The rain and snow covered the mountains, looking at the white expanse, there was no figure in sight, the small wind was blowing, the man lowered his head and coughed gently, hugged the clothes in his arms, held the umbrella, and walked to the deeper mountains and forests, Ning Lan, Ning Lan, he shouted loudly, the mountains were towering, echoing Ning Lan, Ning Lan's shout,.

On the edge of the cliff, there was a woman standing silently, snowflakes flying on her shoulders, and she was wearing not very thick clothes, she helped the hair on the side of her cheeks, even if the corners of her lips were purple from the cold, she still didn't speak, the bright Muzi gradually blurred on a thin layer of mist, she turned around, her face was beautiful was Ning Lan, if she wasn't wearing thin clothes, at first sight, I was afraid that she would be mistaken for a fairy in the snow mountain, but she was so beautiful, her eyebrows were thin, her eyes were slightly sad, and she stood on the edge of the cliff with a thin posture, never bending over!

Next to her, not far away, there was a piano, a man, a man dressed in black plain cloth, with long hair in a slight bundle, his cheeks hanging down, quietly playing the strings, he was also silent, pursing his thin lips, and beside his lap lay a fox with snow-white fur, blinking and glaring.

He held the piano and sang to the mountain, looking at each other and smiling, hazy and beautiful to cover his eyes.

After the peach blossoms that night, people made an appointment with the moontip.

I don't know if the bright moon night is still bent to shine on the bridge?

The wind and rain are ethereal, and the beauty looks forward to it.

Crazy Sheng only laughed at the drunken Hou Pavilion back then, and the clouds were still in the old building.

In his eyes, accompanied by faint water marks, he raised his sleeves and wiped them gently, closed his eyes and exhaled deeply, his hand holding the strings, a few snowflakes fell, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already shedding tears, hot on the strings, he looked up, it was the former demon god,!

Ning Lan felt his sadness, didn't say a word, took out the handkerchief from her sleeve, the corners of her lips were already a painful smile, and the corners of her eyes were full of tears, but she silently wiped his tears, looking at him without words.

The demon god smiled bitterly, his shoulders trembled, and he said a word, sister, why are you doing this?

Ning Lan pursed her lips and didn't dare to speak, not because she was afraid, but because she was also afraid that she wouldn't be able to do that.

The demon god's tears flowed, wetting the strings, and sobbing, reincarnation after life and death in the world, if you practice diligently, there is still fate, and the unfinished things in the previous life can be left for the next life to continue the fate, if you die, even the soul is gone, and there will be no return, and you will be in tears.

Ning Lan lowered her head, cried silently, silently looked at the man holding an umbrella in the mountain and kept looking for the shouting, and repeated softly, "Wait for the next year's blue warp flowers, wait for the next year's flowers, wait for the next year's flowers, wait for the next year's flowers."

I saw that in the wild mountains, a man who lowered his head and coughed slightly, kept shouting Ning Lan, Ning Lan, but no one answered.

The next day, before dawn, the villagers who rushed to hear the news, all rushed to the mountain to look for it early, among the people who were looking for it, there were children with braids, and there were old people with white hair, everyone looked for it together, 10,000 people shouted, for a time Ning Lan, Ning Lan, the shout, the sound of the mountains, echoed for a long time, scattered in the wind and snow, all quietly......

When she was finally found, "she was curled up on the cliff, as if she wanted to take care of something, the corners of her mouth were pursed, slightly hooked with a faint smile, her eyes were closed, like a person who was asleep peacefully, the man cried and picked up her already stiff body, people were under her, saw a blue warp with tender teeth, all of them wept, saying that God was moved, and the blue warp flower would survive in winter.

The next day down the mountain, a new grave was added, the wind and snow in the mountain were whistling, and the people who went up the mountain to hunt would always see that a lonely man, still holding an umbrella, would wander on the mountain every day, shouting from time to time, Ning Lan, Ning Lan's voice, but he was crazy, the mountains were towering, and the clouds were high!

Time repeats, it is a new year, winter has passed, everything has recovered, the whole mountain village flowers are blooming, farmland, and the vast mountains are all shrouded in a sea of flowers.

The man, walking out of the door, some children who had just become sensible, looked at him when he went out, as if just yesterday, he was full of black hair, mixed with some early white hair, haggard and not good, but he was still dressed decently, very similar to the way Ning Lan dressed him when he was alive.

