"Don't go to Chang'an's pleasure place, the empty time is easy to waste," the young man in the cloth shirt bit a piece of grass at the corner of his mouth, pretending to sigh elegantly at the prosperity around him, high-spirited but sharp, "This Chang'an City is really a good place, right, Xiaobai." ”

The breeze blows slowly, the flags at the entrance of the wine shop are flying rhythmically, and there are tea shops made of blue bricks and jade tiles all around. The streets are full of pedestrians, and the five-colored lanterns are hung from the boats to the stone bridge, and from time to time the boatmen's shouts are heard.

"Xiaobai?" the young man raised his eyebrows slightly, spit out some astringent grass roots, and looked around.

The sound was not loud, and it was very small in the noisy shouting. The young man rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, then pulled his throat and shouted loudly.

"Xiaobai-Bai!" Although the young man looked thin and young, this angry shout really covered out the surrounding sounds, and all the passers-by were startled, and the pestle looked in place.

Then, in front of a steamed bun stall not far behind the young man, there were a few responses.

"Wow, Xiaobai, so you're here, but I'll be able to find it," the boy lowered his head happily and looked at the white-haired dog that was circling around his feet.

The big round eyes look particularly watery, the chubby torso is full of white hair, and the thin claws and short teeth look no different from ordinary dogs. But if you look closely, there are small red lines on its clean eyebrows, like three slender petals, which adds a bit of mysterious elegance.

"Whew," Xiao Bai in the young man's mouth then tightly picked up the bun stall, and the big eyes stared at the young man.

"I'm sorry for you, Xiaobai," the young man sighed helplessly, took out a coin from his black shirt and handed it over, "Two buns, ask for meat." ”

The peddler took the copper coin and scratched his head, "I'm really sorry, the guest officer is really sorry, we have three copper coins for this bun, and you can only buy a vegetarian one." ”

"I'll go, is there a mistake? It's so expensive, if you don't buy it, you won't buy it," the young man's eyes widened but he swallowed his saliva, waved his hand, and walked away.

But unexpectedly, Xiaobai bit his trouser leg hard and glared at him tightly.

"Hey, okay, okay, let's buy it yet," the young man handed over two more copper coins with some distress, and looked at Xiaobai, who was wagging his tail happily.

"Okay, the freshly baked buns, take them well," the vendor smiled earnestly, but he didn't know that the young man's heart was dripping blood at the moment.

"This Dachang'an is really not cheap," the young man bit the bun hard and complained angrily.

"Woo, woo. ”

"I said, big brother, you can't keep your mouth shut, you see how fat you are," the young man looked at Xiaobai, who was gobbling up beneath him, and joked.

"Whew!"

"Big brother, I'm wrong big brother, you're not fat at all," the young man frowned and rubbed his aching ankles, but he still didn't give up and joked, "You are beautiful and fragrant, and the little male dogs in Chang'an are all fascinated by you." ”

"Whoa!

"Don't, big brother, I'm wrong! My country is beautiful and fragrant, oh no, I'm crazy, hey, what is this!"

"Whoa!"

"Big brother, I'm really wrong! You don't care about the villain, let the villain go!"

On the noisy Chang'an Street, a high-spirited young boy is desperately chased by a young and cute little white dog, embarrassed, and in an instant, it has become an interesting scenery in this bustling market.

A teahouse in the depths of Chang'an Avenue is particularly conspicuous, with red columns and blue pillars, colorful flags and red lights. On the golden plaque, there are four huge black characters written - Qiushui Tea House.

"Qiushui Teahouse, so many people come to such a vulgar name," the young man looked at it puzzled, and muttered casually.

"Hey, I said, you kid don't understand literary rhyme," a clear female voice came not far away, with some dissatisfaction in her voice.

The boy was startled and looked back.

In the sight, the woman was wearing a pale gold curved skirt, a white sash matched with a gold silk soft smoke, and a phoenix with red hair and a golden tail embroidered on the sleeves, and her eyes were delicate and lifelike. On the delicate face, the eyes are clear, the eyebrows are trimmed and the nose is trimmed, and the pear vortex on the cheeks is faintly visible, which is quite a bit of a shy girl's feeling, but the proud posture of the hands on the waist and the eyebrows are really difficult to accept.

"Your shop?" the young man's eyes wandered, a little overwhelmed.

"That's nature," she said with some pride.

"Wouldn't you call it Qiushui?" the young man thought for a moment and snapped out.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be a little clever as a young man. ”

Please, eldest sister, such a perfunctory store name came out with a little brain, and the young man complained helplessly.

"That's it, just like your childish words, but do you want to live in a hotel?" Qiushui retracted his gaze and waved his hand generously.

"Whoa, whoa. ”

"Hey, this puppy is so cute. Qiushui looked straight at Xiao Bai, who was shaking his head, and praised with a smile, a pair of white and tender hands kept stroking.

The young man rubbed his forehead and looked at the big and small ones in front of him playing happily.

......

Chang'an in the night is still lively, the red lanterns everywhere flickering with firelight, most of the shops at the moment are hanging lights, the sound of selling continues, on the gurgling river, the colorful lanterns slide down the water, it is really a secular fireworks, but it is particularly gratifying.

