It was a long dream, and the old things of the past unfolded like a picture scroll, and came to mind, and the heart-wrenching pain made the girl burst into tears, and she hid in a dark corner and shivered, not daring to touch the wound of her heart.

How desolate and helpless, is it the world that has abandoned her? Or just forgetting, she is like a complex of contradictions, unable to distinguish what is the reality of dreams, longing for reality, and inseparable from dreams, wanting to be loved by the person in her heart, and afraid of being hurt again.

Like a drowning stumper, she clung to the only thing she could rely on, an arm that brought her safety and dependence, pulled her into her arms, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her......

When Ling Xue woke up, it was the early morning three days later, and she was in a coma for three days, if it was usual, it was completely unimaginable for her, but the real situation was that when she woke up, she only felt refreshed, and her indifferent pretty face was a little more relaxed and comfortable.

The wind and snow continued outside, but the trend of snowfall was undoubtedly much smaller than that of the previous days, and you could see scattered pedestrians on the streets, and many shops were clearing the snow in front of their homes.

Fenglai Inn is the top three inns in the Demon City, belonging to the industry of the Heavenly Demon Country, named with the homonym of Fenglaiyi, the side of the inn building, planted with a 20 zhang high xenomorph sycamore, coiled Wolong, the branches stretch, but unfortunately the cold winter, the leaves on the tree have withered, only a piece of snowflakes cover the branches.

On both sides of the ice and snow sycamore, there are nine-story inn buildings and pedestrian avenues, and on the other two sides, five three-story attics have been built, and there is a corridor in the middle connected to the inn, but it is the Tianzi upper room of the Fenglai Inn, and the living price is expensive, and it costs two hundred demon crystals a day.

An attic is an upper room, facing the inn and the street, there is also an independent spacious courtyard on the back, there is a hot spring bath on the ground floor, connecting the small branches of the large spiritual veins of the demon city, with the effect of requiem and nourishing the element, there is a cultivation room on the second floor, although the effect is not as good as the equipment of the imperial city, it can be regarded as precious, and there is an open-air stargazing platform on the top floor, and you can look at the endless starry sky when the weather is fine.

Ling Xue woke up from the wing room on the second floor of the Tianzi attic in the middle of the Fenglai Inn, the room was empty, and her subconscious told her that there was no danger, but she still habitually clenched the short arrow in her cuff and carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

There was burning obsidian in the stove in the outer wing, and the cold outside could not spread into the room, and the fox fur was hung on a hanger at the foot of the bed, wearing only brocade socks on his feet, and a pair of velvet boots were placed next to the bed, and his long skirt was neat, and his plain face was wiped without leaving tears.

Ling Xue's small nose twitched, she vaguely smelled a fragrance, and her stomach growled, probably feeling a little cold, she put on a fox fur again, put on velvet boots, and went in the direction where the fragrance floated from, and walked straight through the outer wing room and side hall, and came to a wooden door.

Fenglai Inn has a top chef, just need to tell a few words across the yard, no matter what the hour, the guy can serve fresh and hot dishes, if you feel that your appetite is not suitable, there is also a separate room and clean kitchenware in the attic, do it yourself, rich food and clothing.

The girl standing in front of the door looked a little cramped, her heart was pounding without fluctuation for a long time, and her calm pretty face was surprised to show a panicked color, excited and excited, worried and afraid, and her heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

"Could it be him?" Ling Xue muttered softly, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, before she took a breath and opened the wooden door of the room, where the fire was blazing, the kettle on the fire was sneering, and the picturesque young man in white stood by the stove, neatly cutting a few carrots into pieces.

"Huh?" Hearing the sound of the door opening, the young man in white looked up and saw the girl standing at the door in a hurry, casting a puzzled look, the girl's little face was red to the base of her neck, and she twisted and pinched for a long time before he hesitated: "That, do you need help?"

Looking at the girl's dodgy gaze, the young man in white chuckled for no reason, and the girl was even more ashamed, only to hear the young man smile and reply: "No need, you forcibly use the field, and the backlash is not light, rest for a while! ”

"Well!" the girl replied with her head bowed, and turned around with relief, her tense body relaxed, and weakness struck her limbs again, and stumbled out of the room, her toes accidentally stumbled on the threshold, and she almost fell.

