Chapter 198 (3)

"Miss, is this your friend?" asked the foreman, looking Ye Wuqiu up and down in surprise.

Bi Luochun showed a somewhat rude and willful appearance that was completely different from before, but said in an extremely mature and steady tone: "Sister Ya'er, people can't be good-looking, although they are dressed in rags, but when the tiger still falls in Pingyang, it is not surprising that they are my friends." ”

Ye Wuqiu made eye contact with the partner behind him, and they all saw strange looks in each other's eyes, for Bi Luochun, he didn't feel it at first glance in the Nine Heavens, but at this time, the ripple in his heart was extremely strong, the sense of alienation and disobedience, the unconvincing gap between the front and back was endless, so it seemed a bit mysterious, and there was no way to study whether the subtlety was tenacious at the same starting point, but in the final analysis, everyone's most direct experience was that Bi Luo Chun and Bi Luo Chun of Spirit Candle City were sentenced to the two of them.

Ye Wuqi pondered for a moment, and then interjected: "Actually, we can have such a fate between us, and we have to thank the Nine Heavens Auction Venue." Miss Bi Luochun, since she calls you Miss, then you must be the daughter of the Nine Heavens. The so-called bell also needs to be tied to the bell person, because the tide will rise and fall because of the fate is really magical, this is not a few days of time, we will stand in front of you as you wish, the only fly in the ointment is that the swordsman with a pure heart and few desires is not present. ”

Ye Wuxian stared deeply at Bi Luochun's beautiful eyebrows, Bi Luochun's eyebrows flashed with contemplation and meticulousness in the layout of the article, and her delicate smoke was far away in the mountains. It's really weird, could it be that he looked away when he was in Spirit Candle City, but it wasn't so clumsy, right? I had focused all my attention on Luo Kai before, but I didn't expect Bi Luochun to be the one who felt the most impressive.

Bi Luochun motioned to Luo Kai to let him go first, Luo Kai glared at Ye Wuqi fiercely, and threw his sleeves away, looking at the posture that seemed to be quite unpleasant and arrogant, but according to Ye Wuqiu's guess, he should care more about the conversation being listened to in the slightest.

In the same way, Bi Luochun opened the ceremonial foreman and led the four of them to stroll through the hall.

The neatly arranged crystal cabinet displays a wide variety of rare and exotic treasures, and the bright and soft warm light illuminates it brilliantly, and the already precious treasures are shrouded in this misty halo, and it suddenly seems that the value has risen several notches again.

Ye Wuxian's eyes lingered, and when he looked at it casually, he deeply felt the grandeur of the Nine Heavens, the dragon blood ginseng, the nine Jiao armor, and the soul dementor...... These are only exhibited but not sold, and they are really described as "priceless treasures". His gaze went from far to near, and finally stopped in front of him, only to see a beautifully engraved sword box placed in the crystal cabinet in front of him, the sword box was open, and a fairy sword overflowing with cold was lying quietly, like a very sleeping burial costume of an ancient emperor. The hilt of the sword is slender and the blade is equal, and the sword is like a tiger, and it is like swallowing the sky. Eyes moved, only to see the cold blade like frost, the light can be seen, the dense pattern sank into the sword, on the surface of the sword body shallow appeared gorgeous and complex styles, but the frown is that the back of the sword Huo Ran appeared a huge gap, this defect caused the whole sword as if it had lost its soul as if it was eclipsed and extinguished, the damage here made all those who admired beauty sigh.

"This sword is the sword mound sword that fell out of the Xie Zuyi Rebellion. Bi Luochun said eloquently, as if telling a personal experience, "Sword Shrine, you know, the Northwest Meteorite Shenyuan Ancient Sword Shrine, it is said that this sword has lived in the Sword Shrine for a long time, but the sword spirit has not been exhausted, and he was suddenly awakened, and he was stunned to slaughter hundreds of people and splatter the loess with blood, and then he fell to the ground without a sound. After a few hours, no one dared to step forward, and finally the ancestor mustered up the courage to come forward to investigate, and only then brought this sword back to treasure. ”

Bi Luochun sighed, as if she had a heavy heart that could not be released, she said: "The sword has a spirit, according to the ancestor, when he picked up this sword, there was a crystal clear liquid ticking down, his old man said that it was the tears shed by the sword, and the sword was unwilling to die." But the Spring and Autumn Period is like a passerby, who will know what kind of twists and turns and whirlwinds and whirlwinds have happened at this time of sword and storm? After all, it is just the end of a hero, splashing a backwater in the long river of history. ”

The fingerprints of the night without hatred groped on the transparent crystal with considerable strength and protective ability, and it seemed that they could touch the piercing chill of the Shuoqi Transmission Golden Stick through a thick layer.

Seeing that the night was silent and silent, Bi Luochun continued: "The items on display here are all natural treasures, with full commemorative significance, and the heavy historical significance is the meaning of seeking in the nine heavenly years, not just for wealth. ”

"That's all the gossip about, there is a major problem in front of us. Bi Luo Chun Wan'er smiled and said, "What is the purpose of your coming to the Nine Heavens? But it doesn't hurt to say that, as a landlord, you should do your best." ”

Ignoring the night without hatred, he continued to caress the crystal cabinet and feel the charm of the relics of the ages.

