Seeing Hu Xianxian's very uncomfortable appearance, Misola said worriedly and guiltily: "Is it because you listen to my songs?" I knew I sang badly, but I didn't expect it to be so bad that it would be a 'sound kill'......"

Hu Xianxian nudged them away, pondering and said, "It has nothing to do with you, it's my own problem. When I came to your world, I could remember a lot of things, but my head was dull. Your songs are actually sung very well and have a passion from the heart. I just don't know how it can stir up a lot of things on my mind? ”

Misora was confused and looked at Lan Yingying, who spread her hands and shook her head.

Hu Xianxian took a deep breath and walked forward, "There are some things, if you don't understand it, you don't understand it, there's no need to get to the bottom of it." Hurry up and go back and change clothes, do we still have to go to see Aunt Mi? ”

They went back to the Sanzhen Museum to change their clothes, and Misola wore white T-shirts and blue trousers like them.

Just as she was about to go out, Lan Yingying looked at Misora's long silver hair, "Wait, you have to play with that hair." ”

Misora touched the back of her bare head, "How can I get it?" It's too late to dye it black. You can't cut it, can you? Then I'll be a nun......"

Hu Xianxian pulled a person with one hand and left, "Forget it." Since her mother lives in a Taoist temple and has been with Taoist priests for so long, she should not care about those external images. ”

Lan Yingying took them to the foot of a mountain in the car, and after getting out of the car, Misora scratched her head at her mobile phone, and Lan Yingying was busy buying tickets.

Hu Xianxian stood in front of the mountain gate, looking at the words on the plaque stupidly, "Qingcheng Mountain? This is Qingcheng Mountain? The legendary cave blessed land. So close to the red dust, so kind to the laity......"

After Lan Yingying received the tickets, she led them inside, and when she passed the ticket gate, Hu Xianxian was still chattering.

The ticket inspector smiled and said to Hu Xianxian: "Little sister from out of town? Don't forget about this place when you go back. ”

Lan Yingying grinned at the people around her, pulling Hu Xianxian to walk quickly, and after Misola took a picture, she trotted for a while before catching up with them.

As they walked up the stone steps, Misola called out to them several times to wait. Hu Xianxian only noticed that she hadn't changed her shoes at this time, "You are stepping on these stilt-like shoes, when will you get to where you want to go?" ”

Misola held on to the tree next to her and gasped, "I'...... I don't blame you for urging me to ........." and looked not far ahead, "Why don't you go to the souvenir shop over there and see if there are any tourist shoes?" ”

Lan Yingying waved her hand, "That's not good, the things in that store are scary." Hold on a little longer, go to the 'Natural Picture Workshop' and ask your acquaintances to see if you can borrow a pair of cloth shoes. ”

Misora sat directly on the ground, "Aren't we going to the Old Ming Palace?" I'm about to go to Yuecheng Lake, and if I go to the Natural Picture Workshop and go around and break down, my legs will be broken. ”

Hu Xianxian asked Lan Yingying what was going on, and Lan Yingying said that Aunt Mi lived in the Old Ming Palace, and if she didn't take the regular tourist route, she would go directly to Yuecheng Lake to Muyu Mountain, which would be much faster.

It's just that taking the conventional route through the natural drawing workshop, there happens to be an acquaintance of Lan Yingying, who can solve the problem of Misola's shoes.

Hu Xianxian thought for a while, took off the rubber-soled cloth shoes on his feet and gave them to Misola, "You put them on, let's go quickly." ”

Misora put on her shoes and stood up shaking her feet to try, "It's a good fit." What about you, can you walk barefoot? ”

Hu Xianxian didn't answer, and strode forward, and Misola ran up with two high heels. She followed behind Hu Xianxian and talked nonsense, and said that if Hu Xianxian was not a woman, she would definitely pursue Hu Xianxian.

Hu Xianxian couldn't stand her noise, and Lan Yingying reminded Misora a few times, but Misora didn't listen at all.

Hu Xianxian suddenly stopped, and Misola, who was trotting after her, almost bumped into her. She glanced sideways at Misola, and there was a cruel glint in her eyes.

Misola was stunned by her, Lan Yingying hurriedly stepped forward to pull Misora away, and said with a smile: "Xianxian, don't mind her personality at first glance." ”

It's just that Hu Xianxian didn't suddenly get angry as Lan Yingying was worried about, and turned his head silently. Lan Yingying took a few steps forward and stood side by side with her, seeing her look ahead with mist in her eyes.

Lan Yingying said softly: "That's Yuecheng Lake, and there is a cableway station to Shangqing Palace on the other side of the lake. ”

Hu Xianxian didn't seem to hear her, she was still looking at the lake like a fool, but Misora answered excitedly: "Let's go take the ropeway, it's fast and convenient to take pictures." ”

Lan Yingying objected and said: "After taking the cableway to the Shangqing Palace, you still have to go back down the mountain road to the Yuanming Palace, have you forgotten that these two palaces are not on the same peak?" You, do you understand that you are here to visit the elders, not to play? ”

The two of them chattered, but Hu Xianxian's heart seemed to sink into the water of the lake. She seemed to remember how she had come into the world, but the memories were vague.

At this moment, when the sun is setting, there are not many tourists, and there are few leisurely tourists by the lake, which makes Hu Xianxian feel that this scene is familiar. She wondered why she had a familiar feeling about the place. Could it be that my memory is wrong?

Is he really as Lan Yingying thinks, he is originally a person in this world, but there is something wrong with his own mind?

