Chapter 203: Nightmare? Blue Pretty Moon? On the moon

My name is Lan Qiaoyue, but everyone likes to call me Diandian. Floating in the huge Beijing, singing my own songs in the constant lights. I'm a singer, a beautiful purple-eyed singer.

If any old family members noticed my bewitching purple eyes, if they had the courage to ask about my family background, I am afraid that everyone would be surprised by my origin. That's right, I am the princess of the Gu Gate, the most mysterious Gu Gate in the Outer Eight Elements. And these purple pupils are a gift from heaven, a soul purple pupil that has not been encountered for thousands of years.

The elders in the Gu Gate told me that a child with purple pupils would absorb the essence of flowers and plants in Yimeng Mountain during the fetal period. My birth was indeed extraordinary, that night the moonlight was surprisingly enchanting, the stars were dim, and the clear light sprinkled on my mother's body, illuminating the path of my life. It's a pity that I don't just seem to have absorbed the essence of flowers and plants and the aura of heaven and earth, but my mother's vitality has also been squeezed out by me. I can only look at my mother's face over and over again in the information left by Gu Gate, hypnotizing myself with purple pupils, I like to let myself sink into dreams, where I can meet my mother.

The purple pupil is an artifact that has been passed down by the Gu Sect for thousands of years, and my bloodline and talent are destined for my loneliness. Since I was a child, no children wanted to play with me, and I believe that their parents have told them that I will inadvertently let them lose themselves if I can't control the power of the soul. Except for the elders who taught me illusion Gu techniques, I could hardly find anyone to talk to me.

My father is the master of the Gu Gate, and today he needs to do his best to maintain the livelihood of the Gu Gate, and occasionally he can find time to walk around my small courtyard, but it is only a quick glance. The people in the gate all call me the young master, but I know that they just use me as a weapon, a weapon to revive the Gu Gate.

I was accustomed to loneliness, accustomed to indifferent and awe-inspiring eyes, accustomed to reading never-ending illusion classics in the library pavilion, accustomed to eating alone and playing alone, until I went down the mountain with my bags on my back to practice, left the Yimeng Mountains where I lived alone, and came to the bustling metropolis.

Fortunately, although I grew up in the martial arts family of the Eight Elements outside, I am not out of touch with this world, at least I can still sing, and sing a lot of beautiful love songs. The owner of the bar always said that my singing voice had a kind of condensation and melancholy, in fact, I didn't understand love, but I could always sing a love song in my own style, and then the whole bar fell silent. Emotional wounds can always evoke painful memories for everyone, so the spirits sell exceptionally well.

Singing in a bar at night, living in a rented apartment, going out for a walk during the day, and seeing the hustle and bustle of Beijing, I always wonder why no one wants to stop and look at the magnificent skylight, what is the purpose of a busy life?

I met Kaede by chance in an underground passage, he invited me to drink blueberry juice, he treated me like a child, in fact, I had been away from home for more than half a year at that time, and the bar work was already very good, I was just not used to being busy, I liked to hear me sing.

Maybe I really don't know what love is, but I fell in love with this sunny and melancholy big boy, I only know that his heart method called Gu Men is based on understanding people's hearts, and fortunately I have purple pupils. I can clearly identify the ** in everyone's heart, and the color of people's hearts is very mixed, just like a busy city, full of colors. In the past few years of training under the mountain, I have tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, the heart of a girl has become quiet, and the purple pupils that were originally enchanted have become introverted, although I am still a child, but I am an out-and-out old Jianghu.

In fact, in my opinion, the rivers and lakes are just the depictions in everyone's hearts, everyone's pursuit and style are different, and the positioning of the rivers and lakes is different, the rivers and lakes have always been there, but people's hearts are constantly changing. The indifferent man wraps his heart with spikes, refusing everyone who walks into his spiritual world, and his cold expression is actually his pitiful protective layer, and the weaker the heart, the more indifferent he looks. It's a pity that there are more and more such people, and everyone likes to wrap themselves in a thick barrier, hurting others and isolating themselves.

Of course, the rivers and lakes are not only indifferent, ** is always the theme of the rivers and lakes, power, money, beauty, ** colors are always bright and jumping, they are the energy of their actions, but unfortunately these people are always busy, ignoring the purest scenery on the side of the road.

Of course, there are many people's hearts that I can't see clearly, such as Maple, Maple's heart only has a large sea of clouds, and occasionally the sunlight through the gaps, although simple but difficult to understand, this may be the melancholy in his smile is really willing, shouldering the responsibility that does not belong to him, and carrying the hope of the entire rivers and lakes.

I like to trace the child's soul the most, pure white, like a spotless snowfield, only the world is simple in the eyes of the child, every newborn is like a blank piece of paper, it depends on who will write his life.

When I returned to the Gu Gate, my father happened to be there, and I told him that I wanted to bring some life to this lifeless sect, and my father didn't seem surprised by my change, but he pointed to the towering mountains behind him, "Yimeng Mountain has always been there, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years." Gumen is the guardian of Yimeng Mountain, it is the belief of Yimeng Mountain, and it will never be Gumen, but ourselves. ”

My father told me that not everyone has the ability to change a sect and change a society, or even if they have such ability, it is extremely difficult to fulfill their wishes.

"Maybe someone can change this decaying river." My father looked at the mountains in the distance, "There have been thousands of sons who have been extinct for a long time on the rivers and lakes, and Mr. Li Wencai's style and bones are still vividly remembered, but it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Of course, I know the name Li Wencai, he is the myth of the rivers and lakes, he has relied on his own strength to guard the gateway of China, and he has won peace for the rivers and lakes for decades by relying on his own strength. "But Li Xian" It is rumored that Mr. Li left a disciple, and now he is entrenched in City A, and he has a very loud name called Dai Junchou. "It turns out that Dai Junchou is a disciple of Mr. Li, and I have heard this name in the Jianghu Teahouse in my days in Beijing, and the people of Jianghu have admired him without exception, after all, it is not easy to protect a city.