Flower pendant cicada chirping tree shadow, Yi Feng Rao, accompanied by a hazy name, gradually into the ear, Chu Qi scratched his hair bun, a sense of déjà vu came to his heart, he has a very good memory since childhood, when he was ten years old, on the bank of the Lishui River in Cangshan Cave, Zhao Xueyi talked eloquently in his ears, Chu Qi immediately realized, the mysterious Danfeng under the black veil, exuding a clear and cold depression, it is the painting fairy - Fengxiao.

Liang Bochong's right hand was sent, and a talisman pen was rushed out of the sleeve, the pen barrel was clear, the clouds and smoke were thick, the flying glow flowed, the water vapor rippled, his thumb and ring finger were clasped tightly, and he erected the index and middle two fingers, and recited the mantra, and the talisman pen slipped, turning bigger and bigger, enough for two people to hug and gently swing in the air.

"Come on. Liang Bochong stood on the tip of the pen lightly, and the cyan light on the tip of the pen behind him flowed up and down, as if he was cheering and fluorescent.

Li Xiangzhi was timid and overwhelmed, looking at Chu Qi helplessly, Chu Qi smiled faintly, holding Li Xiangzhi's slender waist through the thin shirt, Li Xiangzhi said "Ah", a huge heat wave came, causing bursts of numbness. She was lifted high and rested horizontally on the barrel of the pen. Chu Qi touched the ground at his feet, supported his hands, and straddled Li Xiangzhi, the warm and elegant breath was close at hand, and it came to her nose, calling her like drinking a glass of wine, and the fragrance was intoxicating. Li Xiangzhi carefully grabbed Chu Qi's placket, obviously the wind and the sun were warm under the shade of this tree, but his ears were hot and dazzling, and the red glow was full of red, I don't know if it was because of Chu Qi's hugging action and feeling ashamed, or because of his behavior of pulling the placket.

Liang Bochong didn't squint, laughed, his mind moved, the talisman pen rose in response, Li Xiangzhi said "ah", sat unsteadily, and was so frightened that he stretched out his hand to hug him, and the cuffs retreated, revealing his white and tender lotus arms, clinging to Chu Qi.

Chu Qi frowned, and said with a slight annoyance: "Senior!"

Liang Bochong snorted coldly, and the speed of Xingyun's pen slowed down.

In this way, Chu Qi didn't speak, Li Xiangzhi didn't let go, and just hugged all the way. Got the mountain gate, everyone descended and jumped down, Chu Qi couldn't help but say that he hugged Li Xiangzhi and went to the ground, the little girl lowered her head tightly, how dare she look up at Chu Qi for half a minute, only the round ear beads hidden under the black silk are as red as blood, Chu Qi saw it, sighed slightly, and said, "Let's go." Li Xiangzhi replied softly: "Yes." ”

The two of them lingered in the house for a few days, but they didn't see Liang Bochong, the old boy took the ten-grade talisman in Chu Qi's hand, studied it behind closed doors, didn't ask about trivial matters, and forgot all about the two brothers and sisters.

One day, Chu Qi strolled alone in the courtyard, and Li Xiangzhi was ashamed to show up and rest in the room. It is said that when he first entered the mansion, Liang Bochong was disrespectful to the old man, and arranged a single room for the two to live in, and the meaning of teasing was overflowing, although Li Xiangzhi was shy and difficult, but he was twelve points willing in his heart, Chu Qi's face was cold, and he simply took out the "Dao Wang Order" in his arms and stretched out his hand to spread it out. Although Liang Bochong couldn't tell what was wrong with Li Xiangzhi's seven-grade Daojun's Bai Yueqing loose set, he could still distinguish the "Dao King Order", and shouted "boring...", a babbling god shape, which was consistent with the current rejuvenation and rejuvenation, and casually ordered his subordinates to ask for the ten-grade talisman from Chu Qi's hand, and never showed up again.

All the way the flowers are red and willow green, green bricks and green tiles, fragrant grass is full of winding and winding paths, and I meet three or two maidservants, Eguanbo belt, Qiluo beads, ignore Chu Qi, but there is no embarrassment for him. Chu Qi smiled on his lips and nodded slightly, which attracted the maidservant girl to look sideways, it doesn't matter, it seems that the green buds are blooming, and the red glow climbs from the neck to the powder, and the branches bloom angrily, and the deer in his heart collides: "How can there be such a good-looking person in this world!"