Seeing Hu Xianxian looking at the lake, Lan Yingying smiled and said, "Yuecheng Lake is beautiful, right?" It's the season of abundant water, the water is clear and lotus, and there are cruise ships to sit on. There are also few tourists during this time, and the beauty of the scenery is best reflected. ”

Hu Xianxian didn't answer, and Misola said: "That's it, it's just a bit like a fairy mountain spirit lake at this time." The last time I came at noon on the National Day, ho yo, the lake is full of garbage, and the trestle is densely packed with people, and the cruise ship can't row at all......"

Hu Xianxian slowly walked up to the trestle bridge leading to the other bank, and a similar but different scene appeared in front of her eyes......

It's still this lake, but the water is clearer, the mountains are greener, and the glimmer of the slanting sun reflects the face of a familiar person.

He is a young Taoist priest, and his facial features are not extremely handsome, but his eyes are very moving.

He rose from the lake, and the water column spread out in the air into countless droplets. He stretched out his left index finger, and a crystal drop of water trembled and stopped at his fingertips.

He smiled lightly, but the melancholy in his eyes did not fade, "Do you see this drop of water reflecting the sunset?" Is it the colorful light floating and sweeping, and everything is diverse? ”

There was no one next to him, he was talking to a black and white beast.

The beast looked up at him, and Hu Xian Xian could feel that it was not looking at the water droplets, but at his slender fingers.

He blew lightly, and the water droplets rolled down, and he quickly used the palm of his right hand to support the water droplets that were about to land.

He spread out his palm, twisted the water droplets with the thumb and index finger of his left hand, and blew lightly, and the water droplets turned into a large blister.

He raised his hand lightly, and the water bubble floated into the air, "If Master sees me doing these things with spells, he should say that I am not doing my job properly and doing some tricks and lewd skills." Will you laugh at me? Can you understand how I feel when I see these bubbles? ”

Hu Xianxian had unconsciously walked to the other side, and Lan Yingying and Misola hurriedly caught up.

Lan Yingying pulled her a little anxiously, "Immortal...... Slow down, you don't know the way, don't get lost. ”

Hu Xianxian was pulled by her, and she came back to her senses from the illusion, and she couldn't see that person, which made her very angry. She glared at the person who pulled her viciously, and only after she saw that it was Lan Yingying, her complexion softened a little.

There is a ropeway station on the other side of the lake, and next to it is a stone-paved path. Misola wanted to take the cableway, Lan Yingying said that the cableway was to the Shangqing Palace, and when she arrived at the Shangqing Palace, she still had to take the mountain road to get to the Yuanming Palace, so why spend that unjust money.

When the two were arguing, Hu Xianxian had already walked on the mountain road. After walking a few steps, I met a few blonde and blue-eyed foreigners following a woman holding a small flag.

Hu Xianxian stood to the side and let them go first. She heard the woman holding the small flag say, "Dear friends, now, we have come to Yuecheng Lake. Wolseong Lake is between Zhangren Peak and Qinglonggang, next to Ghost City Mountain. Ghost City Mountain was later renamed Wolseong Mountain, and the lake was named after the mountain, so it was called Wolseong Lake. ”

Hu Xianxian had a nameless fire in her heart, and she stared at the woman. But the woman did not realize that she had led the foreigners up to the trestle.

Her loud and sweet voice reached Hu Xianxian's ears, which made Hu Xianxian feel extremely harsh.

"The water of Wolseong Lake comes from the clear stream, but over the years the stream has become less and less, and sometimes the lake has dried up. According to legend, the lakeside is the retreat of the real ghost valley of Minshan. It is also said that during the Five Dynasties period, when the surname Meng was surnamed Houshu, Liu Haichan, one of the five ancestors of the Quanzhen Sect in the north, also lived in seclusion here......"

Hu Xianxian's figure swirled lightly, stopping in front of the woman like a ghost in the night, and said softly in a cold tone: "Who said that this lake is named after the mountain? Ghost City Mountain is Ghost City Mountain, this lake is because of the shape of the crescent moon, and the name of the "Moon Sinking Lake", is the meaning of the crescent moon falling from the sky, the crescent moon sinking into the water! ”

The group was a little confused, Lan Yingying had been paying attention to Hu Xianxian, reacting faster than them, and ran over to pull Hu Xianxian away, "Xianxian, don't make trouble, the tour guide is explained according to the regular information." ”

Hu Xianxian nudged Lan Yingying away, pointed to the tour guide and said, "You, explain as I said again." ”

The tour guide's face was full of anger, but her professionalism kept her calm and said: "This lady, if you have any comments about the explanation, you can report to our travel agency." Of course, if you have any disputes about the explanation, you can also make suggestions to the tourism office. ”

Hu Xianxian snorted coldly, regardless of the fact that the injury had not healed, he gritted his teeth and resisted the water with spiritual power. Because of her envoys, the lake rose into the sky with a swirling column of water.

"Do you change or not? If you don't change it, I will destroy all the miscellaneous buildings on this lakeside! Even this trestle bridge will be destroyed, and you will be left to feed the fish in the lake! ”

Hu Xianxian's cold words made the tour guide tremble slightly, but Hu Xianxian saw those outsiders excitedly taking pictures.

In half-baked Chinese, they said, "It's wonderful, magical Oriental!" ”

"Chinese Kung Fu, this is Chinese Kung Fu!"

"This live performance is really surprising."

Lan Yingying bowed down and apologized to the tour guide, and pointed to her head and whispered something to the tour guide. The tour guide looked at Hu Xianxian suspiciously, and Mu Ran nodded.