"Long time no see." The woman was slightly blessed, "I didn't expect Tang Tang's Hades Monarch to come to the human race." ”

Looking down at the woman in Li Yin's hand, "I would be interested in a little girl." ”

Li Yin held Qingwu's hand and tightened again, "I said, it turned out to be you, I didn't expect you to come here, aren't you only interested in Chonglou?" Back then, you were chasing after Chonglou. ”

The woman was not even annoyed, "So I feel the breath of an old man on this girl, I just don't want to see him, do you think he is beautiful?" ”

The woman frowned and looked at Li Yin, "How do I think Chonglou's taste is like this." ”

Li Yin raised her eyebrows, "In comparison, I think Qingwu's face still has traces of her mother, and she looks good." “

"Hehe, what you're saying is yes, it's much better than a flower demon like me."

The woman bowed her head, "Turn it into dust, and being trampled on forever is the real end." It's like a dream

When it rains at night, how beautiful it is when the storm shatters. Who knows, the corpse that woke up and stepped on the flower had no heartache

This is the end of the flower, which blooms, falls, loses, and rots and is trampled on, this is the end of the flower! ”

"Pear falls."

Li Yin rubbed his eyebrows, "Your days here should not be long, why did you come out?" ”

"There is a fox Suisui, in Biqiliang. The heart is worried, and the son has no clothes.

There is a fox Suisui, and he is very strong. The heart is worried, and the son has no belt.

There is a fox Suisui, on the side of Piqi. The heart is worried, the son is not served" The woman named Liluo looked at Li Yin, "The life of the fox clan seems to be much better, and now it is back to its previous appearance, but I look at this girl is not a fox spirit, I think you have to move your heart." ”

Li Yin didn't speak, Liluo looked at Li Yin and said, "I once saw a copy when I was in the world, and there is a story of a flower demon in the mortal world's "Ji Yi Ji", which tells a Confucian who lives in a temple. One day, I suddenly met a beautiful woman in white, "fifteen or sixteen years old, with a unique appearance". The two got married, and when they broke up, the scholar gave a white jade ring to the girl, but he suspected that he was a demon. So he secretly peeked into the woman's traces, "Dusk will return, and I will see a lily seedling in the grass, and the white flowers are magnificent." The customer is broken, fundamentally like an arch, and the strange is not ordinary. And return, is to start its heavy payment, a hundred bases are exhausted, and the white jade ring is like in it. but marvel at remorse, fall ill in a trance, and die in ten years." The lily turned into a beauty, and the scholar ****, this scholar did not believe in love, destroyed the flower essence, and died of regret, which is really a tragedy between shemales. The people of the Six Dynasties all equate demons with weirdness, a bad omen, and will bring disaster. For the spirits, they are all the same as this scholar, they must go quickly. That's what humans are. ”

"She's not human."

Li Yin said.

"Half-human, half-demon?" Riraku sarcastically: "It's really interesting. Turning to look at the cave where the light shines through the air holes, the colleague with a delicate smile on his face is indifferent, "A city is prosperous, but it no longer has a soul." Death and death in this laughter are like a mellow peiyu being re-polished. And the city that has forgotten its memory will not know how to grieve.

Considering that this is a city that has nothing to do with us, as for her past, no one seems to want to remember it anymore. After all, even those who had been raised by her for generations began to dislike her obsolescence, so they did not hesitate to overthrow the old city walls, fill in the ponds in Yongxiang, cut down the towering luan, and tear down one rose trellis after another that recorded the laughter and laughter of the concubines in distant times. Many years later, someone told the truth about the catastrophe of that year, and he said that we can never let go of our resentment in our hearts, so when we see the beauty and longevity, we hate it, and we must smash it, burn it out, and then stand on the ruins and tell history in a loud voice: Look! At least I can destroy it.

And I have been waiting here for tens of thousands of years, such a proud man in Chonglou, I have been listening to his story when I was still a flower, I am the guiding flower of Huangquan,. I know that every flower demon does not end well, once I saw a woman jumping off a cliff and died, but I have never seen such a special woman, let me tell you a story. ”

Liluo stretched out his hand faintly, and a vine appeared between the caves, and then slowly sat up and shook it twice, "Xiucai Yue Cheng participated in the township test, passing through a small town in the south. Yue Cheng doesn't love anything else, he only likes to raise flowers. On this day, he was wandering around the flower market, and suddenly saw a pot of flowers that were almost decaying, although the flowers were defeated, the fragrance was not reduced. Yue Cheng felt strange, so he asked the flower seller. The flower seller was an old man, his clothes were in tatters, and he told Yue Cheng that this flower was called an infatuation flower, and it came from the infatuation valley under the Wangfu Cliff. Legend has it that there is a girl who sings music and a Xiucai private contract for life, who knows that Xiucai forgot the old love after gaining fame, the girl was discouraged, jumped off the cliff, and her soul became an infatuated flower......

Ancient Chinese folklore: infatuated with the flower demon

Yue Cheng heard this story and was fascinated, so he took out all the money on his body to buy the infatuation flower. Back at the inn, his classmate Qin Feng saw that he spent so much money to buy back a pot of wilted flowers, and even said that he was bewitched. Yue Cheng smiled, put the flowers on the table by the window, and watered some water, but he didn't expect the flowers to seem to be better. At this time, Qin Feng said: "Yue Cheng, Kingdee's play is about to start." Yue Cheng hurriedly put down the flowers and rushed to the opera garden with Qin Feng.

If you want to say what Yue Cheng loves besides flowers, it can only be Kingdee who raps opera. Since arriving in this town, Yue Cheng and Qin Feng have been running to the opera garden every day, in addition to them, there is also a local rich boy who often comes to cheer.

I didn't want to finish listening to the play this time and returned to my residence, but Yue Cheng fell ill inexplicably. Qin Feng invited Lang Zhong, and Lang Zhong said that he only needed to take two pairs of decoctions and rest for a few days. Three days later, Yue Cheng's illness was cured and he looked refreshed. Qin Feng was very strange and asked him what was going on. Yue Chengshen mysteriously took out a handkerchief and said, "Jindee Er comes to accompany me every night to chant poetry and drink...... Qin Feng saw the handkerchief, and shook his head vigorously: "Impossible, this is ......" Yue Cheng shook the handkerchief and said: "How is it impossible, I don't believe that you are in my room tonight to see if she will come." ”

In the evening, the two of them sat in the room and waited for Kingdee. Waiting left and right is not seeing anyone coming. But the pot of infatuated flowers is growing better and better, and it is about to bloom. Qin Feng called a pot of wine, two dishes of side dishes, and waited while eating. Yue Cheng waited more and more anxiously, and soon drunk himself......"

"And then."

Li Yin looked at the pear fall, you hold a person and you try, you sit there, but where am I standing.

"Here you go!"

(To be continued.) )