And at this moment, in the courtyard of Qingli Palace, two figures were standing. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info both of them looked solemn and serious.

"This girl told her to stay away from your boy, but she just wouldn't listen. A heavy sigh of helplessness was made by Mr. Ghost.

Feng Xuan, who was dressed in a green shirt, looked silently at the ridge in the distance, and after a moment, he retracted his gaze and turned to enter the temple door behind him.

Yao Ling ran wildly, flying over the walls and over the fields, and she came to the river on the outskirts of the city.

Putting away the snow silkworm brocade and landing on a large rock by the river, she stared blankly at her reflection in the river, and after a while she slowly squatted down, wrapped her arms around her shoulders and buried her head in it.

At this time, the sun was slanting west on the top of the mountain in the west, the world was vast and silent, and there were occasional small fish swimming in the crystal clear river, and the fish did not know that the sadness in the woman's heart was still swimming happily.

She curled up and crouched on the stone, her slightly shaky shoulders betraying her grief, the sky and the earth were empty and lonely, only the wind of the field gently stroked her hair.

After some time, she lifted her head.

In addition to his tearful appearance in the clear river, there is also a white dress dancing lightly, and a peerless face swaying back and forth with the water waves. On that face, there were a pair of eyes full of pain and forbearance, and they were looking at her through the clear river.

She was stunned for a breath, and suddenly her figure jumped out, and her toes swept across the water, bringing two crystal waves.

"Jingle Bell"

The crisp sound of the bell immediately resounded in the heavens and the earth. With a rainbow-like tulle spread out to the sky red by the slanting sun, a blue figure jumped lightly.

She was agile and graceful, and a few silver bells in her hand drew a graceful arc under the sky, heading straight for the moonlight.

The white robe fluttered, and the wide and flowing sleeves of the robe waved gently, and it was very easy to roll in the bells that flew in front of him.

"Jingle bells," another few bells came quickly.

A bell burst in the air, and a wisp of purple smoke came out.

The white figure soared backwards, the sleeves of his robe moved slightly, and the purple smoke was swept away without a trace.

Almost at the same time, several more bells flew towards him with the sound of the howling wind, and burst open before they could reach him.

"I see how good you are at holding my bell. A crisp voice rang out in the empty sky.

Between the words, countless silver needles flew like a drizzle from the cracked bell towards the moonlight, and red, yellow, and lilac smoke rose up.

Yueming's right hand flipped lightly, and a crystal white jade flute appeared in his hand.

He put the flute to his lips, and the sound of the flute rose gracefully, and when the silver needles as thin as a cow's hair flew to the tip of his nose, the sound of the flute suddenly became bright and high-pitched, and the needles suddenly stopped in mid-air, neither falling nor moving forward, as if time had suddenly stopped passing. Everything stands still.

Countless cow hair needles, three or four bells, and the red, yellow, and purple light smoke all stood still in mid-air, and even the clothes of the Yao Ling flying above the moonlight stopped fluttering, and everything was like a still painting.

It's just that it's all just a moment.

As the sound of the flute weakened, the silver needles as thin as cow's hair fell one after another, and the bells that stayed in the air were rolled into the sleeves again by the moonlight, and the snow silkworm brocade flew with fluttering dresses, and the smoke of various colors also dispersed.

"It's amazing. ”

With a crisp cheer, Yao Ling spun around, and another bell flew out between her fingers.

"Do you dare to break this bell?"

As he spoke, the silver bell had already flown towards the moonlight.

Yueming continued to play the flute, but her eyes were fixed on the bell in front of her.

This silver bell is no different from any other bell.

The sleeves of his coat waved, and a very thin force struck at the bell.

In the slightest collision, the bell cracked open, and suddenly the opening opened like a petal.

At that moment, no matter how calm her face was, Yueming was stunned in mid-air.

A butterfly, a butterfly he had never seen before, flew out of that bell. The crystal wings that glow as blue as the sea dance gracefully up and down, like the mysterious beauty of the elves in the sea.

Butterflies flutter in the air, as if they have found something.

Suddenly, it flew towards the moonlight.

The moon fell from the sky, stood in the field of wildflowers, and quietly watched the oncoming butterfly.

I saw that after a few laps of butterflies around the moonlight, they stopped on his shoulders, and a pair of beautiful tentacles touched his cheeks from time to time.

His heart moved slightly.

Reaching out and taking out a silver bell from his bosom, he put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it. I saw the bell move slightly in the palm of his hand.

The butterfly on the shoulder immediately flew towards the bell, touching it from time to time.

He thought for a moment, and the bell was pinched open with a slight movement of his fingers.

A blue caterpillar appeared in the palm of his hand.

I saw that the caterpillar raised its head slightly and made a slight touch with the flying blue butterfly, and began to spin silk cocoons, and in just a moment, a light blue cocoon hung between Yueming's fingers.

