He returned to the self-raised Mo Palace, and entered the Huai Orange Palace without mercy, and he did not taste much. If you don't have to worry about it or worry about the matter of Wan Hulou, you don't dare to disturb it more, and you secretly say in your heart: No matter what, this matter always needs to be closed, but it depends on creation.

I haven't seen it for many days, and it's really hard to put my little daughter's mind at ease, and if I can't see it, I can't help but resent.

The day and the night reigned, and the light reigned. Worry-free cheek couch, seeing the room full of lights, lonely shadows, difficult to talk to yourself; I had to close my eyes and go to bed early.

After about an hour or two, worry-free and shallow, half-dreaming and half-waking, smelling a wisp of dark incense, can exceed the eaves. Carefree frowned slightly, closed his eyes and sniffed deeply, suddenly felt light and refreshing, smiled lightly, turned over slightly, his eyelids were not opened, but he saw a white dress, standing upright on the side of the couch.

Worry-free first was less frightened, and then soothed itself: I am afraid that it is a long day of laziness, and the three souls are separated from the body. Thinking of this, I was even more anxious to open my eyes and earn this nightmare, but I felt that my eyes were heavy, my eyelids were sticky, and my body was fluttering; In an instant, the worry-free mind came out, the upper body was half-standing, the eyebrows were lowered, and the skin was still lying on the couch, and the eyes were closed.

Worry-free turned his head and fixed his eyes on the person in front of him: a golden crown and white clothes, standing upright with his negative hands. Ice silk Qiongpei, watery eyes and mountain eyebrows.

Seeing this, Wu Wu couldn't help but smile lightly, and said softly: "No mercy, I have never seen you in white." After that, worry-free saw that he slowly lowered his eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of his lips did not decrease. The bearing is cold and smoky, and the flower face is a Qiluo tent. The eyes are full of affection, and the lips and teeth are not moving, so they should not fail to answer. Worry-free heart secretly calculated: thinking about it every day, but it is interesting.

"When I enter the palace for a long time, I am merciful and laughing from time to time, but I don't have many times. Plain, unusual. "Worry-free. Smile with her lips open.

It is still not possible to be merciful, and he paced forward.

The sense of worry-free is deep and deep, and the mind is ups and downs. I was intoxicated, and I was surprised to see the flowers flying outside the hall, the jade and the flowers were colorful, like the shape of flowing water, swirling forward, going around the circle of no mercy, and then going straight to the worry-free. Surround it.

A hundred flowers are blind, strange and strange.

Carefree was overjoyed, and raised his hand to gently support the flower plate in front of him. Looking through the gap between the flowers, he saw that he was merciless and opened his mouth, as if he was calling for the name of worry-free, but only his lips were spoken. No vocalizations were heard. Worry-free and happy. The eyes are facing each other, and the snort is heavy; Begonias don't sleep, and the love is inexhaustible.

Worry-free, he shook his head, feeling the flowers rushing straight to his face, covering his mouth and nose, and his breath was suddenly not allowed to enter or exit. When he was surprised, he hurriedly raised his hand to remove the messy flowers. However, the arms and palms were all nothing, like smoke. It's hard to do.

Worry-free was even more frightened, and shouted for help: "No mercy! No mercy! ”

In the snap of his fingers, his mind returned sharply, and he was in one place. Wuwu Jue felt a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, looked around, saw that he was still on the couch, and then looked at the side, how to make no trace of mercy.

Worry-free lifted the brocade up slightly, buried his chin in it, and said with a smile: "The beauty among the flowers, the color hangs on the knife." After laughing at himself, he still relieved himself, and said secretly: Nan Ke has a dream, I'm afraid I need to go to Huai Tang Palace tomorrow to ask for peace.

Thinking of this, he got up, and wanted to cook some hot tea in the outer hall, pulled the corner of the quilt, lifted it inward, and suddenly saw a small object rise up, and slowly fell to the side.

Seeing this, his fingers trembled slightly, and he leaned over to pick up the thing, and looked closely, it was a peach petal, white with powder, and the edge was slightly curled. Carefree, he muttered for a while: "It's not a dream? Before the words fell, he got up, went straight to the outside of the house, and searched the entire Guangju carefully, but he didn't see anything else, and he couldn't do it for a while, so he picked up a staircase and sat down, hugged his knees with both hands, and buried his head in the meantime.