"Sister Qiushui, I have something I want to ask?" the young man put down the somewhat warm teacup in his hand with a serious expression. In this afternoon, Xiaobai had a lot of fun with her, and the relationship was naturally not too different.

"Huh?" Qiushui nodded, and then Orchid raised her finger slightly and took a sip of hot tea.

"Do you know about this Star Spirit Mountain?"

"Naturally, I know that this Xingling Mountain is the leader of the Four Great Immortal Sects, and countless people have squeezed their heads to get in," Qiushui's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes looked at him a little more, "Why do you ask this? Could it be that you also want to participate in this Immortal Conference?"

The boy frowned, puzzled.

"What is the Immortal Recruitment Conference?"

"You don't know?" Qiushui looked at him in surprise, a simple and thin black plain shirt covered his body, his long jet-black hair was scattered at will, his handsome and clean face was still a little immature, and his starry eyes were a little lazy, like a pool of still water, deep and bright, on the whole, he was also a heroic young man.

The young man shook his head slowly and asked in a muffled voice.

"As the name suggests, this Immortal Conference is to solicit people, cultivate immortals," Qiushui looked at him suspiciously, but he had to believe it when he looked stupid.

"Sounds very good, then how to participate in this Immortal Conference? When and where?" the young man's eyes lit up, and his spirit was shocked.

"The day after tomorrow, outside Chang'an City, at the foot of Wujiao Mountain, it is said that this quota has already been filled, and you can only wait for the next time. Qiushui smiled and gently blew the hot air wafting from the cup.

"Huh, how long will it take?" the young man asked, a little disappointed, and took a sip of tea.

"Ten years. ”

"Poof, ten years!" a mouthful of hot tea spewed out of his mouth, just like to pour all of it on Xiaobai, who was lying on the mahogany table, and she shivered.

"Whew!"

"Is there no other way?" the young man pressed Xiaobai, who was about to rush over, and wiped the remaining tea from the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, naturally there is a way," Qiushui pursed his lips and smiled, "If you hold the first-class paper specially issued by Xingling Mountain, you can pass without hindrance, and as for this first-class paper, it is naturally very rare, hey, to put it simply, it is recommended by the elders." ”

"That can't be helped," the young man took the struggling Xiaobai into his arms and sighed deeply.

"I'll go back to the room first, good night Sister Qiushui. ”

"Go ahead. ”

Their room is on the second floor, and when you push open the simple and clean wooden door, the fresh sandalwood fragrance comes to your nose, making people feel calm. The candlelight on the hollowed-out carved windows is faintly visible, and a soft and elegant wooden bed not far away is also particularly pleasant, and surprisingly, the price of such a clean and elegant room is extraordinarily low.

Xiaobai was the first to step into the room, jumped up and threw himself on the bed. The young man was not in a hurry, and sat down hesitantly by the window, the lights were bright outside, and the excitement was unabated.

Don't worry, I always remember our agreement, I must go to Xingling Mountain. He frowned, closed his eyes in contemplation.

Xiaobai seemed to be a little tired of playing, and he had already fallen asleep at the moment, a trace of wind slowly blew in through the window, and the candle flame swayed.

The familiar feeling surrounded him tightly, the green mountains and green waters breeze, and the people in his memory spoke eloquently.

The warm sunshine was so real that he was deeply immersed in his memories. The girl smiled softly and brightly, the golden spike longbow floated in front of him one by one, and his closed lips slowly pulled out an unconscious smile under the candlelight.

The wind was strong, and the candle flame, which had been slightly swinging, was now dimming and brightening, which seemed extremely unreal. His brow furrowed again, and a look of pain welled up, a black mist like a ghost that grew a little stronger with each tremor he did. Gradually, his whole body was enveloped in black mist.

The black mist changed shape, like a twisting ghost hand that made him hold on to it, as if trying to pull him down. In his consciousness, the girl's laughter was miserable and merciless, the black giant snake tore her apart alive, and he struggled to stop it but was weirdly unable to move.

He was a little panicked, everything was shattered, and every time he disappeared, the real darkness took root there, and gradually, the whole world seemed to be plunged into darkness, surrounded by smoke. A glimmer of light shone through the sky in front of him. He looked up curiously, a huge red dragon struggled in pain, the wound was dripping, and in the struggle, in its huge and clear vertical pupils, a deep sadness enveloped him like a flood.

Suddenly, the pain in his heart knocked him down, and he clutched his chest weakly, as if he were a dragon in the sky, struggling in pain, but to no avail.

"Whoa!Whoa!" Xiaobai didn't know when he woke up, it barked wildly and loudly, constantly trying to pull him down, but was helplessly bounced away by the black mist. It stared closely at the young man in front of him who was about to be buried in the black mist, and spun around anxiously.

Blood continued to seep from his trembling teeth, and it was especially dazzling in the firelight, and he frowned tightly, but showed no sign of waking up.

"Whoa!

"Bang!"

"You little kid don't sleep at night, what kind of noise!" The familiar voice came with a violent dissatisfaction, but Xiaobai greeted him in a panic as if waiting for a rescuer.