The feeling of being in a sea of flowers is naturally different from the feeling of being a spectator. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The huge but soft petals flutter in the breeze, and as the minutes go by, the sun rises higher and higher, and the sweet fragrance on the tip of the nose becomes more and more intense.

The falling petals are spread on the ground one by one, like a colorful carpet, and she can't bear to step on it on a sunny day, but if she doesn't step on the tender petals, there is no place for her to settle in the fruit grove on this day.

According to Xiao Gao, they were only on the periphery of the Heavenly Forest at this time.

Tianguo Town survives on the Tianguo Tree, which is almost twice the size of the town. The two walked for a long time but did not find the place where the event was said to be held.

"Xiao Gao!" Qingtian's footsteps suddenly stopped, "You see if we've already been here before." ”

It was a tree with white, pink, and yellow flowers, and a red silk tied to the treetop, which seemed to have a poem written on it, and the word "Gu" written at the bottom.

After hearing this, Xiao Gao turned around and walked a few steps, and his face became a little ugly after seeing the red silk clearly: "It's been here." ”

The red silk they had seen before.

"It looks like I'm lost, or maybe it's some kind of formation. "After a lot of sunny days, I can calmly face these sudden accidents.

"Wait a minute, I'll try to go up and see. "Sunny Sky Road.

Xiao Gao curled his fingers, realizing that he couldn't summon the black whip, and looked up at Xiao Qingtian again.

Qingtian bit his lip and shook his head at him, he couldn't feel the existence of immortal power in his body, let alone call out the red line.

"Maybe it's something banned. Xiao Gao sighed, "Miss Xiao, let's take a look again, and if we come back here, we will find a way." ”

Qingtian nodded and followed his steps.

The two of them walked in the forest one after the other, the fragrance of Tianguo flowers became stronger and stronger, and the trees in the forest seemed to be getting denser and denser.

Xiao Qingtian looked at the tree, Xiao Gao's figure disappeared from in front of her in the blink of an eye, the light and shadow changed suddenly, and she appeared in front of the tree again.

The red silk on the branches swayed slightly, the breeze rustled through the branches, the air was hot and quiet, and the whole world was filled with a strange feeling of oppression.

Sunny day tried but still couldn't call out the red line.

"Xiao Gao?" shouted Qingtian, standing under the tree, "anyone?"

The answer, of course, was no, only the rustle of the wind through the branches and the increasingly intense fragrance of flowers in response.

The problem was obviously with this tree, Xiao Qingtian reached out and stroked the trunk, and felt the trunk under his hand tremble.

"Who are you?" asked Xiao Qingtian.

The rustling of the branches was louder, but Xiao Qingtian didn't understand what it meant. At this moment, she regretted that her spell had only just entered the second order, otherwise she would have known what the tree was trying to express.

"What do you want to do by trapping me here?" Qingtian put his hand on the trunk of the tree, vaguely feeling the dazed and urgent in its emotions.

"Don't you know it yourself, why did you separate me from the man you just had?"

The branches rustled, the fragrance of the Tianguo flowers became more and more intense, and the pink petals even slowly became redder.

Qingtian suddenly had a hint of realization: "You have something you want me to help with?"

The branches shook violently, and the red silk tied to the treetops floated down leisurely. Sunny reached out and grabbed the red silk.

Sure enough, there was a poem on the red silk.

I know that I am in love for a long time, and I look forward to the sound of the river.

At the end, there is an ink-colored word "Gu" on the head.

The color of the red silk is a little whitish, but the ink-colored words are extremely strong.

Qingtian didn't know what the tree wanted her to do, but she also knew that it was always related to this red silk.

Sitting cross-legged against the trunk of the tree, Xiao Qingtian stared at the red silk and began to diverge her thoughts, what was the purpose of the tree giving this red silk to her?

At this time, she still can't use fairy power, and she can't get out of this forest, and this tree still has to separate Xiao Gao from herself...

Qingtian was suddenly stunned, could it be that the old man's physique was doing something wrong?!

Tearing the invisible bag off his waist, he took out the marriage book and carefully opened it.

There is indeed an extra "record four" on the catalog!

Xiao Qingtian flipped directly to the place of record four. However, there was not a word on the blank paper.

The tree behind him was windless, and a large red petal fell just in time for the blank page in the marriage book.