The young man in white was quick-eyed, put down the guy in his hand, came to the girl's side in an instant, opened his arms and hugged her, stabilized her body that almost fell, and said helplessly: "Look at you, you are as heartless as before, so weak and strong, really, I'll come!"

Saying that, the young man held her jade shoulder with one hand, and the other hand held the crook of her calf, and hugged her directly, the red glow on the girl's pretty face spread to her neck, and she only felt that her earlobes were hot, and she buried her head in the young man's chest with her eyes closed, and she was so ashamed that she didn't dare to breathe.

It wasn't until the young man in white put her in the outer room, on the bamboo mat with a blanket, told her a few obediently not to run around, and went back to continue the affairs in the room, that the girl cautiously opened her eyes and peeked a few times at the room separated by a few doors, her cheeks were still red and hot, and her thin white lips provoked a pleasant smile.

The girl sat cross-legged, humming a little song in her mouth, beating on her toes, leaning her elbows against the rosewood in front of her, holding her chin with both hands, and staring blankly in the direction of the room, forgetting how long it had been, she had never been so happy as today, and after a while, the young man in white came out of the room again.

Yeyang walked briskly, also humming a minor tune, holding a square wooden plate in both hands, there were two celadon bowls in the wooden plate, containing steaming noodle soup, fried golden eggs, finely chopped coriander and green onion and ginger, boiled until soft and rotten radish pieces, a few slices of carefully roasted beef, and vegetable broth that had been boiled for several hours in the morning, which was fragrant and appetizing.

By the time the young man in white arrived at the outer wing, the girl in the blue dress had regained her usual calm, sitting quietly on the bamboo mat, the young man put the square wooden plate on the long table, two celadon bowls on the table, and two pairs of green bamboo chopsticks were also flat on the edge of the bowl.

The girl tensed her body and didn't say a word, but the young man smiled, as in memory, stretched out his hand to rub her head, the girl hurriedly dodged, and said angrily: "I'm grown up, I'm not allowed to touch it anymore!"

"Don't you say I forgot ......" The young man in white looked at him, paused, and took back his outstretched hand, but he was a little more silent, pushed a bowl of noodle soup in front of the girl, and pulled the other bowl, grabbed two slices of barbecue meat with bamboo chopsticks, and put it into the girl's bowl, still smiling: "Try my craftsmanship, rest assured, it's not mushy, it's much better than when it was in the Xuan Realm." ”

"Hmm. The girl also responded in a low voice, and also realized that something was irretrievable, and it was gone with the wind, and it was also a little more gloomy, and she was hungry, silently taking care of the noodle soup, and both of them were busy with their own work, and there was no more communication, only the teenager put the meat slices into the girl's bowl from time to time.

Eating without saying a word, maybe it was because they insisted on the set of etiquette they all believed in, or maybe they had their own hearts, and soon, the two bowls of noodle soup were wiped out, and even the soup was drunk clean, and there was nothing left, the young man cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and walked into the room again, and when he came out again, his hand became a round wooden plate again.

On the plate was a pot of fragrant tea, but it was the Heavenly Demon Kingdom's tribute Yunwu Tea, a special product that Yeyang got from the Heavenly Demon Emperor when he was in the Hanging Space, and two jade teacups that had just been cleaned were poured on the side of the pot.

The boy put the log plate on the coffee table, threw a few pieces of obsidian into the stove, clapped his hands, sat down on the blanket on the other side of the long table, he poured two cups of tea, the heat turned into a cloud and lingered, one was pushed to the girl, and the other was held by himself, and he made a gesture of please, and drank the tea in the cup.

