It doesn't matter if it's a person or something, it's probably the ghost groom. And now, it has returned, and there is nowhere to escape from this temple, and nowhere to hide,

Huchen only thought for a moment, and when he saw this row of brides, he immediately put on his hijab again, and stood in by himself, motionless.

If there were only three, four, five, or six corpses standing here, it would be obvious at a glance that the number was wrong, but now there were seventeen corpses of brides, and unless they were counted one by one, as he did, it would be difficult to immediately notice that someone had mixed in.

As soon as he stood in, he heard the strange sound of "knock knock", "knock knock", "walked" in, Shuying stood still, and thought:

What kind of sound is this? Listen to the long and short pauses, a bit like footsteps, but the footsteps of something. Who remembers each other in late autumn, Konoha Xiaoxiao. The countryside is a long way. Liuqu Pingshan and Mengyao. When it is good, it is a pity to say goodbye to the scenery, not to ascend. I only feel that my soul is gone. When the southern geese returned, it was even more lonely." In late autumn, in this distant frontier, who can remember me? The leaves make a sparkling sound, the road back home is thousands of miles, and home is as far away as a dream. During the Double Ninth Festival, the scenery of the old garden is just right, and the sorrow is doubled, and I don't want to climb high and look far away. I felt sad in my heart, and I was even more cold and desolate when Hongyan returned south.

Huchen took her headlong into the seawater, and after two hours of sea swimming, she finally came to a dense and deep undersea fairy mountain, which is very different from the one in the Heavenly Palace, and the one in Yunxi Realm and Huaxu Realm is also different, so it feels fresh.

Two little mermaids greeted us at the gate of the mountain, and ushered us into a wide hall, above which sat a woman dressed in dark color, with one hand supporting her head in contemplation, as if thinking about something.

When she saw us coming, she didn't look up.

Yu Hao knelt down and said, "Meet Master." ”

Shuying saw Huchen kneeling, so he also knelt behind him.

Today is the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is the Qixi Festival, also known as the Qiqiao Festival, the Qiqiao Festival, the Double Seven, the incense day, the week, the orchid night, and the Daughter's Festival. As early as the era of the Book of Songs, people had an understanding of the celestial phenomenon of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and in the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a personified description: "The Weaver Girl should cross the river on the Chinese Valentine's Day, and make the magpie a bridge." ”

Qixi originated from the worship of nature and women's needle-threading and begging, and was later given the legend of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, making it a festival that symbolizes love.

But today's protagonist is not the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, but a pair of beautiful people who also have a magnificent mythological color, Xiao Shi and Langyu.

According to legend, it is the daughter of Qin Mu in the Spring and Autumn Period, also known as Qin E, Qin Nu, Qin Wangnu, etc., marrying Xiao Shi of the, and learning Xiao Shi to make Fengming on the day, and Mu Gong is to live in Fengtai. Later, the husband and wife took the phoenix to fly to the immortals. See Han Liu Xiang "The Legend of the Immortals".

Qin Mugong has a young daughter, and when he was born, someone offered him to make a purple, and he got a beautiful jade. The woman is one year old, Chen Pan in the palace, the woman takes this jade alone, and she is reluctant to give it up, because of the name of the jade. Slightly longer, with a peerless appearance, and extremely intelligent. Good at playing the sheng, not by the musician, self-toned.

Mu Gong ordered a skilled craftsman to cut this beautiful jade for Sheng. The woman blows it, and the sound is like a phoenix. Mu Gong loved his daughter, built a heavy building to live in it, and the name was Fenglou. There is a high platform in front of the building, also known as Fengtai. In the fifteenth year of the jade year, Mu Gong wanted to find a good son-in-law for him

Lang Yu swore to himself: "I will be a good person, and the one who can sing peace with me is my husband, and he will not do what he wants." "Minister Mu has been visited all over the country, but no one has been killed. Suddenly, one day, make jade upstairs roller blinds to look around, see the sky is clear and cloudy, the moon is as bright as a mirror, call the waiter to burn a pillar of incense, take the jasper sheng, blow it in the window. The sound cleared and resounded into the sky. The breeze is blowing, and suddenly there is a harmony. Its voice is as far as it is near. The jade heart is different, but it stops blowing and listening, and its sound stops, and the aftermath is still lingering.