The red petals shattered like reflections in the water without warning, scattering into a red dot of light.

By the time the point of light disappeared, the blank paper was already filled with dense text.

"What did you write?" asked Qingtian.

The tree behind him shook happily.

Qingtian was speechless for a moment, and he didn't have time to think about why he could still write in this marriage book, so he was attracted by the extra words on the paper.

The river is a tree, and she grows by the river.

The days by the river are not sad, and there are all kinds of fish, birds, and people to see every day.

One day, Jiang Shui found a particularly strange person.

The man sat every evening on a large rock in the distance, with a sad face and a sigh. Then one day he did not sit on the big rock, but went into the water.

The water gradually flowed over his mouth, nose and eyes.

The man drowned and was swept up in front of the river.

The river moved the branches, and she found that this person was really good-looking.

The soaked gray robe wrapped tightly around him, making him look even taller and more burly. His eye sockets were deep, his hooked nose was high, his chin was rounded, his complexion was a honey-tinged wheat, and his chin was scruffed.

Sloppy very.

But he still can't hide the heroic spirit in his bones.

But how could such a good-looking person commit suicide?

Jiang Shui couldn't figure it out, so Jiang Shui revived him, and she had to ask this person why he wanted to commit suicide.

"Hey, hey, you can't hold me like this, men and women don't kiss..."

When the man woke up, he hugged her trunk and began to cry, and Jiang Shui couldn't pretend to hear him no matter how he stopped him.

Forget it, see him crying so sadly and forgive him.

Jiang Shui forgot that he couldn't speak anymore in order to save this person.

She has become an ordinary tree, and even the leaves can't grow, and the river is sad and crying, and she hasn't bloomed yet!

The man leaned against the tree in a daze, and his head suddenly became wet.

But where did the water come from?

Men don't understand, men don't want to understand, men cut down the river...

Jiang Shui was half angry, he knew that he didn't save this person at the beginning, not only would he not be able to grow leaves and bloom in the future, but he would not even be able to see the real Jiang Shui!

Well, Jiang Shui is actually half dead without gas. That's why the man cut her.

The man made the river into a brush.

Write and draw all day long with river water, and don't do business.

The river water was held in the man's hand, feeling the man's warm palm and rough thin calluse.

The man tirelessly copied a poem.

"I know that I am in love for a long time, and I look forward to the sound of the river. ”

Jiang Shui was held by a man and written once, and he silently read it once in his heart. When I read it too much, I feel astringent in my heart.

She saw that it was written in the book of poems, and this person was thinking about the girl, so she copied this poem over and over again.

This man committed suicide for a girl...

How can he be so selfish, isn't he just a girl, just looking for death and life, doesn't he care about his parents who worked hard to raise him, and don't care about the teachers who trained him?

He should have done something more meaningful.

How can such a good-looking person be so selfish?

Jiang Shui really cried.

The ink spread on the white rice paper, dyeing all the poems that Gu Qing had copied a whole page of in black.

Gu Qingchang reluctantly took out the rice paper to dry, but the brush followed his steps and rolled on the ground, and the patent leather on the pen fell off a lot.

"You're getting old, too. The man sighed.

Jiang Shui snorted awkwardly, and secretly said Don't touch me.

The man with gray hair just chuckled and took the brush that had been with him for most of his life into his arms.

The man died. There are only four words on the tombstone: the husband of the river.

Jiang Shui is a brush, and I really can't frown, but at this time, the brush is messy, like a chicken nest.

She doesn't know when the man became the husband of the river...

Hasn't Gu Qing been missing an unknown girl all his life when he grows up?

Jiang Shui stayed at the man's grave for a few days.

Later, I finally remembered that I was a tree before I became a brush, and I was a tree before I became a tree... It seems to be a person...

Gu Qingchang's little childhood friend Gu Jiangshui died, Gu Qingchang buried Gu Jiangshui's ashes by the river, and then Gu Jiangshui turned into a tree.

I know that I am in love for a long time, and I look forward to the sound of the river...

The half-dried bristles suddenly leached out of the water, smashing small pits into the ground.

Jiang Shui plunged headlong into Gu Qingchang's grave and never came out again.

Later, the mound sank, and a tree suddenly grew on the wasteland. Among the tender green leaves, large snow-white flowers sway in the breeze.