Walking to a garden, flowers and butterflies dance together in the fence, spring water in the rockery, through the bamboo shadows, and fish intersect and play in the pool. In the center of the courtyard is a desk, gray and simple, covered with black forged cloth, on which two slender white papers are written: "There are three points of water, two points of bamboo and one point of bright moon" is from the famous female lyricist Li Shi's pair. The artistic conception of the characters is timeless and long, the charm is profound, and the penmanship is rich and graceful, beautiful and sparse. Chu Qi touched his nose and praised: "This girl writes well!", which actually made him see the gender of the person who wrote.

It's just that the pen is slightly stagnant, and the sentiment that can't be put away seems to reveal a trace of grace. Chu Qi said regretfully.

Stopping for tea time, Chu Qi looked up and saw that there was no one left and right, and the author did not return for a long time, leaving half a pair, which really tickled his hands. After waiting for half a pillar of incense, there was still no one, Chu Qi took a long sigh of relief, stepped forward to lift the pen on the case, and waved a few strokes into ink: "Look at the hundred steps of the river from the five-step building and the ten-step pavilion."

That night, Chu Qi and Li Xiangzhi said hello, and were about to go back to the house to rest, when suddenly a man dressed as a second person came out from the side, which naturally scared Li Xiangzhi a lot.

"Please come with us. There was no politeness between his expression and words, and his demeanor was quite restrained.

Chu Qi stretched out his hand to protect Li Xiangzhi, was stunned for a moment, did not have the same knowledge as the two in front of him, turned around and explained a few words to Li Xiangzhi, and said, "Lead the way." ”

Bending around the tea time, the lights are bright all the way, the frogs are chirping, the cinnamon on the branches is long, and the breeze is coming, don't have a leisurely leisure. When he came to a garden, Chu Qi took advantage of the bright yellow hanging lamp in the pond pavilion to look around in a trance, and found that this place was the place where books were left during the day, and he was somewhat enlightened in his heart.

The book and ink on the case are still there, not moving, Chu Qi stood sideways, the light shone obliquely, sprinkled on the case: "There are three points of water, two points of bamboo, and one point of bright moon, looking at the hundred steps of the river from the five-step building and the ten-step pavilion." ”

A shadow appeared in the Champs, the body was black, and the skirt moved in response to the wind, and then reverted to the dark ink, looming in the void.

"The Shangqing Academy knows that there is no such person as you in the calligraphy. A soft breeze and rain came to his face, and Chu Qi was quite surprised.

"It's... Did you write the words?" there was no displeasure in the words, but there was a sense of uncertainty.

Chu Qi clasped his hands together and made a salute: "Poor Dao Tang Tu Fairy, this word is indeed written below." ”

"Oh, you know me. ”

Chu Qi groaned: "The wind comes and goes without the immortal body, and the ink in the nine heavens is shocked. ”

This sentence has been circulated in the world, used to describe one of the four beauties of Central Continent to paint the fairy Fengxiao, its traces come and go like the wind, do not see the beginning and the end, the Xuanyi plus the body, such as the ink abyss pool, the next pen line cloud such as the pen flying from the nine days, the painting charm Linzhen has more everyone's demeanor, which is breathtaking. However, the painting fairy covers his face with a light veil, and his true face has never been revealed, Rao is one of the four beauties, and it also makes many admirers sigh. So much so that some good people secretly speculate whether there is any hidden disease in this painting fairy, so it is inconvenient to show it, so as to attract admirers to fight with it, which is gossip.

Feng Xiao was unmoved by Chu Qi's words, and said lightly: "You write it again." It seems to further break the uncertainty in my heart with seeing as believing.

Chu Qi was slightly stunned, then smiled, shook his head slightly, lightly held his sleeve with his left hand, and held a pen in his right hand.

Feng Xiao's eyes shrank, and his figure appeared from the dark ink, and there was no wind under his feet, and he came to the front of the case flutteringly, and a pair of slender and soft wattles stretched out from the dark black cuffs, green and white, like an immortal snapping his fingers, Shi Shiran picked up the pen and ink on the case.

The paper reads: "Green water is worry-free, wrinkled by the wind." ”