"The Xuanjie has been separated for one hundred and fifty years, and the Linghuan Realm has been separated for one hundred and thirty years, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you a little strangely, I use tea instead of wine, and I will do it first as a respect. Yeyang poured himself another cup and smiled: "Try it, the cloud and mist spirit tea of the Heavenly Demon Kingdom, the special tribute of the royal family, you can't buy it with money, it's very tasteful, and it's good for enlightenment." ”

Ling Xue held the warm teacup, tasted it lightly, listened to Yeyang's opening remarks, a thousand words were blocked in her heart, her heart had thousands of knots, she was still messy, she was silent for a moment, but finally whispered: "Long time no see." ”

The two people who were full of things tacitly knew it, but they didn't open their mouths again, and in the next ten days, the wind and snow in the outside world were still dancing wildly, and both of them stayed in their respective rooms, one to recuperate, and the other to recuperate, obviously they hadn't seen each other a few times a day, but they were worried about each other all the time.

Every morning when Ling Xue got up, she would see Yeyang busy in the room, cooking all kinds of body-conditioning meals for her, sometimes noodle soup, sometimes medicinal porridge, changing tricks to meet her appetite, although she was still calm on the surface, but her heart couldn't help but be happy.

On the eighteenth day, Ling Xue had recovered most of the backlash trauma from forcibly casting the field, and she was able to move around freely, and the heavy snow outside had also weakened significantly, but the cold wave continued to howl hoarsely, and the pedestrians passing by on the road were pitiful.

She didn't brave the snow alone, just walked around in the attic, moving her numb limbs, or intentionally or unintentionally, to the night sun wing room on the ground floor, through a few doors, she heard the intermittent crisp flute sound in the room, but it was a popular folk minor tune in the Xuan world.

In the history of music in the Nine Realms, compared with the commanding heights of music and rhythm practice, the Nine Songs of Tianxing, the most widely circulated are twenty-four folk tunes, which have nothing to do with cultivation and are purely folk tunes that are appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar.

Cai Wei, Bamboo Branch Words, Mo Shang Sang, Tianjing Sand, Peacock Flying Southeast, Baitou Yin, Butterfly Love Flower, Jiangchengzi, Bodhisattva Man, Huanxi Sha, Linjiang Immortal, Nian Nujiao, Yongyule, Bu Operator, Water Tune Song Head, Man Jianghong, Xijiang Yue, Fisherman's Pride, Broken Array, Dian Jiang Lip, Drunken Flower Yin, Partridge Sky, Maple Farewell Rain, Bright Moon Night.

Ling Xue is also well versed in the way of music and rhythm, and is no stranger to the twenty-four bridges, hearing the gentle tune of Cai Wei coming out of the room, she couldn't help but have a bright light in her eyes, and sat directly on the ground in front of the door, with her hands raised lightly, a goure carved from ice jade appeared in front of her, and the snow-white slender fingertips crossed the strings, and the ethereal sound of the piano filled the attic, which matched with the flute in the night sun room, complementing each other, and the aftermath lingered.

There was a little panic in the flute, for the addition of the piano sound, obviously in the night sun's expectations, but soon returned to the right path, the piano and flute ensemble, the girl hummed softly: "In the past, I went back, the willows are still around, now I come to think, the rain and snow are falling." The way is slow, thirsty and hungry. My heart is sad, and I don't know how ...... I mourn."

Borrowing the lyrics of the song, blending the feelings into the song, the scene blending, the sadness of parting and the joy of reunion are vividly rendered, and when the song ends, it is late, and the two people who are only separated by the door of the road room are silent for a long time, the girl goes back to her room, and the boy does not open the door......

"The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze is chirping cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and it is ...... to listen to the sound of frogs"

"The mountain peach saffron is full of heads, the spring water of the Shujiang River beats the mountain flow, the flower bonus is easy to decay like Langyi, and the water flow is infinitely like a ...... of sorrow"

"After dusk, there is a dark fragrance in the sleeves. Mo Dao is not ecstatic, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers......"

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost......"

After using the early morning medicinal food every day, the two of them separated, and stayed until the afternoon, or the boy came to the second floor, or the girl went to the ground floor, always across the door wall, with the sound of the piano and flute, there was never half a minute overstep, light and light, calm and quiet, for twenty-four days, from the first bridge of the rose, to the twenty-fourth bridge of the bright moonlit night.

On the twenty-fifth day, Ling Xue came to the door of Yeyang again, and there was no flute sound in the room, but she heard the young man singing slowly in a deep voice: "The world is feasible, all generations are sage, Lang Lang Qiankun, all living beings enjoy peace for a long time, the heart belongs, and the clouds are ...... forever."