Just as Bi Luochun was about to open her mouth to continue to say something, Ye Wuqiu interrupted her and said, "What can I do? It's just that I came here with the flow, and I heard that the Nine Heavens Auction was about to auction a peerless treasure, so I just wanted to find out." ”

Bi Luochun smiled and said, "Do you know what it is, what kind of people come to compete, and how much money is expected to be auctioned?"

Bi Luochun's question made Ye Wuqiu stunned, and Ye Wuqiu said: "I don't know anything except that I have a curious heart to gamble on my life." ”

Bi Luochun looked at Ye Wuxian with a smile, and then said: "I didn't expect you to have such romantic feelings, no matter what, the vast sea of people meet is fate, what do you need?" I will do my best to help you, whether you can take pictures of the finale treasure depends on your ability." ”

Ye Wuqi retreated half a step and bowed slightly, with a smile on his face: "I need a purple gold card." ”

Bi Luochun was slightly stunned, and then said: "Zijin Card? is worth tens of millions of gold, I can't help you with this, after all, Zijin-level VIPs are very important, and I can't call the shots without permission." ”

Ye Wuxian waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I naturally have tens of millions of gold, what I want is to give me the purple gold card in advance, and it is definitely not an afterthought." ”

Bi Luochun was even more puzzled at this time, she asked: "Since you are not short of money, naturally you will not delay you to take pictures of the treasure, why do you want to occupy the reputation of this purple gold card in advance?"

Ye Wuqi smiled and said, "Since you know that this is reputation, don't you understand half of it?"

Bi Luochun thought for a moment, and then suddenly it dawned.

A pillow of frost will keep you awake all night.

In front of the pacing hall, look at the moon-like snow in the sky.

Full moonlight, full of tenderness, full of nostalgia.

staring blankly at everything, like escaping into the sky, but also standing in front of the hall like petrification, how cold the moonlight is, how lingering the moonlight is!

Maybe the years are like water, maybe time is like an arrow, but there is a moon tonight in life, what are the complaints! It is beautiful and exquisite......

Once, I often imagined that in the misty twilight rain like fog and smoke, holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering on the 24th bridge in Du Mu's poems, listening to the natural music of the rain hitting the stream, looking at the beautiful scenery of the red sun falling, and thinking about a question: "How long is life?"

: Life, sometimes between decades, sometimes between food.

Sometimes it's between breaths, sometimes it's between thoughts.

"Life, in fact, lies between you and me. ”

I heard myself muttering.

Love is like the bright moon, this thing is ancient and difficult to complete. Stretching out my hand, gently caressing the gentle and cold moonlight, as soft as water, as cold as frost, I seem to see the snow-white hand reflected by the moonlight ripples in a piece of moonlight, I seem to see, it is the wound, the pain echoes in the moonlight for a long time....... This world, because of the bright moon, will be colorful, this world, because of the moonlight, will be full of energy!

Moonlight, into the sea, the most beautiful existence, perhaps- - a beam of astringent moonlight sprinkled on the journey of life, people will only feel a faint melancholy, sigh a few words of moonlight blur, sigh that this is just ordinary, and then treat it as the most romantic accident. But the moonlight of the sea is so unforgettable, so hard to let go and forget! And it came so suddenly, so hurriedly. Or vigorous, or lingering.....

No one can reach the bright moon, no one can block the moonlight, unless you step out of the red dust, escape into the empty door, never look back at the prosperity, beauty, red line, full of heart, love. Touching the red dust, although it is not all tragedies, but you will: walk with the pain, and the bright moon will point out the direction for you. Because, when the moon in your heart rises as pure as a jade plate, you will inevitably be injured, and thousands of feelings will surge out like a flood.

When the gray-haired life is too hurried, but only one by your side is your eternal wings, taking you through despair and sorrow. No matter how hard and tired you are, there is no falsehood; When everything has been vicissitudes, Fanghua has long been annihilated in the wandering of the years, only one around him still pays like water and gentleness, and only one around him will continue to say: "" I met you like spring water reflecting pear blossoms. ”

By your side, you will live up to my lifelong concern.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and the sadness in his heart grew, blocking his throat and running from his brow to his heart. Walking down the steps, I stepped on the white snow that emitted a cold silver light, how dazzling the light was, and how charming the posture was!

The snow was painful under his feet**, and the wound sang happily in his heart, and he walked to the middle of the courtyard, and put his whole body under the erosion of the cold, ignoring it. Shivering with cold, cold and cold to the heart, but this feeling is better than sorrow flowing freely on the barren heart!

The eyes are filled with fog, and the tears vent their sorrow in a new attitude, how confused, where is the road! Who understands, and who wanders around!

The plum tree in front of the hall stands under the moon like a girl, and the bright moon cloths her with a moonlight veil, quietly casting a faint silhouette, beautiful and extraordinary!

Suddenly, a beautiful wing fluttered out of the silhouette, and then the whole butterfly miraculously broke out of the cocoon of the plum shadow, and it finally broke through the shackles and broke through the barrier of the fetters!

The plum shadows all over the ground turned into butterflies in the sky, lingering under the snow and moon, flying to the sky.

The moonlight is scattered on the butterflies, and the butterflies gradually dissolve into the snow and moon! too sad, too far-fetched.