The jade is in the wind, as if there is a loss. In the middle of the night, the fragrance of the moon disappeared, and the jade sheng was placed at the head of the bed and barely went to bed. I dreamed that the southwest Tianmen cave was opened, and the five-colored glow shone like day. A beautiful husband with a feather crown and a crane, riding a colorful phoenix from the sky, standing on the phoenix platform.

Although Xiao Shi is in the court class, he is not with the national government, he lives in the Fenglou every day, does not eat fire food, and sometimes drinks a few glasses of ears. Learn the method of conducting qi from jade, and gradually be able to eliminate grains. Xiao Shi taught the jade to blow Xiao, which is the song of "The Wind". About half a year, suddenly one night, the couple played a flute under the moon, and then there was a purple phoenix gathered on the left side of the platform, and the red dragon plate on the right side of the platform.

Xiao Shi took the red dragon, got the jade and took the purple dragon, and went away from Fengtai Xiangyun. Today's people call the good son-in-law "riding the dragon", which is exactly what it is. It was night, and someone heard the phoenix singing in Taihua Mountain.

Therefore, the Qin people made the phoenix girl shrine in the Yonggong Palace, and there was the sound of the flute from time to time, whether it was the cowherd and the weaver girl, or Xiao Shi Langyu, or the two knew each other, or kept each other, love has different stories in different people. For thousands of years, people's conversation and clothing have long been the same, but the desire for true love has never changed in the slightest.

In this festival surrounded by flowers, may you have a place in your heart and a love for you.

Whether you have each other now or not, as long as your love is always there, you are the happy one...... The world has no immortal will, and the heart is rippling.

The west wind blows short hair, and crosses the long bridge again.

The wood falls and the waves are empty, and the solitary shadow of the pavilion is shaken. A painting boat with only happiness and no sorrow, carrying me and my friends, carrying my favorite books, calligraphy and paintings, food and flowers, through the mountains and rivers.

Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty "Butterfly Love Flowers, Spring Rises and Adds to the Water"

The spring rises and adds to the water. The grass and geese are full of green and breeze. The painting boat is a hundred turns. Hengtang Tower is close to the front.

Jiangguo is cold and late. In the north of the village and in the south of the village, Gu Yu ploughed all over. Xiumai Liangang mulberry leaves are cheap. Take a look at the taste of noodles and collect new cocoons.

During the Wanli period, there was a wooden building boat in the south of the Yangtze River that swam in the "Youju Persimmon Record", and the name was "Pan Yan". The owner, Yuan Xiaoxiu, named this ship that entrusts his life, because he wanted to imitate the author of Chu Ci, Qu Yuan, "as if it were waves." The world has no immortal will, and the heart is rippling.

The west wind blows short hair, and crosses the long bridge again.

The wood falls and the waves are empty, and the solitary shadow of the pavilion is shaken. A painting boat with only happiness and no sorrow, carrying me and my friends, carrying my favorite books, calligraphy and paintings, food and flowers, through the mountains and rivers.

Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty "Butterfly Love Flowers, Spring Rises and Adds to the Water"

The spring rises and adds to the water. The grass and geese are full of green and breeze. The painting boat is a hundred turns. Hengtang Tower is close to the front.

Jiangguo is cold and late. In the north of the village and in the south of the village, Gu Yu ploughed all over. Xiumai Liangang mulberry leaves are cheap. Take a look at the taste of noodles and collect new cocoons.

During the Wanli period, there was a wooden building boat in the south of the Yangtze River that swam in the "Youju Persimmon Record", and the name was "Pan Yan". The master, Yuan Xiaoxiu, named this ship that entrusts his life as this name, because he wanted to imitate Qu Yuan, the author of Chu Ci, "Pan is like the water waves, and the waves are stealing up and down to steal my whole body." ”