"Good and evil come from the heart, take the body as the mirror, and evil does not appear; with the body as nothing, then all ways are vain, and the mind controls it, and the transcendent things are ......."

"Determine the distinction between inside and outside, defend the realm of honor and disgrace, worry about the worries of the world first, and enjoy the joy of the world after the world, do not take things to be happy, do not be sad with yourself, the power of creation, bless the people, the heart is not extinguished, and the Tao is not extinguished......"

The voice of the young man in the room is not loud, but it is very powerful, the tone is frustrated, the pause is free, there is some peculiar infectiousness, the eyes of the girl sitting outside the door show a trance, and the young man is brought into a wonderful state of mind, prosperous and prosperous, the people are happy, all things in the world are harmonious and friendly, and the creatures of all races are happy and prosperous.

Indescribable peace rises in the heart, transcendent and uncontested, a faint white light emanates from the body, a soft affinity blooms, there is no movement in the hand, the ice piano on the leg is automatically played, the music is soothing and peaceful, so that the young man in white in the room is also dyed with a layer of glow......

On the 26th, Yeyang came to Ling Xue's door, the sound of the piano in the wing room was wonderful, but it was not any minor key in the 24th bridge, she sang softly: "Exquisite dice and red beans, I don't know if I am lovesick to the bones; I don't know the flowers and wine, the plum blossoms are sorrowful, and the water in the long pavilion is long; the stars and the moon are bright, my home is in the distance, when the plum blossoms fall, send me home......"

The sound of the piano is connected, the words are beady, and the ethereal pictures are unfolded one after another, and the eyes of the night sun sitting in front of the door suddenly clear, but the consciousness quickly fell into darkness, and suddenly the stars changed, and the world was spinning, and when he woke up, he found that he was in the village, and he became a ten-year-old child.

He was standing in a freshly harvested rice field, a girl with two pigtails running towards him, grinning and holding his hand, running towards the village in the distance, he knew that he was in a fantasy world, and subconsciously told himself that the girl would not harm him, so he did not resist.

There are 100 people in the village, men and women weavers, self-sufficient, peaceful and peaceful, the child's parents are farmers, they get up early and are greedy for darkness, but they live very happily, there are many children of the same age in the village, and the little girl is the daughter of the farmer next door to his house.

In the simple village, the little boy is carefree every day, gradually forgetting his original identity, and the village is completely integrated, his parents age rapidly, he grew up to become the pillar of the family, the biggest wish of the elderly parents is that he get married and have children, arrange a family affair for him, and the woman is his playmate from childhood to adulthood.

The two soon became married, the woman raised silkworms and weaved cloth, he ploughed the land and herded cattle, worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, and then his parents also left, he was very sad, and the woman was very considerate and accompanied him through a short period of sadness.

Every year there was a good harvest, the young and strong man built a new house, the two had their own children, the woman became a loving mother, he also turned into a strict father, and the family of three was happy.

The child also grew up quickly, the two of them are getting older, there are many wrinkles on their faces, the man falls in love with drinking, the woman always loves to nag, and later, the man also became an old man, frail and sick and unable to get off the ground, the woman also became a stiff old woman, the old couple often quarreled, and no one could get used to anyone.

Looking at the grown up son, the noisy old couple had a common topic again, thinking about finding a family for him, and the object was the daughter of the house next door, the little girl who played with the mud with her son since childhood......

The old couple had a wish, the son and daughter-in-law were very filial, and they would not think the two of them were too lazy to do it, and soon after, they got their wish and hugged the big fat grandson, but they looked even older, often dizzy, cold and coughing, and even had no strength to quarrel.

But he still insisted on going out and walking a few steps every day, lying on a chair outside the village, smiling at his grandson who was playing in the field covered in mud, and looking at the person who had been with him all his life, and his wrinkled old face was full of happy smiles......

It didn't take long for the two to die one after another, the old woman walked two days before the old man, the old man was afraid that she would be dizzy, and she couldn't see the direction clearly on the Huangquan Road, and after two days of not eating or drinking, she also went together......