopy of the rainy night is very clear, and even in the spring season, it is covered with a very thick layer of dark clouds. The air cooled down.

However, snakes, which are always as cold as ice, do not feel cold.

Bai Mao Nu raised his head, wanting to look through the window to see the stars in the sky. But on such a rainy night, not a single star can be found.

The floodgates of memory opened inadvertently at this moment. She was a little in a trance, as if the scenery, personnel, and time and space patterns around her were all hazy together: "More than a thousand years ago, I seemed to have told anyone that I loved his ......" Her face was slightly slanted, she frowned and muttered to herself, but she didn't think about it seriously, just muttered, as if she had lost her heart and lost her soul, "But it's been too long, so long that I can't remember it clearly." Because that memory, as long as you touch it, it is endless pain...... and overwhelming exhaustion. In fact, it's not that she doesn't remember, it's that she deliberately told herself to forget, even if she doesn't want to admit it, "Qing'er ......" Mao Nu suddenly stopped when she turned her head, because she saw that Qingqing had curled up and fallen asleep.

The incense was quiet, and the transformed white mansion outlined suddenly became a little trance-like.

Mao Nu pursed his lips and shook his head with a smile, covering Qingqing with a thin blanket.

This is certainly redundant, because the serpent has hard scales that are strong enough to withstand the cold and to keep the heat away. This move can only show that she has become more and more like a person...... At least not snakes.

The night was cold, the rain was gone, and the two snakes curled up and leaned together, not knowing whether it was to resist the cold or to avoid the warmth.

The streamer is like this, as if the lonely and indifferent time in the Qingcheng Mountain is fleeting.

A hundred years of land, a thousand years of land......

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Xu Xuanzan raised his sleeve and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and his beautiful eyebrows had already formed a knot.

He slept sweetly for a short time in the middle of the night with great excitement in the middle of last night, and then woke up again before dawn. After finally getting the sun rising high and the sky bright, he hurriedly changed his clothes and went out, and went straight to the two teahouses with great excitement and a little apprehension.

But just going around one big and small circle after another, dead or alive, I can't find the slightest shadow of Mr. Bai's town mansion!

If this pair of teahouses and alleys are such a big place, it shouldn't be difficult to find a mansion at the end of the house, why can't you find it?

Xu Xuanzan leaned on a peach blossom tree, crossed his waist in the same place, and wondered. As soon as I was thinking about who to ask him, I looked up and saw Qingqing just walking around the corner of the alley.

"It's really early and not so lucky!" Xu Xuanzan sighed with emotion, and hurriedly ran forward to give a salute, "Bai girl......" He expected that since Qingqing was Bai Maonu's sister, she would naturally be surnamed Bai. That's what I call it out of politeness.

Qingqing's scalp was numb when he didn't want this "white girl" to call, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't call me like that, otherwise I will stand with my sister in the future, and I won't know which one you shouted!"

This is reasonable, Xu Xuanzan smiled humbly: "What Sister Qing said is true." He hurriedly raised his eyes and asked urgently, "May I ask the girl, where is Mr. Bai's town mansion?" Xiaosheng has been looking for a long time, but he can't find it!"

Hearing the words, Qingqing Shicai said that he was negligent. I just slept with my sister last night, but I forgot to change the gate that introduced the illusion: "Childe, come with me." She smiled softly and led the way.

Xu Xuanzan didn't dare to slack off, and followed behind Qingqing step by step.

After the two of them turned into the alley for a short time, an antique and magnificent Weiwei Mansion suddenly appeared in front of them.

"This is it, come with me. Qingqing still smiled back and greeted Xu Xuanzan, and led him into the main gate and walked all the way inside.

Xu Xuanzan was already stunned by the sudden appearance of the White Mansion. I can't help but wonder to myself, why can't I find such a big mansion after searching for most of the day?

But he didn't dare to be rude, and he was even more afraid that Qingqing would notice his surprise, and it would be bad to suspect that he didn't have a heart! Thinking of this, he hurriedly pressed down many distracting thoughts and followed Qingqing inside.

Along the way, passing through a secluded pond full of lakes, Qingqing welcomed Xu Xuanzan into the lakeside pavilion: "Wait a minute, Son, I'll prepare tea." After beckoning him to take a seat, he went away.

Sitting down, Xu Xuanzan began to look around boredly.

His heart has been all on Bai Mao Nu since he first met him yesterday, and at this moment he only longed to see the white girl who hooked his soul earlier, and he never had the slightest good mood to enjoy the scenic lake. However, when I looked at the rows of Daiwa powder walls, bunches of bonsai rockeries, and lingering ponds, I couldn't help but feel the beauty and luxury of this white mansion and the many benefits!

The swaying of the building, the ingenuity of the pattern and scenery, and even the wooden lattice carvings on the doors and windows are exquisite, delicate, and ancient!

I thought about it again, and it was right, "Bai Zongzhenfu", "Zongzhen"...... I think that someone in the White Girl's family has been the head town, no wonder the mansion is so gorgeous and majestic.

It's just that why is there such a sad feeling...... This kind of sadness is like, as if you have seen things in the past, but you can't return to the streamer of the past. Yes, it is sad to say that it is better to be made by an inexplicable sense of familiarity. I am familiar with it, but I can't remember it, and I can't go back to the original source of memory. It's not tortured to feel like this!

Xu Xuanzan secretly thought to himself, he didn't know why he felt like this. That's really ...... Strange feeling!

The wind blows across the lake, and the pulse is cool. Seeing that Qingqing hadn't come out yet, he was still sitting, so he simply stood up and walked into the yard, wanting to move his stiff muscles and bones.

He didn't take a few steps after getting off the small pavilion, and suddenly he broke out in a cold sweat!

He saw that the high wall of the Powder Temple, which he had just entered, suddenly turned into a pile of broken bricks and tiles...... That's not all, under this pile of weedy, dusty broken bricks and tiles, there is actually a pile of jagged white bones!

Those white bones reflected the hideous cold light of Sen Sen under the afterglow of the spring sun. Incomplete severed limbs and broken arms are piled up in one place, as if the ghosts and ghosts are smiling coldly and swallowing out ancient curses, summoning the death knell of death from hell!