Lin Sanshui opened his eyelids and saw that Junchen was holding a strand of silver silk in his hand, and he was also taken aback, "It's really strange, it's you!" ”

There was no lack of envy in his tone, but he still pushed Jun Chen and said, "Quick, go to the altar and accept the blessing of the Holy Venerable himself!" ”

In a sigh, Jun Chen flew onto the altar, and his neat light skills attracted the admiration of many people.

At that moment, his steps seemed to be filled with lead, and he was obviously close at hand, but he couldn't take a step.

The white-clothed Saint Venerable Qiong stepped on the black jade altar, and with every step, sparkling waves appeared under her feet, and the ethereal bloom of Fusang outlined by silver threads began to disillusion after she took a few steps.

The pair of Qiongzu finally stopped in front of him, and an extremely cold voice overflowed from under the veil, "Kneel." ”

He looked into her eyes and slowly pressed his knees.

Then the hands that were whiter than the cold moon fell lightly on the center of his eyebrows, cold, almost without a trace of temperature, but it made him greedy for the touch.

The cold timbre like cutting beads and breaking jade sounded again, "Close your eyes." ”

He took a deep look at him and slowly closed his eyes.

The hand that stayed in the center of his eyebrows never moved away, and the Holy Venerable seemed to sing some kind of sacrificial Yue song in Yue again, and his voice was low, as cold as the full moon hanging overhead.

Ancient, distant, let his nerves, which seemed to have been tensed to the extreme, relax for a moment.

When he stopped, Jun Chen didn't remember, the cold "open eyes" fell, he opened his eyes, and only saw her bathed in holy light under the light of the full moon.

Was you like this thousands of years ago?

"Yue Ren Song" may be just a piece of wind and snow, and what is recorded in the wild history is only the right and wrong without emotion, to be able to visit this dynasty that has been extinguished, and see with your own eyes, you should really thank God.

"Up." She withdrew the hand that had landed on his brow.

He reached out and grabbed her hand.

My heart was pounding and beating faster than ever, as if I knew her for the first time and held her hand for the first time.

The scene seemed to be noisy, but around the altar, there was only a dead silence, and everyone became cautious even to breathe.

She didn't get angry, only three points indifferent and three points cold and three points stared at him, and the rest of the part, perhaps surprised, "What else do you want?" ”

Junchen said, "Ask for someone." ”

"Who?"

"The sweetheart."

She seemed stunned for a moment, since the day she became a saint, no one dared to say such things to her.

A gust of night wind blew off the silver veil on her face, and a long-lost face came into Junchen's eyes, familiar eyebrows, familiar eyes, familiar lips, and familiar face...... Only the expression is unfamiliar.

The crowd was filled with the sound of inhalation.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was displeased, she raised her hand and put back the veil, did not stop for half a minute, and walked back with steps. But an extremely cold voice fell on Junchen's ears, "I can't love, I can't hate, I can't beg, I can't give up, why bother?" ”

The sacrifice had reached the final stage, Jun Chen looked at the people who were surrounded by witches singing and dancing, and murmured, "It's not bitter." ”

The deep love of the previous life finally makes up for the shortcomings in the next life where love and hate disappear, and this is cause and effect.

Even if they have long forgotten each other's faces, even if the gorgeous poems of the year have long been washed away by time, even if the emperor and concubine in the nine-fold palace in the past have become the most ordinary men and women in the vast world, several ups and downs, a few times, but I still remember that legend

The fireworks exploded in the night sky, dragging countless small silver tails when they fell, Gu Yue's sacrificial song and dance were shocking, with the beat of the drum and the beat, giving people the illusion of a battlefield in a trance.

The dance of Chu is tender, and the delicate waists of the dancers are like water in the south of the Yangtze River, which can make people soften their muscles and bones without sound. The songs and dances of Gu Yue are full of majestic beauty of power, they are in awe of the Holy Spirit of heaven and earth, and they also believe in the boundless saint.

Lin Sanshui was originally distracted, and when he turned around, he was about to talk to Jun Chen, but he found a wry smile on the corner of his lips, and couldn't help but be stunned, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Junchen said, "I was looking for someone, and I found it, but she refused to go back with me." ”

Lin Sanshui smiled, "It's the girl you like, you must have made others angry, the girl's family has to be coaxed, if it breaks people's hearts, what will people do when they come back?" ”

Junchen said, "Yes, I always say I like her, but I always make her sad, don't blame her for being ruthless and wanting to leave." ”

Lin Sanshui was stunned, "This...... In the world, the most inexplicable thing is love, right? If you can't let go, just go and find it, find it, beg her, if she is willing to forgive you, everyone will be happy, if people don't want to go with you, just give up, on the three-life stone, under the old tree, there are many deep loves, and the love is shallow. ”

The wry smile on the corner of Jun Chen's mouth couldn't be hooked.

At the end of the sacrifice, the witches departed as they had come.