"No mercy really came to investigate." Worry-free nose trembled slightly, sniffing everywhere on his body, feeling that there was still a faint fragrance all over his body, almost unrecognizable, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled softly: "Covering the clouds and lying in the snow, the white clothes are even more romantic." It mostly sinks with water, or burns the dragon's belly, and this aroma is different. ”

After that, he closed his palm, held the peach petal tightly, and fell on his lap, completely sleepy.

On the second day, Qingyao Mountain.

Cangwen originally wanted to stay in Huangting for a few more days to calm his weak body, but Er bluntly refused, and went out of the mountain with Cangwen in the morning, slowed down to the foot of the mountain, turned around, stared at the thick green before meeting, and murmured softly: "If there is a life in a hundred years, you should return and welcome a new life." After that, Er lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Brother Wen doesn't mind nostalgia for the past, now you and I are just walking together, don't be vulgar and self-restrained." “

Hearing this, Cangwen bowed his head slightly, and responded in a low voice.

"Where do you want to go this time?"

Er is raised eyebrows and looked into the distance, Shaoqing, and responded: "To the north of Qingyao Mountain, there is a valley, which is surprising." I flew at the same time, my heart longed for it, but I never had time to visit. ”

When Cangwen heard this, he was also full of interest, and continued: "Where is the strange? ”

"That valley is called 'Seventeen Bitter Lands'. Because of the distance, it is rarely accessible to outsiders on weekdays. After a pause, he saw that Cangwen's face was puzzled, and he said softly: "There are two major groups in that valley - one is the Ten Barbarian Clan, and the other is the Seven Touch Clan. Separated left and right. “

"Both sides want to dominate, but they are evenly matched, and they have been fighting for 10,000 years, but they are still unsuccessful."

When Cangwen heard this, he was amazed, and continued: "But the seventeen bitter lands stretch for hundreds of miles, vast and vast? ”

You are closed, smiling again and again.

"It's not an inch of land."

"In this way, it is difficult to stand up to the cone, how to enter?"

"Seventeen bitter land, see it, dense trees and dangerous forests, you can enter on foot. However, this is just an illusion, once you are in it, the six worlds, all things in the world, all shrink, and you don't check it. “

"Just because it's not an inch of land, it's a bitter place?"

"Definitely. The war here is endless, and the anger is extremely heavy; There are many miasma and mirages in it, and there are many poles of poison; Ten barbarians and seven touch two sides, every 100 days a big battle, both defeated, destroy this valley in an instant, all things in it are destroyed, to the second day of the Zhengzi, seventeen bitter self-remodeling, and then return to reincarnation, the number of evil fate. “

Cangwen couldn't help but sigh, and he didn't have words for a long time.

"Brother Wen has been with the palace master for a long time, and he is compassionate and compassionate." Seeing this, Er is said softly: "It must be a sigh to be so bitter to play with all things and despise your life." However, everything is determined, rise and fall, life and death, back and forth, peep in, and can't do it. ”

"If the bitter ground is quickly destroyed and reborn the next day, will all the beings within it return together?"

Er shook his head slightly, and said, "There are no sentient beings in it. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Every grass and leaf, every insect and snake, every stone and soil in that valley is the seventeen bitter lands themselves; Even if the ten barbarians and seven touch the tribesmen, they are all miserable, like people's falling teeth and eyelashes, but they are not enough. Therefore, the valley of evil is reborn, and everything in it is revealed. ”

"What's the point?"

The corners of Er is mouth twitched, and he smiled: "The sun and the moon rise and fall, birth, old age, sickness and death, what does it mean?" After a pause, Er Shi continued: "However, if it is not the location of the Seventeen Bitter Lands themselves, on the day of entering the valley, if it is the day of destruction, I am afraid that I need to admit that I am unlucky." “

When Cangwen heard this, he thought for a while, and said lightly: "If the day you and I enter the valley is the time to destroy the valley, even if the seventeen bitter lands reappear tomorrow, it will be difficult for you and me to follow this law, and we will definitely perish?" ”

Er is the head of the jaw: "Exactly. ”

Cangwen was stunned for a while, but he chuckled, looked sideways slightly, and said softly: "How about this step?" ”

Er is smiling lightly, walking with his chin head. (To be continued.) )

PS: The little story about the brutal conflict in Zhuang Zhou's book, use it here, I think everyone is familiar with it, and the author will not repeat it.