Jiang Shui finally knows what it feels like to bloom.

But Gu Qingchang is gone.

The river grew and grew on this wasteland for many years, and the surrounding forest was her descendants.

But he still didn't wait for Gu Qingchang.

The Tianguo trees here all knew that Jiang Shui was waiting for a man named Gu Qingchang, so when a red silk with the word "Gu" was tied to a certain Tianguo tree, Jiang Shui immediately knew.

The red silk was sent to Jiang Shui, who tied the red silk to his treetops so that Gu Qingchang knew that he was waiting for him.

She could feel him here.

You can even feel that he is dying.

Jiang Shui had waited too long, and Gu Qingchang's ashes in his previous life were almost gone, so Jiang Shui carefully protected the last one in his trunk.

Along with the handful of ashes was a worn-out brush.

Xiao Qingtian closed the marriage book and asked the Tianguo tree behind him, who kept shaking the leaves: "Do you want me to help you find Gu Qingchang?"

The leaves shook even more, and Qingtian could feel her eagerness against the back of the tree trunk.

Qingtian sighed helplessly, since she had already been on the marriage book, she would definitely have to intervene.

She is a month old, and she can't always watch these lovers separate.

The matter of Shao Qingyun and Shao Qingyu was enough for her to regret.

"I promise you. Xiao Qingtian patted her ass and stood up, "But you have to let me out first." ”

The branch trembled, as if to agree.

Qingtian put the marriage book and red silk into an invisible bag, and comforted Jiang Shui: "I have to use this red silk, and I will return it to you when I find Gu Qingchang." ”

The branches of the river trembled, as if extremely reluctant, but finally agreed.

The surrounding Tianguo flowers suddenly began to wither, and the large petals filled the whole world like snow, blocking all the scenery in front of him, and when all this was over, Qingtian found that he was no longer in the same place.

The Tianguo tree in front of him was much more sparse, and there was a faint noise nearby. Qingtian paused slightly, and two figures suddenly appeared behind the tree, a man and a woman, and their movements were very intimate.

As if she didn't expect someone here, the frolicking movements of the two suddenly stopped, staring at her strangely.

Qingtian hesitated for a moment and spoke first: "Do you know where the Tianguo Flower Festival is held?"

The two men didn't answer her, but their heads came together and they began to discuss something.

The voices of the two people were low, but Xiao Qingtian's ears were very good now, and he could easily hear what the two were planning.

"Brother, look at her right hand!" turned out to be a brother and sister.

Qingtian looked at her right hand, and she was holding an extremely bright and fiery red Tianguo flower in her hand. When did this thing get into her hands...

Qingtian was a little puzzled, looked up at the two of them, and saw the surprise in his brother's eyes.

"That one looks like it fits, she's so fast. The brother sighed.

My sister sighed: "I didn't expect that we haven't looked for it yet, this event is about to end." Forget it, brother, let's go play somewhere else. ”

After the two discussed, they raised their heads and pointed her in the direction very seriously, and kindly reminded her: "You can't just hold that flower in your hand, it's easy to be robbed." ”

Qingtian was puzzled, just a flower, what was there to grab, but the two brothers and sisters didn't explain to her anymore, and went in the opposite direction.

Qingtian had to pinch the flower and walk out, and the more he walked out, the more clearly he heard the excitement on the other side. On the way, I also met other people, and those people stared at the Tianguo flower in her hand with a strange expression, but they didn't come to grab it as the pair of brothers and sisters they met at the beginning.

It seems that Tianguo Town can be regarded as a simple people.

Soon the sunny day came out of the forest, and it was said that it was out, but it was not accurate, but it was in the center of the Tianguo Forest. The area of the Tianguo Forest is huge, and in the middle of the Tianguo Forest, there is a huge open space, and there is a small lake in the middle, where the daytime activities of the Tianguo Flower Festival are carried out.

As soon as Qingtian came out of the Heavenly Kingdom Forest, he was stopped by a man.

"Look, everyone, this year's champion is born!" the man shouted as he stood beside her, holding the flower in her hand in his hand.

Qingtian looked at the people who were originally around the lake with a confused face, and after hearing this, they all gathered around her, looking at her with envious eyes.

Before Qingtian could ask the host what was going on, a figure from the crowd flew to his side.