Bamboo Mountain

Cangli lay down with a fan and said quietly: "Changrong, this kid's imperial rite has been so long, it's so lively."

Lun Shang hung his head and peeled the chestnuts, stuffed them into his mouth, his face was full of satisfaction, and said lightly: "Naturally, it is a happy event from all over the world, the rebellion of the Five Emperors has been disputed for hundreds of years, and it is not easy to usher in peace, can you not be happy."

"Huh? I heard that An Zhi gave birth to a child, and the demon clan is also holding a feast, which is lively. Cangli unfolded the fan and fanned, "It's so lively now." Today is divided into two, and I don't know how long it will be calm. After all, You Tian is holding a green flute, and that thing is an artifact. Even I can't figure it out. ”

"It doesn't matter how it develops, what does it have to do with you and me."

Cangli smiled when he heard this, "Yes, it has nothing to do with you, you, as long as it is about Xin Yi, no matter who you can tear your face, if it is him, how can you sit still." ”

"But it's not him, take your time."

Cangli stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of chestnuts, used his spiritual power, put them in the air, automatically peeled the shells, and the golden chestnuts stood in the air, Cangli opened his mouth and tasted one, and nodded again and again: "This chestnut is good." By the way, I heard that Dongli didn't go to watch the emperor's ceremony this time, and I understand that he didn't go, and Yan didn't go today. ”

"There may be a grudge." Lun Shang peeled the chestnuts and said casually.

"Grievances? What grievances can there be, it's nothing more than that you can't get used to Changrong's practices. Naxidi heard that it was very hurt. The sun was a little dazzling, and Cangli squinted and looked at the sky.

"Eh, the last time Zigui came to deliver the scrolls, he quietly told me a message," Lunshang said softly, "Do you remember the solitary life under Changrong's seat?" ”

Cangli thought for a moment and recalled, "Just the one who looks like a thief? Every day with some responsibility, that face, I don't like it. ”

"Well," Lun Shang said mysteriously, "I heard that he was beaten. ”

"Oh?" Cangli was interested, sat up and said, "When did it happen?" Who did this to you? Yes, I had the style of the past. ”

"Ji Chen Shangshen, I heard that Duhuo met him that day, and he was disrespectful, Ji Chen's Shangshen was against Changrong, and he was holding back the fire in his heart, and he didn't know what to do with Duhuo, and he actually wanted to steal the flower essence of Ji Chen's Shangshen Mansion."

"Flower spirits?"

"Well, it seems that Ji Chen's god passed by Zihe Palace that day, and then fell in love with a pot of bluegrass, which I don't bring back to raise, who thinks, tsk. It was terrible to be beaten. Lun Shang felt happy when he thought of that picture, although he had never dealt with Duhuo, when he thought of his person, he didn't like it, just like the eunuchs around the mortal emperor, he looked disgusted.

"Ji Chen? He's not dead yet? "Cangli remembered in a trance that there was such a person in ancient times, who was cold and very boring.

“…… You're not and no," Lunshang said speechlessly.

Cangli coughed lightly and changed the subject, "Cough, slip of the tongue...... Qingyang doesn't know where he went, and he hasn't come back for so long. ”

"Who knows."

Temple

Changrong sat on a high seat, looking at Duhuo kneeling on the ground, his face full of anger.

"Live alone, you are guilty!"

Duhuo slowly raised his head, his face was blue and purple, and his hands were also there, and he said servantly: "Duhuo knows his mistakes, please punish Tianjun."

"What's wrong?" Changrong looked at him fixedly.

Duhuo raised his head, as if he had pulled the wound, and hissed, "Duhuo shouldn't have stolen that flower essence, and he shouldn't have angered Ji Chen's gods and embarrassed you." It's all a lonely life. ”

Changrong sighed, walked down, looked at Duhuo condescendingly, and said, "Benjun knows that you are not such a reckless person, tell Benjun the truth."

Alone and silent.

Speaking of the flower essence, it was still when he was young that he went to Qixia Valley alone in order to seek a fairy grass.

At that time, his mana was weak, and although there were too few demon beasts in Qixia Valley, this place was also extremely dangerous. He went through a lot of hard work to find the lobelia, but he encountered the divine beast.

A big bird that looked like a chicken flew by, flying over the mixed gang qi, leaving the spirit grass everywhere scarred.

He was also blown into the air and slammed to the ground, overpowering a bluegrass. The orchid grass was indeed born into a spirit, and transformed into a human form, looking at him dissatisfied. It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful woman, with a vague scent of bluegrass and a light and elegant scent.

"You're a crushing man!" Lancao looked at him with a frown.

Duhuo was embarrassed, and quickly got up and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be here." ”

"Humph! Young man, you look at how to compensate me. ”

Duhuo saluted, "How do you say you will pay?" ”

Lancao propped her head and thought about it seriously, "Why don't you accompany me, although this valley is good, it is not lively." ”

Duhuo thought for a while and said, "No, I want to go back, my mother is still waiting for this medicine for me."

Lan Cao smiled, and she knew that this would be the result: "There are many people who come to Qixia Valley every year, and none of them stay. There was a guy who said he liked me, and then he left and never came back. ”

"I," Duhuo bowed his head and said, "I'm different, I'll come back......" He suddenly raised his head and looked at her, his face was slightly red: "Really, believe me."

"Young man, hurry up, your mother is still waiting for you." Lan Cao smiled, she didn't really believe his words, but laughed because of his words, at least someone could deceive her.

Lancao looked at Duhuo, who turned away, and shouted to her, "Young man, my name is Su Mu."

Su Mu saw him go away, sitting on the branch, half leaning against the trunk, swinging his legs.

"This guy is really funny."

A few months passed, and Duhuo once again walked into Qixia Valley.

Back all these days, all he could think about was the woman's laughter, and he thought that he was probably stunned.

But after searching all over Qixia Valley, I didn't find the woman named Su Mu.

Just when he was disheartened, the tree told him that Sumu had been taken away by someone he didn't know.

Thirty thousand years later, he once again searched for medicine and entered Qixia Valley, and saw her with a little doll.

She said the man who had kept her waiting had come back to her. A lot of things happened later, the man's family disagreed, and the family of three broke away from the family and ran around.

Su Mu's eyes were sad, and he smiled bitterly, the corners of his eyes were moist, "Yang Yu, in order to save me, he was killed by his own brother, my brother, ......"

"It's okay, it's okay. Sumu. Duhuo comforted.

Su Mu held back tears, "Can you go sit down?" ”

Following the direction she pointed, Duhuo looked at it, which was made of bamboo, and there were many flowers and plants growing around it.

"Okay." Duhuo squatted down, looked at Su Mu's daughter, pinched her with his fingers, and picked her up, and the child did not resist.

It turns out that loneliness is from the moment I fell in love with you...... I have been pleased with you for 20,000 years, and you never knew it.

"Young man, since he left, I have returned to Qixia Mountain with Ranran, there is no time in the mountains, and I don't know how long it has been outside."

"Su Mu, it's been 20,000 years."

You and I have not seen twenty-three thousand four hundred and fifty-five years.

"What?" Su Mu was slightly stunned, then pursed his lips and chuckled, "It turns out that I have been unconsciously for so long, what is your name." ”

"Live alone."

Su Mu glanced back and sighed, "It's good to live alone, longevity grass."

If he hadn't died...... How nice that would be.

Yang Yu lives in the bottom of my heart, but disappears in my life, and there is a tomb in my heart where he lives.