He greeted the rising sun and walked to a tomb, the small tomb was quite clean, and there was a lot of food around it, which was placed by people who spontaneously came to sacrifice and put it down, and there were many blue warps blooming next to it, which he specially planted here with the seeds of the blue warps that were teething in winter.

It's very clean here, it's the purity that Ning Lan has always liked before her death, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and he smiled inexplicably at the grave, just like the days when the little couple laughed and played together before his death.

Not long after, a young man came to the village, he held a baby, found here, the two men looked at each other, silent, it turned out that Ning Lan froze to death in the mountains, his soul was not scattered, he found the demon god, he was willing to risk the danger of his soul scattering, begging him to cast a spell, take his life against the sky, and save the baby in his womb, and now it is the day when the promise is fulfilled, he finally found here with the baby.

The demon god bent down to the grave, bowed respectfully, turned around to hold the child, and whispered to the man, I believe she has told you in a dream, this baby girl, without a mother, there is only a father like you, you have to treat her well, don't live up to your sister's intentions,.

The man hugged the baby girl in his arms tightly, without saying a word, the demon god shook his head before leaving, and whispered a few words to him, his face tightened violently, as if there was earth-shattering joy, flowers flying, lovesickness. Last night, when the rain ended, I sighed and mourned. The carp swims in the water, and the dry grass is on the shore. It is like picking up the stars and moon on the building, how to compare the old love of the green pine!

When he turned around, he was already singing and laughing and walking away, his back shrouded in bright sunshine.

The man held the baby in his arms, she held her mouth with her little hands, smiled shallowly, seemed to smile for his happiness, he held the baby, walked to the mountain, the grass mountain road, the fragrance of flowers and people drunk, unknown wild flowers, born everywhere, purple and red, suddenly heard in the mountains, there was a flute sound, the woman who was haunted by dreams, holding the jade flute, standing not far away with a smile, the man walked towards her, thinking it was an illusion, not feeling that he rubbed his eyes again and again, but the little girl in his arms, pouting, small hands grabbed his chin and laughed,.

Her eyebrows, her eyes, and her mouth are all familiar, that innocent smile, Ning Lan is Ning Lan, the man is sure that it is not an illusion, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug her, warm in his arms,!

The corners of Ning Lan's lips pursed a smile, and she slapped his back with a smile and said, Reckless husband, you are squeezing the child.

The man smiled embarrassedly when he heard this, and was reluctant to let go of her, but he held her hand tightly, and said happily, I am afraid, as soon as I let go of you, you will run away, after speaking, I remembered that I was squeezing the child just now, and hurriedly looked down at the child, without blaming myself at all, biting my fingers, eating and laughing!

Ning Lan rubbed her cheek against his neck, and murmured, Don't run, don't run, the husband of the province is secretly sad, the man smiled, hugged her lightly and said, Sister Ning said what is going on in the middle, Ning Lan took his hand and walked home, There are too many things here, wait for others to tell you carefully,.

The two of them said as they walked, and when they came to the entrance of the village, the man said, so that's the case, God has mercy on me, so he sent you back and came back from the dead.

Ning Lan smiled, grabbed his arm, and pinched lightly, the husband has done so many things for the common people in the world, and finally changed the life of the concubine, which is also quite good, the emperor of heaven thinks that our couple can do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and they can go to the fairy world and be a happy pair of immortals.

The man suddenly remembered the demon god and asked about him, Ning Lan secretly looked around, looking very cute, and said to the man's ear, the husband is so stupid, the demon god, the demon god, he was originally a god in heaven and earth, and the qiē thing he did was naturally in accordance with the will of heaven and earth, a qiē is a calamity, the cycle of life and death, after death, it is full of vitality, but the heavenly opportunity cannot be revealed, and other people's affairs must not be let others know, so they can only move out of this place.

Time flies, I don't remember how long ago it was, it is said that the man, one day not long after, suddenly moved away from the small mountain village, went to live somewhere else, since then, many people have legends, there is a big mountain, there is a pair of fairy couples, the husband and wife raise a little girl, occasionally will go down the mountain together to walk the world, save the dead, experience the life of the state, happy and happy,.

Later, the original people in the mountains, grateful for the Ning Lan couple, since coming to this place, walking all over the mountains, around the treatment of the sick do not want the kindness of the silver taels, spontaneously built a temple, called the Lanxian Temple, enshrined the statue of the Ning Lan couple, it is said that all the people who ask for a wish, quite effective, for a long time, the reputation is very great, the people who come to incense on weekdays in the vicinity of hundreds of miles, in an endless stream,!