Jun Chen looked at the sedan chair and asked, "Where are you Holy Venerables going?" ”

"I'm going back to Junshan." Lin Sanshui was afraid that he didn't understand where Junshan was, so he explained, "Junshan is the ancient Yue Holy Land, and it is the place where the saints of all dynasties lived. ”

Seeing that Jun Chen hadn't withdrawn his gaze, he showed a wicked smile, "Brother Tai, wasn't he taken away by the Holy Venerable?" He sighed in a good way, "That shocking glance just now is worth telling me to die now." But let's put away the thoughts that shouldn't be, Gu Yue Shengzun, there is no love and hate, and it is impossible to marry. ”

Jun Chen tilted his head in confusion.

Lin Sanshui said, "They are the gods of Gu Yue, and the gods are not gods if they are contaminated with seven emotions and six desires." This is an unwritten agreement between wizards and royalty. ”

Junchen said, "You know a lot. ”

Lin Sanshui laughed twice and reached out to scratch the back of his head.

After the sacrifice was over, the crowd gathered on the street also dispersed, and a team of officers and soldiers squeezed over from the bustling crowd, "Childe, childe, you can call the lower officials to find it!" ”

Jun Chen glanced at the jade plate on the official's waist and knew that it was the official position of a lieutenant in the imperial court, and his eyes were slightly startled, "You are the son of Gu Yue Kingdom?" ”

Lin Sanshui scratched the back of his head again, "What I said before is not a lie to you." ”

In his eyes, being an ancient Yue emperor may really be an idle official.

Another group of people came to the crowd, and when they saw Junchen, they knelt down on one knee, "Damn it, the same son is separated!" ”

This time it was Lin Sanshui's turn to be surprised, "Father said that there are distinguished guests from the Chu State visiting these days, isn't Brother Tai the son of the famous son of Yigongzi?" ”

It is recorded in the wild history that it was indeed Chu Ziyi, the third son of the Chu State, who visited the Yue Kingdom.

Jun Chen nodded quietly.

At night, he stayed in the post house arranged by Gu Yue, and he lay on the eaves of the post house with his head resting on his arms and his arms, looking at the moon that was gradually sinking in the west, and his eyebrows were shrouded in a gloomy cloud.

In the legend of "Yue Ren Song", Yue Nu is just a singer on the ship.

But if the gentleman of this life is the woman in "Yue Ren Song", then how can she, as the ancient Yue Shengzun, sing on the cruise ship?

What Jun Chen couldn't understand was how such a noble person had intersected with Chu Ziyi, and at this moment he completely forgot that Chu Ziyi was his previous life.

The night breeze was a little cool, blowing up the broken hair that had been obediently attached to his ears, and he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he thought that there was an illusion in front of him.

Clothed in moonlight, who is it that falls on the roof, who is not the Holy Venerable?

She had already changed into the solemn and solemn sacrificial clothes of the white sun, and the white clothes were ethereal in the moonlight, and several times Jun Chen almost couldn't hold back to grab her hand, for fear that she would turn around and sway back to the nine heavens.

They looked at each other, and no one spoke.

"The Holy Venerable is here, but something?" After a long time, Junchen moved his dry lips.

The Holy Venerable looked deeply into those dark jade-like eyes, as if he wanted to look into the deepest part of his heart, "We, have we seen it somewhere?" ”

At that moment, Jun Chen's hands trembled a little, and the corners of his lips hooked an extremely shallow and nostalgic arc, "I've seen it." ”

The Holy Venerable frowned slightly, this person was too contradictory, his eyes were hellish and desperate, but his tone was so innocent, it even made people think that he was an infatuated man who had been hurt by love.

She opened her lips to say something, but she paused suddenly.

In that person's eyes, there was a cruelty as cold as snow for three winters, an ambition that swelled like weeds, and a madness as hot as a spark, but he had never been so dead and silent, as if everything had come to an end.

He closed his eyes heavily and lay on his back on the roof, as if he were already a corpse.

The Saint Venerable's brows furrowed more and more, his wide sleeves fluttering in the night wind, and finally he stepped back with his steps.

His voice came from behind him, "It is said that the Holy Venerable prays for the blessing of all beings, so can the Holy Venerable listen to me tell a story?" ”

Her steps finally stopped.

He looked at the starry night sky, as if he had drunk old wine, and his voice was slightly bright, "I have a girl I like, but she is gone, I have been looking for her for a long time, the day I really found her, she doesn't remember and forget, what should I do?" ”

He turned his head to look at her, his gaze dark like an old well that could suck people in.

Xu is moonlight is no longer so cool as water, and there is a little less coldness in her voice, "On the Taibai Lake in the city, there are three white stone arch bridges, seek peace by the Ping'an Bridge, find Ruyi on the Ruyi Bridge, rest one by one by the Changsheng Bridge, and turn back for a hundred years." If there is a lover, arm in arm on the bridge three times, since then the affection has been long, fate three lives and three lives. ”

"Would you like to walk with me on the bridge?" He asked.

The words were a little frivolous, but he asked deeply.

The Holy Venerable's eyebrows were caged again, but the exit was cold, "I don't know what to say." ”

Carrying light work, it seemed to be about to fly away from this place, and the person who was lying on the roof like a corpse got up at some point, and shot a few points faster than her.

Grabbed her cuffs, and between pulling again, he clasped her wrist, her fingertips had already condensed a knot mark to block, and someone easily grabbed her wrist and buckled it on the top of her head, he hung his head, his eyes were dark, "Why did you look for it?" ”