And the blue butterfly stopped next to the cocoon and gently shook its beautiful wings. Yueming's open hand stretched out without moving. In the sunset, people and butterflies form a beautiful picture.

Yaoling approached lightly and looked at the butterfly stupidly.

In less than a stick of incense, the light blue cocoon moved, and soon a small hole appeared at one end of the cocoon, followed by an identical blue butterfly crawled out, facing the wind, and instantly opened its wings, its wings were larger and more beautiful.

The butterfly that had landed on Yueming's fingertips suddenly flew up. The two butterflies are flying in the air, their curled tentacles colliding together from time to time, their postures are graceful and graceful, and there seems to be a faint sadness, as if the long-separated lovers are as lingering and affectionate.

"Acacia Gu Butterfly. ”

The soft-voiced Yueming said.

"Yes"

Gently Yao Ling responded.

Retracted the eyes of the butterfly, and Yueming's calm eyes were as calm as water, and she looked at Yaoling's pretty face that was still stained with tears. Seeing that her hair was slightly messy, and her expression was haggard with a hint of sadness, there was a feeling of pain in the depths of her heart.

Yao Ling hurriedly avoided his gaze and looked at the butterfly that was flying away.

"In the legend of Western Wu, the daughter of the sea god fell in love with a mortal man. ”

In order to avoid the panic in her heart, she whispered:

In a fit of rage, the sea god froze the man into an iceberg for 10,000 years. The iceberg is a place where even the gods can freeze to death, the daughter of the sea god died of hunger strike in protest against her father, and after death, the spirit transformed into a blue ice butterfly, flew over the sea and thousands of mountains and finally flew up the iceberg to find her lover, but the lover has long since died. ”

She paused slightly, and a wisp of sadness and coldness slowly rose from her heart.

Yueming just looked at her quietly, and her eyes exuded the warmth of the veins.

Suddenly, Yaoling felt that her heart was wrapped in a pool of warm water. The rising sorrow and coldness were swept away by the silent waves of water.

I wanted to get close to the water wave inexplicably.

In a hurry, she collected her mind and continued:

"Legend has it that the Acacia butterfly lays only two eggs, and the butterfly that emerges from the cocoon will leap over thousands of mountains and rivers in search of another butterfly. The great wizard of Western Wu used this instinct of Acacia Butterfly to make them into Gu and use them to find their relatives. ”

In the gentle evening breeze, her voice was as light as a dream.

"They are both relatives and lovers. ”

At the end she added.

Yueming didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.

Yaoling lowered her eyes slightly and looked at her feet, her hands behind her back, one foot slightly scribbling circles on the ground.

After being silent for a while, Yueming stretched out a jade-like hand in front of Yaoling and said lightly, "Bring it." ”

Yaoling, who bowed her head slightly, peeked at the hand, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to touch the brocade bag on her waist.

"Female butterfly"

A cold and unquestionable tone.

Yaoling looked up at Yueming while being stunned, only to see that he had returned to the condensed appearance of the flat river.

He muttered slightly. She took out a bell and handed it to Yueming.

"If I didn't guess wrong, what you gave me and the wind before, the thistle is like a bell with a male butterfly, right?"

Yueming took the bell and said while looking at the last ray of sunshine.

Yaoling didn't gnaw.

"Because the first lovesick butterfly was changed by the daughter of the sea god, only the female butterfly has the ability to find it, while the male butterfly can only wait. That's right?"

Put away the bell Yueming looked at Yaoling again, and a pair of good-looking eyes stared at Yaoling's eyes.

Yaoling hurriedly avoided it, "Whether you are a human or a god, you can't hide anything." He muttered quietly again, with a slight resistance in his tone.

"You gave us male butterflies, you didn't plan to let us look for you. ”

Yueming's tone was a little colder, and a slightly cold breath rushed around Yaoling. She shuddered.

She wanted to raise her head and resist, but she was a little afraid of him in her heart.

Seeing Yaoling's expression, the anger in Yueming's heart dispersed, this girl is so kind in her heart, she only thinks about others, but she doesn't think about herself. gave them the bell of the male butterfly, which means that she can find them when they are in trouble, but when she is in trouble, they don't want to use the Acacia Gu Butterfly to find her.

"Do you think I won't be able to find you without the female Acacia Butterfly, Ren is you hiding to the ends of the earth, Ren is not without this Acacia Gu Butterfly, I can still find you. The tone was cold and firm.

Yao Ling looked up suddenly, but only saw his beautiful and elegant back.

With his back, there was a soft and refreshing flute sound. At the moment when the flute sounded, the wildflowers at Yaoling's feet broke away from the stalks and soared, and the sky was full of flying dandelions, which had a dreamlike beauty in the golden twilight.

At that moment, Yaoling's heart was connected to the sky and the purple and red were so beautiful. (To be continued.) )